Hong Huang: I am the king of men, and I will overthrow all the saints in the heavens.

This is the real purpose of Emperor Xin.

The so-called King Wu Jifa is nothing but a flea.

If it weren't for Hongjun's blessing on King Wu, Emperor Xin could easily destroy him.

In this way, coupled with the birth of the ancestor witch and Pingxin's departure from the underworld.

At that time, the witch clan will reappear in the prehistoric times.

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Who else should the human race be afraid of?

But all this requires an opportunity, and this opportunity is Nuwa.

Emperor Xin smiled slightly.

Looking at the land of Xiqi and talking to himself.

"Nuwa, do you really think that when you establish your religion, I really can't stop you? You are wrong, and you, the saints of the heavens, do you really think it is so easy for me to start the prehistoric killing calamity?"

The Tongtian Sect Master on the side was dizzy, just because Emperor Xin was the human king.

Tongtian Sect Master couldn't figure it out.

The prehistoric killing catastrophe directly included all the countless creatures in the prehistoric world.

Either they surrender to the Shang Dynasty or become the enemy of the king of men.

Emperor Xin included countless creatures step by step.

He also lured all the saints in the heavens into the trap step by step.

Don’t think that it is a good thing for all the saints to enter Xiqi now.

But once Emperor Xin’s plan succeeds, all the saints will be like the stock market in the previous life.

Once they are trapped, they will either wait for death and lose everything.

Or they can only keep increasing their chips to recover as much as possible.

But at that time, will Emperor Xin let them succeed?

The more they invest, the more they will lose.

By that time, even if all the saints in the heavens react, there will be no soldiers available, and there will be no extra capital to add.

Only the demon-summoning banner in Nuwa’s hand can still be used.

At that time, they will have to order the demons who were defeated in the witch-lich war and fled to the prehistoric world to reappear in the prehistoric world.

At that moment, the witch clan can descend on the prehistoric world and reappear the witch-lich catastrophe.

But

How to make all living beings willing to enter Xiqi?

Emperor Xin smiled slightly.

If he wanted the saints to willingly enter Xiqi, they would have to have their luck plummeted.

Therefore, why did Emperor Xin slaughter their Taoist land?

Otherwise, why did Emperor Xin drive the blood sea to kill the thirty-three heavenly palaces?

Otherwise, why did Emperor Xin kill their endless disciples after escaping from the predicament?

Emperor Xin wanted to cut off their retreat step by step.

Destroy the statue of Nuwa, start the prehistoric killing calamity, and let the endless creatures respond to the calamity.

Preaching the Taoist skills, the endless creatures can practice, only the demons cannot.

So after killing all their disciples, their luck will plummet.

At that time, there will be no creatures to collect, and they will have to enter Xiqi.

Now it seems that Emperor Xin's plan is being implemented step by step.

The saints also fell into the trap as Emperor Xin thought.

Once Emperor Xin closes the net, the saints will be stuck in the quagmire and cannot be pulled out.

At that time, Nuwa will have to call on the endless demons to enter the prehistoric world.

But Emperor Xin is just a mortal, how can he be better than the saints in the heavens?

If it weren't for the memory of later generations, Emperor Xin couldn't have done it so naturally, seemingly letting the saints fall into it.

And the saints couldn't see any clues.

Therefore, after Emperor Xin woke up, he didn't kill King Wu immediately.

It was just to dig a hole.

"Hehe, by that time, I want to see how the saints are like dogs who have lost their homes."

Then he turned to Tongtian Sect Master and said:

"Master, the plan now is to practice your own skills well, and let the disciples of Jiejiao practice the human skills. Soon, there will be a great war."

Emperor Xin was not afraid at all.

Even if the saints passed down the method of becoming a saint, what would it matter?

It's nothing more than beheading a corpse to become a saint, or becoming a saint through merit.

But forget about proving the way with force. The Chaos Demon God didn't succeed, let alone these ordinary creatures?

As for beheading a corpse to become a saint?

It's just a joke.

If you want to kill corpses, you must use the innate spiritual treasure. Although there are many spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world.

But it can't satisfy so many creatures.

And even if you satisfy it, you want to become a saint of the heavenly way.

You need a chance to become a saint, that is, the primordial spirit.

However, there are only seven in the whole prehistoric world, and the six saints have obtained six primordial spirits.

There is still one that has disappeared without a trace.

(PS: There are also rumors that the last one was divided into many parts by Hongjun, and the three emperors got some, and Pingxin or others, but it is not certain.)

Even if someone has the opportunity to get it, they can only become a saint.

As for the other endless creatures, they can only fish for the moon in the water.

There is also merit to become a saint.

This is a bigger joke.

The greatest merit was taken away by the saints.

Nuwa created humans, repaired the sky, etc.

All were divided up.

Even if you can still do good deeds to gain merit, it is still a long way off.

It is estimated that even if you reincarnate for thousands of years, you can't get a fraction of the merit required to become a saint.

So the saints had drawn a huge pie from the beginning.

Let the endless Xiqi creatures yearn for it, but it just gave them an unrealizable hope.

Emperor Xin had seen through the faces of the saints.

But the human way of cultivation is different. Everyone becoming a saint is not a joke.

Time passed slowly.

The saints suppressed the fate of Xiqi, which made the fate of Xiqi more condensed.

The Yin and Shang Dynasty also did not have any major events for a short time.

However, the pattern of the entire prehistoric world was quietly changing.

In addition to Xiqi, the endless creatures practiced the human way of cultivation and made some progress.

The luck of the Shang Dynasty also began to gather strands.

Now it can barely maintain the consumption of the scars of the Great Dao.

In this way, Emperor Xin was not in a hurry.

Instead, he began to think about the follow-up while preaching.

He was just a mortal, and his calculations were not as good as those of a saint.

Therefore, Emperor Xin had to think over and over again.

He was afraid of missing something.

"My king, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Wen Zhong came slowly and watched Emperor Xin light the candle, and his heart was also heartbroken.

He understood how heavy the burden on Emperor Xin's shoulders was.

"Is it very deep?"

Emperor Xin came back to his senses, and it had been a long time since midnight.

He sighed and felt exhausted.

Wen Zhong, who was standing by, felt a little distressed.

"My king, why don't you take in some concubines to serve me."

Before crossing, Daji entered the palace and seduced the king to kill the harem.

It can be said that at that time, Daji was the only one around Emperor Xin.

Now that Emperor Xin has awakened and executed Daji, he has not taken care of this matter.

Now that he heard Wen Zhong's words, Emperor Xin finally reacted.

"I didn't expect to become a lonely man, haha."

He stood up and made a simple movement, saying:

"The matter of taking a concubine is not urgent for the time being, I still have important things to do."

Women? Haha, it will only affect the speed of my sword drawing.

If he succeeds in transcendence, Emperor Xin will definitely have three thousand beauties by then, but now

"Ah, gentle land, hero's tomb."

Walking out slowly, Emperor Xin came to the outside of the hall, looking at the sky full of stars, and his heart was very emotional for a while.

"That should be Taiyin Star."

With a bitter smile, Xihe was also miserable.

Suddenly, the true body of killing slowly condensed, and in this night, a killing god soared into the sky.

Emperor Xin looked down at the prehistoric land, and there was no end in sight.

Prehistoric, I will not let you break, I will not let Hongjun's conspiracy succeed.

He made a vow in his heart, and then said to Wen Zhong:

"Go and tell Zhen Yuanzi that the prehistoric world cannot be broken no matter what, otherwise his chance will end."

"Yes, my king."

Watching Wen Zhong leave, Emperor Xin smiled.

"Hehe, if Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals, becomes a saint, I wonder if you, Hongjun, can still sit still?"