God Pet Has Opened Up For Me Again

Tao Jing took a deep breath and said: "Master Qianhu, there is no need to provoke me. If there was no matter about Tongcoff Gorge, just because I have to be controlled by Chaotian Division, I would leave tomorrow morning!"

We scholars should not be offended by this!

"But with this happening, you can't drive me away even if you try."

"Don't worry, during this period of time, I will not use the so-called integrity of scholars to disgust you. As long as it is beneficial to the general situation, I will definitely cooperate with any orders you have."

"But! When the Northwest War is over and the Tongcoff Gorge is settled, I, Tao Jing, will resign immediately and return home!"

Do you want to leave? Are you dreaming? How could the Northwest War end so easily? And if the imperial court adopts its own plan, it will form a long-term confrontation with the King of Jin.

Not to mention the Tongcoff Gorge, it is cyclical, and the destruction of the domain is an explosion cycle... I'm sorry, it may be longer than your Tao Jing's life.

This guy has a bad temper, but he has integrity. And this is a person who has the great opportunity to "condensate the holy blood", how could he let him go so easily?

Then... you have to work seriously for decades under Ben Qianhu?

Sun Changming smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "I would like to thank Mr. Tao first." Then Sun Changming suddenly asked with sullen eyebrows, "I wonder if your wife is suitable for marriage? Are you educated, sensible and dignified in appearance?"

Tao Jing was furious and rolled up his sleeves to fight him. Sun Changming had already fled far away: "Tsk, this old idiot can't take a joke."

Naturally, Tao Jing couldn't catch up, and he was breathing heavily. Sun Changming's voice floated from far away: "This mountain temple must be protected to avoid accidents."

Tao Jing had this intention for a long time. In the past, he was worried that his practice of "evil magic" would be exposed, but now he no longer has this worry. He replied angrily: "You don't have to worry, I will buy this place tomorrow and surround it to prevent outsiders from entering or leaving at will."

Sun Changming nodded, left the mountain temple and returned directly to Wangyun Cliff.

When it was almost dawn, he was already lying in the room of Wangyunya Baihu House. Normally, Sun Changming couldn't sleep at this time, but for some reason today, he fell asleep while lying on the bed.

In his daze, a shocking roar suddenly woke him up.

Sun Changming sat up dreamily, looked around, and his eyes were confused: he was sitting in a patch of dense grass, surrounded by desolation. The vitality of heaven and earth in the air was extremely rich and lively. It seemed that it would automatically penetrate into the body without practicing. .

But Sun Changming clearly felt that the spiritual energy in his body was calm, and he had not really received the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Dream?"

Immediately afterwards, a strong wave came from the distance, and the ground rolled like a wave.

Sun Changming vaguely saw a huge creature in the distant mountains, shaking its head towards the sky. He floated up into the air, and the strong fluctuations swept over him, but passed through his body without any impact.

Sun Changming turned his head and looked in that direction. The mountains were rolling up and down, but there was a giant beast among them, which was even higher than the mountain peaks!

It stood upright, shaking its body, and its long black and gray hair spread out, covering a small village at the foot of the mountain.

The humans in the village cultivated slash-and-burn farming and were self-sufficient. Although they were poor, they were happy. Those long hairs flew over the sky and covered the sky. People fled in fear, but no one was spared. They were all entangled in a demon hair and dragged back.

Screams, cries, and roars were heard all the time.

Dozens of people were the first to be rolled over. The big demon grabbed it and squeezed it in his hand. Blood flowed down between his fingers. The big demon opened its mouth and drank deeply!

He drank human blood, threw away the broken corpses, captured dozens of people again, and squeezed out the blood again...

Some of the broken corpses fell in front of Sun Changming. It was a human face, with eyes, nose, and ears squeezed together!

Some strong young men roared and stabbed the monsters with the stone spears in their hands, but they could not even penetrate the monster hairs, let alone save themselves and their tribesmen.

More than a hundred people in a small village were quickly massacred! And the reason is just because the big demon passed by and felt thirsty. There was a big river next to it, but he felt it was not as sweet as human blood.

After quenching his thirst with human blood, the big demon took away his magic, shrunk his body, and continued on his way as if nothing had happened, refreshed and contented.

Sun Changming gritted his teeth and was furious when he saw it, but he knew very well that all this was a shadow of the past, and he couldn't do anything.

As the big demon figure gradually moved away, everything around him became blurry. Sun Changming's eyes blurred, and he came outside of a large tribe again.

Their settlement was built on the mountain, surrounded by high walls with stones and wood based on the terrain.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a monster with a goat's head and human body, with scarlet eyes and a mouth full of fangs. He held a shepherd's whip in his hand and drove a group of half-goat and half-wolf monsters past.

The swarms of monsters and beasts all over the mountains and plains made the tribe extremely nervous. They immediately closed the gate and pulled up the suspension bridge. The whole tribe climbed onto the wall with weapons in hand and looked out warily.

The sheep demon suddenly saw the tribe and was overjoyed. He made a strange sound and waved his whip to drive the monster beasts towards the tribe.

Sun Changming understood what the sheep demon said: What a piece of pasture!

There were hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts in the horde. The tribe fought bloody battles, but they could only hold on for less than a quarter of an hour before being overwhelmed by the endless horde of demonic beasts!

Thousands of people in the tribe were simply not enough for those monster beasts to devour. Several monster beasts bit a person at the same time, tore them apart with all their strength, each pulled off a piece, and devoured him crazily!

These monster beasts were like locusts, passing by the tribe and leaving nothing behind.

Sun Changming looked up to the sky and sighed. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand how difficult it was for the human race to survive in that ancient era. How great it was that the ancestors were able to reverse destiny and become the masters of this world!

The hundreds of thousands of monsters in front of him gradually became blurry, and Sun Changming found himself on top of a majestic city wall built of huge stones.

The humans in the city have learned how to practice and can forge powerful weapons and armor.

Teams of human warriors are quickly ascending to the top of the city to support their companions guarding the top of the city.

Outside the city wall, several large demons were pressing down. The demon soldiers, mixed with large groups of demonic beasts, were rushing towards the top of the city crazily. The demon soldiers are like the tide, and the city wall is the river bank. Every time the flood hits, it will be smashed into pieces, but there will always be some "tide" rolling up the city, causing a large number of human deaths.

Sun Changming suddenly heard a loud shout. He looked back: a nine-foot-tall human warrior was standing on the top of the city tower. He pulled out the rough giant sword behind him, jumped down in the air with it held high, and smashed it hard. Falling into the demon soldiers below, he waved his giant sword, leaving a huge ravine a hundred feet long in the demon soldiers!

The scenery in front of me faded again, as if that terrible suffering was gradually drifting away from the current human race in the long river of time.

Everything around him condensed again, but was covered with a faint blood-red color.

The ground beneath our feet has collapsed, surrounded by broken peaks. Four large rivers have blocked their flow and flooded the place. An even more powerful force has sealed the void, and no existence can intervene.

This is a dangerous battlefield.

Floating in the center of the battlefield were the two sides dueling.

On one side is an ancient monster with a breath that reaches the sky. He has three heads, a bull's head in the middle, a raised snake head on the left, and an illusory fanged ghost head on the right!

His body is as majestic as a mountain, with black hair all over his body, except for a narrow strip of white in the middle of his back.

Infinite demonic power, mixed with the power of death, rolled over him.

In his hand he held a strangely shaped spear tightly. The handle of the spear is a thick and long bone, and the spearhead is a polished dark red translucent gem. The souls of hundreds of tribes are imprisoned in it, constantly making shrill roars.

Sky Digging Spear!

Sun Changming's heart moved: Then this big demon is... Kui Ming!

The sky-digging spear in Kui Ming's hand continued to explode with balls of light, which was the murderous aura condensed into substance.

But Sun Changming saw that the spear handle looked familiar—it was exactly the same as the bone he found in the magma lake!

Opposite Kuiming stood a human warrior.

He wore a battle robe of tiger demon skin and a battle helmet carved from the skull of a demon dragon. There were scars everywhere on his body, and blood poured out uncontrollably from everywhere, falling on the ground drop by drop.

His face was plain rather than handsome, like that of every ordinary human being.

Although his body was covered with scars and his face was full of fatigue, his eyes were exceptionally bright, with fighting spirit blazing in them and no intention of backing down!

His sword had broken, leaving only three feet long, and the broken pieces of iron were scattered across the ground.

Kui Ming raised the sky-digging spear in his hand, and pointed the dark red spearhead at the Huanlong clan. The innocent souls of hundreds of tribes seemed to rush out, roaring and devouring his body.

"You miscalculated." Kui Ming's voice sounded, as if he could dominate this world: "If you can endure it for another hundred years, even I will not be able to reverse the situation!"

Huanlong said firmly: "Patience? What you mean by patience is that you want me to watch you spread across 30,000 miles and massacre 7 million people of my clan along the way?"

Kui Ming laughed loudly, and the sound shook the sky: "Hahaha, this is a conspiracy! I am here to make you watch your clan members being killed. If you can't help it, come out to fight and I will interrupt you." The destiny of the human race is rising; if you hold back, I will be able to slaughter you and go back with great power. The human race will suffer heavy losses and their ambition will be frustrated. The rise of destiny will still be contained. Fight for more for our clan. Three hundred years of time!”

"But if I were you, I would be patient! It is not difficult to choose between dormant for three hundred years and being cut off from luck."

Master Huanlong shook his head slightly and tightened his grip on the broken knife in his hand.

"Patience? We won't endure when our people are being slaughtered, because we have emotions! We are human beings!

Unlike you, they are just a bunch of smarter beasts who can only hurt others.

Do you understand, there is no essential difference between you and monsters when things hurt their kind? "

Kui Ming laughed evilly: "When death is imminent, all I can do is talk hard!"

The sky-digging spear suddenly thrust out, and the broken knife came forward boldly!

Sun Changming saw the most exciting part of this battle, the great sage of the monster race and the hero of the human race, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the sun and the moon lost their light. Although he knew the outcome of this battle very well, Sun Changming was still excited, and at the same time he had a trace of luck in his heart, hoping that the final winner would be the Huanlong clan.

But in the end, when the dust settled, Kui Ming knelt on the ground, the snake's head was chopped off, and the ghost's head was completely annihilated. On the only remaining head, one horn was broken, and both eyes were completely blind.

A huge wound was made on his body by the short knife, and several pieces of internal organs were dragged on the ground.

But he won. Huanlong had fallen, and his head was in Kuiming's left hand.

"Hehehe..." Kui Ming laughed in a low voice, and the louder he laughed, the louder the voice gradually shook the world: "If the Huanlong clan is defeated, the human race will be trampled under our feet forever. You can eat whatever you want and kill you if you want. kill!"

He held the sky-digging spear in his other hand and tried to stand up - the moment he stood up straight, he felt that he could control this world!

But the head of Huan Long in his hand suddenly opened its eyes: "Idiot, you are no different from those monsters!"

Kui Ming was so shocked that he almost threw the head in his hand. His body also swayed and he sat down.

"You...you died in battle!"

The Huanlong family spoke again: "I am indeed dead. If I can't fight to death, how can I kill your underworld head? If I don't kill off your underworld head, how can I seize the majestic monster clan's great sage Kui Ming!"

A blood-red light floated out from his eyes, clinging to Kui Ming!

Kui Ming roared and fell down in pain. The human head and the sky-digging spear in his hands fell down.

"If we don't seize the Demon Clan's great sage Kui Ming, how can we sneak into the Demon Clan's ancestral land and destroy your blood sacrifice of Da Tian You Reincarnation!"

Kui Ming was completely shocked: "You all know? Who, who leaked our clan's top secret?!"

Huanlong's red light continued to erode, and he laughed loudly: "Guess!"

"The demon clan has been preparing for four hundred years to use the reincarnation blood sacrifice of Great Youtian to change the order of life in this world and put our clan under the demon clan forever. What a huge ambition!"

"Why are you doing this? Do you also understand that our clan must not be suppressed and will surpass your demon clan sooner or later!"

"You suddenly came out to massacre our clan, and you even publicized your so-called conspiracy. In fact, what you fear most is that we really stand up to stop you, because these seven million innocent souls are the last victims of your Great Youtian reincarnation blood sacrifice. Sacrifice!”

"Don't you know? The nineteen heroes of our clan are all fighting for this opportunity to seize one's body with one death and sneak into the demon clan to destroy the Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice."

"I'm lucky. If there was a fight, I wasn't the strongest one, but I won by drawing lots, hahaha!"

"Each of the other eighteen heroes cut off a piece of their soul and sent it into my body to help me cultivate the "Nine Extreme Soul Technique". This is the first soul technique in ancient times. You don't have the underworld head now, so you can't stop it. living!"

"No one of our heroes can be your opponent when fighting alone, but this just makes you relax your vigilance, and I have the opportunity to kill your underworld head. Otherwise, I really have no confidence in successfully seizing the body."

The blood-red light completely defeated Kui Ming's resistance and crazily penetrated into his head. Kui Ming roared in fear and unwillingness, but it only stopped halfway!

"He" stood up again, broke the Sky Digging Spear and threw it away, then looked at the vast territory of the human race affectionately, and staggered towards the direction of the demon clan...

Everything in front of Sun Changming's eyes slowly turned dark.

Then, in the middle of the darkness, another hazy picture gradually lit up, like a baby that had just opened its eyes.

In the ancient temple of the human race, the flame symbolizing the inheritance of destiny is burning brightly on the altar. The old and wise high priest held an earthen jar.

Nineteen human heroes, tall and heroic, each stepped forward and pulled out a bamboo stick from the clay pot.

Finally, they formed a circle and showed the bamboo sticks in their hands to compare with each other. The one in Huanlong's hand was obviously longer.

"Hahahaha..." He looked happy and laughed heartily.

Among the other eighteen people, some threw the bamboo sticks on the ground in anger, some sighed silently, and some shouted: "The Huanlong clan is not strong enough..."

Huanlong said angrily: "Come and fight with me!"

The high priest opened his hands and pressed lightly, saying: "This is the fate of our family...".

The picture dimmed, then lit up again, and the Huanlong family was already standing proudly in the flames of the altar. Eighteen human heroes knelt down neatly on one knee.

The high priest held a bone dagger, grabbed out their souls one by one, cut off one of their souls, then praised them with his mouth, held them in his hands and sent them into the flames...

The eighteen heroes trembled in pain, but remained silent. They looked at the Huanlong clan in the flames with envy and even some jealousy...

Finally, everything turned dark again, and Sun Changming slowly opened his eyes.

All of this is probably recorded by the obsession in the dark red stone.

Sun Changming felt his nose was a little sore. He rubbed it vigorously, then gritted his teeth to hold back.

It turns out that period of history is like this!

Nineteen of the most powerful heroes in the human race are drawn by lot to seek death.

The eighteen people who were not selected will each get a body! For a strong person of this level, this loss will cause them to be tortured for the rest of their lives, and they will never be able to recover. Even if they are reincarnated, they will be affected forever and will not be able to grow to more than ten years old. Reincarnation will inevitably Died young!

But they all did it without hesitation.

The most dangerous one is undoubtedly the Huanlong clan.

Kui Ming, who was taken over by the Huanlong family, ended up being eaten by his "own" descendants - I'm afraid it's not that these descendants were as cruel as the outside world said, but that they had discovered Kui Ming's true identity.

I am afraid that the soul of the Huanlong clan has not escaped.

Sun Changming felt a "qi" in his chest, not anger or hatred, but pride!

Our ancestors were generous!

He understood very well why the Huanlong clan did this. In that era, although the human race had begun to rise, the demon clan was still stronger than the human race, and there was no possibility of success in directly attacking the demon clan's ancestral land.

The Demon Clan's Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice has reached the final moment and only requires seven million innocent souls as sacrifices. If it continues to be delayed, the human race will really have no chance.

Even the so-called "Rise of Human Race's Destiny" is probably an illusion deliberately created by the Demon Race to paralyze the Human Race in order to complete the reincarnation blood sacrifice of Great Youtian!

With this illusion, they can make the human race "be patient" and let them harvest seven million wronged souls.

But why did the Huanlong clan become the loser in later human legends, and was this tragic past history submerged?

In a flash of thought, Sun Changming understood: the fate of the human race has been postponed for nine hundred years.

It should be that during these nine hundred years, the truth was lost, and many human races actually complained or even harbored hatred towards the Huanlong clan.

To this day, there is not a single temple dedicated to the Huanlong clan in the entire human territory, which illustrates this point.

Although Sun Changming was very rational before and did not resent the Huanlong clan, but when Danghua showed no mercy to this evil monster and loudly mocked the stupidity of the human race, he ruined the opportunity and postponed the rise of destiny for nine hundred years - Sun Changming was still very dissatisfied. It's comfortable, and it's undeniably uncomfortable.

But now, he completely understands: You are the ones who are stupid!

And I have been so stupid until now that I have no idea what great achievements our ancestors have accomplished! And you demon clan, what have you lost in this process!

"Just wait, after defeating the Nine Lich Courts, I will definitely sort out the historical data and rectify the names of the nineteen heroes of our clan!"

In addition, Sun Changming is also very curious: How did such a secret of the Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice become known to the human race?

Judging from the conversation between Kuiming and the Huanlong clan, it seems that there is a spy within the Yao clan. Who is it?

Sun Changming was not surprised that his "dream", like Tao Jing's, was only after he came into contact with the dark red rock.

"That huge stone was the heart of the Chuanlong clan back then!" Sun Changming had a clear understanding. The magma lake is the passionate blood of the Huanlong family back then, and the Yuanhua True Water is also formed from part of the remains.

But the Nine Frost Sand Crystal is the product of the natural purification of Kuiming's resentment.

The Huanlong clan is not dead, but Kuiming is the one who died.

The Huanlong clan is too powerful, and even though their remains have been transformed for millions of years, they still maintain some mysterious connection.

The dark red rock can maintain a certain connection with the magma, causing the ebb and flow of the tide like the beating of a heart. I think it may be related to other parts as well.

By following this rock, you should be able to find all the treasures that the remains were transformed into.

But Sun Changming didn't want to mine anymore - it was a heavy inheritance, and Sun Changming didn't want to measure it with money. Instead, it would be better to follow the ancient obsession in the dark red rock and leave all these legacies to Tao Jing.

There is no remnant soul in the remains, only obsession.

But the wool that Kuiming left behind—the Nine Frost Sand Crystals—must be dug out, not until they are white.

It was already dawn outside the window. Sun Changming stood up, but his mood was still uneasy for a long time.

Until noon, Sun Changming suddenly felt something strange, and he always felt that something was wrong, so he checked himself and found that the problem was with the second master.

A certain old girl who is often forgotten, madly activated the contact talisman last night!

Sun Changming winced: he was busy with Tao Jing's affairs last night, and seemed to sense something "unusual" on the second master's side, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

At this time, the ghost realm has disappeared, and the ghost market is deserted. At this time, Taoist Bat goes to drink with Butcher Zhang.

The second master sat up from the coffin and clicked on Lady Chun's contact talisman:

"Old pervert, you bastard! I'm going to be tricked to death by you again!"

"It's not that I always want to scold you, you really... are killing me. If I take your business again in the future, I will take your last name!"

"No matter how rich a local family is, it would be great to have the fourth realm in charge. But why is there a fifth realm in your job?"

"Reply quickly!"

"I'm stuck in Wusheng Gorge. I can't hold on for long. You need to find a way quickly!"

"Old pervert, let me tell you, the water in the Yan family is much deeper than you think. I have found clues. Come and rescue me quickly, otherwise you will not know anything!"

"Old pervert..."

The last summons had only one beginning, and it seemed to have been interrupted by some sudden change.