The Demon-Slaying God Sword is extraordinary. It can be said that it once influenced the Lich War and shone its own brilliant light in the ancient times of the prehistoric world!

Whether it is the peak of Buzhou Mountain innately, bathing in the essence and blood of the entire Witch Clan under the tempering of countless immortal gold and divine irons, and being born in accordance with the long-cherished wish of the Witch Clan to kill monsters, one sword made countless demons fall like a star rain, killing all the essence of the ancient demons.

Later, the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and Emperor Xihe both died, and even fought with the Chaos Treasure in Houtu's hands, dividing the entire prehistoric land into four, and redefining a new world!

After reaching Ye Su's hands, he also took it as his confidence. He raised his sword and went straight to the Ninth Heaven, blocking the last demon emperor in the Sun God Palace, and winning the most precious time for Houtu to become a saint!

Then, with the characteristics of the magic sword slaying demons, Kunpeng, the last demon clan's quasi-saint, was killed in the Nest of Ten Thousand Dragons, regaining his own Hongmeng purple aura, laying the foundation for becoming the eighth saint.

It can be said that this magic sword has a close relationship with the two saints today. But now it spontaneously guards the human children who emerged from somewhere, so why didn't Kong Xuan and Xuanniao be stunned in front of the Taoist Palace?

The swords are like rain of light, and the magnificent sword light is amazing, covering the sun, gorgeous and dazzling, holy and flawless, like the rain of flying immortals.

And on the divine sword, a beautiful fairy appeared, which was the mark on the sword, and it really appeared at this moment.

The fairy held the divine sword in her hand, in the brilliant rain of light. She was facing the demon clan in the sky, which formed a large array of billions of stars, showing a shocking and magnificent scene.

But the fairy was not afraid at all and raised his sword to slash. These arrogant demons were like dust grass, collapsed under the sword light and fell like rain.

Then the sword light flashed, and the fairy fainted in the rain from the divine sword, and saw a blue-clothed Taoist standing in front of the magnificent divine palace.

Inside the hall is the arrogant demon clan Heavenly Emperor, and outside the hall is the demon soldiers and generals who have endured the tragic Lich War!

The two surrounded each other, and the Taoist Qingshan calmly held the sword against each other, and always held a glimmer of hope in the killing disaster, and used the sound of the sword to send elegy to the demon clan heaven.

After the magic sword transformed into such a strange phenomenon, the silver-white sword body began to change little by little.

The sun, moon, stars appear on one side, and mountains, rivers, plants and trees appear on the other side. The word Xuanyuan at the hilt of the sword seems to be favored by the great way. If you use the soul to visualize it, you can understand the ultimate truth and you can understand countless methods of your own.

The human child lost his trace in the bright light. The smoke and clouds in front of the Wuliang Palace were like blood, the clouds rolled in the clouds, the flowing light was overflowing, and the divine sword overflowed from the holy light and turned the front of the Taoist Palace into a divine furnace. The tempering in the furnace was the master chosen by the sword spirit.

The magic sword is no longer a gentle sky, but the tip of the sword is facing downward, and thousands of auspicious colors are falling down, and purple clouds soar into the sky.

Each auspicious color is like a waterfall that hangs down at the same time. This is a magnificent and shocking picture, rumbling and purple mist is surging, like tens of thousands of purple dragons running through the sky and the ground. Then it closes like petals, wrapping human children like the buds of the road that have nurtured mysteries.

This is an opportunity, but also a killing situation.

If you survive, you will be reborn and the road will be smooth from then on. However, you will die and cannot withstand the tempering of polishing the foundation, and will be wiped out in an instant.

The power of the revival of the Divine Sword made Kong Xuan and Xuanniao in front of the Taoist Palace feel the look down like this huge god, and feel the terrible pressure that is indescribable. After all, they are treasures comparable to innate spiritual treasures. Even the disciples of the saints felt the sharpness that made the soul tremble.

"Quickly notify Master!"

The magic sword burst out with such power, which warned them both not to intervene. The situation had exceeded their control, and Kong Xuan immediately thought of informing Ye Su who was visiting Taixu.

"No need, let it go!"

This happened in front of the Wuliang Palace. How could Ye Su, a saint, know nothing?

Even if you are wandering in Taixu, you can overlook everything in the entire prehistoric world from a high latitude, and you will naturally understand clearly what happened in the temple from beginning to end.

Ye Su, who was at the top, felt something from the huge stone of greeting, and the saint knew what was going on.

Ji Xuanyuan looked like a child who was only ten years old. He was so talented that he should be respectful when he came to a saint temple like Wuliang Mountain. He should have listened to the teachings of his elders and honestly followed his clan members to gain knowledge.

But the call in the dark made him irresistible. The feeling of constant enlightenment in his mind reminded him that this is a great opportunity that must not be missed!

So in a daze, he followed the guidance of the Apocalypse silently and left the tribe's team and stepped into the heavy grey fog of Wuliang Mountain.

Ye Su held a blooming flower on the other side of the flower, and a fairy escaped from the flower was Houtu.

The two of them were both wearing blue shirts, and looked at Ji Xuanyuan, who was close to the Wuliang Palace at the mountainside at the shortest distance.

"Is he the son of Shaodian?"

Houtu looked at Ji Xuanyuan, who looked like a child, and then at Shaodian, who knew that his son had disappeared on the huge stone of the welcome, and began to get anxious.

"right."

Ye Su's eyes kept looking up above the nine heavens, as if he was about to see the faint way of heaven through the forest and the mountains.

"Thinking about the day when we saw the Canglong chasing the moon, we became greedy. Then we set up a spiritual cauldron in the East China Sea and cooked the Lilong."

A little inspiration is enough to make the saint push everything out. It was obviously her sword, but Houtu said indifferently: "The cause and effect of killing the body has long been formed, and now it should be considered a retribution for the blood relatives of the reincarnated body."

Ye Su's eyes then turned from staring at the void to the mountain. Ji Xuanyuan clumsyly raised the clouds and walked through the gray fog. His route could not even be stepped on the mountain patrol fairy officer, but he passed through it very smoothly, all thanks to Ye Su's acquiescence.

"It is normal for the divine sword to choose the master by yourself, but it is a bit too coincidental."

"There are countless creatures with unparalleled talents. Why did they really happen to be someone who is involved in you and me?"

Seeing Ye Su closing his eyes and calculating again, Hou Tu covered his red lips and smirked: "If you really want your big disciple to inherit the Divine Sword, then you will block the path of the human cub. Why bother to worry?"

It was clearly the Divine Sword of Houtu, but she gave it to Ye Su at will. This is a treasure comparable to the innate spiritual treasure. In the Western Sect, there are only two innate spiritual treasures that come to the great sect to conquer the fortune.

Ye Su was teased by her, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

He used the divine sword to suppress Xuanniao many times, but in fact, it was as Kong Xuan said that Ye Suzhen had the intention to let Xuanniao inherit this divine sword.

Otherwise, in Wuliang Mountain, taking a piece of green leaf can still suppress the fat black bird for thousands of years.

But the Xuanniao was so incompetent that he had given so many opportunities, but he could not touch the sword spirit once. Now this great opportunity is going to be given to others in vain!

"I just remembered the day when I became a saint. What the Supreme Lord said wanted me to make an opportunity with the human race. It's not a hundred years since it has passed, and this opportunity is coming to my door, which is a bit too coincidental!"

Ye Su pointed to the direction of Buzhou Mountain from afar, with a lot of energy there, and the three lich tribes were fighting endlessly: "Now we are already a saint, and it is no secret that the human race that was decided early in the Valley of Unknown is to be prosperous."

"But at the same time, we are backward saints, neither establishing religion nor relying on each other. They are already an existence that cannot be ignored on the chessboard of heaven and earth. Therefore, they must know our attitude towards the human race in order to continue to advance the various chess they had set before."

"If we calculate it in this way, Ji Xuanyuan's entry into the mountain would be like throwing a stone to ask for directions!"

It is not difficult to calculate that the Six Saints have helped the human race together, and Houtu also looked at Buzhou Mountain and was ecstatic.

There are witch clans who are nostalgic for the boundless earth. They have lost the protection of the ancestor witches and the inheritance of the witch court and still survived tenaciously. Now they have regained their clan fortunes and have grown stronger on the earth under the leadership of the former Jiuli tribe.

Houtu, who was once the leaders of countless witch clans, couldn't help but sigh quietly. These tribes did not know their fate. They were facing the human race where six saints stood on the stage. After the heavenly favor of the lich clans declined, the saints could not give them the chance to rekindle. Now the three tribes are fighting fiercely, but the whetstone arranged by the saints for the human race.

If Houtu said that there was no trace of resentment in his heart, it would be impossible for the six saints to be fueled during the Lich War.

However, when the demon clan unites all races oppressed by the witch clan to form a clan, there will be a great war between the two lich clans, which is the general trend, the cause and effect, and the number of days.

The supernatural powers are less than the number of days.

Even when a powerful person is swept by the number of days, he can only be pushed forward, either hitting the head to death in front of the divine stone, or smashing the divine stone to pieces, taking the opportunity to jump out of the day.

Unfortunately, neither the Lich clan was as unique as they thought. After the two sides collided, they ended up almost dying together.

If Feng Ling had not come out of the mountain and pushed me to the position of saint with one force, I would have been desolate in my obsession, and in the end I would have fought with Donghuang Taiyi with hatred, causing the two lichs to completely disappear into the world, right?

Thinking of this, Houtu looked at Ye Su next to him and asked, "Then you all suspect that he is the master of the Supreme Lord. Then you still let him go to Wuliang Palace so smoothly?"

"He has entered my Wuliang Mountain, so what can he do even if he is a saint's chess piece?"

Ye Su is not a nameless person now. He also possesses Hunyuan Dao Fruit and still holds two Chaos treasures.

The saint's calculations on ordinary creatures may have an immeasurable impact. But in front of Ye Su, it is just a breeze blowing on his face, or it is ignoring, and it can be taken from his original heart.

Under the gaze of the two saints, Ji Xuanyuan finally arrived in front of Wuliang Palace. The divine sword left Xuanniao and appeared beside him with various strange phenomena. At this moment, he was like the son of destiny!

Ye Su commented calmly: "And if he really gets the Divine Sword to recognize his master, it may be a good thing for Wuliang Mountain."

"Do you want to accept him as the fifth disciple?"

Houtu couldn't help but joke: "Finally, there is no need to be rumored anymore. You, the ancestor of Feng Ling, are the only ones who are fairy birds and divine birds!"

"I have never had such a preference. It's just by chance that the four apprentices are just fairy birds."

Ye Su had to defend himself, and then continued: "If he could survive the tempering of the divine sword, then I would plan to take him into Fengling Yueying Sect and become the first disciple of the sect!"

"When I established this sect, I not only wanted the various sects to flow into the jade pieces, but I spent a lot of effort to invite all the saints to join, but I really thought that if one day the saints could let go of their Taoism, put down their roots and feet and prejudices, they could truly join one sect, the Fengling Yueying Sect was the opportunity to begin."

"I had already given the name of the sect during the first live broadcast in the Honghuang period, and now I will use Ji Xuanyuan to actually do it."

"At that time, the Fengling Yueying Sect will be a famous and authentic archway, and even the saints will have to go to this sect."

"They use this to plot against us, and I use this to plot against them."

"The saints must also make plans and come back and forth!"

Ye Su looked at the buds of the Tao formed by Ji Xuanyuan in front of Wuliang Palace and told Houtu: "This is the first step I have made on this chessboard of heaven and earth after being a saint!"

Houtu, who was tired of experiencing painstaking efforts, turned into the current Yueying Fairy, but if Ye Suluozi had planned, she had very strong support from both standards.

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent

Unlike the two saints who made a joke on the top of Wuliang Mountain, there is a huge palace far away in the center of a human city in the former Buzhou Mountain area.

It is surrounded by mist, with colorful Taoist patterns flashing, and talisman light flowing all over the sky, just like the central heavenly palace in the ancient heavenly court.

The human race was born with spirits and was educated by saints early on. With the accumulation of Taoism and years, they soon invented the residence of their own population.

In recent years, all human races have respected Fuxi as the Human Emperor and have their own system to unite all tribesmen. The human race quickly gained an advantage in the Buzhou Mountain area and took the lead in taking over the big monsters' own rule. It was like a scattered demon race defeating the army and seizing a large area of ​​stable territory.

With a broad living space, the population was able to reproduce rapidly. At this time, the jade pieces from Wuliang Mountain allowed newborn children to enjoy completely different teachings, allowing them to grow up faster.

Gradually, even the limelight of the witch clan was suppressed, and the human race also became the overlords of the Buzhou Mountain area.

The human palace was shining with a magnificent and hot light, as if it was the residence of the supreme gods. Fuxi stood in the center of the hall, shrouded in dazzling light, giving people an unattainable feeling.

As the Human Emperor, he has regained the foundation of Taoism. Soon after, the human race will become the overlord of Buzhou Mountain, and he will be able to use his luck to break the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm and return to the quasi-saint cultivation level. If he helps the human race to become the overlord of heaven and earth in time, he may not be able to step closer!

But at this moment, he looked at the runes appearing in the void with an ugly expression, flashing inexplicable light, and carefully sensed it and found that like big stars, it was flowing with extraordinary fluctuations.

"The first to draw the gossip and start to start civilization."

"Making a book contract to replace the knots."

"Make the calendar and determine the solar terms."

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The words outlined by the mysterious Taoist patterns that appeared in the void are the achievements made by Fuxi and others for the human race. Now they are listed one by one, as if they are finalizing him.
Chapter completed!