Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

This is a figure shrouded in demonic aura.

He was wearing a blue star robe, as if he had endless stars draped around him, and his eyes were like stars, shining brightly in the heavens.

He stood there as if a supreme being stood tall, and the power of billions of principles surrendered, causing the heaven and earth to roar and the world to twist.

"Quasi Saint!"

Ditian's heart skipped a beat, and the huge pressure made him feel like an ant. He quickly raised his hands and saluted: "The common master of all the heavens and all races in the future, pay homage to the Imperial Master!"

"All the races in the heavens!"

When Kunpeng Xuying heard this, he was slightly startled, and said with complicated eyes: "Get up, tell me about the current demon clan!"

At the end of the 'Lich War', he was seriously injured and died, and he had no idea what happened next.

"At the end of the Ancient Chaos Era, the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan fought so hard that they both lost and retreated from the stage of history. Among them, the Monster Clan became the current tribe of all heavens, while the Witch Clan fled far away from the underworld and lost its trace!"

"After several epochs of hard work, all races in the world have developed and become one of the two overlords in the world."

"And the enemy of all the races in the heavens is the human race."

"Today, the birth of the human race's Ziwei Emperor Star has reversed the situation, causing the karma of all races in the heavens and the descendants to open the tomb of their predecessors because they are incompetent!"

Di Tian lowered his head and said, his tone full of apology.

Kunpeng listened quietly, his expression not changing much, as if he had known for a long time that the demon clan was going to decline.

After Di Tian finished speaking, he sighed: "I didn't expect that the human race would rise in the end!"

In his heart, it was still a bit surprising.

What is the human race?

Just ants!

There is no strong person!

There is no skill!

There is no powerful talent!

Referred to as ‘Three No Personnel’!

But I never expected that in the end, the human race would rise and make a heroic move to conquer the sky.

"National Master, I came here this time to seek help, find a way to eliminate karma, and rebuild the Demon Court!" Di Tian said with his hands in hand, eyes filled with anticipation.

Kunpeng did not reply immediately and asked: "Do you know the laws of heaven and earth?"

"I haven't studied it before!" Di Tian thought for a moment and shook his head.

Throughout his life, he devoted himself to leading the rise of all the races in the world. He spent most of his time fighting against the human race. He finally managed to squeeze out some time and practiced the art of destiny. He had no time to think about the laws of heaven and earth.

Besides, do we still need to think about the laws of heaven and earth?

The strong is king!

strength!

It's an ironclad rule.

"This world does not allow the emergence of a long-term overlord!" Kunpeng looked up at the sky, his eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice.

Di Tian frowned and said, "The human race was once the overlord!"

From the end of the Manifestation of Saints to the middle and late stages of the Sky-Splitting Era, the human race dominated the world, subjugating all directions, and all races prostrate themselves, becoming the sole world overlord!

Kunpeng shook his head and asked: "What happened next? How long have the human race been the overlord? How fast has the human race declined?"

Di Tian was speechless after being asked.

He was still young at that time.

But he also knows how powerful the human race is. When the human emperor is invincible, he holds the 'Sword of Benevolence' and the 'Sword of Martial Arts'. He governs the country with benevolence and makes all races in the world surrender. He fights with force and can open the sky with one sword.

When the sky was split for the first time, the Human Emperor only used one sword to severely damage the "origin of the sky" and successfully split the sky.

That scene, even though several epochs had passed, he still could not forget.

At its peak, the human race had invincible Taoist saints, dozens of quasi-sages, and thousands of immortals. How could such a powerful force decline so quickly?

Who did it?

Is it really the rebellion of all races that led to the decline of the human race?

ridiculous!

The power of all races is less than one thousandth of the human race, how can it possibly cause harm to the human race?

So what is the reason?

Who is it?

Let the invincible emperor fall!

Who is it again?

Let the top brass of the human race bleed?

For a moment, Ditian was confused, and he found that he had ignored many problems.

But Di Tian could reach this point with an unwavering mind. He quickly reacted, looked directly at Kunpeng and said: "National Master, I don't know the laws of heaven and earth. I only believe in one thing, and that is great strength!"

"With great strength, I can overcome all difficulties!"

"When I am strong enough, heaven and earth will make way for me, and the majestic sacred mountains will become a smooth road!"

In this world where people cannibalize people, only by becoming stronger can we exist forever.

Weak people can escape temporary disasters, but they will eventually be eliminated.

Hearing this, Kunpeng's eyes flashed with admiration, and he said with a smile: "You are qualified to get the legacy of the ancient demon court!"

As a strong man from the ancient era, he naturally understands the principle of fighting and not fighting.

What he said just now was purely to test Di Tian's character.

Of course, he did discover the laws of heaven and earth, but he was only aware of them and did not find the specific reasons.

"Thank you, Imperial Master!"

Emperor Tian was secretly happy and bowed respectfully.

"No need to thank me!"

Kunpeng looked at Ditian and said solemnly: "We must lead the demon clan to rise, eliminate karma and rebuild the demon court. The methods are all in these scriptures. You can learn from them!"

After the explanation, his body gradually faded into light, turning into starlight, and completely disappeared from this world.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is no attachment to the world in his eyes, only relief and encouragement.

This shadow is just his obsession.

Now that the mission is completed, he can leave with peace of mind!

at the same time.

Kunpeng's life flashed before Di Tian's eyes.

He practiced in the Sea of ​​Beiming when he was young.

After he became an adult, he traveled around the world, saw fellow demons suffering, and determined to lead the tribe to rise.

One hundred thousand years later, he created demon literature and preached to the demon clan, giving the ravaged demon clan a way to save their lives.

In the middle of the Ancient Chaos Era, the Demon King was born, established the Ancient Demon Court, and ruled the demon clans in the world.

He was invited to join the ancient Demon Court and served as the national advisor. He made suggestions and took the lead, and devoted all his efforts to the prosperity of the Demon Court.

It was not until the end of the Ancient Era that he was targeted by the Wu clan and suffered severe injuries. When his life was in danger, he saw the raging calamity and gained insight into the fate of the clan.

Later, he dragged his body with serious injuries while searching for a solution to the ethnic crisis.

Unfortunately, to no avail!

Finally, he brought part of the ancient demon court's secrets into the Sea of ​​Beiming, waiting for the powerful demon clan in the future to open it.

This is Kunpeng's life experience.

It's been a busy life!

That is a life of dedication!

That is a life without regrets!

"National Master, have a safe journey!"

Di Tian murmured to himself and bowed to the void again.

Afterwards, he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart, because in Kunpeng's memory, he witnessed Kunpeng creating characters and fully understood the ancient demon script.

This means that he no longer needs to rely on literary powerhouses to translate!

But the next breath, he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, his body and mind were as cold as ice.

He found that his memory about the ancient demon script was being gradually faded, and in the end only a rough impression remained, as if an invisible black hand had sealed his memory.

"No!"

Ditian was a little panicked and hurriedly took out a classical book. He found that he could only recognize a few characters and felt extremely disappointed.