Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes. After sensing that the breath of Patriarch Bodhi had completely disappeared, he opened his eyes and said a classic line to Zhu Houzhao:

"Boy, I appreciate you."

Zhu Houzhao laughed in his heart, and couldn't help but remember the first time he met Yuanshi Tianzun in normal time and space. At that time, Yuanshi Tianzun also said the exact same words with such a arrogant expression.

"Thank you. I admire you very much. You have lived for such a long time. I can no longer just call you an old immortal. It would be more appropriate to call you a dead old dog." Zhu Houzhao said with a joking look on his face.

When Yuanshi Tianzun heard this, there was no change in expression on his face. He just moved his eyelids and then continued:

"Be my disciple, I can give you everything you want, power, status, strength... and the hope of becoming a saint!"

"Oh, are the conditions so generous? Let me think about it."

Zhu Houzhao replied with a smile. In fact, he was still controlling the Tower of Floating Worlds in secret, accelerating the progress of opening the gate of time and space.

"I know what you are doing, and I also understand that I can't stop you." Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at the hand of the Taoist clone and said lightly: "I sincerely wish you that when you return to your original time and space, I hope you To be able to find the way to sanctification.”

"I will." Zhu Houzhao waved his hand, and the Fusheng Wanjie Tower appeared in front of him. A crack appeared in the wall of the last layer of the tower at the bottom, and all nine layers and nine characters were separated from the outer wall. Rushing towards the first floor, he continued:

"When the day comes that I find the road to sanctification, I will definitely tell you without reservation. After all, if you listen to the answer that you have been searching for for countless years before you die, your life will be considered worthwhile. At least he won’t die in peace.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly sneered, and then his expression became extremely complicated. Zhu Houzhao once thought that Yuanshi Tianzun was hurt by his words, so he showed such a miserable and ugly expression.

But in fact, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't care about Zhu Houzhao's ridicule. He stretched out his hand and drew a simple symbol in the air at the top of the vast human world, and then left a long sigh, and finally his figure was pale. Go until it disappears.

The symbol appeared in the air, and Zhu Houzhao recognized it. It was a simple "Tao" character, and it was the most primitive font form of the Hongmeng period.

Zhu Houzhao seemed to understand a little bit of Yuanshi Tianzun's thoughts, but he did not want to delve into it. No one would want to understand the true heart of a person who has been lonely for eternity and has a twisted mind.

Yuanshi Tianzun is a complex person.

From the first moment he saw him, Zhu Houzhao had a deep thought - kill him and help him escape.

Shaking his head, Zhu Houzhao smiled bitterly, sighing that his mind was spinning.Daoji's clone came closer and injected the power of chaos into the Tower of Floating Worlds. Two streams of colorful divine light shot out from his dark eyes without any emotion.

Dots of jet-black light particles continuously overflowed from the cracks on the first floor of the Tower of Floating Worlds, and wisps of misty mist of chaos overflowed from the body of the Dao realm clone, quickly covering the entire floating world. Boundary Tower.

The majestic Taoist chime sounded leisurely, and the door on the first floor of Fusheng Wanjie Tower was opened. A black hole-like door appeared in front of Zhu Houzhao, with the bottomless darkness inside and the faint light coming out of it. The sound of the howling wind was a bit strange.

But no matter how weird it is, it is still the way back to normal time and space.

Zhu Houzhao turned his head and looked towards Xiniu Hezhou, in the direction of Minghu Monster Cave, with a blurred light in his eyes. After passing through many barriers, a tragic scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared in his sight. The level is no less than that of the Battle of Bibo Pond!

I saw the little tiger demon Mingsha slumped on the ground with lifeless eyes, holding a huge head in his arms. That head belonged to his father, Tiger Lord Mingdu.

The overlord of the Great Luo Realm, the master of the Dark Tiger Demon Cave, has now met a miserable end with his body and head missing.

The blood dyed the battlefield a tragic red, and the dense corpses of monsters surrounded the little tiger demon Mingsha. The whimpering wind of the battlefield blew by in waves. He looked... so helpless, so pitiful!

Not far in front of him, the headless body of Hu Zun Mingdu was pierced crosswise by two sharp spears from the soles of his feet, and hung upside down in the air. The bloody shirt hanging behind him was flying in the wind, as if he was defeated. The banner of blood.

The Minghu Monster Cave was destroyed.

Master Wuchao firmly remembered Zhu Houzhao's instructions and did not kill the little tiger demon Mingsha. Instead, he let the little tiger demon Mingsha witness with his own eyes how he tortured the tiger master Mingdu and how he destroyed him with his crushing strength. The entire Minghu Monster Cave.

The Minghu Demon Cave, including the leader Hu Zun Mingdu, more than twenty demon generals in the Taiyi realm, more than three hundred thousand demons from top to bottom, and one hundred thousand old, young, women and children, were all destroyed by the Shili Demon Kingdom and Master Wuchao. Kill them all.

From then on, Xiniu Hezhou was no longer a place where the five major forces divided the demon clan. The Minghu clan was left with only the little tiger Yao Mingsha.

In the distance of the battlefield, a middle-aged stone spirit with a strong build sneaked in. When he saw the little tiger demon Mingsha sitting alone on the corpses everywhere, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal... There was a look of sympathy.

Then, as if he thought of something again, he shook his head suddenly, sighed, and walked step by step in the direction of the little tiger demon Mingsha.

The history of the little tiger demon Mingsha, the Shili Demon Kingdom, and the stone spirit clan began to officially start from this moment.

500 years ago, the killing in the territory of Minghu Monster Cave was a trigger.

500 years later, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in Bibotan echoed each other.

Hatred is very ironic.

A meaningful smile slowly appeared at the corner of Zhu Houzhao's mouth. He turned his head and no longer lingered too much on the hopeless and helpless look on the face of the little tiger demon Mingsha. He took a step and entered the portal that traveled through time and space. among.

The Taoist clone looked up at the sky, leaving an inexplicable sigh, and then followed Zhu Houzhao's footsteps and walked into the dark portal together.

After the two figures disappeared into it, the portal suddenly shrank and turned into a black dot, and the Floating World Tower became illusory until it disappeared. The black dot disappeared without knowing when.

It seems that nothing has changed in this world.

But in this mysterious place, everything seems to have changed something...