On the vast prairie of the northern plains, there are thunderbolts raging and shining between heaven and earth, and thousands of thunderbolts hang down to the ground from time to time, which is magnificent.

On this scene, if Ye Ang shouted: Whoever is the Taoist friend who is here to cross the catastrophe, he will never violate the peace.

Under the guidance of Yang Mei, he ran on all fours, and along the way, he also had to pay attention to avoid the thick thunder that fell down.

Although this thunder looks terrifying, there is no calamity in it, and it is not really a monk who has survived here.

With the ability to devour the squirrel, it was relatively easy to avoid these thunders, and he let go of his legs and ran in a certain direction in the direction that Yang Mei pointed out.

Inside the pavilion, looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside, Yang Hui supported his chin with his arms and pouted in boredom.

"Father-in-law, what is my father God going to do, commanding the devouring calves to run around like this, one moment is walking in the snowy mountains and snow, one moment is riding the waves on the East China Sea, and the other is the northwest desert with a tornado, wading through the sand, and now he is running around against thunder on the northern plains, what if he is tired?"

"Hmph!" Yang Mei snorted dissatisfiedly, "Don't talk nonsense, with your friend's cultivation, it's just rushing, and it's not in his eyes." ”

He glanced at Yang Hui, "Don't look at it, the others are all Taiyi Golden Immortal Nine Turns, you are still a Taiyi Golden Immortal Six Turns, what kind of heart." ”

"Hmph!" Yang Hui was even more unhappy, a pair of blue lotus flowers were hugged to his chest, his small mouth was pursed, and he turned his head away, not looking at Yang Mei.

Seeing that the old god Fuxi was there, Nuwa Niangniang thought about it, and she couldn't help but be a little discouraged, "Alas, you guys are really not fun." ”

"Smack!" Ye Ang slapped her lightly on the head, and immediately made Yang Hui "ouch".

"Your father hasn't been back to the flood for a long time, it's rare to come back, walk around, wander around, what's wrong, you talk a lot. ”

Yang Hui was aggrieved, and looked at Yang Mei suspiciously, thinking that his father had indeed not come back for a long time, but his heart was sour, he nodded, turned his head and said to Eater, "Eater, let's run faster." ”

Well, this girl really believes it.

The devouring beast roared wildly, and it suddenly accelerated, and a huge power suddenly came, but it did not shake the few divine beings in the slightest.

It's just that just when the devouring stool increased its speed to its maximum, the huge roar suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the wild dancing thunder snake in the sky quickly annihilated and disappeared without a trace.

He roared in dissatisfaction and reluctantly stopped, according to his experience, Yang Mei was about to change places again.

Sure enough, I only heard Yang Mei say leisurely: "Let's go, go to the Southwest Wilderness!"

Devouring the Calf did not hesitate, the divine powers around him operated, and a void door appeared, and he carried several gods directly into it.

Yang Hui looked at Yang Mei and realized that the time for the father to change places this time seemed to be much faster than the last time.

......

In the southwest of the flood wilderness, the mountains and ravines are not around, stretching and undulating, and the waves are magnificent.

Above the clouds, overlooking the below, I only felt that the mountains below seemed to have life, with their heads facing and tails facing southwest, as if countless dragons and snakes were going to rush to the bottom.

"Ten Thousand Veins Dynasty Ancestor, it is really incomparably spectacular. Yang Mei nodded in praise, this kind of scene, even a powerhouse of the Mixed Yuan Realm like him, felt pleasing to the eye.

Ye Ang just looked down and shook his head, "More than 200 billion years, but it is just four miles closer to Buzhou Mountain, I really have to wait until the Ten Thousand Veins Dynasty Ancestor, I don't know if it will have to wait until after the immeasurable tribulation." ”

Yang Mei did not answer, in his opinion, this change itself is a kind of great creation, although it is small, but it has given birth to infinite changes, so that the future of the desolate land, there are more possibilities.

Yang Hui's smart eyes blinked, looked at the sky outside, and said with some surprise: "The weather outside is very calm, I thought there would be some strange vision this time." ”

The devouring scuba also stopped in mid-air, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, then looked back at Yang Mei, waiting for his instructions.

Yang Mei smiled proudly and said to Ye Ang: "In this way, our fellow Daoist's mind has calmed down. ”

"In that case, let me go and meet this old friend. ”

Yang Mei's big sleeves flew, and the big fluttered in the wind, he walked in the void and commanded to the devourer: "This time I will go by myself, you are here to wait for my good news." ”

Yang looked back at the distant figure of his father, and then he vaguely understood that he seemed to be looking for someone, and couldn't help asking, "Father-in-law, my father will be fine, right?" ”

Ye Ang smiled indifferently: "What can happen when you visit relatives and friends." ”

"Really?" Yang Hui had some doubts, turned around and turned to use his supernatural powers to investigate, but unfortunately, in a moment, Yang Mei had already flown into the dark, and he used his supernatural powers to cover himself, the gap between Yang Hui and him could be described as an abyss, and naturally it could not be detected.

So a moment later, she gave up her little bit of caution in frustration.

But after a while, she couldn't stay idle, and flew straight out of the gazebo, walking around.

Ye Ang didn't care about her, and directly let the devouring calf carry the pavilion around aimlessly in the misty mountains.

Ye Ang Nuwa sat side by side, letting the devouring calf carry the pavilion through the towering mountains and mountains, the clouds in front of her like silk and silk, sweeping over the pavilion and the pavilion.

Nuwa unconsciously leaned on Ye Ang's shoulder, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

This area should be in the morning at this time, and the clouds and mist between the sacred mountains are shrouded, and behind the clouds and mist in the distance, there is a faint reddish glow, which is becoming brighter and brighter.

Ye Ang stretched out his hand to grab Nuwa, and he also cherished this rare moment.

He was still a little glad in his heart, fortunately, Yang Hui left early very cooperatively, and he was not worried that Yang Hui would have any accidents, so he enjoyed this beautiful moment with peace of mind.

......

The clouds and mist were shrouded, and on a towering tree, the Hongjun Daoist, who was already a crane-haired child, stood with his hands in his hands, and the wide Taoist robe made his already tall body look even taller.

In the past few days, because of the little boredom that has always existed in his heart, he has traveled all over the wilderness, and it is also because his state at this time is extremely special, which can be called the sub-saint extreme realm, which is definitely not something that can be described by the consummation of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

So much so that everywhere he went, heaven and earth were in sympathy with his state of mind, unpredictable, and all kinds of visions were generated.

It wasn't until time went by that his heart gradually calmed down, and he was about to smooth out the bit of boredom in his heart like King Kong.

At this time, he stood on the top of the sacred tree, overlooking the bottom, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy, although that little bit of trouble still existed, but it had been faintly grasped by him.

Hongjun Daoist believes that with only one opportunity, he will be able to break through thousands of doubts, see his true self, and then ascend to the realm of mixed yuan with the most perfect attitude!

Suddenly, Hongjun Daoren's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked down from afar, only to see that at the end of his sight, the clouds and mist were scattered to both sides, as if there was a supreme being descending, and the sea of clouds was diverted by faults.

A tall monk with silver hair and white clothes was striding away, his feet stepping on the void, and between his walks, the dragon and the tiger were walking, and the instrument was magnificent, as if he was going to overwhelm everything.

However, Hongjun Daoren's cultivation is superb, and he faintly sees another possibility.

It was as if heaven and earth were centered on him, and the surrounding heaven and earth were converging towards him.

It's not that he's coming towards him, it's the space he's in is moving closer to him.

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