real world.
Dragon Holy Land, Destiny Demon Realm.
The Purple Gold Palace resides in the sky above Xiaojiutian.
In the main hall, Hong Yuan, who was sitting on the dragon chair, slowly opened his red eyes.
A layer of purple-gold lightning rose from the ground and spread out, frightening all the powerful men in the Destiny Demon Realm.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
Hong Yuan tapped the backrest with his five fingers.
He was sitting with his back leaning against the dragon chair, his white hair hanging down carelessly, his eyes half-closed, and his leisurely and lazy movements, but giving people a dangerous, evil and gloomy feeling.
He was calculating how old he was in the current demon realm.
After a while, he slowly exhaled a breath, with an interesting expression on his face.
"One year outside, three hundred years here."
"Today, it is already the 3900th year of the Destiny Era..."
The Juhong battle flag standing next to him swayed gently, showing scenes and scenes, showing him the changes in the Destiny Demon Realm in the past six hundred years since it lost its "god".
During the period when Hongyuan was hidden and secretly observing the changes in the mountains and rivers, people from all walks of life competed to appear.
In the first hundred years, a total of nine empires came to the world, all of which were created for the people of the Xuanshui Snake Tribe.
In the third hundred years, there are still five major empires left. Among them, three major empires are based on the Qilin Bloodline, the Phoenix Bloodline and the True Dragon Bloodline.
Today, there are only four great empires left in the world.
During this time, the empire established by the Xuanshui Snake Tribe occupied the oceans, and the land and sky were also ruled by other empires.
Every thirty years, a shocking war almost breaks out, continuously adding more information to Hongyuan.
But in contrast, Hongyuan's reserve of Immortal Essence Stones dropped rapidly to supplement the normal operation of the Destiny Demon Realm.
"Oh? There are cultivators who have actually touched the limits of the world."
Hong Yuan felt a little bit about the Destiny Demon Realm and raised his eyebrows.
The limit of the Destiny Demon Realm was locked below the sixth level by him.
In other words, it is impossible for a saint to appear in this world!
However, now, Hong Yuan was surprised to find that four little ones had actually gotten rid of the restriction of life span to varying degrees, reached the pinnacle of the Destiny Demon Realm, and obtained methods that were close to those of a saint.
And among them, there is a guy who is actually a human race!
It was hard not to be surprised by this.
"Dragon Bird Guzheng, get up!"
With a thought in his mind, Hong Yuan immediately plucked the strings of the Longque guzheng with his right index finger.
"Qiang!"
An extremely mysterious wave popped up from the dragon bird guzheng, dispersed to the outside world, and returned to nothingness.
At this point, Hong Yuan once again imposed a layer of imprisonment on the practitioners of the Destiny Demon Realm.
As long as you don't try to break through the Saint, everything will be easy.
But if they try to pursue the high road, what they will receive will be a fatal blow!
After doing this, Hong Yuan summoned the Purple Gold Furnace in front of him and observed the different sacred trees in the Destiny Demon Realm.
He wants to choose his natal spiritual plant!
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Dream Path Resource Point—Dream Butterfly Valley.
Dream Butterfly Valley is the core of the Destiny Demon Realm and is strictly guarded by Hong Yuan.
Here, the colorful dream butterfly flowers bloom in the spring valley, like a dream and a picture.
The golden dream butterfly fairy Gu dances here, like a gardener.
It has a pair of translucent butterfly wings exuding dreamlike colors, and the butterfly tail is covered by a huge streamer cloak, like a pair of huge colorful wings.
Pure! Holy!
"Perhaps, my original Dream Dao Sacred Artifact must remain in this Dream Butterfly Immortal Gu."
Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.
Even if he is a master of refining the Tao, it is impossible for him to refine the Holy Artifact of the Tao of Dreams out of thin air without the precious materials of the Tao of Dreams.
Just a moment later, Hong Yuan shifted his gaze and looked at the most splendid dream butterfly flower in the valley.
The sixth-order Dream Butterfly Flower is almost the seventh-order!
After pondering for a moment, Hong Yuan shook his head:
"My demonic body is the Saint of the Food Path. Besides, the potential of this Dream Butterfly Flower is not as good as that of the Phoenix Wutong. Let's go to the Gluttonous Food River to have a look."
His eyes moved quickly, and soon he came to a purple gold river.
Gluttonous River!
The Gluttonous River is the esophagus resource point in the Destiny Demon Realm, and its importance is self-evident.
The Gluttony River is not clear, but it has a long history. From a distance, it looks like the shape of a purple gold furnace.
There are many white water plants floating on it.
Hong Yuan's gaze flew across it quickly, and soon he came to the core of the Gluttonous River, staring directly at a black spiritual plant shaped like a lotus.
After observing for a moment, Hong Yuan sighed softly: "It is indeed difficult to be self-sufficient. The potential of this black lotus is better than that of Dream Butterfly Flower, but it is still far behind Ye Qingcheng's Feng Wutong."
Regarding the selection of natal spiritual plants, Hong Yuan had a clear plan in mind, which was to at least be equal to Feng Wutong, and preferably be one level stronger than Feng Wutong.
After all, the Phoenix Wutong used by Ye Qingcheng has a slight possibility of reaching an alternative state of enlightenment. The one used by Hong Yuan cannot be too bad, right?
Think about it, if his demon body dominates the black sky, and there is a terrifying sacred tree sitting there, wouldn't this line of defense be impregnable and make human beings despair?!
In other words, even if his body cannot achieve the attainments of the supreme master of Dream Dao, with the demon body suppressing the black sky and the sky, the Great Dream Emperor would never want to be born.
Just thinking about the prospect, Hong Yuan felt that the pores all over his body were dilated and he felt extremely comfortable.
"I hope Baohuangtian can satisfy me."
In the Purple Gold Palace, a sky-reaching insect suddenly floated in mid-air, creating a passage of precious yellow light.
With the help of this passage, Hong Yuan's will rushed to Baohuangtian.
An hour later.
Hong Yuan returned disappointed and rubbed his temples with his hands.
Baohuangtian disappointed him. The spiritual plant trade there was worse than the inventory in his own Destiny Demon Realm.
Even major auctions are no exception!
It can only be said that once it comes to holy-level items, their value will change drastically, so you should not take it lightly.
After two consecutive setbacks, it would be impossible to say that there were no emotional changes.
But Hong Yuan was not too anxious.
Now, his identity as a demon body is the destiny of the demon clan, and he is vaguely regarded as the reincarnation of Han Jiuming, and it was Han Jiuming who founded the Dragon Sacred Land.
His authority is very large.
"The heritage of a holy land, please don't let me down."
Hong Yuan muttered a word and stood up slowly.
The next moment, his figure appeared in the Taiyin Temple.
He stepped forward and headed straight towards the treasure house of the Dragon Sacred Land.
Mysterious space.
The bored Babel Spirit put down his brush and yawned.
To be continued...