Chapter 353: Hongmeng Creatures, Disaster Begins
"Old Taoist, why is the infinite calamity so fast?"
Chen Zhu stared at the scene of the three people walking and forced himself to suppress his own principles.
"Fast?"
Taoist Taiping shook his head slightly: "I just said that this is the beginning, and it may be the fuse of the infinite calamity. I didn't say that the infinite calamity has already arrived."
He said with a smile: "Zhu Ming, the speed of the infinite calamity depends on the development of the living beings in it. The faster the living beings develop and the more perfect the world is, the more severe the infinite calamity will be."
"In this era, Father God has released the innate spiritual treasures, the remains of the Chaos Gods and Demons. This is the second major development."
Chen Zhu stared at the Libra and made an excuse: "In other words, the first major development is the Heavenly Dao?"
"Yes."
Taoist Taiping said with certainty: "When the critical point is reached on that day, the immeasurable calamity will come, and everything will decline and decay."
Chen Zhu understood.
But he pointed to the empty scale on the other side of the scale and said:
"Then the question is, if that is the infinite calamity over there, then what is this empty space over here?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Taoist Taiping's eyes became clear.
"To walk out of the countless calamities is to be liberated."
He pointed at the empty scale, and at this moment, with His supreme divinity, He said calmly:
"They can interfere with the existence of countless calamities. Their strength itself is beyond all of this. That should be a realm, and it is also... what I pursue."
Chen Zhu thought again: "Is there an existence that cannot be erased even after countless kalpas, and has always existed in countless kalpas?"
This question made Taiping Taoist silent for a long time.
After the silence, he gently rubbed Chen Zhu's head and said slowly:
"Zhu Ming, this is why you can reach your current height. You can't see yourself clearly, but I, Grandpa Taiping, can."
He laughed and stopped discussing this issue. At this time, there happened to be a change in the location where Huangnu was.
Nothing remains unchanged, just like the three people who were walking and stopped in a scorching place.
"Zheng~"
The pleasant and melodious sound of the piano came from the forest ahead.
Yes, penetrate, rather than transmit, the penetrating piano sound is so powerful that even the desert cannot stop it.
The sound of the piano touched her heart, and Huangnu closed her eyes preciously, enjoying the hard-earned splendor that did not belong to Huang.
But the next moment, Luohou hummed with an evil smile, breaking the sound of the piano and making everything desolate again.
Huangnu frowned, but quickly closed her eyes again, recalling the beauty of the piano sound.
Just a few sounds.
She repeated unconsciously: "zheng~zhen~zeng..."
Even just a little, a little is enough.
But as my heart became more desolate, the sound of the piano quickly faded away.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and even the pain could not stop the sound.
"Ugh……"
After a sigh, Huangnu stood up and attacked Luohou fiercely.
"You ruined my enlightenment, Luohou, go to hell!"
She knows who this is!
The land is desolate and filled with sand and wind. The endless Dao rules want to suppress the evil path!
But Huangnu is only in the Yuan realm after all. How can she be able to defeat the Demon Lord Luohu who is in the Wuji realm?
All the bans were suppressed by the evil spirit. Under the influence of the evil spirit's luck, time and space were dyed blood red.
The Demon Lord Farewell subconsciously took two steps back, she knew that Luohou had not yet made any serious move.
But even so, Huangnu had to kneel before Luohou.
"It is a gift to let you see my magic. I will not let you have your wish."
Luo Hou slowly took the God-killing Spear from his head and said, "If the thing behind you doesn't come out, don't blame me for not showing you mercy."
After saying this, Huang Nu gritted her teeth and crawled in the sand, unable to get up.
However, on the other side of the sand, Luohou stretched out his hand, and the God-killing Spear was getting closer and closer.
"The creatures killed by my God-killing Spear will no longer be the complete you even if they are reincarnated. I wonder if your anchor points can still be useful?"
Finally, the girl lost consciousness, and two mists flashed across her eyes.
"The Demon Lord is worthy of being the ancestor of the devil."
There are two figures hidden in the mist, not existing in the present, nor in the past, but in the future.
They deceived time and used Hongmeng to protect themselves to arrive here.
"It's a clever method. Candle God doesn't completely suppress time."
The bones on Luohou's face moved, and his bare eyeballs moved restlessly.
"What is your purpose?"
"Don't misunderstand, Demon Lord."
One of the clouds said, "We have no other purpose, we just want to move forward and obtain a destiny before the Heavenly Dao."
Luo Hou sneered: "Ha."
The mist continued, "The Wild Lady is our transit station. This matter concerns our life and death. We had no choice but to do this. Please forgive me, Demon Lord."
"forgive?"
Luo Hou said with a strange look: "If you join my demon sect, I will help you."
He came here for a long time just for this sentence.
Luohou saw it more clearly. When he saw the two clouds of mist, he knew that they would be of great use to him.
"This……"
There was a hint of hesitation as they communicated with each other.
"Brother Dao, you can't do that. Luohou only exists in this era. You are not unaware of the Longhan catastrophe."
"If we agree, even if we can obtain the status, we cannot leave this era."
The other mist was silent for a moment, then asked this mist:
"Brother, do you know how many people are waiting for us to open up this road?"
Hearing this, the other party hesitated again, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said to Luo Hou:
"We agree to join your demonic cult, but there is one condition!"
"Zhi!"
The God-killing Spear half-pierced into the center of Huangnu's eyebrows.
"I don't like to hear conditions."
It was too domineering. They would start killing each other as soon as they disagreed with each other. This put the two groups of mist in a desperate situation.
"Luo Hou, don't go too far. Although we don't have the God-killing Spear, it is not a problem for us to have the peak combat power at this time and in this era. You can only suffer the loss!"
"so what?"
Luohou's spear tip continued to move forward, and finally pierced through fiercely!
"hiss!"
In an instant, two groups of mist attacked, barely resisting.
"Asshole, if you weren't worried about being discovered by the Heavenly Dao, what would a mere Xuanxian like you mean?"
The two groups of mist gritted their teeth, and it was obvious that Luohou's eyes were full of cold blood.
"All right!"
One of the groups couldn't hold back any longer and said, "We promise you to join the Demon Cult!"
In the blink of an eye, Luohou had put away the God-killing Spear, still looking calm and composed.
"If I had known this, why would I have gone through so much trouble?"
But he let them go.
The luck of the Demon Cult is becoming more and more terrifying. If it weren't for the mist obscuring the secrets, the two would have been discovered.
"Let's go."
Luohou turned around, and the Demon Lord Farewell followed him immediately.
He said calmly: "You said you met the God of Sacrifice and Taiping? Hehehe... Well, tell me in detail what Taiping was doing. Hehe..."
The leader started to go crazy again.
Lord Farewell told everything he had seen and heard, and then dared not speak again. He was under a lot of pressure, especially at this time when this person was unstable.
"I can't see Taiping holding the Tai Chi diagram, but it turns out that none of them has stopped moving."
Luo Hou pondered for a moment and said, "It is unacceptable that the sacrificial deity is actually with Taiping, and there is no rift in their relationship. This is unacceptable."
After Luo Hou thought about it, he said to the Lord of Farewell, "I want you to do something for me."
"Please speak, Demon Lord." Demon Lord Bie Li lowered his head again and listened carefully.
"Go and draw the Chaos created by Taiping, and smash it into the Fantasy Dragon Clan. Don't let this matter be exposed, and do it in secret."
He took off the World-Destroying Black Lotus from his body and said, "This will give you a chance to hide and prevent being discovered."
The Devil Lord Bie Li's heart trembled, and he quickly reached out to take it:
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
"Ok?"
He found that he was unable to lift the Black Lotus of Destruction. Could it be that the Demon Lord changed his mind and no longer wanted to give it to him?
But at this time, Luohou began to talk to himself.
"Do you really dare to take my things out?"
"You will lose control of it sooner or later, so why not use this treasure as soon as possible, hehe..."
"Humph, plotting against the gods and peace is not what Luohou does. It's impossible."
Luohou struggled for it, but in the end the God-killing Spear fell, and the hand, along with the World-destroying Black Lotus, fell into the hands of the Demon Lord Farewell.
Luohu's voice of resistance suddenly disappeared.
Without the World-Destroying Black Lotus to suppress himself and protect himself from the erosion of the God-Slaying Spear, he was completely buried.
"Go."
Luo Hou smiled faintly: "Well done, I will give you more luck."
"Yes!"
The Demon Lord Farewell carefully held the Black Lotus of Destruction and left to complete Luohou's mission.
This whole scene was also seen by Chen Zhu.
"How despicable! You are trying to sow discord between me and you, the Taoist priest."
With just a little thought, one can know that in the chaotic world created by Taoist Taiping, those with powerful cultivation have already reached the Yuan realm.
The Tai Chi diagram draws upon the Great Dao of the Primordial World, and also contains the principles of the Taoist Taiping, which is only slightly weaker than that of the Primordial World.
For example, the Wuji Realm now only exists in the prehistoric world, unless there are living beings in these chaotic worlds that transcend it as soon as possible.
Qingying may not be able to defeat the chaotic world, and the Huanlong clan will be severely damaged.
By then, because it was created by Taiping, there will definitely be a rift between me and him because of the grudge between my elder sister and the old Taoist priest.
"The God-killing Gun is really not a good thing."
Chen Zhu gritted his teeth, but had to take action.
"Are you going to garrison the Fantasy Dragon Clan?" Taoist Taiping asked him, the confusion in his eyes once again, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
"No, I'm going to pick up my sister."
Chen Zhu chuckled, and the confusion in Taoist Taiping's eyes dissipated.
"Haha, that's fine too."
But little did people know that at this moment in the prehistoric world, after the departure of the Demon Lord Farewell, the corners of Luohou's mouth curled up.
"What is the relationship between offering sacrifices to the gods and peace? This Qingying must die, and that Hongmeng creature must deal with the Candle God."
“Candle God, Fire God… hehe, hahahahaha…”
The laughter spread far and wide.
Not until everything disappeared did Huangnu slowly come back to her senses.
"Did I fall asleep again?"
She rubbed her brow, feeling a slight pain.
When I looked back, Rāhu had gone and the pain had gone with him.
Although she didn't like it, she still missed it.
"That voice..."
Following her memories, Huang Nu moved closer to the direction of the sound.
The next moment, I saw the beautiful mountains in front of me withering and the streams cut off.
The original stream water turned into quicksand, under which there was a sacred innate being gently playing the guqin.
He was so focused that he didn't seem to notice that he was already covered by the desert.
The penetrating power of those sounds was originally blocked by the Black Lotus of Destruction in Luohu's hand, but as Luohu left, the Black Lotus of Destruction lost its suppression and finally came in again.
The wild girl was intoxicated.
She lay in the desert without any image, quietly listening to the beautiful sound of the guqin.
Even if her eardrums were pierced by the piano music, she didn't care and just wanted to listen more.
This was her favorite thing in countless years, except for the coldness of the condensed cold iron last time.
No, the cold iron of Ningguang cannot compare to the sound of the piano, Huangnu is absolutely sure of it, even though she has forgotten the feeling of coldness.
Everything is deserted.
After an unknown amount of time, the intoxicated girl suddenly woke up.
She was even frightened and panicked. The piano music stopped and he was about to leave.
No one would want to stay in her desolation.
Huangnv opened her eyes and wanted him to stay.
No matter what the cost, he must stay!
Let it play beautiful piano music for you every day.
But the next moment, a pair of hands gently wiped the blood from her ears.
"Daoyou, why don't you leave?"
Fuxi helped her up with shame: "I was so focused on practicing the piano that I forgot that there were people around me who hadn't left. I almost made a big mistake."
"No...no...it's okay."
The wild girl took two steps back, lowered her head and ran away!
So Huangwu left, and the piano music seemed like a dream.
What does a dream feel like?
Inside the Magic Dragon Palace...
"Come on!"
Chen Zhu grabbed Qingying's claws and said, "Sister, this is urgent. We are being tricked! Hurry!"
My hand is empty, the dragon claw is an illusion.
Chen Zhu's urgency was instantly replaced by silence, and he stared straight at Qingying.
Qingying looked away: "I...I fell."
"You're still lying!"
Chen Zhu was extremely angry: "You can't even restore your dragon claws, who did you go to?"
Okay, okay, I won’t leave yet. The Chaos World can’t come so quickly. Let me make this matter clear first.
"Who did you pick a fight with again?"
Qingying's eyes were vague and his voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum.
But Chen Zhu could hear it clearly, he had very good hearing, especially when he was angry.
"I just saw that my clan was tortured by the evil cult and couldn't practice anymore, so... so..."
His voice became quieter and quieter: "He went to fight with Wuxin Patriarch..."
"hiss……"
"The evil cult's Seven Emotions, the Wuxin Patriarch?"
Chen Zhu's eyes widened: "Did you know that he was a fierce god in his previous life?"
"I know. You were the one who helped them, but they turned against their own dragon. I was so angry that I went to find him."
"and then?"
Chen Zhu grabbed Qingying's other hand, well, fortunately, it was not broken.
"I won!"
Qingying showed a smug smile on his face: "That old man Wuxin didn't have much strength in his hands, so it didn't hurt when he hit me. If it wasn't for the God-killing Spear, I wouldn't have let him go!"
The result is obvious. This claw was cut off by the God-killing Spear. No wonder it can't grow back.
"My dear sister, you are really capable of making trouble."
Chen Zhu grabbed her other hand and said, "Forget it, we'll talk about this on the way. Just follow me now!"
The old ancestor Wuxin was originally in the Yuan realm, and then he also gained the luck of the Demon Sect, so how could he be powerless?
It was obvious that he did it for his own sake and didn't want to break up with Qingying. In the end, Luohou must have been unable to bear it anymore and took action.
(End of this chapter)