Chapter 1333 The Rise of the Demon Ancestor

"It's really the Emperor!"

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and laughed. He had always been curious about the existence of the Extreme Emperor, but he did not expect that he would meet him when Chaos first emerged.

Emperor Ji didn't know what he was thinking. He exhaled the magic power from the palm of his right hand and waved it in the shape of the sky, turning into a huge black palm, which was extremely solid.

Qin Jun did not dodge, letting the giant black palm fall on him, and was shaken away by the Wuji Hongmeng robe.

With the Wuji Hongmeng Robe alone, no one can attack him.

The explosion set off a huge mushroom cloud. Ji Di did a backflip and landed on the ground, sliding for several kilometers before stopping. He looked up and his brows suddenly furrowed.

The wind and waves dissipated, and Qin Jun was unscathed, looking down at him.

"Yes, it is indeed very strong."

Qin Jun exclaimed, he was very curious about the true form of Emperor Ji and how long it took for him to take form?

Although it is now the beginning of Chaos, no one knows how long it has been.

Perhaps to Chaos, hundreds of thousands of years are nothing.

It takes hundreds of thousands of years to cultivate to become a semi-saint?

Maybe longer, millions of years?

Hundreds of millions of years?

Qin Jun's mind was racing and he didn't know where he was going.

Ji Emperor came forward again, constantly moving around Qin Jun, using fists and kicks, but the Wuji Hongmeng robe created a transparent light curtain, which easily blocked him.

The roars sounded one after another.

Qin Jun touched his chin and thought about the years of chaos. Next to him, Emperor Ji attacked like flies. The scene was quite funny.

After a while, Ji Emperor attacked nearly 100,000 times, but it failed to shake the defensive shield of Wuji Hongmeng Robe. Instead, he was a little out of breath.

He struck every blow with all his strength, and since the Great Zhou Heavenly Palm did not touch Lord Qin, it could not absorb Lord Qin's mana and power, and of course it would gradually weaken.

Qin Jun looked at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Why bother, you are no match for me."

Emperor Ji was kind to him, and Lord Qin would naturally not embarrass him.

If possible, he still wants to conquer Ji Emperor. Even if it doesn't work, he will help Ji Emperor become a saint and repay the favor of inheriting the magical power.

When Emperor Ji heard this, he immediately stopped and asked curiously: "What's your name? You're actually better than me."

He traveled all over the chaotic land and never encountered an opponent, but facing Qin Jun, he felt that he had no offensive power at all, which made him a little disappointed.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, above all living beings and not controlled by the Great Dao. Naturally, you are no match for me, but apart from me, you are definitely the strongest being on this earth."

Qin Jun said with a smile that he would directly rule out Zhunti. Soon, Zhunti would be caught by him and he would not be able to escape for long.

Ji Di suddenly understood. He suddenly pointed outside the earth and into the darkness, and asked: "You are so strong, why don't you go outside and take a look?"

Qin Jun was stunned, Emperor Ji actually wanted to leave the earth.

When all living beings were stupid, Ji Di already had a desire for freedom that transcended everything, which he couldn't help but admire.

Some people are born to be respected!

"Do you want to go?" Qin Jun asked with interest. He was now full of curiosity about Ji Emperor.

Ji Emperor has already used the Great Zhou Tianzhang. Although it is only the first few moves, it shows that he has already started to create.

"Yeah, but I feel like I'm not strong enough."

Ji Di nodded. Although his personality was indifferent and lonely, his eyes lit up when he mentioned his strength.

"Practice more!"

Qin Jun smiled and said that he did not take out any elixirs or techniques to help Ji Emperor. Instead, he planned to let Ji Emperor develop normally and then assist him in the future.

Emperor Ji nodded and said, "I'm going back to practice."

After saying that, he turned around and flew deep into the earth. Just after flying a few thousand meters, he suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Are you the preaching Emperor of Heaven? I heard that you are a saint?"

saint?

Qin Jun secretly scolded these guys in the early Yuan Dynasty for being so talkative that they actually spread the word about his cultivation.

"Yes." Qin Jun simply admitted.

Emperor Ji was suddenly enlightened and said with emotion: "No wonder, it turns out you are the first saint."

"Saint...saint..."

Ji Di seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier and turned around to leave.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at the void beyond the chaos, his eyes flickering.

In the era of chaos, is there just such a continent?

As soon as this thought came up, he couldn't calm down.

After being lost in thought for a moment, he returned to the Stone Palace of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the next period of time, Qin Jun stopped traveling.

Usually divided into extralegal clones to teach Yuan Chu, Yan Xuan, Li Wu, Xi Ling, Ling Yun, Huo Qubing, Ji Haoye and other creatures. The main body spends most of the time practicing, and occasionally preaches to millions of creatures outside for hundreds of years. .

Time passes so quickly.

There is no spring and summer, let alone autumn and winter, and the vicissitudes of life pass by in an instant.

Probably fifty thousand years in the past.

The chaotic land has undergone great changes, and more and more chaotic creatures have transformed. With the rapid development of their minds, some chaotic creatures have begun to form gangs.

The most famous among them is Mo Jingcang.

As the first demon, Mo Jingcang's talent is extremely terrifying. Now that his cultivation has reached the perfection of the holy realm, he conquers strong men everywhere and wants to establish a demon clan.

In addition, many chaotic creatures have also begun to rise. Most of the creatures have names that Qin Jun has never heard of.

How many great powers in the era of chaos can survive the ruthlessness of the years?

And all this is under Qin Jun's observation.

On this day, Qin Jun finally broke through to the middle stage of Saint Realm.

The merits of the Great Dao allowed him to leap directly to the peak of the early stage of sainthood, only one step away from the middle stage, but this step took him 50,000 years.

The biggest benefit of becoming a saint through merit is that you don’t have to go through tribulations, because that is the recognition of the Great Dao, and naturally no thunder tribulations will be sent.

But Qin Jun doesn’t want all his disciples to become saints through merit. Proving the Dao with strength is the right way.

Qin Jun, refreshed, walked out of the palace and preached to all living beings again.

Among the millions of creatures around the Heavenly Emperor’s Stone Palace, half have successfully transformed, but few have surpassed the Daluo Shixian in cultivation.

The name of the Heavenly Emperor also spread throughout the Chaos Land, and he was hailed as the strongest.

Because the first batch of Chaos creatures who had listened to the Heavenly Emperor’s preaching almost all became the top strongmen of this land.

After preaching for 800 years, Qin Jun ended his preaching amid the cheers of all living beings.

At this time, Dong Wanggong suddenly flew in front of Qin Jun.

“Your Majesty, Shebi Shi is in trouble, and it is said that he has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years.”

Dong Wanggong bowed, and Qin Jun frowned.

Suppressed for tens of thousands of years?

No wonder that guy didn’t come back for a long time.

"What's going on?" Qin Jun asked in a deep voice. Whoever dared to attack his gods and demons would regret it.

"I don't know. This news was sent by a little demon from Shebi Shi Sect." Dong Wanggong shook his head. The existence that could suppress Shebi Shi must be stronger than him. He could only ask Qin Jun for help.

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Last week, I said that I would update more because this book was going to be recommended. I told you happily that I would update more, but the news came that day that it was postponed due to some irresistible factors, which caused my fighting spirit to collapse instantly. But because I had promised to update more, I could only hold back. But in the end, I didn't update too much because I lacked motivation. I felt a little ashamed. It was not easy to write all the way. Thank you for your support.

This explanation means that there will be more updates after the recommendation. I won't say when it will be recommended. I don't dare to say it. Anyway, it won't be far away.

When it comes to this number, readers of other people are urging their authors to write more steadily and not jump, but we are not fast enough and not enough. Look at how much others have. The author is really slow, watery and slow, and his character is not good... Why can't I see more people who are slower than me?

It's so fucking funny. I've been updating quite stably. I've written 2.7 million words in one year and one month. In the online literature circle, my update rate should be considered in the upper middle level. Now I'm in an awkward situation. If I update too slowly, I'll be scolded. If I update too quickly, I'll be scolded for being lame. Emmm... I'm suppressing my indignation and continuing to write~~