When Donghuang saw Zhou Cheng facing him again, the Pangu sword in his hand emitted a burst of murderous aura, which stirred his mind. He was also a little angry about why he repeatedly angered Zhou Cheng.

Although Donghuang was a man of a domineering person, he was not a ungrateful person. However, he had strong dissatisfaction and even injustice in the deepest part of his heart, which made him feel disliked by Zhou Cheng and others for a hundred dislikes and if anything was wrong, he would retort.

He was the lord of the Heavenly Emperor, commanding millions of demon races, with the greatest reputation in the prehistoric world. Many Lich fights and the division of heaven and earth made him famous, and he was actually a great figure in the prehistoric world. Since his origin, he got the innate spiritual treasure Donghuang Bell that made all living beings jealous. After the Hongmeng was opened, he caught up with the Hongjun Sect and worshipped him as a saint. Until he became the prehistoric world, the demon emperor of the Heavenly Court was smooth sailing. Even if there were any struggles, he never lost his face and luck.

But when others become saints one by one, how can he not complain? How can he not hate? How can he not be anxious? The Sanqing and others have the legacy of opening up the sky, and becoming saints is inevitable; Nuwa is also at fault for creating a human being; two Westerners, who enjoy the merits of establishing teachings and becoming saints under the sky, and he has nothing to say. Only this Zhou Cheng, he doesn't like everything. He has no background, no merits, and no strength. How can he surpass the crowd and achieve Hunyuan? Zhou Cheng seems to have become his inner demon, the object of his jealousy, and the gap for his venting.

"Heaven, the way of heaven is even more straw and all things, how can you control such an ant?" Although Donghuang dared to scold Zhou Cheng, he did not mean that he was not afraid of Zhou Cheng, let alone that Zhou Cheng would take action when he carried the treasure.

Some people are more afraid, the more they are, the more they are, and the more they are scolding.

"Donghuang Taiyi, this time, the human race that died directly or indirectly at your hands for a hundred years of lich killing may not be less than a few million. I don't want you to compensate." Zhou Cheng's tone was plain, and he walked closer to the demon clan camp as he spoke, "No compensation is useless, and I have no excessive requests..." Zhou Cheng stopped walking, but Nuwa was already blocking him in front.

"Senior brother, Emperor Dong is also considering the demon race. There is no big mistake in the race dispute. Besides, the way of heaven has been completed, so don't be impulsive!!!" Nuwa said passionately.

"Fourth Junior Brother, think three times! Teacher Hongjun is already doing the way of heaven, don't be impulsive!" Tongtian is the saint of the Three Pure Land. Naturally, he knows that although this Donghuang has done many evil deeds, it is not an exaggeration for the human race to die tens of thousands of times. Even he wants to kill him, but the cause and effect of the way of heaven, even if there are all kinds of reasons, the Donghuang should not die here.

"I won't find the dignity of the human race, who can get it back?" Zhou Cheng's eyes were firm and he continued to move forward.

As Zhou Cheng moved forward step by step, his body gradually became blurred. Although he was a little shaking, it seemed to appear and appear. In the last flash, he passed through Nuwa and arrived in front of the demon clan in an instant.

Nuwa and Tongtian were shocked. They looked at each other and saw the surprise in their eyes. In the eyes of others, Zhou Cheng simply passed through Nuwa. But only the two saints present could perceive how terrifying the skill was. The body of the saint was actually transmitted in vain, not teleportation, not cutting through the void, but faint signs of the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the way of fitting the

This action seemed casual, but only Zhou Cheng himself knew the difficulties. Although he had achieved time-traveling through the saint's body, it was still very forced, and he was just establishing his authority. In Hongjun's realm, only by obtaining all the magic weapons of the sky can he truly gain a glimpse.

I heard jokes in my previous life that Hongjun was accused of accepting disciples, and it was suspected that raising a tiger was a threat. Zhou Cheng's opinion was nonsense. Not counting himself, the saint who truly became a saint by strength was Hongjun. Hongjun was the first genius in heaven and earth. He did not rely on merit or legacy, but all rely on a fragment of the magic weapon for opening the sky. He laughed at Hongmeng and took the lead in achieving the Hunyuan Saint with the Jade of Creation, and then fit the Heavenly Way. Just those half-baked saints under his disciples were probably tied up for a while, and in front of Hongjun who fit the Heavenly Way, he was a piece of tofu.

"It's not a big mistake for your demon clan to fight for that luck. Just as Zhen Yuanzi said, your fortune is in the witch clan, but you can listen to Nuwa's words and insist on moving the human clan in the end. Wouldn't you be seeking death?" Zhou Cheng walked very slowly, just like he was walking, and he was talking one step at a time, but the demon clan opposite did not dare to move at all. "Since I want to do such a defiant act, I will tell you and not be afraid. The lich is destined to fight to the death and will have two situations of death. Originally, the number of the great way is fifty and the number of heaven is forty-nine, and there is still a glimmer of life. Today I will destroy all these fifty numbers and let the demon clan wait for death."

"Senior Brother!!!..." Nuwa no longer maintained her saint's posture and shouted, "Don't be impulsive."

"Nuwa, I already know your intentions. Don't lose your saint's face. My intentions are gone, don't stop me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. Just instructing the demon clan to act, you can have some conspiracy with you."

"Fourth Junior Brother, what if we call out the other saints and make plans?" Tongtian frowned and stepped forward to persuade him. The saints of these four junior brothers have already decided, and whoever stops them will be killed immediately.

"The rest of the saints are naturally going to summon them. When I clean up these demon clan fellows, I will go and invite them in person." Zhou Cheng took a few more steps forward.

Zhou Cheng was getting closer and closer, but the demons were so scared that they fell backwards. The Pangu sword was deliberately guided, and the murderous aura emitted became stronger and stronger, and shot straight into the deepest part of the mind, inducing the most feared existence in the subconscious of the creatures - destruction. Some monsters in front, below the demon gods, all showed their true form and died suddenly on the spot. Even the demon gods were shaking all over their bodies and their beards were wide open. Even the demon god Bi Fang was throbbing and his legs were swinging like sieve. Although Di Jun and Donghuang had higher cultivation and were not going to die, they were actually the two of them who really felt the deepest death.

"You, you, don't come over. Fourth Senior Brother, please don't come over again..." Donghuang pursed his lips, but Di Jun next to him could no longer maintain the slightest supremacy of the Emperor of Heaven, and even begged.

"Under the great way, living beings have good and evil, life and death, struggle, killing, and *, which are normal, and they are all right. However, the human race is born in the first place, is it not just for you to refine the sword of the witch killing for your demon race? It is not for you to slaughter and enjoy it? It is not for you to transfer your luck to you? It is not for you to become the clown clan, who is enslaved and played with you? Hehehehe..." Zhou Cheng stopped slowly, raised the Pangu sword slightly, and rarely gave out a smile.

"Senior brother, we are wrong, we are wrong, I dare not. Really, I swear. Donghuang, please tell me quickly, say me quickly..." Di Jun knelt down desperately, and grabbed Donghuang's thigh with his hand. Donghuang could no longer bear it, so he could only kneel down.

"Master, if you can bypass it, you will never dare again next time." In the face of the sword and hatred, Donghuang had no choice but to compromise.

"You are in vain to be a demon clan. You are so unbearable in the face of life and death. The saint is just..." The demon clan has a demon god named Fei Yi. His natal body is a big snake with six legs and four wings. Before he could finish a word, a green light flashed on his body and turned into ashes and scattered on the ground.

"Death is so close, right? So desperate, right? So helpless, right? Killers will always kill them, and it's time to send you on your way."

Zhou Cheng slightly raised the Pangu sword and used his power to slash the demon clan's people...

(As it goes, although the proportion of clicks and recommendations in this book is very bleak, and even the recommended locations are in the corner. Zhou Ding also surveyed the fifth place, which can basically be said to be Pujie. But I definitely don’t know how to be eunuch. Even if a little fish dies, I have to endure it, leave an outline, and find someone to write it on my behalf.
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