I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The black mist sometimes feels like hot magma, and sometimes like cold pool water deep in the ground.

Ming Ming Zisheng was only conscious, but the black mist formed a circle around him.

"Zisheng..." Someone called him again.

Zisheng's consciousness gradually blurred.

The mist drilled into his body like a drop of ink in clear water.

Zisheng's whole body was penetrated by the extremely cold and extremely hot mist. At first he felt pain for a moment, and then the perception faded away...

*

Zisheng seemed to have been blasted, he kept falling downwards, but he couldn't control his body.

He finally fell into the dirt, wet and cold enveloped him.

He was buried in the mud and looked up to the sky all the time.The sky was very close to him at first, but as each day passed, the sky became higher and higher, and the surrounding area became more and more empty.

Empty...the whole world is empty, nothing.

Countless golden dots fell from the sky, and each golden dot was full of aura that could corrode the earth.

Zisheng was sleepy, so he took a nap.

The warm "raindrops" fell on him, and Zisheng woke up from the drench.

The raindrops that fell on him were "red", which should be blood.

Blood flowed from him, forming a river.

He looked up at the sky again, the sky was already so high that even he couldn't feel it.

The world is no longer empty, it has the sun, moon and stars, rivers, lakes and seas...

In time, there are countless strands of spiritual energy fleeing everywhere, and each strand of spiritual energy is a living being.

The creatures are highly skilled in spells, some came from before the opening of the sky, and some were born after the opening of the sky.

Zisheng was drowsy, and his hazy consciousness told him that countless creatures had fallen from the sky.

The world is filled with aura, especially in his place where the aura is the strongest.

only……

He was surrounded by countless hostility, which came from before the sky was opened.

The wanton footsteps stepped on the soil soaked in the blood of all living beings, and their steps were steady.

The man had black hair and a pair of red pupils, and his eyes were fixed on the remaining rhizome in the bloody soil.

That is the rhizome of the chaotic green lotus!

Chaos Qinglian gave birth to Pangu, and Pangu smashed the entire chaos!

He slowly walked up to the rhizome, and then slowly squatted down.

Qinglian was born in the filthiest place, but it bloomed the cleanest flowers.But the root is dirty, it gathers the filth and hostility of chaos, and is the most murderous thing.

Luo Hu smiled, Sanqian's black hair drooped, and his smile was sinister.

He pulled out the rhizome, and the rhizome turned into a magic gun.

Luo Hu looked at the hostility on it, and he looked at the body of the gun with a wild posture.

"The world has just opened, follow me to slaughter the remaining demon gods!"

He waved his magic gun and pointed at the world.

He named the magic spear the God-killing Spear. For thousands of years, Luo Hu fought all over the world and was invincible.A god-killing gun became the nightmare of all the demon gods.

After the Chaos Demon God arrived, there were very few of them.

Luo Hu was originally the most demon god, his hostility was as heavy as that of a god-killing spear, and he loved to fight and kill.

However, despite his great abilities, he also has an enemy that scares him the most——

Hong Jun.

Hongjun is the demon god Luo Hu hates the most. They are both the most powerful demon god among the three thousand demon gods, but Hongjun always puts himself in the light.

But who doesn't know?

Like him, Hongjun's hands were covered in blood, and he killed no fewer people than him. He was full of scheming and good strategy.Chaos Demon God, who doesn't know that he is a ruthless character?

Luo Hu and Hongjun have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and their fighting spirit has been worn down bit by bit, and Luo Hu has no enthusiasm for fighting Hongjun.

They managed to kill Pangu with great difficulty. Luo Hu originally wanted to win the first place in the new world, but just as he was about to compete with Hongjun, all creatures in the world heard a piece of news at the same time——

Hongjun joins the Dao of Heaven.

Rahu: ...

He almost crushed the God-killing Spear, but fortunately, the God-killing Spear was strong enough.

Luo Hu returned to his territory. Over the years, besides the God-killing Spear, he also has other treasures, one of which is the World-Mitching Black Lotus.

The Mieshi Heilian is also a scattered thing of the chaotic green lotus, which is transformed from an immature lotus seed of the green lotus.

He touched the God Killing Spear, leaning against Hei Lian with his back, and Luo Hu looked at the sky.

A few days later, Hongjun was regarded as the ancestor of Taoism.Not to be outdone, Luo Hu founded the Dao of Demons and became the ancestor of Demons.

Luo Hu's nature is unrestrained and stubborn. Although he is a demon ancestor, he is not like Hongjun who lives in Zixiao Palace all day long.

Holding a god-killing gun, he traveled all over the world, and when he encountered a creature with fighting intentions, he would fight with it, keeping the ones that were pleasing to the eye alive, and killing the ones that were not pleasing to the eye!

He and the God-killing Spear were stained with blood countless times, and the light on his body became brighter and brighter, and the God-killing Spear became the world's number one murder weapon.

Fortunately, the God-killing Spear has an extraordinary origin, and the cause and effect of killing will not be left behind, otherwise the cause and effect hung on the light gun can be seen clearly for thousands of miles.

Later, Luo Hu heard that Hongjun had taken in several apprentices, so he got up, and he beat everyone one by one with the killing gun.

The most powerful one can't survive three moves in his hands.

It's just... the edge of the eye is very important.

Sanqing's Daoist spirit was too strong, and as soon as Luo Hu saw them, he thought of the pious Hongjun, so he had a headache and let them go.

Nuwa...not suitable for fighting.

Hongyun...too weak, meaningless.

Quasi-mention and reception?

Luo Hu looked at them frowning, the gun was tightly held in his hand, he sneered.

He had never seen such a hypocritical person, a hundred times more hypocritical than Hongjun.

Therefore, the more he looked at these two bald donkeys, the more he disliked them.

Ever since, Luo Hu beat them up with a gun.

See you in the future and fight once.

Zhunti Jieyin had a serious psychological shadow on Luo Hu and the gun in his hand.

Rahu is used to running rampant in the world. He has caused many disasters and committed many crimes.

The karma on his body was accumulating more and more, Luo Hu looked at the black air in the sky, he understood what would happen in the future, but his mind was calm.

He thought that he still had some years left, and he could continue to commit crimes.

So he went to the world.

Tens of thousands of years have passed since Pangu opened the sky, and creatures are all over the earth.

Rahu stands in the middle of the earth and feels the world.Lots of gizmos...but nothing interesting.

A daze flashed in Luo Hu's eyes, and he continued to travel around the world, clutching the God-killing Spear tightly in his hand.

He discovered that there are very few saints in this world, even Da Luo Jinxian.

He looked around, the fighting spirit withdrawn from his mind.

When he, who had fought for millions of years, suddenly had nothing to fight, he lost his way.

He went to find Hongjun, who was watering the flowers in the garden, and he said flatly, "Then we won't fight."

Luo Hu exploded, and he asked Hongjun, "If I don't fight, what else is worth doing?"

Hongjun glanced at the god-killing gun in Luohu's hand, and said calmly, "Ask yourself."

Luo Hu froze for a moment, and Hongjun suddenly cast a spell on Luo Hu's hand, looking like he was going to destroy it.

Luo Hu was furious, "Hongjun, what are you doing?! Although it is a weapon, but it has lived and died with me for so many years, I have long regarded it as more important than my life!"

Hongjun's eyes were indifferent, "The hostility on it is several times heavier than yours. If it stays, it will lead to catastrophe sooner or later."

Luo Hu gritted his teeth, "It's not my turn to destroy it now!"

Hongjun said: "It's just a weapon, a dead thing."

Rahu, "It's a living thing!"

Hongjun, "Living creature, does it have a spirit?"

Luo Hu frowned, suddenly realizing something.

*

Except for the first few days when Zisheng's consciousness was clear, he fell into a long period of chaos.

He only remembered that more and more murderous aura surrounded him, and he saw that everything was blood red.

He heard someone talking to him.

"You are such a good gun. I have never used such a good weapon before."

"Using you to kill people is comfortable, clean and neat, don't break it, or I will have to bother to find a new weapon."

"I won't kill you, I'm afraid that my weapons will be dirty."

"Knocking again..." The man was silent for a long time, "Fortunately, you are from Qinglian, so you won't really knock."

"Why is it dirty? It's so dirty, why don't I find a sword for you next time?"

"I'm not worthy to use a gun to kill you."

"I haven't used a god-killing gun for 5000 years, you should feel honored."

"Hey... hold the lamp well!" The man seemed to be remorseful, "I would not have taken you out if I knew it earlier, and it was stained with blood again."

Later, the man led him to the highest point, and the place was shrouded in black mist. The man held him in his arms and laughed loudly: "This is my demon world, you and me can enjoy this glory together!"

The man treated him better and better, and they were no longer like masters and weapons, but the most intimate partners.

Until one day, the man suddenly surprised and said to him: "This seat suddenly remembered that you have an extraordinary background, maybe you have a soul! Can you say a word to this seat?"

Zisheng only has memory ability, but no thinking ability. He doesn't know what the other party means.

The man said again: "It doesn't matter if you can't speak, I sit in the world and will find all the spiritual treasures in the world for you. When your spiritual energy is sufficient, you may have a spirit."

Later, Luo Hu really found countless treasures from heaven and earth, which were really good things.

He smelted it, and used the smelted material to temper the God-killing Spear, and gradually the God-killing Spear became more powerful.

Luo Hu held the God-killing Spear and lamented, "Why do you only gain weight and not brains?"

Luo Hu used spiritual energy to save him for a long time, and one day Luo Hu realized something. He leaned closer to the God Killing Spear and said, "Maybe you already have consciousness, but you can't speak or move like a newborn child?"

Luo Hu was silent, so he picked up the god-killing gun and was in a daze.

From that day on, Rahu talked to him all day long, teaching him to know things.

Luo Hu is a restless person, and he also has a lot of time to accompany Zi Sheng to travel in the mountains and rivers.He carried his belt up to the sun, the moon and the stars, and saw all over the rivers, lakes and seas.

Someone once tentatively asked Luo Hu, "Ancestor Demon? Are you still fighting? There is a quasi-sage who provokes you..."

Luo Hu impatiently waved his hand, "I'm already tired of fighting, and I still have important things to do at this time, don't bother me."

Luo Hu was extremely concerned about the consciousness of the God-killing Spear, but as his karma became heavier, the God-killing Spear remained silent.

Luo Hu paused, ordinary children can speak at the age of one, but he has been with the God Killing Spear for 1000 years.

The catastrophe is approaching, and the world will be shrouded in thunder.Holding the god-killing gun in his hand, Luo Hu asked in a low voice, "Do you have a soul?"

The karma on the God-killing Spear is heavier than his, and the thunder disaster is approaching, and I am afraid that he will not survive today.

It's a pity that Luo Hu's thousand years of painstaking efforts will eventually turn into nothingness.

Luo Hu looked at the God-killing Spear for a long time.

"Do you have a soul?!" His voice was hoarse and trembling.

Thunder rumbled, the earth split open, ghosts rushed to the ground, and karmic fire surrounded Rahu.

The mighty divine thunder struck down, directly facing the god-killing gun.

Luo Hu stretched out his hand to cover the body of the gun, and he was robbed for the God-killing gun.

Zisheng's consciousness was very blurred, but he clearly remembered that his consciousness could fluctuate slightly.

At that moment, a strong suction caught him, and the hostility on his body gradually eased.

The endless grievances surrounding him seemed to be attracted by something, and surrounded another person.

Zisheng's memory turned blood red.

The hostility of the person who has always been very kind to him is getting heavier and heavier, becoming dozens of times what it was before.

The man stared at him, and didn't ask him if he had a spirit anymore, but said softly, "Let's go, turn into a prototype. I took away your karma. From today onwards, you are no longer filthy in the world, but the most Pure things."

The man suddenly smiled bitterly, "I forgot, you don't have spiritual wisdom yet."

He turned into a rhizome again and floated into the sky.

Zisheng thought, he is intelligent.

He looked down, Mo Zu Mo hair hanging down, alone in thousands of thunder and fire.The mountains collapsed, and the sun and the moon faded away.

Zisheng said "Well", he exhausted his strength.

Mo Zu glanced up, and the fire burned him up.