Feeling under the gaze of an unfathomable and perceptive gaze, Zheng Zha still maintained a rock-like calmness, and only cast his deep gaze on the bronze giant gate.

The heart is like a rock, and the wall of the heart is also as stable as a rock, protecting himself and the tiger spirit of the human sword, even if it is a fifth-order witch saint or some other high-ranking existence, he will not want to wantonly search his secrets without breaking the wall of the heart, this is the personal absolute realm that every strong person who has achieved the fourth order cannot be violated!

Not like Wagner's almost worship, nor like Luo Yinglong's shock, Zheng Zha's first moment the door opened, he saw that there was an ancient altar inside! The altar was huge and boundless, as if it could be extended to the end of time and space! That kind of all-encompassing momentum made everyone feel a sense of their own insignificance, and the ancient vicissitudes of life made people feel a throbbing from the bottom of their hearts, a kind of resonance throbbing with light and dust.

However, this magnificent altar has cracked everywhere, and the evil qi of the heavens is constantly spilling out of the cracks. A strange and incomparably majestic figure stands like a mountain in the gloomy and obscure atmosphere, obviously the body shape is not so tall that the field of vision can not accommodate it, but it makes it difficult for Zheng Zha to see all the figures clearly, no matter what, he can only see a part of a figure at the same time.

"What a terrible wave of power...... But what is even more amazing is the unignorable and inexhaustible 'sense of existence', compared to them, all powerful beings are as light and distorted as paper painting duckweed, this is probably what I briefly sensed under the 'Law Heavenly Thunder', completely unifying all the selves in parallel time and space, with a state above the fourth order of almost infinite spiritual light, to truly see their full picture, it is probably necessary to have a higher perspective of more than three latitudes...... However, even such a powerful fifth-order witch saint is still dead after all......"

Witnessing the existence of a venerable figure that can only be looked up to, and can never be seen in its entirety, Zheng Zha's eyes flickered with an inextinguishable blazing flame, witnessing the great power of the fifth order, but it strengthened his belief in the pursuit of strength and transcendence. However, on the other hand, such a powerful existence is still unable to escape under the Heavenly Gods, which makes Zheng Zhe's heart extremely complicated, and he is worried about Wang Zongchao, who is also in the body.

With Zheng Zha's eyesight, it could still be seen that the Heavenly Gods were not condensed around the one that stood tall and succumbing, but penetrated their bodies at will without any hindrance, which showed that their bodies had long lost any vitality and spiritual power. But even after death, their bodies are still immortal, and they are still like an eternal energy furnace that exudes immeasurable majestic energy all the time, witnessing their strength during their lifetime.

However, the true core of the Heavenly Gods is the only one sitting on the altar, a tall and withered figure, like an old giant pine that has gone through thousands of years, and its body is full of traces of antiquity and vicissitudes eroded and sharpened by time, as if it will completely decay and turn to ashes at any time.

A swaying and ever-present heavenly light flowed down from the heights like water, through the thick heavenly evil qi that was like a seal, covering and eroding everything, sprinkled on this old figure, and also illuminated his eyes.

No matter how vicissitudes of life and decay the whole body, his eyes are incomparably bright and clear, no turbidity, no dust, as if there is a universe in his eyes, vast, brilliant like a galaxy, containing infinite wisdom and mysteries.

"Du Tianshensha is because of him, it is enough to prove that he is the only fifth-order witch saint who can still live until now? It is precisely because he has been alive that his body has been eroded by Du Tianshensha, and he is not as immortal as the rest of the witch saints who have long since died?"

Zheng Zha was thinking about it in his heart, but he saw Wagner kneeling down on one knee with the white-haired ancient witch, stroking his chest and bowing his head, and respectfully said to the old witch saint in the door: "The great Hongjun Grand Priest, the witch general Wagner is willing to do his best for the revival of the witch clan!"

Like Zheng Zha and others, although Wagner behaved piously, he did not step into the bronze gate, after all, the strong aura of Dutian was by no means easy to resist. However, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the inside and outside of the door, so that only a very rare amount of Dutian evil qi could be revealed.

"The only fifth-order witch saint alive is actually the Grand Priest of Hong Jun, but it is true that he is the only one who has the best chance of surviving!"

Zheng Zha had already roughly understood the ancient witch clan in the transmission message of the white-haired ancient witch, and knew that among the ten witch saints of the ancient witches, the nine witch saints who were in charge of the nine flags of the capital were basically equal in power and prestige in the clan, and the only one who really had the first authority of the ancient witch was the chief priest of Hong Jun, who was in charge of the creation of the jade disc. It's not that he has the strongest power, it's just that he's the embodiment of the wisdom of the ancient witch clan. In contrast, although the patriarch of the ancient witch dynasties, Pan, also had a particularly high prestige, but once he could not achieve the witch saint, he could not be compared after all.

"The Wu clan is dead, extravagant revival, meaningless!" The other party's voice was indescribably old and indifferent, as if through the ages, witnessing countless vicissitudes of life and overturning, although it does not sound so grand and loud, but it is mixed and miscible and omnipresent, from all directions, from everyone's blood and soul at the same time, as if it is their own and the whole world in their voices. Although no one can imitate or repeat this ancient language, or even the tone and voice, they instinctively grasp all the messages conveyed by the other person.

The three of them were all surprised when they heard this, and the other party's meaning was conveyed very clearly and clearly, without the slightest concealment of misleading, and it seemed that they were really not interested in the revival of the Wu clan at all.

Wagner, who had just expressed his determination, felt even more sulky, and couldn't help but wonder: "So what does the high priest mean?"

Hong Jun's tone was long and calm, and he couldn't hear any resentment, exhaustion, or pain: "The Wu clan does not have a unified bloodline inheritance, and only all those who open the genetic lock and break through the limit of the innate bloodline in the desolate world are the race. The concept of establishing a clan is to reform the way of heaven in the wilderness, if there is no such ambition, it is just a vain name! And if the Wu clan has planned and accumulated countless years, and has made a desperate bet to complete its work in one battle, if the 'Great Sacrifice of Revolution' is completed, then the Wu clan will be the eternal protagonist of the flood and famine; if it is defeated, it will be a catastrophe! Once the Wu clan has been defeated, the whole clan has fallen and disappeared, and there is no resentment. If we talk about revival, not to mention how slim the chances are, even if we succeed, it is also a path that has been taboo by the Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation, and the more we go on, the more bad our luck will be, and even if we can reach the end again, we will only repeat the mistakes of the past, what is the point?"

Even Hong Jun had given up on reviving the ancient witches? But in this way, what was the point of him enduring the torture of the gods for thousands of years, and still maintaining the last piece of the ancient witch relics from collapsing? What is the point of us so-called "inheritors" who have inherited the brand of the ancient witches?

Due to an unexpected answer, at the same time that his thoughts began to appear chaotic, Luo Yinglong slowly exhaled a breath and restrained all his heart, as a cultivator who should have perfectly controlled his heart, it was a sign of extreme danger to start thinking cranky.

He knew what this was about, not only because of the impact of the totemic path of the ancient witch on his cultivation path before, but also because the witch saint in front of him had invisibly caused a huge and deep suppression of him, even if he didn't do it deliberately, just because of the growth and decline of his luck caused by this huge realm gap, it was enough to easily shake his spiritual defense. At this point, he is obviously inferior to Zheng Zhe, who has a perfect "Heart Wall" defense line.

After a moment of silence, with a long deep breath, adjusting his state and cleansing his soul, Luo Yinglong asked, "Then what is the attitude of the high priest towards those of us who inherit the brand of the Wu Clan, and what advice do you have?"

"At a time when the Little Flood Desolate Realm is about to be completely destroyed, it naturally makes sense that you have been sent here with great pain. Hong Jun replied indifferently: "At least for Immortal Qin, as well as the existence that has left a mark on you and dominated your life and death, you are the fish hook, which is used to hook the twelve heavenly god flags, the creation jade disc and other important fish hooks of the witch clan's treasures!"

Luo Yinglong listened to it, and couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, whether it was through observing the past and future or directly reading his mind, Hong Jun had undoubtedly gained insight into the Immortal Qin and even the main god behind the scenes, the question was only how much he knew. For such an existence, all the disguises and tricks that the reincarnators are accustomed to are useless. Under his gaze, even the Lord God might have to remain silent.

Although he clearly recognized the key essence of the reincarnation, Hong Jun still continued without the slightest mockery or anger: "However, the destruction of the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' is imminent, and even if the treasure of our clan is left, it will only be annihilated in the Heavenly Gods, and if it is 'fished away', it is understandable. And since you are a fishing hook, you are indispensable for fishing bait after all, and in my opinion, the most precious 'bait' on you is 'variable'!"

"'Variables'?" Luo Yinglong was shocked when he heard this, and he muttered unconsciously.

Although Hong Jun's tone was indifferent, he was still quite patient in explaining: "Since the failure of the 'Revolution Heaven Festival', I have survived under the gods of the capital to this day, just to think. I've done countless calculations, but I haven't found any way to avoid defeat. Even if it seems that there is only a thin line of success, it will only fail in the end. Eventually, I came to the conclusion that under the totem system of the Wu Clan, this would only be a problem that could never be solved!

Therefore, only by jumping out of the limitations of the totem system and opening up the confluence can the 'Open Heaven Festival' have any hope of success. It's a pity that I, and even the entire Wu clan, have been immersed in the totem system for too long, and I have fallen too deep, and I want to completely jump out and find another way, and there is no time for this!"

Luo Yinglong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked loudly: "In other words, we have another 'variable' outside the totem system that you value?"

"Yes, although you have opened the high-level genetic lock, you have almost never been exposed to the totem system of the Wu Clan before you came here. The power system you use is varied and extremely complex, and it is much weaker than the Wu clan of the same level who has completed the natal totem, but they all have good points, no matter which one it is, it indicates another valuable 'possibility' outside the totem system!" Hong Jun looked deeply at Zheng Zha and the three of them again and continued: "In you, there are not only martial arts that use virtual laws to sublimate your own life vitality until you reach it, but also qi refining that originates from some kind of divine creature outside the flood wilderness. The wonderful cultivation method of cultivating the gods as the foundation and finally merging with the Heavenly Dao, and some people have been exposed to a certain Heavenly Dao origin aura that was once divided and eventually reunited, all of these may give me a new inspiration beyond the totem system, even though I no longer have the opportunity to practice it myself, but it is possible to glimpse another correct path that is truly enough to successfully transform the Heavenly Dao before I die, if so, I wish to taste it, and I will die without regrets!"

Even if you can't achieve the Great Dao, you must still witness the Great Dao! As for the forgetfulness of the ethnic group, the inheritance of the way of the ancient witch is just a matter of waiting! This is the true idea of the last surviving ancient witch, Hong Jun, the embodiment of the wisdom of the ancient witch!

The more Wagner listened, the more unpleasant he became, and among the three, he was undoubtedly the one who decided to give up everything in the past without hesitation and fully turn to the ancient witch totem system, so he couldn't help but ask in a bitter voice: "Could it be that the Grand Priest of Hong Jun doesn't want us to inherit the path and legacy of the Wu clan?"

Hong Jun replied, "No, I just hope that you don't abandon your precious 'variables', and on this basis, you can do your best to integrate all the totemic systems you have come into contact with, so that I can observe the new changes after the 'variables' in you are combined with the path of the Wu Clan." According to my guidance, the better the person, the more likely he is to obtain the treasure of our people. Otherwise, even if I offer the treasure with both hands, you may not be qualified to take it. ”

When he said this, Hong Jun slightly raised an arm that was as withered as rotten wood, and shook the dusty aura around him.

A shimmer of light shone on him, illuminating his eyes, revealing a light source suspended above his head, hidden in the depths of the Heavenly Gods.

It was a drop, a liquid the size of a thumb, as thick as amber, and the surface of it rippled slightly, and it inspired a liquid that was brighter than the concentrated sun, and more brilliant than all the colors of the world combined, dazzling to the eyes and incomparably glorious to the gods!

Every drop of light that is fleeting in less than a billionth of a second has a unique vivid and vivid changing brilliance and trajectory, and every moment, the light spots that flicker on the surface of this drop of liquid at the same time are more than billions of dollars?

These incomparably short and unique countless points of light are chasing, colliding, devouring, assimilating, symbiotic, dividing, resting, hibernating, growing, multiplying, and evolving from each other all the time...... Yes, every point of light is an incomparably vivid and unique life, even if their form is incomparably small and their life is incomparably short, they are still incomparably tenacious and incomparably active life!

Vibrant, varied, ever-changing, containing infinitely wonderful and endless possibilities of all life elements, life phenomena and life information in it rushing, flowing, brewing, converging into substance, and all condensed in a small drop of blood!

Wagner snorted and closed his eyes, but his eyeballs had burned out the moment he saw this drop of blood, far beyond the huge amount of information that his spirit and genes could load, instantly collapsed and shattered the gene chain of his eyes, and the cells and tissues of his eyes collapsed and destroyed in an instant, although for him it could be repaired and healed quickly, but if he tried to keep observing, this chain collapse would even spread throughout his body, killing him!

Luo Yinglong closed his eyes in time, ran his Dao heart, and forcibly omitted the infinitely intricate and cumbersome details he received, and instead experienced it from a macroscopic perspective that did not seek much understanding, but was surprised to find that this drop of blood, which was condensed and condensed by hundreds of millions of life elements, did not present a chaotic and unpredictable feeling on the whole, but had a particularly harmonious and beautiful, far-reaching and grand macroscopic rhythm like the undulations of the tide and the rotation of the nebula, as if a vast and boundless life universe.

Zheng Zha is the only person who can always look directly at this drop of blood, but judging from his violently trembling eyeballs and the bruised muscles on his face, it is estimated that it will not be easy.

Hong Jun calmly explained, "As you can see, this is the 'Pangu True Blood' of the three supreme treasures of the Wu Clan. In order to refine this blood, the Wu clan traveled all over the realms of the flood wilderness, hunting the origin and natal essence blood of hundreds of millions of desolate creatures, including many congenital desolate beasts, and then merged into the essence of the bloodline of the Ju clan, and used countless means to refine it for a long time, which only achieved this Pangu true blood that condensed all the life forms of the desolate desolation, as well as a series of ecological phenomena such as natural selection, withering and declining. It is also the only lifeform that is not afraid of the erosion of the Celestial Evil, to be exact, it can even grow slowly with the Celestial Evil as nutrients! I can support the immortality to this day, and I rely on it a lot!"

Zheng Zha and the others were speechless when they heard it, and couldn't help but think of the scene when the ancient witches were besieged by countless powerful desolate beasts and the desolate race that they had glimpsed in the chaotic time and space before, and dared to kill all the desolate desolations in order to refine the "Pangu True Blood", and even the innate desolate beasts such as Xiangliu were inevitably hung up and bloodletted.

Hong Jun continued: "Pangu's true blood is not touched, except for the living beings themselves, they cannot be stored and transported in any containers and spells, even if they are given to you, you will never be able to afford it. As soon as the witch general's assets are touched, they will be disintegrated and devoured in an instant. The assets of the witch king can't hold up a breath. Even if I give these things with both hands, how will you take them?

But it doesn't matter, I've already made the arrangements for you. The only thing you can barely control now is a certain Celestial Banner that is compatible with you. Only after you have obtained the power of the Celestial Banner can you seek other things in an orderly manner. However, the Dutian God Banner is not in the Witch Temple, but as the pillar of the realm, distributing the twelve pivots of the 'Little Flood Desolation Realm'.

The key to taking the Heavenly Banner is to connect the bloodline totem of one's own achievements with the Divine Banner Totem, in order to seek the unity of the human flag, and the more consistent it is with the Divine Banner Totem, the greater the power that can be called, but if it stops there, it will also allow oneself to be imprisoned under the Banner, and you will not be able to get out until the collapse of the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm'. If you want to take the flag, you need to guide the Divine Banner Totem to have unprecedented new changes, so that the Divine Banner and the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' are subtle and detached in advance. Those who have successfully taken the banner need to return to the Witch Temple as soon as possible before the 'Little Flood Desolate Realm' is completely destroyed, and I will show you how to take the other treasures together!"

The three of them behaved differently when they heard this, Zheng Zhe frowned and pondered, Wagner was eager to try, but Luo Yinglong suddenly sighed, "It's not that I don't want to take the flag, but how difficult it is to integrate two unrelated paths." The more I understand the breadth and profundity of the Wu totem's way, the greater the volatility and conflict caused to my original path. If I do what the High Priest wishes, I will have to survive a painful and long trough before I can usher in a breakthrough in strength.

And those who want to take the flag, in addition to our reincarnated 'Wu Clan', there is also an absolutely strong and united Immortal Qin, with my current state, even if I am lucky, it is just to make clothes for others, it is better to hide it. ”

"It turns out that it is to retreat as advance, and to test the ...... from it" Zheng Zha nodded secretly, this is also the way it should be, after all, it is unlikely that the other party will let the reincarnator who still retains his independent personality and does not regard himself as an ancient witch obey him, even if he is a fifth-order witch saint, Hong Jun with supreme wisdom among ancient witches. Then next, whether Hong Jun is persecuting or inducing, he can always test something more-such as whether the witch saint who urged them to death is still so strong that they have no hope of resisting.

"Well, this is not unreasonable!" Hong Jun was not annoyed by Luo Yinglong's shirk, but agreed, and then said: "This Immortal Qin has an extremely deep karma, although the method of refining the body is very different from that of the Wu Clan, it is also exquisite and unique, and it deduces the secret of one yuan to the extreme, and also takes into account the way of refining the gods and refining the void...... In time, the achievements are not below our people's year, and if we can inherit our people, it will be like a tiger!

However, the deeper the Xianqin heritage, the more it will not be regarded as a guideline, at most it will be used as an important supplement and complement, and what I hope to see before death is that it is still a adaptation and derivation of the way of our clan. At the very least, it proves that I wasn't too wrong back then, and that most of our efforts are not meaningless. In that sense, I should indeed be of some help to you.

You think that it is difficult to integrate your own way and the way of totem, but now it is difficult to make a difference, but there is no need to worry about this, just because according to the old practice of the Wu clan, all the witch generals who first ascend the 'Ask the Holy Ladder' can receive a 'blessing of creation', which is enough to greatly alleviate your current troubles!"

Luo Yinglong was still hesitating, but Wagner did not hesitate, and immediately went up and said loudly: "I am willing to go to fetch the flag immediately, but before that, the main priest will also give the last general the 'Creation Blessing'!"

Hong Jun nodded and said, "If you wish, you can do it yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a huge roulette wheel composed of six rings inside and outside suddenly appeared out of thin air under Wagner's feet, and each wheel staggered around Wagner, following the eternal and indescribable mysterious trajectory of rotation, or seeing the heaven and earth, the universe and time and space, or there is a cycle of life and death, alternating light and dark, and there is also the coexistence of virtual and real, water and fire...... Each round is composed of completely different positive and negative phases, but they are all one, interlocking, and wonderful. When the wheel rings overlap with each other, they continue to derive new wheel rings, and for a while they only see thousands of wheels turning, without distinction between inside and outside, without boundaries, and the reciprocation is endless. Vaguely, there seems to be a vast and magnificent Dao Lun sound that has reached the sound of the Great Sound from ancient times, and it seems that the ancient Heavenly Dao is sending out blessings.

In the perfect rotation, Wagner's hundreds of millions of totemic patterns were driven to shuttle, as if the original messy threads were gradually woven into the most beautiful and neat silk under the drive of the ingenious loom. Gradually intertwined in front of and behind Wagner to form a dragon like a snake, but with a strange dragon head growing at each end, wandering through the void and coiling, chasing and devouring each other, vaguely seems to reveal some kind of rules of thermal circulation balance.

It is unbelievable that the originally ominous Dutian evil qi, driven by the heavy rotation in front of him, has gradually transformed into a trace of clear and mysterious qi, which is clear and pure, and mellow, as if it can conceive all things!

Zheng Zha looked at this unimaginable miracle in a daze, from the endless rotation around Wagner, he could feel the infinite vastness and grandeur of the heavenly path like the world stone seen in the dark world, but even the world stone seemed to have indescribable flaws and mottled compared to it, complicated but not extant, vaguely in terms of meteorology and pattern, it seemed to be inferior to more than one level...... In other words, most of the benefits that Wagner can obtain now are greater than his observation and contact with the World Stone, at least it seems that the totem he has reconstructed now is no longer just imitating the white-haired ancient witch, but is truly tailored for himself and suits his own style!

"It's ...... The Heavenly Dao Weapon!Creation Jade Plate!" Luo Yinglong clenched his fists on the side, excited, and only muttered in his mouth: "It's so harmonious! It's so perfect! This Creation Jade Disc is the comprehension and interpretation of the Heavenly Dao of the Ancient Wu Clan, and the interpretation is extremely perfect...... However, the problem is that there are irreconcilable conflicts and contradictions in the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, and it is impossible to be so flawless. Therefore, it is actually not a faithful reflection of the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao, but a correction and distortion of the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao, to a certain extent, this is a great thing of heavenly jealousy!"

"Is it possible to forcibly interfere and distort reality with one's own will? This is also the characteristic of the light of the soul, but the light of the mind is almost limited to the realm of the self, if the target becomes the entire Heavenly Dao of the Desolation Heaven, it is really unimaginable!" Zheng Zha sighed in amazement: "It's a pity that this ambition that is higher than the sky still failed in the end. If only their ambitions weren't so great, or if they didn't seek to finish the battle, it would be nice to leave a few more ways for themselves to retreat!"

Luo Yinglong was silent, but he secretly shook his head in his heart, knowing that if this ancient witch path went to the path of distorting the Heavenly Dao from the beginning, the more it developed and expanded, the greater the power of the Heavenly Dao would definitely be. Not to mention the monstrous slaughter caused by the ancient witch in the desolate realm in order to refine the "Pangu True Blood", just looking at the current "Creation Jade Plate", even the Heavenly Gods can be distorted and blended into treasures such as innate Xuan Qi and Qiankun essence, how can it be without a price? Therefore, most of the ancient witches' "Heavenly Sacrifice Sacrifice" has reached the last moment of having to do it, and there is no other choice but this path.

At this moment, Wagner had escaped into the void along with the spinning wheel, apparently being transported to another location.

"Since it has been favored by the Great Priest of Hongjun, the younger generations are also willing to receive the 'Blessing of Creation', and please receive the Tianwu Divine Flag!"

Luo Yinglong no longer hesitated, and immediately made a request. Although he knew that this way of relying on distorting the Heavenly Dao to fulfill the individual would most likely have hidden dangers, and what Hong Jun said might not be true, if he refused, he would only put himself in a more disadvantageous position. Not to mention the cruel competition with the Immortal Qin side and even the reincarnation, just looking at the means that Hong Jun is now revealing to turn decay into magic, it should be clear that if he disobeys his arrangement, it will not be difficult for the other party to kill him.

"Good!"

Hong Jun bowed slightly, and then another roulette wheel was generated out of thin air, covering Luo Yinglong. In the next moment, Luo Yinglong's whole body was like a volcano bursting in time and space, countless talismans and hundreds of millions of totem patterns were intertwined, colliding from time to time and stirring the debut electric sparks, and the glow was steaming everywhere, and Luo Yinglong's face and body were extremely distorted, and the Yuan Shen escaped above his head under the protection of a blue and a purple double sword, but he was stirred up by the intricate talismans and totems, looking embarrassed and painful. However, under the beautiful wheels of each round, each round with endless mysteries and harmonious circles, the situation has never deteriorated, but gradually tends to be harmonious and unified.

Luo Yinglong's attainments in the Xiuzhen Avenue are extremely high, and his strength is in no way inferior to the fourth-order, so the conflict with the Ancient Witch Totem is far greater than Wagner's, but if he can break through the difficulties with the help of Hong Jun, his achievements will naturally be greater, and it may even lay a new path that integrates the Ancient Witch Totem and the Xiuzhen Dao!

"Do I also need to accept the 'Blessing of Creation'? and should I fully trust Hong Jun's words?" Feeling that Hong Jun would cast a meaningful inquiring gaze on himself, Zheng Qi asked himself, since he was released to the ancient witch totem, he has been like a sponge absorbing water all the totem fragments that are useful to him, and it is still extremely smooth, without any reluctance or any signs of conflict with capable stars...... Or, this is Chu Xuan's possessed Tiger Spirit Help, or maybe this is because he is already a fourth-order middle realm, since this is the case, it is better to ......

Zheng Zha took a deep breath and asked, "I'm the first witch king to climb the 'Ask the Holy Ladder', according to the rules, should the treatment be different from that of the witch general?"

Hong Jun nodded and said: "This is not bad, since he is a witch king, in addition to choosing 'Creation Blessing', he can also ask a question to the saints, or make a request that is not extraordinary!"

Zheng Zha made up his mind and said the request in one breath: "Then, I ask for the details of why our clan perished back then, the more detailed the better, and it is best to let me directly observe the past time and space!"

Although she has obtained the history of the ancient witch conveyed by the white-haired ancient witch, the real key to the destruction of the ancient witch is not clear, to be exact, she is just holding the important place of the ancient witch, and she is forced to sacrifice her life by the endless tide of wild beasts. The only one who really understands the key is a high-level like Hong Jun. And Wang Zongchao, who controls the Nine Voids and Boundaries, can make the past of Fengyun history repeat itself, which is naturally not a problem for Hong Jun.

"Oh......" Hong Jun was not surprised at Zheng Zha's request, and then said slowly: "There is no problem with this, but it is just to accept information from the past time and space, and it may not be risky for you, be careful!"

As the words fell, a buzzing wheel also appeared on Zheng Zha's side, and as the wheel rotated, the vision changed, time went back, and he went back quickly!

First, there were scenes of ancient witches and desolate beasts fighting and fighting similar to those who had arrived in the Xiaohong Desolate Realm before, and then I saw the space and countless simple and magnificent city towers and palaces disintegrating and peeling off one after another. The gods of the heavens were gushing and raging in all directions, and even if many ancient witches and desolate beasts escaped from the Xiaohong Desolate Realm, their bodies festered and decayed, turning into dry bones...... Immediately after that, the scene quickly focused on the core of the Xiaohong Desolate Realm, showing the same scene as the altar behind the bronze door.

I saw that Hong Jun was no longer an aging appearance, but a majestic shore, surrounded by a halo of light, with six arms behind his back, each arm raised a huge wheel ring high and hung it on the altar.

There are also twelve strong existences behind each of them appeared a heavenly god flag, and they all moved together, and each two of them worked together to support a wheel ring, all of which were bulging with muscles and bodies, and their muscles and flesh were like a big dragon crawling, obviously all of them were under great pressure.

Each wheel ring is connected in series with two major spaces, one positive and one negative, which seem to be endless, or boundless, or boundless, or sky-high, or infinite, or infinite, or deep, or boundless, or boundless, or boundless...... It's like forcibly grabbing out a part of the twelve immeasurable worlds and then connecting them together. These twelve chakras intersect with each other, interlocking and evolving, and in the very central part they converge to form a common intersection that seems to be infinitely large and infinitely small, seemingly all-encompassing, yet completely indescribable, mysterious to the extreme.

Another powerful and domineering figure strode onto the altar, and suddenly opened his mouth to swallow the Pangu True Blood in the middle of the altar with the momentum of swallowing the sky and drinking the sea, and then the aura on his body increased by tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold endlessly, and he waved his hand and held a weapon in his hand.

In fact, Zheng Zha couldn't completely figure out the whole picture of this simple and unpretentious weapon, with no strange carvings, exaggerated shapes, and brilliant flames, so he could only roughly judge that it resembled both a knife and an axe, and a flag, and as for the overall shape and size, it was completely impossible to judge. Just because of its sharp fingers, all matter, energy, time and space, and even all laws and concepts will crack with it, so that some of it will always break out of the vision, perception, and even the unformed impression in the heart. Any way of perceiving, any concept or angle that attempts to measure the weapon will be like a small cloth bag trying to incorporate an extremely sharp blade, and the blade will naturally burst out of the bag, beyond the scope of the cloth bag.

A thought flashed in Zheng Zhe's heart - any weapon he had seen in his life could not be compared with the handle held by this figure, this was not a difference in quality or quantity, but it was not in the same dimension at all. Then, it will inevitably only be ranked with Pangu True Blood and Creation Jade Disk, the three great treasures of the ancient witch - Pangu Open Heaven Axe!

Before Zheng Zha could digest the incomparable shock brought by the Pangu Open Heaven Axe for the first time, he saw the tyrannical figure holding the Pangu Open Heaven Axe high with both hands, and slashed towards the center of the overlapping six wheel rings with all his might!

Zheng Zha can't describe how majestic this axe is, dominating the ancient and modern, in a trance, only to see an axe fall, the space cracks, time is easy, the avenue is divided, this axe seems to run through the vast void and eternal time, the incomparable axe is incomparable, and the withering and decaying point to the infinite past, and even the moment when the flood was born!

"This axe, this chop, is what I really want!"

Zheng Zhe's heart was surging, and he was extremely shocked, but he couldn't help but cry and laugh heartily. This is something he has never had all the way, even when he climbed the "Ask the Holy Ladder" to observe the twelve heavenly flags, and it is an imprint and inscription that points to the deepest part of his soul. It is not only the unparalleled power of this axe, but also the incomparable determination and will to change the past and redeem all the regrets that have passed!

For any living being, this axe is also terrifying, not to mention facing it directly, even if it leaves a trace in consciousness and memory, there will be an infinite fear that this axe will fall backwards from the end of time to itself. However, Zheng Zha ignored this fear, and looked at it with great care, and remembered it with his heart!

Just watching, just remembering, but the light of his soul and the wall of his heart are burning and sublimating in all directions like a candle thrown into a torch...... When an unprecedented sense of weakness swept through his body, he realized that the light of his soul and the wall of his heart had been consumed to the point of crumbling and not one in ten...... And because of this, he only barely remembered the first half of this axe, and the second half and the series of changes caused by it have been naturally ignored and forgotten.

At this time, I saw the mighty gods on the altar, surging like a heavenly river bursting its embankment. The powerful figure that bore the brunt of the attack was holding the Pangu Open Heaven Axe, separating the Heavenly Gods who attacked the upper body from it, but the other thirteen powerful beings, including Hong Jun, were all swaying and fluttering in the torrent of divine evil.

Suddenly, one of them couldn't support it, and was caught in a wisp of gray mist, and the whole person disappeared completely. If you look closely, you can see that the wisp of gray mist is like a vast universe composed of hundreds of millions of dead planets......

Immediately afterwards, another person was hit by a colorful divine slash, and the whole person fell into hundreds of millions of different futures, and faded away like a dream bubble one by one. Later, another person was completely annihilated by the thunder of the gods......

"Although these three ancient witches are also extremely powerful, they don't have the kind of 'can't see the whole picture' quality on their bodies, so they are not witch saints, just great witches, no wonder they can't support it first...... Wait a minute, although the one holding the Pangu Open Heaven Axe is stronger than everyone else after swallowing Pangu's true blood, he also doesn't have the characteristic of 'not being able to see the whole picture', isn't he not a witch saint?"

After the fall of the three of them, the remaining Ancient Witch Supremes obviously broke out into a quarrel, although in this situation, they couldn't spare their hands to fight each other, but just by the hostile qi clash between them, the four voids frequently cracked and disintegrated.

One of the Witch Saints frantically struggled to break free and threw himself out of the altar, but the person was soon torn apart by the billowing eruption of the Heavenly Evil Qi, and the parts of his body were scattered across the void and eaten by many strange Void Beasts.

Immediately after, another sorcerer sublimated himself with some kind of fierce burning, and in an instant, he incarnated more brilliant than hundreds of millions of stars, and the moment that illuminated the heavens and all the worlds of the universe, he completely disappeared.

Immediately, another witch saint tried to get out, and countless whiskers and vines erupted from another witch saint in an attempt to stop it, and the scene was chaotic.

In this way, the three great witches fell under the gods of the capital, and the two witch saints escaped by themselves in an inexplicable way, and the rest of the people were scattered, and the defeat of the ancient witches was decided, and they could already realize it with their knees!

When he was in danger, he saw Hong Jun's body flying with light, shaking endlessly, conveying a message to the tyrant figure holding the Pangu Open Heaven Axe.

Zheng Zha relied on the resonance of the blood to sense the key content conveyed by Hong Jun:

“…… At this point, the 'Great Sacrifice of Revolution' has completely failed, and we are no longer able to touch the initial chaos of the Flood Wasteland. You still have the power to wield an axe, please don't slash into the past in vain, but must slash into the future!

Slash into the future, slash into a future as far away as possible, hundreds or hundreds of billions of years later!

Only in the distant future, when the heavens are gone, and the gods are silent, and we flee to the future of the race, will there be a glimmer of life!

But we're not just trying to escape, we're not just going to survive, we're coming back!

Theoretically, the future returns to the past, and the more difficult the conditions to meet, the closer the distance, the more the past and the future with a clear causal relationship. With only thousands, tens of thousands of years of time intervals, it is difficult to convey even complete information to the past, let alone physical travel.

However, the buffer of hundreds, hundreds of billions of years is enough to ease everything, and the passage you have opened up through the past and the future is still enough to last for tens of thousands of years, after which it will be corrected by the laws of time and space!

This time, we made a mistake and failed. But in billions of years, there will be people with the right answers to the questions, chasing the traces of time and space that you have opened up, returning here, and continuing our unfinished cause of revolution!"

As Hong Jun finished his interrogation, the figure let out a roar that ripped the world and slashed again.

The axe light swept away, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of vicissitudes of life and vagaries were reflected, countless brilliant civilizations were born and destroyed like duckweed, and the twelve worlds of the endless flood and desolation gradually crumbled and disintegrated in the distant future, dispersing into the boundless and vast starry sky, and the remnant power of this axe struggled forward in the cosmic starry sky of hundreds of millions of light years, and finally fell straight to a blue planet!

"Is it Earth?!"