The Great Tao Chronicle

huh~

As the voice drifted, Qi Molong had already made his move.

His movements were neither hurried nor slow, not to mention the slightest bit of viciousness. He raised his hand and dropped it, but he already caught Liansheng Laodao in his palm.

"This is, do you accept your fate?"

Seeing that Liansheng Laodao didn't resist at all, Qi Molong laughed dumbly and didn't care.

With a single mention, he has already emptied into the Ten Thousand Demons City.

......

Ten Thousand Demons City is majestic and grand, and all the buildings in it are much taller than the human city.

Whether it is a street or a house, or even everything in the streets.

Moreover, the city is divided into upper and lower layers. Half of the ground is inhabited by the demon clan, where wolves, tigers and leopards are rampant, and jackals and wolves are in the company.

Half of the underground is where 'captive' humans live.

It is also the place where the excrement of monsters, beasts, spirits, and monsters accumulate in the city...

It was so dark that it was almost dark, and only the cracks revealed subtle light. Ordinary people were in this place and could not even see.

The mouth and nose are filled with an indescribable stench. Thousands of excrement are mixed together, spreading over hundreds of thousands of miles, like a swamp.

This is the place where endless filth gathers.

It is also a place where humans are 'captive' in the Molong Cave.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I felt the stinky smell of the world, and saw the countless people carrying excrement and watering unknown crops, all with dull eyes and no spirituality.

Liansheng Laodao's body trembled, feeling the chill to the bones, and the anger that seemed to burn himself to the ground.

'Molong Cave, Qi Molong, Ten Thousand Demon City...'

Liansheng Laodao's figure swayed, his temples throbbed 'suddenly' and almost exploded.

He never thought that the people of the East Land could be so miserable, and he couldn't believe everything he felt for a while.

"Can't stand it?"

Above the ground floor, beyond the wide open crack, a supernatural power monster looked down and looked at Liansheng with mocking and contemptuous eyes:

"Don't worry, you can't bear it for a few days. When the feast of the kings begins, even if you kneel down and beg you, you won't be able to come back here for a while!"

"How many days are left?"

Liansheng Laodao muttered to himself, and couldn't help pinching a fragrance in his sleeve robe.

He was banned from magical powers, but Qi Molong didn't know that, he didn't need mana at all!

But his palm trembled several times, and finally, he held back.

Banquet of kings...

"waste!"

The big demon sneered:

"Lowly races, even if they become supernatural powers, they are still such waste."

boom!

After he finished speaking, the big demon closed the crack and walked away. From a distance, he could still hear his laughter.

"Trash? Huh..."

Liansheng Laodao stopped for a long time.

Just turned around and walked away.

This underground time is all under the cracks in the bottom layer. Relying on this little time, ancient and primitive gathering places came into being.

These gathering places have as few as a thousand people, as many as tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, surrounded by a little light, and survived around a piece of 'swamp'.

The 'swamp' irrigates unknown crops, people eat these crops, and monsters eat people, and so on and on, creating an extremely weird and evil cycle.

And this cycle has lasted for thousands of years, or even longer.

The people here are like pigs and dogs in captivity, living in extremely filthy places, struggling to survive, struggling, and eventually becoming the ration of monsters.

Lian Sheng's old mana magic power was on guard against the town, but his body that had been tempered by mana was not weakened, and he had no difficulty in walking in this dark and dirty underground.

He walked through a gathering place, and saw those naked, shameless, walking dead people, the depression in their hearts was accumulating little by little.

The people in this underground have lost their writing, their inheritance, and even their language, and everything they have as a person.

Alive, just empty walking dead without any popularity.

They didn't feel the slightest bit about the arrival of Daoist Liansheng, and even lost their curiosity. They lived sluggishly, eating and drinking, and then mating.

It's not so much a human being, it's a human-like unknown species.

"In ancient times, in ancient times, people were kept in captivity by demons and ghosts, all living beings perished, and all spirits lived in endless despair..."

At a certain moment, Taoist Liansheng stopped, and a legend that he had read appeared in his heart.

Like everyone in Zhonglu Daqing, he has either researched or speculated about these legends, but he has no sympathy.

What is darkness?

What is endless despair?

What is captivity?

Before he came here, his understanding of these legends only stayed on the literal level, and he could not understand the dark years of the past with empathy.

Until this time...

"Fujun, the true saint also..."

All kinds of thoughts, all kinds of distracting thoughts, finally turned into such a long sigh with incomprehensible meaning.

Human Tao has admired the Eight Nether Lords including the Netherworld Lord since ancient times, but there has never been such a strong gratitude, reverence, and worship...

Daqing, Zhonglu, and even the people of the world, what kind of favor has he received?

Sweeping away the demonic atmosphere, pacifying the universe, sealing the ten evils of the town, opening up the underworld, standing up for the yin division, supporting the Dragon Court... These piles of things, piece by piece, are stronger than ever in the hearts of Daoist Liansheng at this moment. A million times the impression.

"what!"

A sharp cry containing endless anger resounded through the darkness and broke Taoist Liansheng's thoughts.

He came back to his senses, only to find that he had unknowingly returned to the place where he came in.

Not far away, in that dark, filthy and fetid swamp, an unrecognizable figure was running wildly, splashing countless feces and urine.

A louder roar came out.

"I'm going to kill you, I must kill you, one won't stay, one won't stay, one won't stay!!!"

The owner of the sharp voice seemed to be going crazy.

More than ten miles away, Liansheng Laodao felt her anger and killing intent.

Involuntarily, his complexion changed, he hurriedly turned around, and hid in the darkness behind a pillar.

This person is the emperor.

That old woman who has to maintain her appearance for hundreds of years, that old woman who has to take care of her appearance even in the Jedi.

At this point, she ran wild in the filth of the cesspool.

Rao is an old man of Liansheng, and he didn't dare to show his face at this time. Hearing the scream that was higher than one, his face was shaking.

'When this old woman met the old man, she was afraid that she was going to fight with me...'

Liansheng Laodao shuddered and did not dare to show his face.

"what!"

"what!!"

"what!!!"

Outside the swamp, Huang Qinger seemed to be crazy, and the screams seemed to pierce people's eardrums.

In order to guard her appearance, she has not used magic power for a single day in the past two hundred years.

Rao was blocked with magical powers, and his voice was so loud that it seemed like he was about to collapse the hole.

After a long time, Liansheng Laodao stuck his head out and glanced, Huang Qinger had already shaken off the dirt and stood outside the swamp, waiting with a gloomy expression on his face.

Sure enough, after a while, in the swamp, three more figures came hurriedly, splashing the sky with excrement and urine.

The previous scenario was weakened tenfold and repeated.

The Confucian Taoist, the Bailian Taoist, and the Tongueless Taoist were all captured.

At this time, even the tongueless Taoist who has always been expressionless, his face is really blue.

How noble is the cultivator in the world?

No princes and generals can be compared, and with the magical aura, no matter how embarrassed he is, he has never been thrown into a cesspool.

Which is in a better mood at this time?

A monk is also a human being.

The four of them gathered together, and they were all filled with anger.

After a long time, when the anger of the four of them subsided a little, they were ready to leave.

Taoist Liansheng walked out slowly.

The body swayed, as if he was seriously injured, and he stopped the four with a pale face.

"you?"

"Old asshole!"

"Old stuff!"

This time, Huang Qinger almost exploded again, and Daoist Bailian cursed out foul language.

Even the Confucian and Taoist people, the tongueless Taoist, looked at Liansheng Laodao with a bit of a bad look, and they seemed to rush up to kill him.

"You, were also caught?"

Taoist Liansheng coughed twice, pretending to be weak:

"That demon king is too tyrannical, it's not comparable to ordinary souls, I'm not bad for a while, please be defeated by him..."

"You said you didn't come here to die? You have to take my auntie with me when you die. You can really do it, it's so nice..."

Huang Qing'er gritted her teeth 'creaking', her eyes seemed to breathe fire, she had never suffered such a humiliation in her life.

The faces of the other three were also ugly.

They were building the Conferred God Altar, and a group of big demons descended from the sky. They fought hard and were almost killed on the spot.

My heart is also on fire.

"Donglu has become a gathering place for demons and ghosts. They have already set their sights on us, and conflict is inevitable."

Liansheng Laodao sighed softly.

These four were not of the same mind as him, and their thoughts and thoughts were fundamentally different.

He thought about sweeping away the troubles and making sure that the Conferred God Platform would not be destroyed after they left.

At this moment, there are more ideas to wipe out this group of demons.

The Confucian and Taoist people, Huang Qinger, and other four people just wanted to follow them to build the Conferred God Stage and complete An Zhenren's orders. As for the future, they didn't want to care at all.

He didn't even intend to provoke these monsters.

In fact, in the past ten years, he was the only one who took the initiative to clean up the demons. Just like Huang Qinger, entering the mountain was entering the mountain, and he didn't even think about taking action.

Therefore, if you want them to take action, you must use some means.

At this time, the hatred was obviously full. Once they got out of trouble, they wouldn't let this group of ghosts go without saying it themselves.

Especially the emperor.

"Really? How do I think you just want to pull us into the water?"

Daoist Bailian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot at this moment, unable to maintain his majestic side, and his tone was not good.

"Don't think, this old **** just wants to pull us into the water!"

Huang Qing'er approached eagerly, her fists clenched tightly:

"Death to the left and right, auntie will drown you in this cesspool first..."

The Confucian and Taoist people, the tongueless Taoist people, kept silent, and followed the two of them to force them over.

"How can you die?"

Daoist Liansheng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm, saying:

"If you listen to me, not only will we not die~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but we will also kill these evildoers!"

"You think I'll believe you?"

Huang Qinger sneered and punched.

But Daoist Bailian grabbed his wrist. He looked at Daoist Liansheng with a dangerous tone:

"If you dare to lie to me and fight against real people, I will kill you first!"

"how do you want to do it?"

The Confucian and Taoist said expressionlessly:

"Master, I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise..."

The tongueless Taoist said nothing, staring coldly.

"Of course not."

Taoist Liansheng took a deep breath and stopped halfway, but he forgot about the stench in the air and almost choked himself to death.

After busy switching back to his inner breath, he slowly said:

"First of all, I'll pass on your 'God descended to the world'..."