Primordial Wilderness does not remember the year.
Three hundred thousand years passed by in a flash.
Since the battle of Sea of Blood, the entire Primordial Wilderness has fallen into calm again.
Wu Clan began the Great Migration, moving many tribesmen into the development of Netherworld, and also invited some races from "Great Love Immortal Alliance" to participate in the construction of Underworld.
Just like the two ethnic groups Ox Head and Horse Face, who were appointed as one of the soul seducers and enjoyed the official establishment of Underworld.
As the Underworld system gradually filled up, Reincarnation also began to operate.
Because so many Saint were born this time, Primordial Wilderness also started a new round of practice craze.
Countless powerful people have gone into retreat to practice, trying to have the same chance of becoming saints as Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe, Twelve Ancestral Witches and others.
Demon Clan silently licked his wounds after the defeat, but the senior officials were particularly anxious.
Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.
Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fuxi and Kunpeng several Demon Clan senior executives gathered together again to discuss the future development of the Demon Clan.
"Demon Master, you are very resourceful, why don't you tell me how Demon Clan should develop next? How can we defeat Wu Clan and become the overlord of Primordial Wilderness?"
Di Jun sat on Imperial Throne, rubbing his eyebrows, and glanced at "Beiming Jerry" Kunpeng, whose eyes were empty.
However, Kunpeng still had dull eyes, looking at the sea of clouds outside the door, indifferent.
"Demon Master, Demon Master!"
The good old man Fuxi pushed Kunpeng's shoulder to remind him.
Kunpeng came to his senses instantly and sat upright, with a look of respect and admiration on his face.
"Your Majesty's words are reasonable. I fully support your Majesty's views!"
Di Jun: "..."
If they hadn't known that he was distracted, Di Jun and others would have truly believed him.
"Crack!"
Before Di Jun could speak, Tai Yi, who was Second Brother, immediately slapped the table!
"Kunpeng What do you mean? My elder brother is asking you something!"
Hot Solar True Fire appeared on his body, and he glared at Kunpeng.
I have long been dissatisfied with Kunpeng, Tai Yi. When Wu and Yao Clans fought, everyone tried their best, but this guy used his injury as an excuse to keep his strength.
The development of the Demon Clan in these years has been the result of the dedicated efforts of my eldest brother and Fuxi.
This Kunpeng always uses the excuse of promoting Demon Script and doesn't do much, but Qi Luck has been enjoying it.
"Second Brother, don't be rude!"
Di Jun pretended to scold, and then repeated what he just said.
"Demon Clan development? Defeat Wu Clan? Primordial Wilderness overlord?"
After listening to Di Jun's words, Kunpeng was speechless and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
What are you daydreaming about?
Some time ago, he took the time to secretly go to Sea of Blood to have a small gathering with his old comrade Minghe.
After all, Minghe has become a saint, and he, Kunpeng, naturally wants to maintain the friendship between the two parties.
Alas, life is miserable to say the least!
It was obvious that when they, the "Kun Ming" group, worked together to kill those two shameless bastards Western Lands, they were half-assed.
How long did it take for the result?
Minghe's life is really getting more and more promising.
Not only did he become Earthly Dao Saint, but he also became a brother with Dao Venerable Hong Yun. After becoming Great Emperor Fengdu, Earthly Dao stood behind him.
What makes Kunpeng jealous the most is.
Minghe also showed off that Heavenly Dao did not hesitate to bring out Primordial Violet Qi, a large amount of Merit and one piece of Innate Supreme Treasure in order to win over him.
Brother's failure is certainly sad, but brother's success is even more heart-wrenching!
If it weren't for a wisp of True Spirit still in the hands of Di Jun, he would have thought of jumping back and defecting to the Wu Clan.
He Kunpeng can also love witchcraft!
Thinking of this, Kunpeng became even less interested and said perfunctorily, "Reporting to your Majesty, I can't do anything about this!"
Kunpeng's attitude once again angered Tai Yi.
"Kunpeng, what's your attitude?"
Tai Yi was so angry that he stood up directly, and the aura of the Quasi-Saint Peak realm exploded, burning the tables and chairs around him to ashes.
Kunpeng didn't have much reaction when he saw this.
There was a trace of sarcasm on his sinister face, and he asked, "Then I wonder if your Excellency Eastern Emperor has any clever ideas that can help me, Demon Clan, defeat Wu Clan and become the overlord of Primordial Wilderness?"
Kunpeng's words can't help but make Tai Yi's anger stagnate.
He has an ingenious plan, but no one knows that he is too good at strength but not at wisdom.
If you ask him to fight, he will do his best.
But when it comes to wisdom, he Tai Yi, not to mention the cultural man Kunpeng, is probably only half a pound compared to the demon god Ji Meng, the Demon Clan famous reckless man.
By the way, Ji Meng was also redeemed by the Demon Clan with a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure from Human Race.
Tai Yi snorted coldly, calmed down his momentum, and said harshly, "Although I, Tai Yi, don't know strategies, in terms of strength, at least I am much stronger than you, Kunpeng."
Faced with Tai Yi's forced respect.
As an old Yinyang person, "Beiming Jerry" Kunpeng naturally doesn't like him either.
"Oh? Eastern Emperor Your Excellency is very good at spanking? Is spanking useful?"
"May I ask, Sir Eastern Emperor, which one of the Wu Clan can beat Ancestor Witch? Houtu? Dijiang? Zhurong? Gong Gong? Or that Dao Venerable Hong Yun?"
"This..."
Kunpeng's words were like a cold knife stabbing Tai Yi's heart, leaving him speechless.
Twelve Ancestral Witches all became saints, and Houtu became the spokesperson of Earthly Dao.
He Tai Yi is a little Quasi-Saint Peak, how about hitting him on the head?
Perhaps remembering some unbearable memories, Tai Yi's whole body suddenly slumped.
The Dao Heart, which was once invincible to the Primordial Wilderness, now has too many shadows cast on it.
The largest piece among them is red!
"Okay, Second Brother, Demon Master, don't argue anymore. Now that I, Demon Clan, are weak, we should work together to help each other!"
Di Jun made peace and appeased Tai Yi and Kunpeng.
"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much about the Wu Clan. I heard from my sister that Wu Clan is now in Netherworld, except for some of the tribesmen guarding Buzhou Mountain. Most of the tribesmen have entered Netherworld."
Fuxi remembered Wu Clan's decision that he told Phoenix Perch Mountain Nuwa before.
When several people heard this, they couldn't help but look a little surprised.
"Emperor Xi, please tell me in detail what happened!"
Then Fuxi told several people all the news about the Wu Clan that he heard from Nuwa.
After a long while, a glimmer of light flashed in Di Jun's eyes.
"In other words, most of the Wu Clan's territory is now vacant?"
Fuxi shook his head.
"Your Majesty, the territories vacated by the Wu Clan were handed over to Human Race, and are now occupied by Human Race. Don't forget, I, Demon Clan, promised not to take action against Human Race again!"
After saying this, Fuxi looked at Tai Yi with a hint of complaint.
Tai Yi looked a little embarrassed and lowered his head.
It was he who confidently had a bet with Dijiang, but ended up in a complete defeat, which also made Demon Clan no longer able to take action against Human Race.
"Alas!"
Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Once upon a time, Demon Clan, a member of the super powerful Primordial Wilderness family, found himself in such a dilemma.
"It's all Hong Yun's fault!"
For some reason, several people all thought of a certain red-haired Old Sixth.
While several people were still sighing, Sun Star hanging high in the sky suddenly emitted a strange wave.
"No, someone broke into Sun Star!"
Di Jun and Tai Yi, as Golden Crow, are the most sensitive to Sun Star, and they quickly felt the connection.
Several people quickly flew out of Heavenly Court, turning into golden rainbows and flowing lights and heading towards Sun Star.
"Senior Brother Hong Yun, why are you blocking the poor road?"
The exit of Fusang Wood, one of the great spiritual roots of Sun Star and Innate Realm.
A Daoist with a thin face was looking bitter and about to cry without tears.