What the? The Saints of the Flood agreed to meet with us!! ”

Endless Hongmeng, vast and chaotic, under a stout and low laurel tree, wearing a simple linen robe, long hair casually draped, the raunchy Hongmeng put down the wine glass violently, and the eyes that had not been waveless for many years suddenly trembled violently.

"Really?"

The brown-haired young man beside Hongmeng also looked at Yang Xuan with blazing eyes at this moment, and his face, which had been calm for countless years, had a look of surprise.

"Seriously"

Yang Xuan said and flipped his hand slightly, a golden laurel leaf, exuding the familiar Xuanhuang aura of Hongmeng, as well as some peculiar Taoist rhyme.

Hongmeng took the laurel leaf with a dignified expression, closed his eyes gently, and opened his eyes violently the next moment, instantly excited.

"Second brother, Hongjun agreed."

"That's great." Lin Meng's eyes flashed, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A long-cherished wish that has been held for countless years is finally coming true today.

"But......" Although Hongmeng still kept smiling, his tone suddenly became confused, "The meeting place, how is it the world that covers the sky?" ”

"Covering the sky?"

Lin Meng was stunned, and immediately remembered the one he had watched before.

It is a world written by a sincere boy with a gentle and elegant scholarly temperament, a humble and not arrogant conscience.

But why was the meeting place there?

Faced with Hongmeng and Lin Meng's questions, Yang Xuan took out the words he had prepared and said, "Don't hide it from the two Taoist friends, although the saints of the flood desolation can't get out of the chaos, they can be projected into the thousands of worlds of the heavens and ten thousand worlds. ”

"And then?"

Hongmeng and Lin Meng glanced at each other and continued to ask.

"But there are some worlds in which the projections of the saints can't be entered," Yang Xuan looked around at the endless Hongmeng, vast and chaotic, "such as this Hongmeng space." ”

"That's it." Hongmeng rubbed his chin and smiled knowingly.

If this is the case, the knowledge of the Flood Desolation Saints about the Hongmeng Space is limited to those few books.

That's why we chose to meet in a third-party world.

After all, both parties are powerhouses of the Mixed Yuan Realm, and if something happens, it will not be their own world that will be affected.

"I didn't expect your system to travel through the heavens and worlds."

A glimmer of essence flashed in Hongmeng's eyes, and a white light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a gray figure.

"This ......" looked at the identical "Hongmeng" in front of him, Yang Xuan's face also showed a trace of surprise, but in the blink of an eye, he showed a clear look.

is worthy of being a big guy who has lived for more than a thousand years, although he looks lazy and casual on weekdays, his mind is still quite delicate.

Drive the trumpet to the outside world, even if you die, you don't feel distressed.

Lin Meng also instantly understood the meaning of his eldest brother and conjured a clone.

"Thanks to you, my second brother and I can finally see the outside world."

Hongmeng walked in front of Yang Xuan, his face showed a trace of gratitude, and with a slight wave of his hand, a jade-colored jade bottle with a simple shape appeared in front of Yang Xuan, exuding a faint Hongmeng aura

"Take this pot of wine."

"I collected a lot of materials in the universe to refine the Hongmeng Spirit Wine, which can be regarded as the reward for this time."

"Hongmeng Spirit Wine?"

Yang Xuan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to take the jade bottle, only to see that the wine was clear, and the strange fragrance was floating, which contained a vast and gentle mystical energy, and suddenly a trace of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

It is worthy of being a first-level Hongmeng controller, and the shot is generous!

The Hongmeng Spirit Wine from the hands of the powerhouses of the Mixed Yuan Realm is a priceless existence even in the Flood Wilderness!

At this moment, Yang Xuan couldn't help but want to take a sip.

"Ahem" Lin Meng coughed lightly and reminded with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, your Taoism is still shallow, it's better to taste it after finishing your errands." ”

When Yang Xuan heard this, he remembered that he was not even a Tianzun, and he was afraid that if he drank a small sip of this cup of Hongmeng Spirit Wine, he would be a little drunk.

"Serious matters, serious matters"

Yang Xuan secretly reminded himself, and after accepting the jade bottle, he opened the APP in his mind.

Ripples suddenly rippled in the Hongmeng space, and a hole with a faint silver light appeared in front of Hongmeng and Lin Meng.

Suddenly, Hongmeng and Lin Meng's eyes widened, as if they had seen something incredible, and the whole person showed shocked expressions for the first time.

Not to mention that the space of the Hongmeng space is extremely stable, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the two of them wouldn't have been able to detect this passage at all.

Moreover, the two of them, as powerhouses of the Mixed Yuan Realm, were unable to perceive the world that existed on the other side of the passage through this hole.

The system is really mysterious!

I really don't know who made such a strange thing!

"Two fellow Daoists, the poor Dao has resigned."

Yang Xuan bowed to Hongmeng and Lin Meng, then turned around and walked into the space passage with Hongmeng and Lin Meng's clones......

Kunlun Mountain becomes a fairy land, tens of thousands of dragon-headed peaks stand side by side, enclosing into an immortal valley, the mist is filled with light, and the auspicious light flows, making this place particularly sacred.

The three ethereal figures stopped beside the fairy pond, illuminated by the bright moonlight, like the ice and snow moonlight shrouded in eternal night on the ancient Kunlun.

"This is where the human world gives birth to immortal fetuses?"

Lao Tzu looked indifferently at the immortal pond that had dried up not long ago, which had already broken into a pile of rocks and spread out in the shape of a lotus flower.

It's like being smashed by a delicate slap.

Kunlun Mountain, although it is the Kunlun Mountain in the other world, makes Lao Tzu have a sense of touching the scene.

The last time the three of them gathered in Kunlun Mountain, it was many years ago.

Kunlun Mountain, once a dojo shared by the three brothers, has always been quiet.

It was a beautiful memory.

But after they established the religion and adopted disciples, everything began to change.

The three brothers who originally lived in harmony gradually drifted apart, from the initial disagreements, quarrels, to separation, and finally to each other, and even united with outsiders to deal with their own brothers.

Brother! For thousands of years, I almost forgot this word.

"Kunlun Mountain in this world"

Yuan Shi Tianzun pinched his fingers, and shook his head slightly, every move was secretly in line with heaven and earth, accompanied by mysterious rhyme, which made people feel solemn.

The Kunlun Immortal Mountain of this world, in front of the desolate Kunlun Mountain, is like the light of rice grains and the bright moon.

Even if it is the ancient Kunlun in the mythological era, the aura is not as abundant as the ordinary cave heaven blessed land.

Kunlun Mountain, which is the ancestor of all mountains, the source of ten thousand waters, the place where all things began, and the place where the flood era began!!

"Oh?"

The Tongtian Sect Master raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on a cliff, and he saw a stone tablet refined with stars, suppressing a corner of bloody clothes.

Two hundred thousand years have passed, and there is still an immortal will on this bloody garment.

"Is it the little empress's obsession?"

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