There is no way to know the years when Pangu opened the world, whether it is a little incomplete imprint, or the information left behind is just a fragment, what happened in that period of the past, even if it is Hongjun today, I don't know why. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the original level of the Pangu Great God has obviously surpassed the current Hongjun, which is very clear to anyone in both Hongjun and the Flood Desolation.

Especially Hongjun, after reaching the semi-sixth dimension, he understood the gap between himself and the Pangu God better.

This kind of supreme character, if it is really three points of the Yuan Shen, then how can this three points of the Yuan Shen only have this strength, and how can the desolate world be controlled by him Hongjun?

The Sanqing has never been transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, but they are still very special, and they are transformed by Pangu who personally captured the largest six-dimensional fragment after he shattered the six-dimensional small world.

Pregnant in the flood famine, born in the flood famine, and part of the flood famine.

Their essence is above everything else, but because of the supreme supernatural power of the Pangu God, they have been completely integrated into this heaven and earth, and they have been completely assimilated, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other.

Like most of the six-dimensional fragments, this largest piece naturally contains more six-dimensional mysteries, and also contains more images of the mysterious existence of the Pangu War, but it is only an image, and it does not represent the Pangu God.

Hongjun knew this for a long time, and Sanqing naturally knew it too. It's just that the creatures in the desolation don't know.

"The three of you are special, your soul is essentially above all else, so, I hope you can sense the existence in the desolate land, between the past and the future, those existences!"

"You are a part of the desolation, a part of this world, and only you have the opportunity to do it!"

Hongjun whispered, even he couldn't travel to that infinite era, the era when heaven and earth were not opened, and sense that unknown history.

Only Sanqing has this hope.

"I hope you can succeed."

As he spoke, Hongjun's body flashed and disappeared directly into the Zixiao Palace.

……

In the outside world, the battle has begun, and from the center of the Flood Desolation and the Otherworldly Small Universe, the Nine-Headed Clan is in the lead, fighting against sixteen saint-level existences alone.

The aura of each of these sixteen saints was very terrifying, and their appearance was also diverse, each of them was different, and between the fluctuations of the laws and rules on their bodies, a huge crack was torn open.

They came from different universes, they were one of the subordinates of the Supreme Empress, and they were also elites, and usually, sixteen of them were enough to resist the seven saints of the flood wilderness, but this time they were forcibly blocked by a strange guy.

A dozen sixteen.

The Nine-Headed Clan alone stopped the sixteen of them, and the scene was actually an advantage, these sixteen saints were actually pressed back by the Nine-Headed Clan alone, and they were about to doubt their lives.

"Is this guy also a desolate? Why have you never seen it? A blonde-haired and golden-eyed five-dimensional saint looked confused, and while resisting the divine power of the nine-headed clan, he asked the saint on the side.

"I don't know, this guy ...... It's too strong, and it looks like it's not afraid of death, and it's actually ...... Actually ......" The saint on the side turned red, not ashamed, but angry.

Sixteen of them, each of them is a well-known existence in the multiverse, one of the five-dimensional saints under the command of the Supreme Empress, and they originally came to this desolation to be beaten by those indigenous saints, after all, those natives were at most one dozen two and one three, and it was also quite difficult.

But what about now? There was actually a more fierce one, one person actually beat sixteen, and beat sixteen of them back again and again, this kind of strength, even if it is the first god general under the command of the empress, I'm afraid it's not as good, right?

……

"It's too weak, it's too weak!"

The Nine-Headed Clan smashed a five-dimensional saint with a punch, turned around and stomped his foot, and the entire void directly exploded into a terrifying black hole, and rows of black holes were connected in parallel and in series, distorting the entire void into twisted flowers.

Although he has only recently become a saint, he proves with his strength that the real body is invincible, and his strength is unparalleled, and the sixteen five-dimensional saints in front of him are really not enough, and he can't resist being beaten by him.

What kind of magic spell, what magic spell, before he got close to his body, he was scattered by the sky-rushing blood qi, even if one or two occasionally leaked, it would not hurt to hit his body, and he couldn't even leave a red mark.

It is simply invincible and invincible.

In the distance, the Supreme Empress frowned when she saw this scene.

"Is this how the old man came back to life? If there are four or five more such people, it will be almost impossible to take down the flood famine! ”

Her eyebrows raised slightly, and a pair of mist-like eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Bloody clothes, go kill him!" ”

"Yes, Your Highness!"

On the empress's side, a young man in white nodded indifferently, and then a blood-colored light directly burst out of his body and flew towards the Nine Heads Clan.

That's right, this guy is the blood-clothed god general. The strongest person under the command of the Supreme Empress, an invincible existence in the five-dimensional saint realm.

That is, he chased and killed Li Yue in the first place, and he didn't know how many worlds, so that the system sacrificed his life, and spent a huge price to use the power of the gate on the other side, so that Li Yue could leave safely.

This is an eternal shame, and it is the only failure point of Li Yue's life.

Of course, that time was also a turning point in his life.

I haven't seen him for many years, the blood-clothed god will still be as rich as jade, and he is still as cold as ice in his bones, only occasionally looking at the empress, the pair of ice-like pupils will soften a lot, perhaps, he is walking the way of ruthlessness, but he is not a ruthless person.

"Die!"

Horizon.

A blood-colored sword light slashed directly at the Nine-Headed Clan.

"Get out!"

The eyes of the Nine-Headed Clan froze, his body did not move, and he grabbed the blood-colored sword light that filled the sky with one hand, and a large area of the void was directly scratched, and the blood-colored sword light was also pinched and exploded with one hand.

But there was also a deep wound on his palm, and the flesh rolled up.

"Actually...... You can scratch me! ”

The Jiutou clan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Okay, good, finally a good guy has come!" ”

And the palm of his hand had already healed before he spoke.

"Report your name, my nine-headed clan, never kill the unknown!"

With a sweep of one hand, the Nine-Headed Clan directly swept aside the sixteen five-dimensional saints around him, and directly looked at the flying blood-clothed god general and drank coldly.

"Die!"

The blood-clothed god will be as cold as ice, and the blood light between the white-clothed fluttering bodies will shine, and the blood-colored light will simply turn into a sea of plasma, spreading to the entire void, wrapping the nine-headed clan in it, and even a bloody smell can be smelled in the rich blood light, which is pungent and rushing.

At this moment, the blood-clothed god general was like a demon god, holding a blood-colored long sword in his right hand, stepping on the blood wave and slashing towards the nine-headed clan.

"The Way to Kill!"

The Nine Heads took a hard breath, "What a nostalgic feeling!" ”

"However, your Dao is not firm enough, not ruthless enough, compared to those fierce gods in the primeval era, although your realm is a step higher, but the Dao heart, is still far behind?"

The blood wave turned into the sky, and the rolling blood-colored light slapped the body of the Nine Heads Clan one after another, and wherever the blood wave passed, the void was eroded into loopholes, and the terrible corrosion and destruction were contained in it, and between the thoughts, the world was about to be turned upside down.

But the Nine-Headed Clan is fearless, or rather, there is nothing worth fearing him, even the original Heavenly Dao and the current Hongjun are not worth it.

The blood-clothed god general naturally does not have this qualification.

"Killing, Destroying, Death, Cause and Effect ......"

The Nine-Headed Clan sneered, "In the face of absolute power, everything is a joke. ”

"Let you taste my strongest supernatural power, the trick that cut off Jianmu and cut through the flood wilderness."

"Sermon 1st!"

He said lightly, his palm turned slightly, as if it was flipped indiscriminately, and the entire palm seemed to turn into a peerless giant axe, and a terrifying sharp edge rose into the sky, slashing directly at the blood-colored heaven and earth.

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ps: I stayed up late for the past two days, I was very tired, I rested today, and I didn't get up until five o'clock in the afternoon. But tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, I will have to work overtime. Although I would love to say "wqnmlgb" to the boss, ...... The days go on.

The update is late, I'm sorry everyone. At night, the author will take a little time to write more and publish it regularly when the time comes, so that everyone will not be delayed reading the book if they work overtime tomorrow.