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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Five Eight Demons, the Great War

When Indra was having a headache because of Kuiniu's strength, a violent and ferocious demonic aura in the southeast of the prehistoric world had risen early and quickly became richer, making all living beings in the prehistoric world feel a palpitations and inexplicably uneasy.

Almost in the past and after, there were also terrifying auras rising in the other seven directions of the prehistoric world, and they were all filled with the aura of demons. The difference is that the eight-legged auras that spread across the prehistoric world seemed to have different attributes, either as sharp as Gengjin, as violent as thunder or as bloody as...

"Huh?" Almost at the same time, in the quiet room of the Creation Palace on Earth, Chen Hua and other saints in the prehistoric world who discussed dealing with the great catastrophe of the prehistoric world, all their faces seemed to be aware of them.

Yuanshi Tianzun said in disbelief: "The demon clan actually caused a great disaster so quickly?"

"The bird man, Jehovah, was only seriously injured by the Heavenly Master not long ago. Did he recover his strength so quickly?" I also frowned and said softly to himself in disbelief.

The Tongtian Sect Master, who had a slightly dark face, said coldly: "What's impossible? With such a big fluctuation and a strong demonic aura, who else will be there besides the demon clan?"

"It's meaningless to be entangled in this!" Nuwa, who shook her head, turned to Chen Hua with a slightly frown and said, "Tianzun, look at us now..."

Taking a breath, Chen Hua couldn't help but narrow his eyes and slowly spoke: "The real great catastrophe in the prehistoric world has arrived! Everyone, the demons are so powerful and their goals are absolutely not small. What we have to do now is to stop the demons' actions and prevent their attempts from succeeding."

"Eight powerful demons have appeared in all directions of the prehistoric world. These eight demons have almost all been my prehistoric creatures before, and even their disciples under the saints. Now, they all have the strength comparable to the demon king, that is, the strength of the two quasi-saints in my prehistoric world. Moreover, they are constantly gathering various demonic auras, and their strength is still increasing. To deal with them, they are at least two quasi-saints! We can't get so many two quasi-saints strong men in our prehistoric world!" Zhunti shook his head with a serious expression.

As soon as Zhunti finished speaking, the leader of Tongtian couldn't help but sneer: "Scatter the two quasi-saints quasi-saints in the prehistoric world to deal with the eight-sided demon clan? Zhunti, do you want to give the other party a chance to defeat one by one? Don't forget that there are many demon kings in the demon clan, and any of them are stronger than the ordinary quasi-saints of the two quasi-saints. Several demon kings join forces to barely entangle one of us saints."

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, are you saying that this is the demon clan's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain?" Zhunti immediately jumped and looked at the leader of Tongtian.

The Tongtian Sect Master who sneered, didn't say much, and Zhunti felt a little annoyed.

Nuwa, whose beautiful eyes flashed slightly, spoke: "Everyone, don't forget. We have discussed everything before and followed the dispatch of the Heavenly Lord. For this matter, let's listen to what the Heavenly Lord means first. The situation is urgent now, so everyone can't help but hesitate."

"Tianzun, what should you do about this matter?" I couldn't help but nod and looked at Chen Hua first.

The other saints also looked at Chen Hua and became silent for a moment.

Facing the gazes of the saints, Chen Hua pondered a little with a solemn expression and slowly spoke: "Everyone! I can say responsibly that the appearance of eight demons in these eight directions is definitely not a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. It must have been an intention that we could not imagine. Therefore, we should still stop them. However, the top strong people in the prehistoric world cannot be too dispersed. We should respond with a dignified teacher, so this is the safest thing."

"How can we stop the eight demons without dispersing our power? The words of the Heavenly Lord are a bit contradictory!" Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but shake his head and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of Tongtian sneered and said, "Yuanshi, let's talk about it clearly. The Heavenly Lord just said that the power of the top powers of the prehistoric world cannot be too dispersed, and did not say that he would not disperse to deal with the eight demons. However, there is a reasonable dispatch among them."

"Not bad! Let's listen to the arrangements of the Heavenly Lord first!" I looked at Yuanshi with a frown and then said.

Zhunti immediately said to Chen Hua politely: "Tianzun. Please continue talking!"

"Okay!" He looked at Yuanshi indifferently, turned his eyes to Chen Hua, who had looked at the saints, and then said, "Then let me talk about my arrangements for these demons in the eight directions. First of all, in the southeast, it is Kuiniu. Unfortunately, he met Bai Jun, Long Li, Honghua Holy Mother, and the subsequent appearance of Indra. Indra's chance to break through and become a quasi-saint strongman. With Bai Jun, Honghua and others, they can barely deal with Kuiniu."

This time, Yuanshi, who had a slightly disdainful mouth, did not speak. However, the Tongtian Sect Master next to him couldn't help but frown and said, "Tianzun, Di Shitian is just a quasi-saint who has just broken through. How can he be the opponent of Kuiniu, who is now controlled by the demon clan? Even if Bai Jun and the others are added, they may not be able to stop it?"

"It's just a mantis arm that is a chariot!" Yuan Shi shook his head and said.

Listening to Yuanshi Tianzun's words, Chen Hua looked up at him with a sudden sharp look and said coldly: "Peach mantis arm is used to drive a car? Yuanshi, my disciples of the Creation line are not that useless. Do you think I will joke about their lives? Even if someone among them unfortunately dies, that is their life. For the sake of all living beings in the prehistoric world, we must survive this great disaster, and even if there is any damage, it is inevitable."

"Everyone, don't forget when it is now! If you still have any intention of not damaging any of your strength, then I can tell you very responsibly that it is a delusion!" Chen Hua, as he spoke, glanced at the other saints with a flash of light in his eyes.

Facing Chen Hua's gaze, the saints who were trembling in their hearts couldn't help but look at each other with serious expressions.

"That's right! This great catastrophe in the prehistoric world is more terrifying than any previous catastrophe. I, under the Jie Sect, Zhao Gongming had already damaged the evil corpse before. The real great catastrophe in the prehistoric world has begun. I don't know how many people will fall, and I don't know how many people will die or hurt. If I cannot protect the prehistoric world, we are qualified to be called sacred?" The leader of the Tongtian Sect immediately said with a sharp look.

Listening to the words of the Tongtian Sect Master, the saints couldn't help but feel excited. Since ancient times, there have been many disputes among the saints. When did they share the same hatred and enemy like now?

"Tianzun! My disciples under the Jie Sect can be dispatched by the Heavenly Lord at will, and Tongtian is absolutely absolutely true!" Then the leader of Tongtian spoke up to Chen Hua seriously.

Seeing this, Zhunti, who was slightly hesitant, hurriedly said: "Tianzun, my disciples from the West, let them be dispatched!"

Lao Tzu and Nuwa also looked at Chen Hua, although they didn't say anything, but the meaning was self-evident.

At this time, Chen Hua looked at Yuanshi Tianzun silently. For a moment, all the saints looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

"My disciples under Yuxu are also allowed to be dispatched by the Heavenly Lord!" Facing the gazes of the saints, Yuanshi Tianzun, whose expression slightly changed, gritted his teeth and bowed to Chen Hua.

Looking at Yuanshi Tianzun's obviously unhappy look, Chen Hua, with a calm expression, said without caring, "Okay! There should be no problem with Indra, Honghua, Bai Jun and others in the southeast of the prehistoric world. There should be no problem in the moment. In the West, there are Lu Ya, Ran Deng and my disciple Kong Xuan. There will be no mistakes."

The aging of the words was involuntarily drawn to Zhunti.

"Don't worry, the Tathagata, Randeng and others will definitely deal with the West quickly, and then join us to kill the demons," facing Chen Hua's gaze, Junti said immediately.

Chen Hua nodded without commenting and then said: "The devil energy in the northwest of the prehistoric world must be the real demon race. It is undoubtedly the West's special ability to overcome the demons. He is undoubtedly particularly good at attracting fellow Taoists to take on a golden incarnation, and he must be able to deal with it."

"Okay, there is no problem!" Hearing the words and Zhunti looked at each other, he nodded and responded.

"The north of the prehistoric world, with the cold air, is water. I want to absorb it with wood and let Zhen Yuanzi go to deal with it," Chen Hua continued to speak, "Northeast, the thick air is rich, which is because the Huanglong Zhenren under Yuxu's sect is controlled by the demons. Water and wind can be supplemented by water and wind, and my sect will go to deal with it. In the east, the wood spirit is rich, which is the old ancestor of the dead wood, which is endless and immortal. You should use the Hunyuan metal fight to transform its vitality, so that Yunxiao can deal with it. The southern wind is densely filled with blood evil and is extremely difficult to deal with it. I want Yang Jiao to go, and use the blood evil spirit to overcome it, so I can see who is better in the fight between wind and thunder. As for the south, Hongyun is already there, and will deal with it. Everyone, do you have any objections to my arrangement?"

Listening to Chen Hua's arrangement, the saints couldn't help but look different. When they heard Chen Hua's last question, the leader of Tongtian immediately said first: "Heavenly Lord, is there some strong people who have been assigned to Caihua's sect?"

"Great righteousness of the Heavenly Lord! We naturally have no objection!" Yuan Shi, whose eyes flashed slightly, then smiled and bowed to Chen Hua.

He looked at Yuanshi with disgust and disgust, and hummed softly, the disdain on his face was very strong.

In response to this, Yuanshi, who had a brow, took a deep breath and turned his head away with anger.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but look at Chen Hua and said, "Tianzun, then I'll wait now..."

"Since the inner demon is so impatient to start a war with us and the saints in the prehistoric world, we naturally can't ask him to wait more!" Chen Hua, with his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, the saints who looked at each other could not help but breathe quietly and sharply.

...

Beihai, Xuanling Island, a cliff lingering on three sides of the fairy mist, surrounded by lakes, a small water-blue crystal-like table is placed on a white jade-like teapot and tea cup. The faint tea fragrance spreads, refreshing and intoxicating.

The Due Zhenren in a green robe and the Xuanling Holy Mother in a white robe sat opposite each other, chatting and laughing casually, and they seemed very contented.

"Huh?" The two of them, who had a look of movement almost at the same time, looked at each other and stood up with a serious expression.

The next moment, as the void fluctuated slightly, the two of them stepped into the twisted void and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, on the East China Sea, above the Three Lights Shenshui Lake, the sky standing in the air, looked at a vague figure deep in the Three Lights Shenshui Lake below, and couldn't help but look a little anxious with a slightly condensed look.

"Junior Sister Yunxiao, don't worry too much!" In a light and gentle voice, the Qinglian Daojun in a green robe came to Yunxiao and looked at the Three Lights Divine Water Lake with a slight flashing eyes: "Fellow Dao Ming practiced in these Three Lights Divine Water Lakes, and his injuries have long been recovered. Now, it's up to see if he has that opportunity. If he succeeds, he will truly transform and has a bright future. If he fails, there will be no loss."

Taking a breath, Yunxiao, who nodded slightly as he listened to the words of Qinglian Daojun, couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother, I really didn't expect that the teacher would pass on the master's magical powers. If the master brother cannot succeed this time..."

"The Taoist is destined to be passed on!" Qinglian Daojun, who shook his head lightly, smiled and said: "The teacher's supernatural powers are beyond our imagination. Since the teacher teaches fellow Taoist Gongming, he must have seen that fellow Taoist Gongming has the opportunity. Junior sister, you don't have to think too much. If the junior sister is suitable for this supernatural powers, the teacher will definitely not be stingy in teaching it."

When Yunxiao heard this, he shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, I dare not have any thoughts from him! It is the supreme grace that the teacher is willing to teach. If the teacher does not want to, he will have his own truth. Yunxiao can only be grateful to the teacher."

"What I mean is! The teacher always says that each has its own opportunities. For example, fellow Taoist Gongming is not my disciple of fortune, but the teacher is not reluctant to teach me the highest magical powers of my disciple of fortune. The teacher's heart, the vision is not within our reach!" As the Taoist Qinglian spoke, he spoke with a deep admiration and respect for Chen Hua.

Yunxiao, who nodded, couldn't help but smiled slightly, "It was the teacher who gave me some careful guidance and did not hesitate to teach the Dharma, which made my younger sister devote herself to joining the school of creation. Being able to join the school of the teacher was the most correct and proud choice that I had back then."

"Haha! I remember that in the prehistoric times, many creatures came to Penglai Fairy Island to listen to the teacher preaching the great way. It was then that I joined the teacher!" Qinglian Daojun also smiled a little emotion: "Do you know that my essence is a twelve-grade Creation Green Lotus on Penglai Fairy Island, which is the top treasure in the prehistoric times. However, the teacher had no slight covetousness towards this. Who can do this in the prehistoric times? "

While talking, the Qinglian Daojun's eyes flashed with remembrance, and his whole aura changed quietly.

"Huh?" Feeling the change in the aura of Qinglian Daojun, he turned his head to look at Qinglian Daojun's slightly lost appearance, and Yunxiao's beautiful eyes couldn't help but shine.

The next moment, Yunxiao, who raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at the Palace of Creation not far away, and then flashed into a stream of light and entered the Palace of Creation.

"Teacher!" In the hall of the Palace of Creation, Yunxiao, whose figure was frozen, couldn't help but salute respectfully to Chen Hua, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed.

"Yunxiao. The great catastrophe of the prehistoric world has arrived. The demons are acting in great force. The demon generals from all directions appear. For the master, you can quickly deal with the Eastern demon general, the Old Ancestor of Dead Wood," Chen Hua looked at Yunxiao and spoke seriously.

Yunxiao, who was stunned for a moment, reacted slightly and responded respectfully: "Yes! Teacher!"

"Yunxiao, be careful! If you can't do anything, protect yourself and don't take too much risk!" Chen Hua said immediately.

Looking up at Chen Hua, Yunxiao felt warm in his heart. After a little silence, he nodded slightly and turned and left silently.

Seeing Yunxiao leave, Chen Hua couldn't help but sigh, and turned to the Palace of Creation, came to the void above Penglai Immortal Island, and looked at the Qinglian Daojun whose eyes were slightly closed on the lake of the Three Lights Divine Water with his whole body emitting a mysterious aura.

"Is the time here? I just don't know if my disciple has this opportunity!" Chen Hua murmured to himself, looking at Qinglian Daojun's eyes full of anticipation.

...

In the eastern part of the prehistoric world, near the East China Sea, there are no high mountains and steep mountains, plains, lush grass and trees, and many human tribes are distributed in scattered areas.

On the endless grassland, the wind passes through the blue waves, giving birth to a vibrant color.

Amid a whistle and shouting, a black line swept across the sky in the distance. In the blink of an eye, it was a group of people riding horses or other strange beasts. Judging from their dress, wearing animal leather jackets and carrying bows and arrows, they were obviously a group of hunters.

With a "bang" sound, a handsome young man bent his bow and shot a black arrow out.

The black arrow flew out like lightning and shot a rabbit eating grass on the grassland, pinning it to the ground, and blood slowly spreading on the ground.

"Okay! The young patriarch is good at archery!"

"The young clan leader is amazing!"..

A wave of compliments and cheers sounded, causing the handsome young man to look at his face to be contented.

"Hold!" The handsome young man riding a strange beast like a black tiger, with his legs clamped his tiger body, rode the strange beast like a gust of wind to the shooting rabbit, leaning over and picking up the shot rabbit.

However, the next moment, the handsome young man looked at the rabbit he was holding up and his face changed. He saw that the rabbit had turned into a shriveled rabbit mummy at some point, without a trace of blood.

Without waiting for the handsome young man to think about it, a black vine shot out from under the ground below, passed through his abdomen with the painful roar of the black tiger beast, penetrated from his back, and swept towards the handsome young man.

"Ah!" The handsome young man who felt his whole body tightened, felt a bone-broken pain spread throughout his body, a chill and a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart, and the next moment he lost consciousness.

"Young clan leader!" Looking at the handsome young man who was wrapped in black vines and his body quickly dried up, everyone who rushed over couldn't help but stop their crotch mounts one by one.

"Who? Who? Who is the monster? How dare you kill us...the young tribe leader...uh!" A frightened and panicked voice sounded, but then he suddenly stopped. The knight who was talking was already penetrated by a long black vine through his chest.

However, the long vine passed through its chest without a trace of blood. The slightly stiff knight still had a look of horror on his face. The next moment, his whole body trembled like a rotten wood and turned into pieces and sprinkled.

"No!" The knights around him were shocked to see this scene and their faces turned pale and became messy.

Immediately afterwards, long black vines shot out from under their desperate eyes from the surrounding ground, like sharp arrows, surrounding the knights.

‘Ah...’ ‘Roar...’ A scream and the roar of the mount, in the blink of an eye, all the people and mounts turned into ashes and sprinkled on the ground. The strange way of death really made people feel terrified.

Next, more black vines shot out from under the earth and danced freely in the void. The plants on the endless grasslands that were triggered were growing wildly, turning into powerful tools for killing people. I don’t know how many grassland animals died and turned into waste materials that nourish the growth of plants.

"Hehe..." The low and hoarse laughter echoed, and the entire grassland quickly turned into a crazy killing machine and spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, death was coming. The plant vines that seemed to be infinitely viable seemed to turn into the sickle of the god of death.

At the same time, over the endless grassland, the terrible evil spirits and resentment also rose and gathered like steam, and the terrible aura alarmed the sentient beings in the prehistoric world.
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