Supreme Violent Young Master

Tongtian and Yuanshi were stunned at first, but then they exclaimed in shock at the same time, "Eldest brother thinks that uncle-master Qingyang is doing this on purpose?"    

    

"Martial Uncle Qingyang is really good!" Justification and Reception clearly knew it was a trap, but they were still going to jump in. These two were too cautious. If they did not jump in, the path of buddhism would share the glory. They could not stand for this. If they jumped into this trap, the path of buddhism would not be compatible with fire and water, and they would only be fighting for the last sliver of destiny for the buddhist faith. "At the end of the oars, all you have to do is struggle bitterly!"    

    

"What should we do?" Yuan Yuan asked again.    

    

"There's no need to do anything, just wait for the great calamity to come! This battle will depend on the heaven and earth, so we will see who wins and who loses. " I sighed.    

    

At this very moment, I, your father, have already faintly felt something. The current Primordial Ruinworld is very simple, abnormally simple, and that is to look at the final battle between Chen Yuyang and the Heavenly Dao. Once Chen Yuyang wins, the Heavenly Dao's trajectory will naturally proceed according to Chen Yuyang's plans.    

    

It was at this moment that I suddenly felt a stir in my mind and sighed, "What a big stroke of fortune. Uncle-master Qingyang is indeed a big shot!"    

    

He waved his hand, and his father instructed, "Xuan Du, go outside the palace gates and welcome Mother Nuwa and her mount!"    

    

"Yes, I will do as teacher says!"    

    

"Big brother, what happened?" Nuwa was an unaffiliated figure of the Three Realms. Why had she suddenly come to your Immortal estate, big brother? " Tongtian was puzzled.    

    

"Uncle-master Qingyang is tied to a ring. Since he wants to follow brotherhood and sister-in-law's wishes, he must put in a lot of effort!" "?" I didn't answer Tong Tian directly, I only sighed lightly, but my eyes slightly glanced towards the northern Qingyang Island, my heart was filled with admiration, and my heart was filled with suspicion.    

    

As expected, not long after that, the Mage Xuan Du turned around and spoke respectfully to Three Purities, "Master, Martial Uncles, Mother Nuwa has sent someone over with an invitation. Please have a look, Master and Martial Uncles!"    

    

On the golden soup invitation card, a few lines of dragon patterns were constantly moving around. I laughed out loud, opening the invitation card, and a row of beautiful words appeared on the card, looking very much like Nuwa's handwriting, "Three months later, Nuwa Imperial Palace, Demon Clan Creation Ceremony, I hope senior apprentice-brother will come to enjoy this ceremony!"    

    

"What?" Upon hearing that, Yuan Xi jumped up and said, "Demon Clan Sect?"    

    

Tongtian creased his eyebrows, no one knew what he was thinking. The Demon Clan had chosen to establish a sect at such a sensitive time, and the power of the buddhist faith was flourishing. Once the Demon Clan was established, both sides of the buddhist path would have their days divided. If you gathered the demon flags together, then no matter if it was the heaven, buddhist or dao, countless disciples would fall to them.    

    

Especially Tongtian. At this moment, he had a strange expression on his face. He thought to himself helplessly, Qingyang, what are you thinking?    

    

The only thing that surprised the old man was that there were actually three Sect Leaders of the Demon Clan. The Saint of Demon Clan, Nuwa, was counted as one, while the Demon Emperor Di Jun, who had been hiding on Penglai Island for many years, was also counted as one. The most important thing was, the Red Cloud of the Five Great Zhuang Temple was also counted as one.    

    

"Second brother, third brother, what do you think?" I was dazed for a long time before I suddenly said this.    

    

Yuan Xi and Tong Tian both shook their heads. They really could not see the deep meaning behind the fact that Demon Clan was established at such a sensitive time. He looked at his father with a puzzled expression.    

    

I smiled bitterly, shook my head and said, "With three parts of the world, and three parts of Primordial Qi, I'm afraid that in the future, no one in the Primordial Era will have the power to start a war."    

    

Just like Chen Yuyang, he had forgotten about a race that had been silent for far too long. Therefore, in terms of Prehistoric Land, a great battle was about to erupt, and basically didn't have the slightest intention of slowing down.    

    

Three months later, in the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa was wearing a long white dress, which fluttered gently in the wind. Her long hair was tied up at her waist, and her beautiful face was filled with a slightly nervous yet courteous smile. Ever since Nuwa had become a saint, the Nuwa Imperial Palace had never been so lively and lively.    

    

Outside the Nuwa Imperial Palace, Jin Ming was extremely busy. However, today was a great day for his Demon Clan, and Jin Ming, the phoenix, felt delighted as well. That's right, today was the day that the Demon Clan was established. Once again, the Demon Clan had risen up, and it was time for them to stand on the stage once more.    

    

Inside the palace of the Nuwa Imperial Palace, Red Cloud, Di Jun, and the Eastern Emperor were all seated in a meditative pose, chatting about something.    

    

It had been a long time since Di Jun had been away from Penglai Island. Today, he was dressed in formal attire, which could be said to be the attire of the emperors of the Demon Clan back then. He was dressed in the Nine Dragons Black Gold Robe, wore a black feather belt around his waist, had a purple gold crown on his head, and wore royal boots beneath his feet. On top of that, Di Jun's face was even more handsome than a woman's. This was the aura of someone in a superior position like the Hierarch Demon Clan.    

    

In comparison, the red clouds were a lot more casual. Wearing a fiery red Yinyang Daoist Robe and a wine gourd on his waist, he had a bit of an old lady's face. In fact, deep down in her bones, Hong Yun still treated her as someone with Demon Clan. Thus, when Chen Yuyang came to find him, he immediately agreed to it.    

    

"This old sage has arrived!" Jin Ming's voice was very long and excited.    

    

The old man came from afar, riding his Single Horned Azure Bull. He had a face full of smiles, and he looked just like how he did in the past. However, his eyes were reserved, and he had an indescribable feeling of sorrow and joy. Nuwa and the other two quickly arrived at the door to welcome him. They were the senior apprentice-brothers of the Celestial Sect, after all.    

    

"Greetings, senior brother!" Nuwa and the other two hurriedly said.    

    

I also bowed. "Greetings to Junior Sister Nuwa, Junior Brother Redcloud, Junior Brother Di Jun! This Penniless Priest is being naggy today! "    

    

"Where is it? Eldest senior brother can come here. This little sister has touched a wall and is glowing with splendor. Eldest senior brother, please have some tea in your palace!"    

    

"The Saint of Primeval has arrived ~ ~ ~ the Heavenly Saint has arrived!"    

    

On the other hand, Tongtian today was a little strange. He was still dressed in a purple daoist robe, handsome and handsome, sitting upright on top of the Kui Cow. The four Immortal Slaying Swords were engraved on his back. However, beneath the green ox was a dazzling five-clawed golden dragon.    

    

"Greetings Senior Apprentice Brother Yuanshi and Senior Apprentice Brother Tongtian!"    

    

Mother Nuwa exchanged a few pleasantries with these two, then led them into the Nuwa Imperial Palace for some tea as well. Nuwa was extremely busy, but very quickly, Jin Ming's voice sounded out once again, "Taibai Jinxing has arrived!"    

    

Nuwa frowned. Taibai Jinxing was from the Heavenly Court, yet Haotian actually didn't come personally. This made Nuwa feel a little uncomfortable. However, Haotian was confident in his own identity, an Empyrean from the Three Realms, and right now, he was the one who had stopped the Master of the Heavenly Court. It was obviously not a good thing to see the Demon Clan Emperor back then.    

    

After all, they were the masters of the Heavenly Court, so it wasn't right for Haotian to bow when he saw Di Jun, and it wasn't right for him to not bow either. After all, he was a saint king, so Haotian had to contend with him for a long time before he finally decided to send Li ChangGeng out. It wasn't that he underestimated Nuwa, but rather that it was too hard to do.    

    

After frowning for a while, Nuwa put down the displeasure in her heart. After all, a saint's mentality was not something that ordinary people could compare with. If Haotian doesn't come, then so be it ~ ~ ~ It's no big deal.    

    

"Congratulations to the Empress for establishing your Demon Clan. The Heavenly Court has specially sent five hundred Peaches of Immortality. I hope that the Empress will kindly accept them!" Li ChangGeng said with a smile.    

    

"Sorry for troubling Taibai Jinxing, sit down in the palace!" After all, with their status here, it was already quite good for a saint to bring you into the palace and drink a cup of tea!    

    

"Many thanks, Empress!"    

    

Just as Li ChangGeng entered the Nuwa Imperial Palace, he saw two rays of golden light from the west. When Jin Ming saw that the two men from the west had also arrived, he couldn't help but say rather unhappily, "You are allowed to bring these two Saints here ~ ~"    

    

He knew from Jin Ming's tone that he was an unwelcome member of the crowd, but he still had to come. In front of him, his father, Yuan Xi, and Tong Tian all came and signed up. When the two of them arrived, they were directly reported out.    

    

"Greetings, Fellow Daoists!" Nuwa said somewhat coldly.    

    

Yu Ji was secretly enraged in his heart, but he tactfully continued, "Greetings, Junior Sister Nuwa. I am here to congratulate you on today's great day of Demon Clan and etiquette!"    

    

"Fellow Daoists, please enter the palace for some tea!" Nuwa's voice was as cold as ever. Without saying anything further, they entered the Nuwa Imperial Palace. Under the heavens, the Heavenly Dao Saint, also known as Nuwa, was built outside of the 33 Layered Heavens. The rest of the people were all living on this earth, so the Nuwa Palace seemed especially majestic.    

    

"Sky Emperor Fuxi has arrived!" Jin Ming's voice became agitated once more.    

    

The three Human Clan Sacred Emperors had not left the Fire Cloud Cave ever since they had reached the Dao. Since the Demon Clan had been established, how could Fuxi not have come? When Nuwa saw Fuxi, she immediately went to welcome him. Smiling, she said, "Elder brother, you've come. Please come in!"    

    

Fuxi nodded, clearly a little agitated in his heart. "Sister, such a big event, how could I not come? I never would have thought that I, Fuxi, would have the fortune to be able to see my Demon Clan flourish once again in this lifetime. It was clear that Fuxi was beginning to stutter.    

    

Fuxi entered the imperial palace of the Nuwa Alliance, and the other Saints were already seated within it. Fuxi saluted them all, but he quickly arrived before Tongtian and knelt down before him. He said respectfully, "Disciple Fuxi greets the Ancestral Master. The Ancestral Master, His Holiness, Longevity!"    

    

It had to be known that Fuxi was now a Sacred Emperor of the Human Clan and was also a saint. Even if he met a saint, there was no need for him to be so courteous. Tongtian was Zhao Gongming's teacher, but Zhao Gongming was Fuxi's teacher in the mortal world. Tongtian, who didn't dare to act carelessly, hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you and I know each other from the Violet Firmament Hall, there is no need to be so courteous!"