Chapter 167 Karma, Golden Crow Enters the Primordial World

Youdu Mountain, Netherworld Palace.

"So that's how it is. It's a rare opportunity to have a trace of true spirit restored to freedom."

After hearing Huang Long's explanation, the Nine Nether Ghost Mother showed a look of realization.

Come to think of it, under the joint suppression of Hongjun and Tiandao, the true spirit will encounter thousands of difficulties to escape. It is already a very rare thing to be able to restore a trace of true spirit to freedom.

However, when she learned from Huang Long that Tiandao has become the only rule for the operation of the prehistoric world since ancient times, Hongjun also defeated Luohou, and now he has merged with the Dao, her shock became even stronger.

Who is this person? He was able to rescue a trace of my true spirit from the joint suppression of Hongjun and Tiandao under such circumstances? This is simply incredible.

The Nine Nether Ghost Mother can be sure that Huang Long is definitely not a figure from ancient times, and he is not even a congenital saint, but it is precisely because of this that she is even more unbelievable.

Born after Hongjun became a saint, under the watchful eyes of Tiandao and Hongjun, he can achieve such achievements today.

And rescued himself without Tiandao and Hongjun noticing.

Such a result, Jiuyou Ghost Mother could not understand.

"You will recuperate in the Nether Palace for the time being. I will continue to find ways to rescue more of your true spirits in the future."

Huang Long smiled at Jiuyou Ghost Mother, then took a step forward and disappeared from the Nether Palace.

Without the inheritance of Jiuyou Ghost Mother, it would be difficult for him to reach his current height. He must repay this favor.

It is not an easy task to rescue all the true spirits of Jiuyou Ghost Mother from the hands of Hongjun and Tiandao, and it needs to be done slowly.

...

Three thousand years ago.

A sacred tree flew out of the Sun Star and landed in Tanggu, Donghai.

The sacred tree stood between heaven and earth, red all over, covering the sky and the sun, emitting scorching heat, making people feel like facing the sun directly.

Above the treetops, there are ten huge crow nests, each of which is dozens of miles in size, filled with extraordinary mist and Tao rhyme.

There are nine golden birds living inside, each with three legs, gorgeous feathers, shining brightly, bathing in the hot golden flames of the sun.

This tree is the best innate spiritual root - Fusang tree, and the bird on the tree is Jinwu.

They are the sons of the Emperor of Heaven, the descendants of Di Jun and Xihe, and the spirits of the sun. They have a deep foundation and are comparable to some innate gods and demons.

Blessed by the luck of the heaven, they have the cultivation of Taiyi Jinxian just after they were born, and now they are even more perfect Taiyi Jinxian, and they are only a step away from fishing out the true spirit and achieving the Daluo fruit position.

They are born to be able to control the true fire of the sun. Even if they are born not long ago, their strength is so strong that there are few opponents among the Taiyi Jinxian who can fight with them.

If they join forces to form the Jinwu formation, it will be difficult for the early Daluo Jinxian to get any benefits from them.

This day.

The old uncle found that a crack appeared in the innate formation outside the Fusang tree at some point.

He was immediately delighted and called the other nine.

"Brothers, as long as we go out through this crack, we can leave here and go to the prehistoric world to play!"

"Brother, you didn't lie to us, right? When I was in Heaven, I heard that the prehistoric world is even bigger than Heaven, not to mention Tanggu, there are many interesting things, very exciting."

"Big brother, let's go out together to see the style of the prehistoric world."

"But... Father and Uncle Donghuang said that we should stay here and not leave no matter what happens..."

Old Ten Youwen was the most honest and said timidly.

The other Golden Crows also showed entanglement when they heard this.

Strictly speaking, the ten Golden Crows are only acquired creatures, but their roots are no worse than those of innate creatures.

This also led to their strong cultivation at birth, but their mental growth was extremely slow.

After so many years, their mentality is equivalent to that of human children of six or seven years old.

At this age, they are all very playful, and dare not disobey the instructions of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Three thousand years ago, after the human race's catastrophe ended, Di Jun realized that the demon race had no way back, and now he could only go all the way to the end.

If he succeeded, he would be the real emperor of heaven, and the saints would bow down to him.

But if he failed, the glory of the demon race would no longer exist.

He could not guarantee that he would succeed, and he had to prepare for failure in advance.

If the heavenly court really lost in the final battle with the witch clan, more demon bloodlines could be saved.

His own offspring naturally became the priority to be protected.

Moreover, the ten golden crows were only born not long ago, and they were not even Daluo Jinxian, so they would not play any role in the next battle.

So, Di Jun specially moved the Fusang tree to the East China Sea and set up a congenital formation.

Emperor Jun told the ten Golden Crows that they were still young and could not control the Sun's True Fire freely, so they should practice well in this Fusang tree.

When they practiced to the Daluo Jinxian and could control the Sun's True Fire in their bodies, they could leave this innate formation and go wherever they wanted.

He also warned them that as long as they had not practiced to the Daluo Jinxian, no matter what happened, they should not leave the Fusang tree.

But they were all children after all. They had stayed in the Fusang tree for more than 3,000 years and had long wanted to go out and see the prehistoric world. Now that they had the opportunity, they naturally did not want to miss it.

Now they have the method to leave, but they cannot leave this place. They all lowered their heads and looked a little sad.

But at this moment, the second son Zhonglang suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes and suggested:

"I remember Uncle Kunpeng said that the Wu tribe lives in the prehistoric land. As the princes of the heaven, we should share the worries of our father and mother."

"Although our cultivation is still low, it should not be a problem to burn a few Wu tribes after entering the prehistoric land.

"If we encounter a lone witch, we will join forces to kill him. Not only will we become famous in the prehistoric land, but we will also let all the people in the prehistoric land know the names of our ten brothers."

"If this matter is heard by the father, they will be proud of us and will not punish us for leaving the Fusang tree."

"Besides, who is the father? How could there be cracks in the innate formation he arranged? Maybe this is the test of our father! "

The rest of the Golden Crows were all very excited when they heard this.

If they could really become famous in the prehistoric world, they would not only be able to see the prehistoric scenery, but also be able to receive praise from Emperor Jun. Naturally, they were very excited.

You Wen was still a little worried. Before leaving, Donghuang Taiyi specifically told them to stay here and not cause trouble.

But the other brothers all agreed with Zhong Lang's proposal. In the end, he nodded and decided to go out and take a look.

But what he was thinking in his heart was to try to keep an eye on his brothers and not let them cause too much trouble.

The affairs of the Wu clan will be handled by the elders of the demon clan. They should listen to the instructions of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi and not cause trouble.

"Chi——! "

Ten golden crows flew out of the cracks, dancing excitedly over the East China Sea, with the scorching sun fire venting from their bodies.

The dazzling light made the sun invisible around, and ten suns appeared in the sky, creating a spectacle of the sun bathing the East China Sea.

Under the scorching sun fire, the temperature of the sea water rose rapidly, and soon a large number of aquatic creatures died. As soon as the bodies floated to the surface, they were burned to ashes by the sun fire, leaving no bones.

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

Looking at the wanton joy over the East China Sea, he did not notice how much sin he had committed.

Shangqing Saint frowned. The behavior of the golden crows could be considered as young and ignorant, not realizing that their appearance had caused any harm to the East China Sea.

But it could also be considered as a lack of respect for the creatures of heaven and earth!

In the eyes of Shangqing Saint, ten What the Golden Crow is doing now is exactly the latter.

He plans to wait for a while. If the ten Golden Crows do not restrain themselves, he will personally kill them and let them pay for their karma.

Unfortunately, the ten Golden Crows did not give the Shangqing Saint a chance to take action.

Although the ten Golden Crows are young, they also know that the East China Sea is the territory of the dragon clan, and it is also the location of the Taoist temples of the Shangqing Saint and the Huanglong Saint. How dare they stay here for a long time.

Especially Huanglong. When they were in the Heavenly Court, they heard a lot about Huanglong's legendary deeds.

Even among the demon clan, even if they are hostile, there are still many demon clans who admire Huanglong. This admiration has nothing to do with their position, but simply admires what Huanglong has done.

After staying for a while, the ten Golden Crows flew towards the Honghuang Continent.

Biyou Palace.

Seeing this situation, the Shangqing Saint He sighed helplessly and then retracted his gaze.

Perhaps this is also a ray of hope for the ten golden crows...

Guixu, Yunyin Taoist Temple.

Huang Long walked out of the Xiantian gourd vine and watched the ten golden crows approaching. After thinking for a moment, he waved his sleeves and displayed two magical powers.

Moving clouds!

Rain!

The next moment.

It started to rain heavily around Guixu.

No matter how fierce the sun's true fire was, it could not be affected by the rain at all.

The ten golden crows knew that this was Huang Long's work. The old ten and the young Wen showed some thoughtfulness and saluted towards the Skull Mountain. The other golden crows woke up from their dreams and saluted, and then hurried away from this place.

Watching the backs of the ten golden crows going farther and farther away, Huang Long sighed.

Ten thousand years ago, when the human race was in a great catastrophe, many races were innocently harmed and disappeared from the prehistoric times.

This is a A huge karma of cause and effect, even if the demon race has the blessing of the heavenly luck, it cannot completely eliminate this karma.

These karmas fell on the people closest to Di Jun, that is, these ten golden crows.

This is why the innate formation arranged by Di Jun himself has a crack.

Of course, this does not rule out the intervention of someone.

At the same time, the way of heaven also gave them a glimmer of hope.

If they can give up the temptation to go out and practice on the Fusang tree with peace of mind, they can naturally avoid death.

Or after they come out, they can control the sun's true fire on their bodies and stop killing, and they can also survive.

What a pity, they didn't do it.

However...

The death of the golden crow is not a bad thing for Huang Long. As long as it is used properly, the netherworld will be relieved.

At the same time, it can also preserve Di Jun's bloodline, which can be regarded as completing Donghuang Taiyi's request and repaying a karma.

Huang Long looked at the virtual shadow in the palm of his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and he came to the netherworld.

…

“Chiu——!”

Accompanied by clear cries, ten golden crows flew into the prehistoric continent.

Above the sky, a scene of ten suns suddenly appeared.

The temperature of the earth soared wildly, the grass and trees spontaneously combusted, the rivers dried up, and many spiritual places turned into ruins.

At the beginning, a large number of fierce birds and beasts that had not yet developed their intelligence and practiced cultivation could not rely on the scorching flames, and were burned to death one after another and turned into ashes.

As time went on, the weaker races gradually could not resist the scorching of the sun's true fire, and eventually their blood was dried up.

Some people even lost their races and their inheritance because of this.

The ten golden crows were reckless in the prehistoric world, and wherever they passed, the sea of ​​fire spread and all living things were destroyed.

They did not notice that those weak creatures could not even resist the flames naturally emitted from their bodies.

Only Lao Shi and You Wen vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but the difference in cognition made him not notice the death of the creatures.

This was like an ordinary person who would not care about the death of an ant or mosquito.

After thousands of years of reproduction and growth, the human race has recovered some of its vitality. Although the number is not as large as in its heyday, the individual cultivation is stronger.

But even so, under the burning of the ten golden crows, there were still heavy casualties.

Except for Kongtong Mountain, which was spared because of the protection of the three ancestors of the human race.

Only the tribes near the East China Sea and a few large tribes with several Taiyi Jinxians in charge could barely withstand the raging fire waves.

The karma python entangled with the fate of the demon clan became even bigger at this time.

The karma of the ten golden crows became heavier, and even a wisp of invisible and intangible calamity appeared, entangled in their spiritual platforms, making them blinded and their behavior more crazy.

Later, the ten golden birds flew towards Buzhou Mountain.

As they approached Buzhou Mountain, the witch tribes they passed by became more and more dense.

Several small and medium-sized witch tribes were annihilated into ashes by the true fire of the sun, and hundreds of thousands of witch tribes died and returned to heaven and earth.

With their spiritual platforms blinded by calamity, they became more and more excited and arrogant, and actually flew towards a large witch tribe.

Needless to say, the result was that they provoked a terrible existence.

A great witch showed his true body, which was ten thousand feet tall. He was burly and fierce. He took a step forward with a peach wood staff in his hand and came to the top of the ten golden crows and smashed them on their heads.

"How dare you, the little beasts of the demon race who haven't grown all their hair, come here? Today, I will stew you and eat you!"

This great witch was Kuafu!

Boom!

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the peach wood staff wrapped with the Great Dao of Wood collided violently with the True Fire of the Sun.

Although Kuafu was a great witch of wood, the Great Dao of Wood was originally restrained by the Great Dao of Fire and Gold.

The True Fire of the Sun was also the fire of the Yang, which was the flame that could only be cast by the Sun Star, as well as the lineage of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi. It was powerful and violent. Even if it was encountered by the ordinary Great Dao of Water, it could boil and evaporate it.

But a great witch was a great witch after all, a powerful existence that could rival the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and Kuafu was the best among them.

Kuafu's blow broke the combined force of the ten Golden Crows, and the Golden Crow formation was instantly defeated.

Even though they were protected by the formation, they still suffered serious injuries from the blow, and their eyesight also regained some clarity.