One disaster, billions of years.

Tonight is the last night of this catastrophe, and it is also the time when the next catastrophe begins.

It was exactly a complete disaster since the last time Xueyu Daozun fought against Hongjun Daozu, divided the world of prehistoric world, and fought to break through the universe.

The night wind is cold and the snow is fluttering.

In the enemy world, all the people in the world have been enslaved, and on New Year's Eve and during the New Year, they naturally have no qualifications to drink and cheer. Only monks from all over the world, gods and Buddhas, can reunite and drink and sing, which is so uncomfortable...

Among them, the Heavenly Palace is the most lively.

Deep in the white clouds, above the nine sky, is the Heavenly Palace.

A main hall located in the center of the Heavenly Palace.

The hall is majestic and vast, with a height of thousands of feet and a radius of hundreds of miles.

Tens of thousands of monks are located in the main hall.

The banquet was very rich, and it was not an exaggeration to say it was a wine pond and a meat forest.

From where the South Gate of Heaven is located, looking to the north, you can see the brightly lit and crowded scene in the hall.

The brothers of Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun sat on the throne.

Such as the Twelve Demon Lords, many ancient monks, and many great gods, regardless of whether they have or not the official positions of the Heavenly Court, they are gathered in the hall at this moment.

Looking around, I don’t know if there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars on the table…

The hall was filled with the fragrance of fairy wine.

When people in the world hear it, they will be drunk for three or five years. When they wake up, they will get the benefits of the fragrance of wine. Needless to say, they will prolong their life, but may be able to live for three or five hundred years, shocking their neighbors in the world.

In the past few months, it has been the most pleasant time for Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi.

It’s just because the leader of the sect has no trace and no news.

So many disciples under the leader's seat were not as arrogant as before and became calm.

In this way, no one questioned the authority of the Heavenly Court. Wherever the two Heavenly Emperors ordered, no one refuted the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and no one resisted the order.

So, on New Year's Eve, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi ordered the gathering of gods and Buddhas from all over the world to come to the Heavenly Palace to gather and drink, and the cultivators from all over the world came happily. If they changed the past, on this important day of alternating disasters, the disciples of the leader would naturally wait for the teachings under the leader's seat, but today they all came to the heavenly court.

The twelve Heavenly Venerables, Yun Zhongzi, Nanji Immortal Weng... These monks under the throne of the Yuanshi Sect Master were suddenly listed.

As for the demon cultivators under the throne of the Nuwa Sect Master, and the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave under the throne of the Taishang Sect Master, they were already present.

However, although the Master of Cunti had competed with Amitabha Buddha for a long time, he divided Buddhism into two and had received many disciples over the past billions of years, the Master of Cunti had no one in the Hinayana Buddhism. If Liu Yi took away the Sword of Hongmeng, there were at least eight Shuras under the Sarahs of the Hinayana Buddhism. The leaders of these eight Shuras were all masters at the level of the Heavenly Venerables. Among them, there was even a master at the level of Taoist level, known as the Bodian Demon King, also known as the Bodian Demon King, who was the first person under the Styx, who was in charge of the Eight Shuras for the Styx. In addition to the Great Demon King of Bodian, there were seven others, collectively known as the Eight Demon Kings.

However, at this point, these people were originally the devil kings under the Styx, but later oppressed and surrendered to Hinayana Buddhism by Cundi, but no one of them existed and I don’t know where they went.

In short, most of the masters in the enemy world are in the Heavenly Palace Hall.

Only the demon master Kunpeng, there are few monks here.

For example, the twelve demon masters, who are disciples of demon master Kunpeng, spent New Year's Eve with demon masters Kunpeng in the North Sea Monster Palace.

Unlike Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the demon master Kunpeng's thoughts are not as refreshing as the two heavenly emperors.

The Palace of Demon Masters is built on the north sea.

Master Xuandu transformed into Zhuangzi and wrote the "South China Sutra". One of the famous works "Xiaoyaoyou" reads: "There is a fish in the north of the west, whose name is Kun. Kun is thousands of miles long, and it turns into a bird, whose name is Peng..."

This remark is about the demon master Kunpeng.

It can be considered a bird or a fish.

Therefore, the upper half of the Demon Master Palace is on the water surface, like an iceberg, but the lower half is in the sea. The surrounding sea water is rippling, the waves are thousands of miles, huge waves are surging, the wind is surging, and the scenery is magnificent.

There are also groups of monsters gathered in the Demon Master Palace.

Although the palace is not as good as the Heavenly Emperor Hall within the South Heaven Gate, it is also grand and magnificent.

There are many wine and meat in it, and there are tens of thousands of demon cultivators who drink and eat meat in it.

The demon master Kunpeng was just like the ancestor Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace that had been eternally preached, sitting alone at the top of the hall, while the twelve demon masters, as disciples of the demon master Kunpeng, sat in the first row, and under each person, there was a cushion made of white jade. If you first glance, you would really have the feeling of Zixiao Palace thinking.

Unfortunately, the demon master Kunpeng did not have the arrogance of Hongjun's past, and the world had no self. Instead, the troubles between his eyebrows were not dissipated, and he obviously encountered troubles.

"Liu Yi, Liu Yi, you actually occupied my Tao and realized my method!"

In the heart of the demon master Kunpeng, he hated Liu Yi to the extreme and kept scolding Liu Yi.

In the hall, many demon cultivators were drinking and chatting, which was very lively.

However, the demon master Kunpeng became more and more bored, and he became more and more disliked the people in the hall.

Many thoughts appeared in the heart of demon master Kunpeng.

"Since the ancient Dragon and Han catastrophe, the demon clan and the witch clan became the masters of the world, and then there was a great catastrophe of lich. The two sides fought endlessly. It was not until the Emperor of Heaven died in battle and the Twelve Ancestors were subdued by Xueyu, and the Witch clan was renamed the War clan. At that time, the human clan was born and appeared between heaven and earth... The ancestor Hongjun had eyes. The human clan was born as the protagonist between heaven and earth, so the subsequent tribes were dominated by the human clan. Even my demon clan was chased and killed, and it was like a rat crossing the street in the mundane world."

"I thought that Xueyu Great Master fought against the ancestor Hongjun, and the world of the prehistoric world was divided into pieces. The human race would cut off its luck and become a vassal of our demon race. But I never expected that the great luck was still on the side of the human race. Even if the human race cultivator had never had a great figure who could dominate the world for billions of years, there was a Liu Yi in these thousands of years!"

"I have practiced for less than five thousand years, but I have reached the level of Taoist priest."

"Even the ancient creatures I am born with are far inferior to this person!"

"If he just has strong qualifications and deep fortune, it would be fine. Why did he still want to seize the great way of Kunpeng!"

"There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun! This Beiming Way should have belonged to me, the demon master Kunpeng!"

"Why did he realize the truth from the sword, but he realized the way of my Beiming?"

"Now, he has realized this path. How can I deal with my demon master Kunpeng?"

Flashes of thoughts appeared in the heart of demon master Kunpeng.

He had never seen Liu Yi use the Beiming swordsmanship with his own eyes.

The last time the two sides fought in the Longmen Heavenly Realm, the demon master Kunpeng was seriously injured and did not participate in the battle. Therefore, the demon master Kunpeng had never seen Liu Yi use this sword technique with his own eyes.

As for Liu Yi's second use, he was outside the temple of the Central World, fighting against the sentient beings seeking Taoism Hall. The demon master Kunpeng is billions of miles away, separated by infinite voids, so how can he see it?

However, the word Beiming contained in the sword made the demon master Kunpeng feel something.

When a practitioner is successful in his cultivation, he will never see or hear something and have some enlightenment. Although the demon master Kunpeng is not like the leader, as long as someone mentions his name, he will feel something even if he is three thousand worlds apart. However, Liu Yi's Beiming swordsmanship is inseparable from the demon master Kunpeng's Beiming!

There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun.

The demon master Kunpeng was born in Beiming, born and raised here, and Beiming is his foundation.

Liu Yi realized the Beiming Sword Art. In the eyes of the demon master Kunpeng, he was simply digging his ancestral tomb. Although he was born to raise the earth and had no ancestral tomb, the feeling was almost the same.

Therefore, when the demon master Kunpeng held a banquet and hosted many disciples, no matter how delicious the wine came to his mouth, he could not taste it, as if he was drinking rotten water.

"Liu Yi, Liu Yi, you have realized my Tao and become my Dharma. Where did you place my demon master Kunpeng!"

A wave of hatred surged in the heart of demon master Kunpeng.

During the banquet, occasionally there were practitioners talking about Liu Yi, saying that the Beiming sword art he used during the battle in Longmen Heaven was so powerful and irresistible...

The demon master Kunpeng is a Taoist king with a profound cultivation and a clear ear. He could hear any sound in the hall clearly. How could he not hear everyone's whispers?

"Don't talk about Liu Yi again!"

The demon master Kunpeng shouted violently and slapped the table hard.

Bang!

The table was filled with sounds, and the surroundings were silent.

In the entire Demon Master Palace hall, it is terrible and can be heard by the falling needle.

The demon master Kunpeng stared at the sky in the distance and said loudly, "The last time I fought against those rebellions, I did not participate in the war, so they took advantage of it. If there was another battle, I would definitely take action. At best, the enemy only had one Zhen Yuanzi and Kong Xuan the Taoist lords, which is enough? Although Zhen Yuanzi was a Taoist lord for a long time, Kong Xuan had just become the Taoist lord. How could he compare to me? No matter how powerful Liu Yi was, he was just a Taoist lord. There were dozens of Taoist lords in this world, who could fight against Taoist lords?"

After a while, everyone said nothing.

The demon cultivators in the palace, including the twelve demon masters, dared not speak. The monks knew that the demon master Kunpeng had a violent personality and were full of murderous aura. Once they said the wrong words, they would touch the demon master Kunpeng's bad intentions, which would be a waste of money.

Being with the king is like a tiger.

This is true for ordinary people, and so is the ancient monks.

However, when the hall was most silent, there was a faint sound of bells and drums coming from the depths of the void...

Dongdong!

Dongdong!

Between the drum sounds, there were waves of faint roars: Fight! Fight! Fight!

This sound is very familiar to the many ancient monks present.

This is the sound of war drums and war cry of the Dazun’s personal army and war clan monks!

"Master!"

Qiongqi Tianzun, among the twelve demons, fell to the ground and knelt in front of the demon master Kunpeng: "The battle is imminent, please decide."

"Let's see how the two emperors react."

The demon master Kunpeng said, "I am only a master of all demons and a national teacher. If you want to issue orders, two heavenly emperors must be the master."
Chapter completed!