Hong Huang: The Three Pure Ones must also call me Second Uncle

Hong Yuan saw the Heavenly Dao appearing, and finally couldn't help but speak: "I thought you had forgotten it?"

As Hong Yuan's voice fell, the sky suddenly appeared with the power of merit.

The next second, they fell on the surviving creatures of all races.

That was the power of merit of all creatures who killed the fierce beasts in this battle.

Since the fierce beasts were transformed by the evil spirit, destroying them would naturally be beneficial to the prehistoric world.

And the fierce beasts also had a lot of Chaos Demon God's flesh and blood, and after they fell, they could also make up for part of the deficiency of the prehistoric world.

So in order to reward everyone's merits, the Heavenly Dao would naturally give merit.

Why didn't it give merit when it was killed before?

Of course, it was because it was the most dangerous time of the catastrophe, and the Heavenly Dao naturally couldn't choose to give merit at this moment, so it was delayed until now when the war was slightly over.

The creatures of all races felt the power of merit that fell on them, and they suddenly realized it.

It turned out that Heaven was rewarding them for killing the beast.

So the creatures of all races burst into tears, all grateful for the greatness of Heaven.

With this merit, the injuries suffered by the creatures of all races recovered quickly.

Even their strength was improved to a certain extent.

Among them, the merits of the Hunyuan Golden Immortals such as Luohou and Yang Mei were the largest.

The injuries they had suffered were recovering rapidly at this time.

Yang Mei looked at the merit power in his hand and couldn't help but sighed: "It's a pity for Fellow Daoist Hunpeng. If they could live until now, I'm afraid it would be easy to enter the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal with this merit."

However, the catastrophe is like this, life and death are determined by fate.

Only those who survive are qualified and have a future.

And Shen Ni, who was in the mother nest of the beast, saw the scene of Heaven's merit falling, and his face suddenly changed.

He really didn't understand why Heaven's merit would fall to all races.

Could it be that his beast clan deserved to be killed and died? !

Qiongqi also cursed on the side: "This heaven is really unfair. Why do they have merits, but my beast clan has none? This is still heaven, can this still be called merit?!"

Although Shen Ni was angry, he still kept his sanity.

At this time, he couldn't help but regret letting Yang Mei and others leave.

With this merit, I'm afraid their recovery time will be greatly reduced, and they may even go further.

Thinking of this, Shen Ni also hurriedly urged Qiongqi and others.

"Hurry up and absorb the resentful energy between heaven and earth, and break through to the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian as soon as possible. If possible, let those Daluo Jinxian peaks of my clan break through quickly!"

After that, Shen Ni hurried back to his own training place.

He wanted to try whether he could break through to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in one fell swoop.

If he could, he would win this battle!

If not, I'm afraid it's hard to say who will win or lose.

As Shen Ni entered the cultivation, Qiongqi and others finally realized the seriousness of the matter. So after passing on what Shen Ni said, they also hurriedly began to practice in seclusion.

For a while, as all the races and fierce beasts calmed down and concentrated on breaking through their cultivation, the prehistoric world actually fell into a long-lost quiet time.

In an area not far from Mount Xumi, Cuiwei and Han Su sat there in a daze, their eyes full of bloodshot, looking quite decadent.

Beside them, there were boys with serious injuries.

Although the merits bestowed on them by the Heavenly Dao were not small, no one was happy about it.

They just sat there without saying a word, and some even had red eyes and couldn't stop crying.

In this battle, they lost nearly two thousand people.

At the beginning, there were three thousand boys and girls, but now there are only a little over a thousand left.

This is because they have many magic weapons.

They knew the horror of the catastrophe, but they didn't know it would be so terrible.

As soon as they close their eyes now, they can think of the other boys and girls who died in front of them.

Especially Cuiwei and Hansu, they are the most uncomfortable at this moment.

They really don't know how to face their master at that time.

A group of boys and girls followed them, and so many of them died.

In the Hongyuan Hall, there stands a huge mirror.

It shows the current situation of Cuiwei and others.

The boys and girls resurrected by Hongyuan are also accompanying Hongyuan, and they have also restored their porcelain doll-like appearance. When they look at the decadent Cuiwei and others in the mirror, they immediately lower their heads in shame.

They didn't expect that their master was paying attention to them all the time.

Not only paying attention to them, but also resurrecting them.

Thinking of the rude words they always said at that time, this also made aThe boys and girls suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

So they asked in a childish voice.

"Master, should we tell the elder brothers and sisters? It seems uncomfortable to see them."

Hong Yuan waved his hand casually: "No, let them be like this first. It's not a problem, and it's not the most important thing."

Hong Yuan couldn't help but pause when he said this, and his eyes swept over the boys and girls with some playfulness.

"The most important thing is that I heard that you have two faces? Why don't you let me see them?!"

Hearing Hong Yuan's words, the boys and girls immediately shrank their necks and didn't dare to face Hong Yuan's eyes.

"Master... we... don't dare anymore"

Hong Yuan looked at the well-behaved boys and girls in front of him. Who would have thought that they were all unruly and wild outside.

They were about to shove their heads into their butts with just a few words.

So polite, so well-behaved.

"I have something to ask you!"

"Master, you said that we will answer as long as we know!"

Then Hong Yuan hesitated for a moment and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Did Yang Mei teach you like that?"

After all, when Yang Mei came to visit, he also taught a group of boys and girls from time to time.

After all, as a Taoist master, how could he be such a despicable person.

So it can only be Yang Mei who taught.

Well, this is reasonable.

After hearing what Hong Yuan asked, the boys and girls were stunned at first, and then looked at Hong Yuan's expression cautiously.

This look made them shudder immediately.

So, he could only answer tremblingly: "Should...should be right"

Hong Yuan tapped the long sword in his hand lightly, and glanced at everyone disapprovingly: "Should be? Are you sure?"

"Master, you heard it wrong. What we said was exactly what the ancestor Yang Mei taught us!" The boys immediately reacted and hurriedly changed their words.

Hearing what the boys said, Hong Yuan seemed to have suddenly realized.

"So, I know, who else can it be besides him"

After a pause, Hong Yuan continued: "Forget it, don't mention this matter again in the future. If someone asks, you can just tell the truth!"

"We know!"

Outside the prehistoric world, the ancestor Yang Mei, who was practicing, suddenly stopped and scratched his head in confusion.

Why does the old Taoist feel like someone is plotting against me?