All things in the world have yin and yang.

The sunny side of Pangumu Continent is the side where hundreds of millions of creatures reproduction and reproduction. The mountains and rivers are green, the wind and rain are good, and the land is plump and lush grass and trees are really a blessed place, which can best nourish the spirits.

But on the dark side of Pangumu Continent, there is always darkness here, with thick ice and snow everywhere, and huge rocks as rugged as canines. It is like a solid shade of wind, like a python, shuttled between the rocks with a sharp whistle, and rolled up large patches of black snowflakes and ice flakes hitting the rocks, making a dull and thunderous sound.

Here are countless earth veins, spiritual acupoints, and ever-changing glacier essences gradually settle into the earth veins, and are combined with the mellow and masculine earth veins, and are combined with the yin and yang of the earth veins, and are mutually replenished, which brings about endless opportunities for creation in the Pangumu Continent.

However, this extremely dark and cold terrain is also a place where dirt is hidden. Those ghosts and monsters who can't stand the sun, listen to the thunder, and touch a little bit of yang harmony, and countless rare species of poisonous insects and beasts that have remained in the prehistoric times all regard this place as a paradise and hide here quietly to rest.

The Primitive Demon Lord opened up a magnificent magic power with great magic power in the core area of ​​the Pangumu Continent, forcibly demonized tens of thousands of poisonous insects and beasts left in the prehistoric world, turning them into demons and letting them drive them.

He also extracted the power of the earth veins that were the most yin and cold to gather together with the Demon Palace, and used the Demonic Art to transform it into the most yin and evil demonic power. In the Demonic Art, he turned it into a huge pond, and killed countless creatures and injected it into a sea of ​​blood with demonic energy soaring into the sky. Every day, the Primitive Demon Lord quietly soaked in the sea of ​​blood to swallow the most yin and evil magic power, and refined the essence of the sea of ​​blood.

On this day, the Primitive Demon Lord who was soaked in the sea of ​​blood suddenly screamed hysterically, and countless blood rushed into the air, turning into blood thunder and bursting out, shattering the huge magical skills, and countless creatures that were forcibly demonized by him were blown away to death.

"San Peng, how dare you destroy my true body of Dharma Image? Let's... let's see!" The body expanded to a height of thousands of feet, and the original Demon Lord was covered with sticky and fishy plasma, cursing loudly in his fingers.

With his nature, he now wants to find San Peng Taoist, but the Primitive Demon Lord is extremely evil and cruel, but he is not stupid at all. His current strength has not yet recovered to one ten thousand of the peak period. The only fate of finding San Peng is that they will seal it again!

He didn't want to become a primitive demon seed without any mind, and was suppressed and sealed in the hearts of mortals. Then as the bloodlines of these mortals proliferate, the primitive demon seeds are gradually cut, torn apart, and divided and weakened.

"Let's go and see!" He roared in anger and angrily, and the Primitive Demon Lord sat back into the sea of ​​blood with anger. He narrowed his body to the size of an ordinary person, and sat quietly in the blood and fell into deep thought.

If you want to get all the primitive demons out of trouble, let these divided Yuanlings reintegrate into one, and restore the peak power of the primitive demon lord, you will have to kill all the human races in the Pangu world.

But the Primitive Demon Lord couldn't do it!

Not to mention that San Peng is now obstructed, Wu Bi, who was hard-working to support the Primitive Demon Lord, was easily killed; the huge first witch lineage is also being wiped out by a large army of aliens.

If you want to escape, you have to kill the human race; but if you want to kill the human race, the Primitive Demon Lord needs strength; but if you don’t escape, where does the Primitive Demon Lord come from? It’s difficult, difficult, and it’s really difficult. To support a person like Wu Bi again? But how easy is it?

If you have no demonic thoughts in your heart, you cannot be possessed by demons.

For such a huge human race, don’t look at the patriarchs of the big clans. The elders were all bewitched by the Primitive Demon Lord. They are still a little short of being completely demonized. Only the crazy and useless Chu Wu lineage is the best target for complete demonization. For such a huge human race, the Chu Wu lineage is also the only one, and there is no other semicolon!

Just as he was sad, a fragrant wind was slowly rolling from afar. The Primitive Demon Lord saw that there were ninety thousand miles of purple aura permeating the void. The fragrant wind was rolling in. A red-crowned crane with wings spread over the feet spread its wings and flew slowly towards this side.

On the back of the red-crowned crane, an old Taoist robe sat cross-legged quietly.

Silver hair, silver beard, and a kind face rounded like a silver basin. The old man sat quietly on the back of the red-crowned crane. Countless bright lights were shining through his body. These bright lights ran through the void, swaying slightly, as if the whole world was breathing and shrinking with these bright lights.

"Dao Ren Jun?" The Primitive Demon Lord recognized this face. He was so scared that he shivered all over, and suddenly jumped up and floated in the air, and he was ready to leave at any time. However, the Primitive Demon Lord was trembling all over. Obviously, he did not have enough confidence in his ability to successfully slip away.

"You admitted me wrongly, too?" The white-robed Taoist smiled and the red-crowned crane had already flew to the Primitive Demon Lord.

"If you think about it carefully, may you really not know my name?" The Taoist in white robe smiled slightly, took out a Ganoderma lucidum head made of black jade from somewhere and held it in his hand.

As soon as Ruyi came out, countless cold lights enveloped the void. The Primitive Demon Lord's face suddenly froze. He found that he could no longer move!

"You, you..." The Primitive Demon Lord looked at the Taoist without tears: "You cut me into pieces and cut my Yuan Ling into 1.296 million points, and then sealed it in the hearts of the human race... After so many years, these human races have given birth to grandchildren, grandchildren, and grandchildren have reproduced for thousands of generations, and their population has increased by more than ten thousand times?"

"My Yuan Ling has been cut and split again and again, and has been weakened and sealed again and again... If it weren't for the human race's hearts that had grown too many demonic thoughts, I would have no chance to escape... Over time, I might have been sleeping forever..."

"Daoist Jun, I finally have a glimmer of hope now, why do you have to fight each other?" The Primitive Demon Lord looked at the Taoist bitterly: "No matter what, I am also transformed by Pangu's evil thoughts, and you and I will eventually have a sense of incense."

"There is a passion for incense, but I am not a Taoist Jun." The Taoist looked at the Primitive Demon Lord with a smile: "Don't be stupid, take a closer look at who I am?"

The Primitive Demon Lord was stunned. He looked at the Taoist with deep eyes. After a long time, he suddenly exclaimed: "Taoist Fu! You, you, you, you were suppressed by Taoist Jun, and you have no chance to escape from eternal life. How could you be here?"

Taoist Fu grinned and said slowly: "If the great way does not move, I will naturally not be born... You are the Gonggong clan crushed Buzhou Mountain and set off a big flood. What are the purposes of someone attracting the saints of Panyu World?"

With a smile of 'hee', a trace of evil spirit spread on the round face of Taoist Feng: "If it weren't for the sake of getting out of trouble, why would I do such a great skill?"

With a loud laugh, the Taoist Fu put the wish in his hand on the forehead of the Primitive Demon Lord: "San Peng is my disciple. They said, you will be troubled with them all day long... From now on, you will live if you follow my instructions; if you are disobedient, you will die now! Let's choose yourself?"
Chapter completed!