Chapter 5 The Demon Clan’s Plan, Lin Chao Song

The prehistoric world, the base camp of the demon clan, and the palace of ten thousand demons.

In the prehistoric world, there are many forces and powerful people who are not concerned about Emperor Xin's strong evidence of the Eighth Emperor, but at the same time, there are many people who care about this matter and want to intervene. In addition to the West, there are also demon clans.

If it were the past situation, Di Jun would naturally not care about these things at this time, nor would he interfere in the affairs of the human race. After all, there are too many things involved. The last time Wu Zhiqi's incident caused Tai Shang to drop Tai Qing Divine Thunder.

Even his spiritual treasure sun gold wheel has suffered greatly from wear and loss of power.

However, the current situation is different from the previous situation. Although the witness emperor or the witness emperor's incident, both the people and the progress of the matter are different.

It is precisely because Di Jun has such a plan.

"Eight Emperors, Emperor Xin..."

Di Jun sat on the main seat of the hall, with a contemplative look on his face, slowly knocking on the handrail in his hand, making a slight sound.

He is now immersed in thinking about this matter, so that he didn't even notice it even when Taiyi appeared, or rather, he had discovered it long ago, but he didn't care.

"Brother, what did you think about this time? How could you think of helping Di Xin?"

Taiyi frowned and spoke directly, interrupting Di Jun's thoughts.

Di Jun paused in his hand, raised his head, looked at Taiyi, and smiled on his face, "This matter was considered very clearly for me, not on a whim. This matter is somewhat helpful to my demon clan..."

"As for the current situation of my demon clan, if there is no powerful merit to resolve it, I am afraid that it will take not long. And the path of Emperor Xin can help my demon clan. If he wants to prove the method of the two emperors of this dynasty, he will go against the will of heaven..."

"But his own cultivation is already at the realm of Daluo Golden Immortals, and with the assistance of the Lord of Shang and other forces, it is not difficult to accomplish anything..."

Di Jun still knew about Zhunti leaving the Western Lingshan Mountains and going to the human race.

Because from the beginning, he felt that the West would not miss this opportunity, so he kept paying close attention to the West. Although Zhunti had many methods, he could not hide it at this time.

As for the other people, their eyes were no longer above this place. Obviously, there were other important things, and I don’t think I knew about Zhunti’s career.

"There are other forces?" Taiyi's expression fluctuated.

In the Shang Dynasty, the one that involves a lot is the line of Wen Taishi. Even if there are others, it is not too involved.

But he felt that the Jie Sect would not interfere in this matter.

"It is precisely because of the assistance of other forces, that I feel that it is relatively easier for my demon clan at this time."

"I have decided on this matter, and the candidates have also been decided and can be implemented..."

Di Jun looked at Taiyi and slowly spoke, "Taiyi, what happened behind the demon clan is the same. By the way, observe the situation of the eight hundred princes..."

He nodded too much and said, "Brother I understand, among the eight hundred princes now, Xiqi and the Chan Sect have some relationship, and the others have nothing to do with each other..."

Di Jun nodded and said, "You should pay close attention to what's going on next, and the demons themselves..."

Taiyi nodded slightly, then bowed and left the hall.

After thinking about it, Di Jun stood up and left the hall.

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The Shang Dynasty, Chaoge City.

In the palace.

Emperor Xin suddenly opened his eyes, and the imperial energy in his body kept vibrating until a certain direction.

"I don't know which immortal elder has arrived, please show up and see you!"

Emperor Xin's eyes were slightly stern, and he said lightly, "The power of the emperor covers the hall, even in the early stage of the quasi-saint, it would be like entering a mud here, struggling to walk. The emperor's momentum at this time is indeed terrifying.

"I didn't expect that your cultivation will progress so quickly..."

Zhunti walked out of the void and looked at Di Xin with a smile. More than ten years ago, Di Xin was still in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. In just a few decades, he was promoted to the late stage of Daluo. Such methods are enough to surpass countless existences in the prehistoric world.

Of course, Zhunti knew that Emperor Xin was trying to compete for the existence of the Eighth Emperor, so he was naturally a little different, and he became more and more optimistic about this matter.

"The Western Saint of Cundi?!"

The moment Emperor Xin appeared, he could feel a terrifying holy power, which made him breathless. The great laws and talismans in his body stopped operating.

The Taoist who was dressed in apricot yellow cassock was only one of the two saints in the West. Combined with his behavior, I think it was the only saint of Cundi.

"But it's the deity!"

When Zhunti heard this, his smile on his face became even more intense, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Saint Cunti is here today, I don't know what is the matter?" Emperor Xin asked withdrew his gaze.

"Assist with you!" Zhunti walked forward, came to Di Xin, and said with a smile.

"Help me?" Di Xin frowned, and his thoughts were changing.

"That's right, if you want to have one dynasty and two emperors, you are going against the will of heaven, and this matter is not so easy to succeed. At this time, the eight hundred princes in the world opposed Shang, among which the princes like Xiqi have shadows of other forces behind them. You alone will probably be difficult to deal with..."

"I can help you to pacify the human race and prove the Eight Emperors..." Zhunti said slowly.

"What does the West want?" asked Di Xin.

"Merit, fortune, monks, these are all what the West wants..." Zhunti smiled.

Hearing this, Emperor Xin did not speak. If he had merit and luck, it would be not difficult for him to attain the Eighth Emperor. As for the monks, he also understood what Cunti meant. Then, as long as the monks involved were not from the Shang Dynasty, they could give Cunti.

"How far can the West do?"

Emperor Xin thought about it and asked.

"Help with all our strength!"

Zhunti's eyes lit up, as if it was brighter than the sun and the moon, and he smiled.

When Emperor Xin heard this, he smiled on his face, "Since the Saint Zhunti said this, how could Emperor Xin not agree? In this way, he would be happy to cooperate!"

"Okay, as long as the Shang Dynasty fights in full swing, I will help you with all our efforts, pacify the human race, and prove the Eighth Emperor!" said Zhunti.

Di Xin nodded without saying anything.

Zhunti smiled, his figure faded even further until it disappeared, but the faint holy power still enveloped the place.

Emperor Xin looked at the west, without opening his mouth, his eyes were faint, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The Shang Dynasty was indeed not strong enough before, but now that the West has joined, it has improved a little bit, pacified the human race, and the national fortune has increased. With its own means, there is still a great chance of proving the Eight Emperors.

But at the same time, he was also paying attention to the fact that behind these eight hundred princes, some of the most threatening ones with other backgrounds were Xiqi.

Perhaps this was the case before, and it would be easier to worry about the help of the West.

Of course, these are not enough to win.

Unless there are other forces to help.

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