Honghuang: With a supernatural understanding, I have opened up three thousand demon worlds

The establishment of the Heavenly Court is indeed in line with the operation of the prehistoric world, and it has improved the ability of the operation of part of the heavenly way in the prehistoric world.

At the same time, it also means that Di Jun has truly become the Emperor of Heaven, obtained the status of the Emperor of Heaven in the prehistoric world, and mastered the power of the Lord of the prehistoric world.

However, it is hard to say whether this Emperor of Heaven will be recognized by others.

In the final analysis, the prehistoric world is still a world where whoever has the bigger fist can speak.

It is simply a joke to command all the creatures in the prehistoric world with just the status of the Emperor of Heaven.

Di Jun and Taiyi had rare joy on their faces.

Now, the demon clan has just been established, and many things have just begun.

The friction between the witches and the liches is only in a small range, and there is no real full-scale war.

The real full-scale war was after Hongjun's third sermon.

After all, when Hongjun is preaching now, who dares not to give Hongjun face at this time and go to war with other tribes, making the prehistoric world a mess.

Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa looked at the mature seventh gourd and put it away directly.

It's not that Nuwa wants to take it for herself, but Yuan Meng hasn't come yet. Yuan Meng is playing chess with Hongjun in the chaos.

Time passed slowly.

After the demon clan established the Heavenly Court, they began to win over other creatures in the prehistoric world. As for the strong ones, it's okay, but the weak ones who disagree will be destroyed.

This is how the demon clan handles it now.

Ten thousand years later.

Under Mount Buzhou.

An ancient altar appeared in the tribe of the witch clan.

There are endless avenue patterns engraved on it, and there are some sacrificial sounds. On the altar are the corpses of prehistoric alien species.

The blood soaked the altar, blooming with a bright glow. This is the sacrifice of the witch clan.

The twelve ancestor witches stood on the altar.

Twelve phantoms that stood tall and upright appeared between heaven and earth.

The bodies of the twelve ancestor witches.

"Heaven is above, we Emperor Jiang, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, Hou Tu, Qiang Liang, Zhu Jiu Yin, Tian Wu, Xi Zi, She Bi Shi, today we establish a clan called: Wu!! Control the prehistoric land, Heaven is the witness!!" The twelve witch ancestors spoke at the same time.

The voice cut through the prehistoric land.

All the prehistoric masters had intriguing looks on their faces.

The demon clan had just established the Heavenly Court and controlled the prehistoric stars, and the witch clan appeared and wanted to control the prehistoric land.

Isn't this going against the demon clan?

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In the Heavenly Court.

Emperor Jun and Tai Yi both looked a little ugly.

However, seeing those twelve reckless men, Emperor Jun and Tai Yi also had a headache, not to mention that they have now achieved quasi-saints and established the demon clan.

But facing those twelve reckless men is really a headache.

The most terrifying thing about the witch clan is naturally the terrifying flesh of the witch clan.

It was a headache for ordinary demons to break through the defense of the witches, not to mention the extremely powerful twelve witch ancestors.

In this regard.

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi were unhappy, they did not take any excessive actions.

Time passed.

Years passed by.

Yuan Meng returned to the prehistoric world from the chaos.

Hongjun also returned to his Zixiao Palace and prepared to preach for the third time.

After this sermon, Hongjun will be in harmony with the heavenly way.

Yuan Meng went directly to the cave of Nuwa and Fuxi in Buzhou Mountain.

This is a small world.

Fuxi and Nuwa have lived here since they were born.

"Daoyou Yuan Meng?" Nuwa looked at Yuan Meng who came out of the space and said with some surprise.

"Daoyou Nuwa, Daoyou Fuxi." Yuan Meng said with a smile. Fuxi naturally found out that he came out of the space.

Both of them are now in the early stage of the quasi-saint realm who have killed a corpse.

In terms of their future status.

There is no problem for Fuxi and Nuwa to call Yuan Meng Daoyou.

You should know that after Nuwa became a saint, even if she saw Hongjun, she would just call him teacher, without any greetings, let alone Yuanmeng.

"Daoyou Yuanmeng, here you go." Nuwa handed a black gourd to Emperor

Yuanmeng looked at the black gourd with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry to bother you, Daoyou Nuwa."

"Daoyou, you're too polite." Nuwa looked at Yuanmeng with some curiosity.

For Nuwa, Yuanmeng was too mysterious, as if he suddenly appeared in the prehistoric world.

Even Fuxi, who had the strongest deduction ability, could not calculate a single bit of information about Yuanmeng, and was even counterattacked.

"Daoyou, according to your strength, why haven't I heard of you?" Nuwa asked Yuanmeng with curiosity.

In Nuwa's eyes, Yuanmeng's strength was definitely much stronger than hers.

"Maybe I rarely show up in the prehistoric world." Yuanmeng said with a smile.

"Since we are destined to meet, why don't we discuss the Dao." Yuanmeng smiled and looked at Nuwa and Fuxi.

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, since you have said so, I have made a breakthrough recently, please give me some advice."

Then Yuan Meng began to expound on the Tao.

At first, Nuwa and Fuxi listened with great interest, but later they found that what Yuan Meng said was the simplest, most direct, and directly pointed to the origin of the Tao.

While they were shocked, they also began to write it down secretly.

Some parts that they didn't understand were also recorded forcibly to facilitate their understanding later.

Ten thousand years have passed.

Yuan Meng looked at Nuwa and Fuxi who were in the state of enlightenment: "You guard the spiritual treasure for me for ten thousand years, and I will give you a ten thousand year lecture, and the cause and effect will be cleared."

Then Yuan Meng left Nuwa and Fuxi's cave directly.

Came to Pangu Temple.

Inside Pangu Temple, Hou Tu looked at the blood pool in Pangu Temple with a trace of sorrow in her eyes. Where is the birthplace of the Wu clan?

Nowadays, the birth rate of the Wu clan is getting slower and slower, and the creatures born naturally need a long time to grow.

The biggest problem of the Wu clan now is the problem of reproduction.

At most, the population of the Wu clan is only tens of millions.

That's right, it's not over ten million, it's just that small.

The first and second calamities, a small-scale war is a war of hundreds of millions of creatures.

The population of the Wu clan is only tens of millions now, how can the Wu clan not worry?

"Your Majesty." Hou Tu looked at Yuan Meng who appeared in Pangu Temple and said with a trace of respect and surprise in her eyes.

"Yeah." Yuan Meng nodded and looked at the blood pool in the hall.

The blood pool is about to dry up, and it will probably be completely exhausted in a few epochs.

"Are you worried about the population of the Wu clan?" Yuan Meng said slowly.

Hou Tu's eyes lit up and she nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, do you have any ideas?"

Yuan Meng smiled and said, "You were all born from this Pangu blood pool. After all, the blood pool is limited. Why didn't you think of using your own blood to fill it? Although the potential of the witches born later will be lower, they are still witches after all."

Hearing Yuan Meng's words, Hou Tu's eyes lit up. This is indeed a solution.

As the ancestors of witches, they are fully qualified to use their own blood to give birth to a new witch in the blood pool.