The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 138 New Heavenly Lord

In the dark and cold universe, Zhong Heng's Ten Thousand Souls Banner was suspended above his head, blocking the laws of the Dao in his body and preventing his Dao marks from appearing.

His eyes saw through the heavens and the worlds, penetrated all nothingness, and looked towards the burial place of Cao Yusheng.

That is an extremely rare sacred land, even Zhong Heng cannot find that kind of sacred land.

Cao Yusheng was buried there. His body was shriveled and skinny, and was shrouded in endless essence. The decayed light of his soul did not fly out of his body, but condensed inside.

"I will go and study Cao Yusheng's reincarnation seal after it is condensed." Thinking this, Zhong Heng returned to the Demon Lord's restricted area and began to study various supreme killing formations in seclusion.

Time flies like water, and twenty thousand years passed in a flash. The entire universe suddenly roared, and the Dao mark that suppressed everyone collapsed.

"The Dao marks of the Demon Lord and the Heavenly Lord of Crossing Tribulation have collapsed. This era has ushered in a prosperous era again. I just don't know who will achieve enlightenment in this life."

"Could it be that even a demon master as stunning as him also fell under the influence of time?"

"The Dao Mark has disappeared, and all the sealed geniuses are about to be born."

All the young generations in the heavens and all the worlds were excited, even the older generation was excited.

During the 20,000 years, many quasi-celestial masters were born. In order to survive, some of them had no choice but to move into the Taichu Ancient Mine.

There are even people who have reached the eighth and ninth levels of the Quasi-Heavenly Realm. Those who have cultivated to this level over the past tens of thousands of years are unwilling to die, so these people moved into the restricted area.

Two hundred years later, various physiques appeared. They fought on the Imperial Road, stepped on the corpses of countless geniuses, and killed their way into the deep space.

Their eyes were filled with blazing fire and their blood was boiling. They were invincible on the imperial road and on the ancient road of the starry sky, just to become the top.

The maple leaves turn red year after year, late autumn comes and goes, and the years pass by. Zhong Heng analyzes the mysteries of the formations of the heavens and creates countless magic formations, all for the purpose of living out the formations of the next life.

This world is a golden age, with many freaks of the times appearing, and those self-proclaimed quasi-celestial masters also coming out to compete.

There was a young man named Di Yi who rose rapidly. He was powerful and terrifying. He looked down on everyone on the road to becoming an emperor. He was his enemy all over the world and he stepped on the corpses of countless geniuses.

Emperor Yi broke through many ancient roads, and in the mythical ancient road, he killed his way into the Golden City and destroyed the Emperor Road.

He had a special physique and became a great sage at the age of 300. His fighting power far exceeded that of the geniuses of that era, and even the older generation had to avoid him when they met him.

During this period, Zhong Heng also came out once to watch the young man named Di Yi.

It was discovered that this young man was willing to do anything to improve his cultivation, regardless of whether his foundation was solid or not, and he made a breakthrough quickly.

He created a method of burning his body, which is to burn himself in exchange for combat power. Moreover, his training speed is not slow and his strength is not bad. He can enter the forbidden area of ​​the gods at will.

"Why does he improve his cultivation at all costs? He has been fighting and improving in bloody battles almost non-stop." Zhong Heng was a little confused. This kid has a lot of hatred in his heart.

Soon, the ultimate imperial pass was opened. In the magnificent pass, Emperor Yi was covered in blood, standing in front of a statue.

Looking up at the statue that was sent into the nebula, it was filled with a terrifying demonic aura.

"I finally understand why the Demon Lord has enemies all over the world. I also understand why he started an era of blood-stained heavens and settled accounts with all his enemies." Di Yi stood in front of Zhong Heng's majestic statue and muttered to himself in a hoarse voice.

"At the time, I was young and didn't know the principle of cutting the grass at its roots. When I realized it, it was too late."

"Father, mother, grandparents, and everyone else, I will avenge you."

Emperor Yi clenched his fists. He was handsome and mighty, with a burly figure and covered in blood. He stepped firmly into the ultimate imperial pass.

In the following time, Di Yi explained what cultivation suppression meant. He did not deliberately improve his Taoism and combat power, but continued to break through the realm at the fastest speed.

His fighting power is terrifying to begin with, so he doesn't need extreme fighting power.

He wanted to become a Heavenly Venerable for revenge and kill the quasi-Heavenly Venerable who entered the Taichu Ancient Mine. Zhong Heng's divine consciousness had been paying attention to the growth of Emperor Yi. This guy had no friends in the Emperor Road, because once someone had an intersection with him, they would be killed.

When Emperor Yi was 1500 years old, he became a quasi-celestial master and set up a trap to kill ten ancient quasi-celestial masters.

This action made him famous and frightened countless people. Not only did ten ancient Heavenly Lords die, but many great saints were also killed by him in the Ultimate Imperial Pass.

Deep in the Ultimate Imperial Pass, he used the formation left by the Demon Lord to release the news of the Demon Lord's inheritance, attracting countless powerful people to come.

In the end, he used desperate means to directly activate the formation and killed all those who were chasing him.

Before he died, he also inherited a scripture from the Demon Lord, which enabled him to survive that terrible formation.

"The Great Method of Disintegrating the Heavenly Demons."

What Emperor Yi obtained was this secret technique, which was extremely terrifying, especially after it had been perfected.

As long as the true spirit is not dead, there will be a day of resurrection. Even if the true spirit hides in another person, even if the original body dies, it can still be resurrected with the help of another person's body and directly take over that person's body.

Zhong Heng no longer paid attention to Di Yi, because from the moment Di Yi received his inheritance, he was destined to become a Heavenly Venerable.

He sat on the throne in the restricted area, using the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the three great immortal artifacts to suppress his own Dao. He leaned silently on the throne, closed his eyes, and deduced various life and death formations in his mind.

As the long years passed, countless great men passed away and died, autumn after autumn, year after year.

Three thousand years later, Di Yi has become invincible in the starry sky. No one can stop his rise, and no one can block his punch.

Even if someone came to kill him with a supreme weapon, he would smash it to pieces with one slap.

Emperor Yi began to settle accounts with his old enemies, killing countless powerful forces and frightening them. He broke into the Taichu Ancient Mine alone, fought for two days and two nights, and came out with two heads in his hands.

He returned to the ancient star, holding the two heads and placed them in the ruins, crying.

He cried and cried, laughed and laughed, and finally he crushed his enemy's head.

One hundred years later, Emperor Yi overcame the calamity and became the Heavenly Lord.

One day, Zhong Heng was awakened and felt the rumbling of the Great Dao, the harmony of all Daos, someone was transcending the tribulation and becoming a Heavenly Lord, causing the Dao that imprisoned him to become unstable, and he almost burst out.
However, it was quickly suppressed by Zhong Heng using the formation he had researched over the years.

He carved many suppressing formations on his body to suppress his own great principles and restrain his own path to avoid interfering with the later comers who would become the Heavenly Venerable.

"boom!"

The whole world is trembling, countless people are exclaiming, talking, all very excited and expectant, the new Heavenly Master has appeared!
“From today on, I am the third Celestial Lord of the mythological era, named Celestial Lord of Burning Dao.” Celestial Lord of Burning Dao stood on the ninth heaven, overlooking the heavens and all the worlds.

Suddenly, he felt a terrifying gaze sweeping over him, causing him to tremble all over and his scalp to go numb.

He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the ancient star. His eyes penetrated through layers of fog and saw the Demon Lord's restricted area.

Deep in the Demon Lord's forbidden area, on the bone throne, sat a young man with white hair and red clothes. He leaned on the throne made of the Supreme's bones and looked at him silently.

Endless and terrifying laws of the Dao were still swirling around the young man, and the Dao in his body was suppressed by the supreme formation. The three great immortal artifacts were surrounding him.

"Demon Lord." The emperor was horrified. Wasn't the Demon Lord dead?

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