Chapter 138 The Power of the Origin of Chaos
In the thirty-third level of the Heavenly Demon Court, demon clans continued to flock to the ancient land, but Tian Yuan did not move.
Now that the ancestral witch has retreated to the Pangu Temple, there is no one in the ancient world who can stop the demon court's army, so he naturally does not need to worry.
The most important thing Tianyuan guessed is that the demon clan currently trapped in the wilderness can only be regarded as the vanguard of the demon court.
He had captured many shamans in the ancient land, so the two demon kings had no reason not to be on guard against him.
The demon clan is extremely slow at unblocking and purifying the earth's veins, so Tian Yuan is not in a hurry at this moment.
Sitting quietly on Buzhou Mountain, he concentrated on practicing the laws he had mastered.
After thoroughly purifying a main vein, as the power of Buzhou Mountain increased greatly, the understanding of the law became clearer.
There are more and more laws manifesting in Buzhoushan's consciousness space, but Tianyuan still feels that there is not enough time.
Tian Yuan was sitting in a canyon, with faint stars surging and twinkling all over his body, like a faint galaxy surrounding him.
The law of time!
After capturing Jiuyin, the Time Ancestor Witch, he couldn't wait to start practicing this powerful law.
Among the three thousand laws, the law of time is undoubtedly the top law. The time it represents, the Chaos Demon God Hour, is the first to be born among the three thousand Chaos Demons.
However, in front of Buzhoushan's physical body, it was not too difficult for Tianyuan to practice.
The ordinary body of the Stone Man is no less sacred than the innate body because of Buzhoushan's repeated feedback.
As the starlight shrouding the whole body continues to become clearer, wrinkles rise in the space around Tianyuan, as if there are countless spaces folded.
The Demon Court continues to move into the eastern land, and the ancestral witches who retreated to Pangu Temple also received the news.
"Bastard! Bastard! Beasts like the demon clan will add insult to injury."
"Huh! Xuan Ming! Why hasn't eldest brother come back yet?"
The several ancestral witches who were surrounding the blood pool all had fierce looks in their eyes, and their eyes were filled with violence.
Because of the stone man in Buzhou Mountain, their great ancestral shaman could only huddle in the temple. It's okay if he loses to Tian Yuan, but he doesn't want Demon Court to dare to take advantage of him.
They just retreated to Pangu Temple, but they did not abandon the ancient land.
Those cowardly monsters will show off their power at this time.
The irritable Zhu Rong and Qiang Liang all gasped and looked at Xuan Ming.
Brother Di Jiang left last time and has not been back for a long time.
If he hadn't been afraid of the Stone Man from Buzhou Mountain, he would have rushed out and tore those monsters into pieces.
Xuan Ming was angry in his heart. The monsters were just their food, but they dared to compete with them.
"We can wait until brother comes back to discuss everything!" Xuan Ming's cold words came as he glanced at Zhu Rong with his red eyes.
There are only five of the twelve powerful ancestral witches left in the world, and Xuan Ming will not allow any more mistakes.
Tianyuan's strength is superior to theirs, and he has Buzhoushan to help him. If he goes out rashly, he will easily be captured by the opponent.
Qiang Liang and She Bishi didn't say anything. They had just entered the Hunyuan Golden Immortal and were already reduced to fighting against the great witch.
"Brother, brother! It's been so long. I don't want to think of a way to save those brothers anymore." Zhu Rong roared in a low voice, with a slightly ferocious look on his face.
He was really afraid. He was afraid that one day, Zhu Jiuyin and others who were captured would become like Gonggong again.
They were originally the closest brothers, but instead they helped the stone men deal with them.
The twelve ancestral witches are descended from the same line, but now they are divided and live in different places.
Xuan Ming didn't speak, and she didn't know what to do.
If it's just Tianyuan, that's all. He can still act quietly, and there may still be a chance. But the power of Buzhou Mountain was too terrifying. Earlier, many of their ancestral shamans moved together, and were blown away by just one momentum.
Even if they were able to climb Mount Buzhou, they would probably be easily suppressed.
Zhu Rong didn't know this, but this sudden powerlessness made him furious.
They are the Pangu sect, the witch clan that dominates the ancient land, but they have finally fallen to this level. How can Zhu Rong be willing to accept it.
"roar!"
There was a roar that shook the sky, and there were rolling fireworks rising all over Zhu Rong, and there was a constant crackling sound of the space being burned.
Now even if he is angry, he can only stay at home and cannot even go out of Pangu Temple.
The more he thought about it, the angrier Zhu Rong became that the great ancestral witch had turned out like this.
"Huh!" Suddenly, a cold snort came from the void, accompanied by a cold breath pouring in.
Several people in the hall immediately saw that the void opened in front of them, and Di Jiang, the leader of the ancestral witches, came through the void.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
Xuan Ming and the others immediately came forward, with expectations in their eyes.
These corpses of the Chaos Demon God were found by his brother. Whether they can save Zhu Jiuyin and others, they can only rely on Di Jiang.
Meeting the gazes of several people, Di Jiang felt a flash of sadness in his heart, and then said in a deep voice: "Have a good time practicing quietly, waiting for the final calamity to come."
Measuring calamity?
Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong, who had gathered around, were all stunned in the field.
What calamity? They just want to save their brothers and smash the stone man in Buzhou Mountain. What calamity do they care about?
Besides, if the stone man doesn’t come out, what qualifications do the witch clan have to participate in the calamity?
Maybe the stone man is squatting in the valley outside the temple, waiting for them to jump out.
Looking at the crazy eyes of several people, Di Jiang said nothing. The wings on his back shook slightly, and four gray air streams escaped.
"Origin of Chaos!!!"
After just a glance, several exclamations of surprise erupted in the hall. The four ancestral witches, Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong, stared blankly at the Qi Tiao that came to them.
The power of the origin of chaos means that it complies with all laws and is suitable for everyone, as long as the physical body is hard enough.
Amidst the grunting sounds, several people, including Xuan Ming, had burning eyes.
But they did not move, but asked in a deep voice: "Brother, I heard that the origin of chaos was born in the deepest place of the sea of chaos. How can you find it?"
Although there are only four rays in front of me, they are still unique treasures in the world.
Zhu Rong and others looked at Dijiang. The corpse of the Chaos Demon God was now possessed of the power of the origin of Chaos. How could his brother be so blessed by nature?
Di Jiang did not explain, but solemnly said: "It's just a broken source of power. If you practice meditation for a long time, you will be able to rescue a group of brothers in the future."
Xuan Ming and the others looked at each other and nodded. They must have thought that their brother must be extremely dangerous, which is why he was born like this.
They should seize the time to meditate now and rescue the many tribesmen who were captured by Tianyuan.
Xuan Ming and the others stopped talking. They opened their mouths and took a breath, and the energy bar floating in front of them jumped into an individual.
Immediately, they saw rich and dazzling purple light blooming and interweaving on several people.
In a short time, it was woven into a large cocoon, completely wrapping Xuan Ming and others.
When Di Jiang, who was floating in the air, saw this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he returned to normal in an instant.
"Tian Yuan! Just wait!" Glancing in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, Di Jiang saw red lights intertwining on his wings on his back, quickly wrapping around him.
Pangu Temple, where blood surged, instantly became silent, with only a few ups and downs.
On Buzhou Mountain, the starlight shrouding Tianyuan gathered and quickly disappeared into his body.
He opened his eyes faintly, and the vast aura surrounding him slowly faded away.
Looking at the eastern land, he murmured softly: "Nearly ten thousand years have passed, it's time to move around!"
In ten thousand years, there must be many demon clans from Demon Court heading to the primitive land.
Without notifying Calabash Boy or taking the ferocious beast with him, he took one step forward and fled towards the eastern land.
In the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, who else in the entire Demon Court besides the two Demon Emperors can stop him?
Taking them along will slow down the speed.
The powerful spiritual thoughts instantly enveloped the land for hundreds of millions of miles, and Tian Yuan's eyes lit up slightly.
The fate of heaven and earth converged, and the strength of the demon clan in the Demon Court was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Within the covered area, almost everyone is above the Golden Immortal, and half of them have entered the Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Tianyuan looked at the starry sky unconsciously, thinking that there were more powerful demon clans in the thirty-third heaven.
“It’s time to have a good harvest!”
Yellow clouds surged, and Tianyuan only took away the demon clan that broke into Taiyi Golden Immortal.
The efficiency of the demon clan in purifying the earth veins is too low. The weaker the strength, the worse the effect. There is no need to capture those golden immortal demon clan now.
The speed of the late Hunyuan Golden Immortal was so fast.
On high mountains, in mountain streams, and in rivers, tens of millions of monsters were captured in the blink of an eye.
Almost without any notice from the demon clan, they disappeared one by one and disappeared into thin air.
Tianyuan jumped over and offered the Jiutian Breathing Earth, the ultimate innate spiritual treasure, which was simply unstoppable.
"Hey! A demon clan in the early stage of quasi-sage." A powerful wave attracted Tian Yuan's attention.
It was a nine-headed giant snake, the Nine Infants, one of the ten demon saints of Demon Court.
Being able to meet the Demon Saint and the powerful Jiu Ying among the Demon Saints was somewhat beyond Tian Yuan's expectations.
The Wu Clan retreated, the luck gathered in the Demon Court increased sharply, and the power of Buzhou Mountain increased greatly, and all the creatures in the wild were also blessed.
In the future, in the prehistoric world, there will only be more and more creatures that become Quasi-Saints and Hunyuan Golden Immortals.
In a fairy mountain in the eastern land, Jiu Ying patrolled the ancient land as usual.
Although Demon Court occupies the ancient land, the thirty-third level genius is Demon Court’s base camp.
Thousands of years ago, the Witch Clan retreated to the Pangu Temple, and the Demon Court easily took over the eastern land, and then sent many great demons to guard various places in the wilderness.
Naturally, they demon saints would not stay in the ancient land, but would come down every five thousand years to patrol, and now it was his turn.
The so-called inspection is just to collect the treasures of heaven and earth collected from various fairy mountain caves. Otherwise, why would they come in person for such a trivial matter.
After putting the treasure he liked into his small warehouse, Jiuying was very happy.
Although there are many treasures in the prehistoric starry sky, the division of power is clear, and it is also close to the Demon King, unlike this prehistoric land.
As long as it's not too much, the two Demon Emperors won't care at all.
After scanning the surroundings, Jiuying looked towards the next fairy mountain cave.
Just as he was about to lead his entourage, yellow mist suddenly appeared in the void around him. He didn't pay attention, but just looked at it strangely.
Just as he was about to ride on the clouds, mist suddenly appeared all around him, and he instantly fell into a yellow mist.
The sudden change shocked Jiuying.
He was a demon saint who beheaded a corpse. Who could have such means?
He looked panicked. As soon as he tried to resist, countless innate Wutu divine thunders fell down.
Amidst the rumbling sound, he was knocked unconscious on the spot!
(End of chapter)