After Hongjun Dao left.

All the fog of chaos has dissipated here.

In the depths of the crater, there was still a small Innate Chaos Forbidden Array.

The Immortal Daoist walked here, and the faint illusion around him evolved into a scene of ghosts crying and howling.

The magic voice is sad, and the ghost screams again and again.

There is also an abyss-like illusion at the feet, which makes people look at it at a glance and see it deeply, as if it is a bottomless pit.

I don't know what the innate magic weapon that Hongjun said in his mouth is, and it will evolve from its own forbidden law to such a Jedi.

However, for the Immortal Dao people who had even broken the Chaos Great Array outside the valley by force.

The only remaining small layer of the Guardian Forbidden Array is naturally a no-brainer.

In front of this small chaos forbidden array, he blew out a breath of immortal qi and instantly dissolved all things.

The sun, moon and stars all emerge in this breath, and there is a taste of being reversed.

In a short period of time, the sun, moon and stars, heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are born and died in this breath.

And just between this one life and death, this little chaotic innate forbidden array that guarded the innate magic weapon turned into flying ashes.

An immortal Daoist who has a heaven and ten thousand realms, in terms of mana alone, I am afraid that only the Pangu Giant God can defeat him after several floods, in addition, how can those innate gods and demons who have only been born for hundreds of thousands of years at most, or more than a million years old, have such mana.

After breaking the formation with force.

The chaotic array was dispersed, and in the center of the earth in the center, there was a Dao pattern like a pattern made of black gold immortal liquid, forming a Dao platform.

On the platform, there are two treasures.

They were surrounded by the aura of the laws of the Great Dao.

This is the innate magic weapon that was born before the opening of heaven and earth, and it is pregnant with its own avenue, if it is judged by seniority, it is still the predecessor of the desolate world.

The Immortal Daoist looked at these two treasures and recognized them at a glance.

A book, a pen.

"The Book of People, the Book of Life and Death."

This book is the treasure of the underworld.

The Book of Life and Death.

When the Immortal Dao man saw that the innate magic weapon here was actually it, there was a flame in his eyes, and the light was brilliant, "Chance, chance." ”

"Since I entered the flood famine, this is no longer the desolation under the original destiny line, I got this treasure, the land of reincarnation, a good place."

The Immortal Daoist laughed heartily.

I didn't expect to get this treasure.

"It seems that it has something to do with the luck I have."

The Immortal Daoist silently deduced it and figured out a possibility.

In the midst of the desolation, it is under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao.

What is the Heavenly Daoist?

The consciousness of all beings also.

The consciousness of the sum total of all animistic things.

Heaven is selfless, Heaven is selfless, and there is only instinctive law, which is used to run the world and make the world run well.

Under the Heavenly Dao, the amount of luck it has means how much meaning it has to heaven and earth.

Depending on how much luck you have, the way of heaven may arrange opportunities for you, just like the protagonist jumping off a cliff and not dying, but getting a great treasure.

Changsheng entered the flood famine, carrying the luck of the great realm of immortality, and merged into the flood famine, and the way of heaven gave Changsheng an adventure that was in line with his luck with selfless and selfless arrangements.

And when it comes to the acquisition of luck, the significance of the influence on heaven and earth.

This effect can be either benign or malignant.

Coincidentally, as long as the influence of heaven and earth is huge, you can obtain a huge amount of luck in the heavenly dao.

Like a wicked person, even if he is scolded for eternity after death, he will finally leave his name for eternity, which is true.

It doesn't matter if you do good things or bad things.

The significance of the impact cannot be erased.

Meaning is the most crucial part of "creating something out of nothing", the universe comes from nothingness, first has the meaning of existence, and then has the reality of existence.

The Immortal Daoist put away the book of life and death, and looked at the desolate land.

He had some guesses about the strangeness between the desolate heaven and the earth.

At this time, Hongjun has not yet been sanctified, so ......

…………

The vastness of the wilderness.

The extremely vast continent is invisible, and even if a person like Hongjun Daoren can already step into the realm of time and space Daluo in half a step, he still can't travel through the Flood Desolate Continent in a short period of time.

After three months.

The northern part of the Flood Continent.

It's a lonely world, with a primal and reckless atmosphere.

When you look up, you can see that there are swimming fish and birds the size of stars jumping between the sea and the sky.

"Hongjun Daoyou is visiting, please come in quickly."

When Hongjun walked to a sea of ice.

There was a mighty sound of the sky, which shook the desolate North Sea and trembled, and the huge waves of tens of thousands of feet high were set off, and the sea and the sky were connected into a line.

In the endless ice mist, an ancient ice palace loomed.

A towering tree is rooted in the palace, which can really be described as a towering name.

It was like another piece of heaven and earth, separated from the flood and a world of its own.

It is an innate world that fell out of chaos.

But if you look closely, you will find that the world seems to be indistinguishable from that ancient tree.

It's as if this tree is the innate world.

Hongjun Dao people stepped on the footsteps, and the people came to this ancient giant tree.

When he looked up, he could see large purple and red stars, hanging around the trees in all shapes and sizes.

This is a world ancient tree.

"Raise your eyebrows, the last time I said goodbye, it's been 30,000 years." Hongjun Daoren sighed.

The ancient tree transmitted the voice, revealing a loyal voice, and said, "Daoyou, do you want to come and test your magical powers with me again?" Last time, you lost to me, what did you bring this time? ”

Hongjun smiled and said, "This time, I have brought the opportunity to transform into a fellow Daoist. ”

Gu Shu said solemnly: "Seriously. ”

It is an ancient tree in the chaos, Pangu fell into the flood with the chaos fragments when it opened the sky, although it has a great body, innate great mana, and the hollow body calls itself a realm, but it is limited by chaos and cannot adapt to the laws between the flood and the world.

All in all, it is irrigated by the laws of chaos and cannot regain its footing in another environment.

It's just because the flood is dominated by the innate Dao, not the environment of the Innate Dao.

To adapt, you have to take shape.

This is tantamount to cutting off the foundation of the innate chaos of the past and turning it into the acquired desolate Dao body.

Under the tree.

Hongjun said: "Daoist friends can still remember that you and I have 30,000 years of fighting methods, and the three corpses method shown by the poor Dao. ”

Gu Shu raised his eyebrows, with a hint of thought in his tone, and said, "Do you want to persuade me to behead the main body as a three-corpse corpse?" ”

Hongjun said: "Back then, the poor Dao only realized the three corpses method, and the three corpses were all beheaded, and it was only a quasi-saint, but after 30,000 years, the poor Dao went one step further and comprehended the method of sanctification. ”

After that, he gave birth to the Jade Disc of Creation, sang the Three Thousand Great Avenues, and evolved his Xuanmen Immortal True Avenue.

The ancient tree raised its eyebrows and looked at this Dafa, which was completely different from 30,000 years ago, the leaves of the tree swayed, and the big stars hanging around it were shaking.

"This, this realm ......"

It speaks violently.

I never thought that Hongjun, an acquired god and demon born in the desolate world, would be able to realize a realm that many of their innate gods and demons could not reach.

In the chaos of those years, there were gods Pangu and many gods and demons born in it.

At that time, the heavens and the earth had not yet been opened, and the gods and demons were among the innate ones.

Once Pangu dispels chaos, opening and closing from Ziqing to distinguish from the turbidity, I don't know how many gods and demons died under the Pangu God Axe.

Pangu gods, because they are different from other gods and demons, call themselves humans, so they are called gods.

Other gods and demons are not human, such as raising eyebrows is a chaotic god tree, in order to avoid the powerful Pangu, they all call themselves gods and demons, and dare not call themselves gods.

It stands to reason that the gods and demons born from the innate should be more powerful than the creatures born in the desolation of the day after tomorrow, but now Hongjun in the desolation of the day after tomorrow has come up with the method of mixing Yuan Daluo that he has realized and made the innate gods and demons raise their eyebrows and shock.

The creatures of West Kunlun are more powerful than the innate gods and demons.

But Yang Mei didn't decide at the first time, but asked: "Daoyou said only two?" ”

Hongjun said: "Yes, in addition to the poor road, there is indeed a god and demon who has realized the path to a higher realm, who is this god and demon, in fact, there is no need to say more about the poor road, Taoist friends can also feel the changes in the desolate world in the past 10,000 years, the gods and demons began from the west, and in the past 10,000 years, they have killed the Tao from the west to the east, and the east and west of the desolation are almost extinct. ”

Raising his eyebrows thoughtfully, he said: "It's him, the incarnation of the blood, mud and bones of the many gods and demons killed by the gods and Pangu back then, and carefully speaking, he is also an innate god and demon." ”

Hongjun said silently: "This god and demon is named Rahu, poor Dao when he opened a killing ring from the west, he fought with him once, at that time Poor Dao did not know his roots, was defeated by him, and then cultivated for ten thousand years, and recently found him again, and was defeated by him, but after these two defeats, he also knew better what he wanted to do. ”

"This demon is the regeneration of the blood of the innate gods and demons, and he is congenitally hostile to the world transformed by the great god Pangu, so the original intention is to slaughter, but I didn't expect that in the process of slaughter, he actually found a way to become stronger, both to cultivate a killing path, kill everything, refine all things in the flood wilderness, and kill him until he is the only one left in the flood wilderness, he can use the essence blood of the endless flood wilderness creatures, and merge into one and become the second Pangu."

Raising his eyebrows, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"The innate killing god that slaughters everything, except for him, no foreign objects are tolerated. This is the second path to the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal. ”

Hongjun said: "Therefore, I came to find a Taoist friend, Rahu this demon has become the common enemy of all things in the flood wilderness, as long as there is still a spirit in the flood wilderness, his avenue will not be perfect, and none of us can stay out of it." ”

"With the strength of one person, it is really not his opponent, starting from the killing path, the accumulated mana is too terrifying, plus this demon has the first killing weapon in the chaos of the past years, it must be combined with the strength of everyone."

Hear the words.

Raised eyebrows and lost in thought.

Hongjun continued: "Fellow Daoist, that Rahu endangers the flood famine, and it can only end unless he dies or we die. Therefore, Poor Dao wants to use this method of Mixed Yuan Daluo to ask Taoist friends to help me get rid of this demon for the flood wilderness. ”

Yang Mei didn't agree immediately, but asked, "It's just the two of us, how sure are we?" ”

But he heard from Hongjun's mouth that Rahu had already washed the east and west of the flood with blood, and how terrifying he should be with boundless blood.

Hongjun said: "In addition to the Taoist friends, the poor Dao is also going to invite the Southern Candle Dragon Taoist friends, as well as the Nuwa Fuxi brothers and sisters under the Buzhou Mountain. ”

Speaking of this, Hongjun was silent for a while, and said: "In fact, on the way here, Poor Dao also met a god and demon who is not inferior to you and me, it calls itself immortal, and also has the form of a god and man, but this person is mysterious, and Poor Dao is quite suspicious of him, but if necessary, Poor Dao also wants to invite him to kill Rahu together, so there are six quasi-saints." ”

"Immortal ......"

Raised eyebrows and muttered these two words.

And Hongjun and the eyebrows of the mouth.

…………

Immortality walks in the desolate West.

He came to the east when he came to the wilderness, and now he is going in a strange direction.

After passing through the mountains that connected to the sky, it took three months, and finally came to the source where he felt the strangeness of the desolate world.

Western.

The sky was all blood-colored.

From time to time, there was a dragon-like lightning and thunder, and the sound was so great that it seemed to split the sky in half.

The earth was full of black and red lines, as if this was not the flood of Pangu at all, but a blood-colored world.

The atmosphere here is ......

Depressed, heavy.

Just when the Immortal Dao people set foot in the West.

Suddenly.

"Daisen helps...... Save us ......"

He cried out loudly, as if he was dying.

The owner of the voice seemed to be in purgatory all along, and finally saw someone coming, bringing a glimmer of light.

Hearing this, the Immortal Daoist turned his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

He carried his eyesight to the extreme, pierced through the layers of space in the western part of the desolate land, and saw a blood-colored sacred mountain.

There was a pool of blood, like a sea of blood.

Among them were tens of millions of corpses, arms, and bloody mud.

It was a bloody grave.

Thousands of blood-red tentacles stretched out above the pool of blood, and the two plants that took root in the pool of blood and grew up.

A golden lotus.

A linden tree.

The two treasure trees, which were incomparably auspicious, were shriveled and about to die under the blood-colored tentacles in the depths of this corpse mountain and sea of blood.

Their treasures were dim, emaciated to the extreme, and miserable beyond description.

"Great, great, help, it's going to die ......"

The trembling cry for help came from the Bodhi tree.