"Pangu!Xuanyuan!" For a long time, 'Xuanyuan' stood quietly in the chaos and swallowed two names.

The memory was steadily restored, and Xuanyuan remembered that in order to expand the influence of the Temple of the Gods in the Flood Wilderness, he took the first batch of gods of the Temple of the Gods to preach about the Flood Wilderness, so that the Temple of the Gods would be unknown to the gods in the Flood Wilderness, and the gods would not know it, and ascend to the top of the strongest and largest force in the Flood Wilderness.

With an order from the gods, all the gods bowed their heads, what a majesty.

Of course, these are not what Xuan Yuan wants to see, when it comes to his cultivation, with the help of Xuan Xu, his vision is longer-term.

Immortality is his goal, or immortality has always been his goal. Everything he did was for the sake of immortality, whether it was building the Temple of the Gods, Guangluo the gods, influencing the Flood Wilderness with the prestige of the Temple of the Gods, or collecting the Heavenly Pride and condensing the luck of the entire Flood Wilderness.

But when Xuanyuan turned around, he realized that he had thought too simply, and these pediatric methods could find an immortal opportunity? Then Pangu would not have the idea of killing three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, nor would he have the Dao Flood Desolation. The other Chaos Demon Gods will not leave only a trace of the primordial gods and flee far away, each of them to find their own way to achieve immortality.

Fortunately, he found out quickly, otherwise he would have fallen into the quagmire of the flood and couldn't get out if he kept going.

In order to make up for the cause and effect he left behind and not let himself fall into the quagmire of no low after the flood, Xuanyuan decided to change the 'present'.

With Xuanxuan, Xuanyuan directly broke through the Heavenly Dao, entered the long river of time, and shuttled all the way to the past. Even with Xuanyuan's cultivation, it is not so simple to travel through time and space.

In the time and space that had just stepped into the past, Xuanyuan felt a burst of relief, and the causal line on his body had disappeared, as easy as when he had just come to the flood wilderness.

At this time, the flood famine looked barren in Xuanyuan's eyes, even the gods had not yet been born, they were still in the gestation of heaven and earth, and 'themselves' had not yet come to the flood famine.

In this way, Xuanyuan has been waiting for himself to come, and Xuanxu has gone to find another self, Xuanyuan doesn't care, Xuanyuan has never treated Xuanxu as a subordinate or a servant.

Xuanxu, as the only existence in the wilderness that can discuss with himself, sometimes asks Xuanxu. Without him, the one who achieves is the first.

After the 'Xuanyuan' came, it merged with the 'Xuanyuan'.

After Xuanyuan knew the future of 'Xuanyuan', he changed his mind about letting the Temple of the Gods reign in the wilderness.

Before Xuanyuan could digest the memory of 'Xuanyuan', a Monkey King stretched out his hand and pointed at it, directly shattering Xuanyuan's divine body into nourishment for the desolation, and ninety percent of the divine souls were also absorbed by the heavens and the earth, leaving only a trace of the divine soul remaining in the desolate heaven and earth.

In the end, it was a Xuanhuang merit that protected this Xuanyuan from death, otherwise the Monkey King would have destroyed Xuanyuan with one finger.

Xuanyuan, who only had a trace of his divine soul left, could only retreat and recuperate, and this time he woke up because of the drastic changes in the chess pieces he had laid out that made him wake up from his slumber.

When Xuanyuan woke up, he naturally knew why he was picked up by the Monkey Giant, because 'Xuanyuan' not only came back with Xuanxu, but also brought another three thousand souls with him, which made the Monkey King suppress it.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan's complexion was a little bad, not only because of Pangu's suppression, but also because of the memory from 'Xuanyuan'.

In the end, Xuanyuan calmed down, but Pangu's suppression of Xuanyuan was still a small book in his heart, and if he had the opportunity, Xuanyuan would naturally ask Pangu for a small face.

As for revenge, ahem, Xuanyuan said that his skills were not as good as others, and he would wait for the ontological enlightenment to be immortal and then find face.

"Has it come to this point?" Looking at Hong Huang at a glance, every detail from the beginning of his sleep to the present appeared in Xuan Yuan's eyes.

After the temple of the gods fell asleep, it was taken over by Xuanxu, to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, Xuanxu has been restricting the temple of gods from appearing in front of the gods, and then the chess pieces have been acting according to the 'script', and now there is an accident in the final closing stage.

"Three thousand swords?" Looking at the war between the Western Wilderness and the Divine Court, he swept his gaze to the top of Buzhou Mountain, looked at the Divine Emperor and the Divine Rebellion and the giant sword, and soon Xuanyuan knew all the reasons.

"At the beginning, there were less than 100 of the 3,000 Ming Chess, but fortunately, the Dark Chess has not suffered much loss. ”

The three thousand Ming Qi are the three thousand gods who were brought back to the past by 'Xuanyuan' from the future, and now there are less than a hundred left, but fortunately, those dozens of gods are either in the God Emperor Realm or the peak cultivation of the God King, otherwise they may not be able to escape this catastrophe.

"Is it a sword three thousand? There will be a place for you in reincarnation. Withdrawing his gaze, Xuan Yuan said silently. Not only is Sword 3000 the strongest in the 3000 Ming Chess, but also because of the Sword 3000, Xuanyuan woke up, which is enough for Xuanyuan to help Sword 3000 reincarnation.

With a slight movement, Xuanyuan disappeared in place, and the surrounding chaos swept away all the traces and breath left by Xuanyuan.

When Xuanyuan reappeared, he stopped in front of an old Daoist, saluted him, and said with a slight smile: "Fellow Daoist, please stay, the road ahead is prohibited." ”

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In the extreme east of the wilderness, a gust of wind blew, and a crystal clear, green tree made a crisp 'salsa' sound.

At the top of the tree, there was a handsome and beautiful young man who was unrestrained and eclectic, lying on it in white clothes, one hand covering the sun, squinting.

"Are you coming? Keep me waiting. ”

Then the white-clothed deity and the tree disappeared into the far east, and when they reappeared, they appeared in front of a tree shrouded in yellow light, and in front of the tree stood an indistinct figure, and even more strangely, the fruit of the tree had the appearance of a baby.

The young man in white showed a smile when he saw him, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know if I have time to stop and drink a cup of tea." ”

The figure inside also showed a smile when he saw the young man in white, saluted the young man in white, and said, "Okay! ”

Hearing the words of the figure inside, the young man in white laughed even more: "Go together! Go together!"

Then both of them disappeared.

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A long river of time and space appeared in his eyes that ran through the ages, and several vague shadows appeared in it, and the sword was ruthlessly swung out, cutting through the long river in his eyes, stepping in, holding a sword in his right hand, wearing a white dress and floating without wind, stopping in front of several figures, and said: "Forbidden ahead, please go back!"

In the middle is a Xuanhuang pagoda on his head, and wisps of Xuanhuang Qi float down above his head.

The one on the right is holding a banner, and the chaotic qi slowly emerges on the banner.

One with four swords on his back, without making a sound, stood on the right.

There was also the appearance of a woman, a pot in her hand, the pot emitted a silvery-white fluorescence, and one knew that the pot was obviously extraordinary.

In addition, there are two figures, both of which are sitting on top of a lotus flower. One holds a seven-colored branch in his hand, and the other sits down emitting a golden light.

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Lao Dao didn't dare to be arrogant when he saw Xuanyuan, and returned the salute: "Daoist friends are polite, poor and polite." ”

"There is something wrong with the poor road, I hope you don't stop it. Lao Dao did not back down, but hoped that Xuanyuan would not interfere.

"Daoyou, this is where the words, as their teacher, their faults are also part of me. ”

Xuan Yuan shook his head, but still stopped in front of him and didn't get out of the way.

"Then please ask Taoist friends for advice, poor Dao Hongjun. ”

A jade disc appeared on Hongjun's head, and the mysteries of the Three Thousand Great Dao were emanating from the jade disc.

"Hongjun Daoyou, in Xia Xuanyuan, the first time we met, please give me a lot of advice. "A bead that emits chaotic light appeared on Xuanyuan's head, and at the same time, the bead also exuded three thousand avenues, which was not much more than the jade disc on Zhihongjun's head.