Beyond the wilderness, in the vast and chaotic turbulence.

A quaint and vast palace appeared silently.

On the gate of the palace, the three big characters of Zixiao Palace seem to suppress all the rules of time and space.

A Taoist boy slowly pushed open the door and respectfully welcomed a young man.

"Meet the master." The young man was imposing, and it was not until he saw the old man sitting in the void that he restrained the breath on his body.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, "My Dao is about to merge, but the way of heaven has changed, and you need to take action." ”

"But please ask the master to command." The young man said respectfully.

"The demon clan has a faint dominance in the flood famine, and the Wu clan is difficult to compete with it.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor's voice floated out of nothingness, and the Heavenly Dao retreated, without any cause and effect,

"The great prosperity of the demon clan is not in the wilderness, it is in the chaos outside the territory, and there are three thousand worlds."

"The immortal road is not prosperous, and the Shinto will rise ......"

The young man's eyes froze, and the chaotic aura behind him was great, and there were faint traces of four world-destroying fierce swords.

In the chaos, the murderous aura swept hundreds of millions of miles, and countless rules were annihilated in an instant.

"Understand."

Before the words fell, the young man disappeared from Zixiao Palace in an instant, and escaped into the boundless chaos.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor said slowly to the Dao Tong beside him, "After the Lich Measuring Tribulation, the Saint is still alive, and until you rule the heavens and the earth, you still need to go through another Tribulation." ”

"Haotian understands, it's a pity that Haotian failed to achieve the position of a saint, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered Dao Ancestor so much." Dao Tong saluted respectfully.

"There should be nine positions of immortal sages, one of the three Qings, two of them in the West, and one of them in Nuwa."

"Now there are still three saints left, but it's a pity that the Great Dao is impermanent, and I occupy the sixth of them with the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao, which is already the limit."

Hongjun Dao Ancestor said slowly, "But now that Shinto is faintly thriving, I am worried that Shinto will steal the Immortal Dao Qi Luck......"

Dao Tong bowed and saluted, "Haotian knows what to do." ”

With that, Dao Tong turned around and left Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor stretched out his hand, and a jade disc slowly emerged, and the forty-nine heavenly rules on it loomed, communicating the desolation.

"At the beginning of the chaos of the universe, the three thousand avenues were all controlled by the Chaos Demon God, but you were the only one who survived."

"Then you open up the flood famine, divide the Hongmeng, and suppress the flood with fifty heavenly paths."

"It's a pity that the most critical avenue is nowhere to be found, even if I plot to snatch your soul bones and refine them into this creation jade disc, I still can't find it."

"Pangu, what did you find back then?"

"Why do you want to open up the flood and establish the way of heaven? And why do you want to cut off your own origins? ”

"I will definitely find the avenue of power, even if all your bloodlines are refined, I will find it."

Hongjun Dao Ancestor put the Creation Jade Disc behind him, and a faint white light lit up, and he seemed to see the entire desolate world.

"The demon clan, the witch clan, and the Sanqing all have your blood......"

Hongjun Daozu finally walked into the void, and the sound of rushing water sounded in the void.

Through the endless rules of obscuration, there ...... It's a cosmic sea.

The stars are sand, the chaos is water, a head hundreds of millions of kilometers in size rises and falls in the cosmic sea, and one world after another is disillusioned in the head.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor finally stepped on the skull, sat at the center of the eyebrows of the skull, and fell into endless cultivation again.

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Thirty-three heavens on the top of the mountain,

In the Demon Clan Heavenly Palace, Di Jun suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze penetrated time and space, and he faintly saw the back of a young man.

"Passage to the ......"

When he saw Tongtian leave the Flood Wilderness and go to the extraterritorial chaos, Di Jun's face changed slightly, and countless stars appeared around him.

He had to figure out where the heavens were going.

But soon, Di Jun scattered the stars, "Who is blinding the heavens?" ”

He looked up at the sky above him, "Dao Ancestor...... Hongjun. ”

Even he was blinded by the heavens, and it was difficult for even a saint to do it.

What's more, what he calculated was the four world-destroying fierce swords in Tongtian, which were once the treasure divine weapons of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and they were pregnant with the strongest killing power in the wilderness.

Even the saints could not suppress its breath.

In the whole desolation, only the one who is above is left.

A figure walked out of Di Jun's body, and in one step, the stars shifted, and he came to the ninth heaven.

Outside the Wa Palace, two girls were picking holy medicine, a tall figure strode by, and after the girl saw the face of the comer, she quickly knelt down, "See His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven." ”

The tall figure walked directly into the Wa Palace.

"I've seen Your Majesty."

In the palace, Nuwa sat on the lotus platform, communicating with heaven with her thoughts, and when she noticed that Dijun was coming, she opened her eyes.

"I don't know what His Majesty has to send his own good corpse to do."

"I don't dare to do it, I just hope that the sage Nuwa can help me count a person." Emperor Junshan's corpse looked at the majestic Nuwa.

"Who?"

"Tongtian!"

Nuwa nodded, but soon shook her head helplessly, "I can't measure it, someone has blinded the heavens." ”

"Sure enough, it's him." Emperor Jun Shan muttered, "It's already so terrifying before it can be combined, and the saint's qi can be blinded. ”

"Since I can't measure it, then I'll take my leave." Emperor Junshan corpse clasped his fist and saluted Nuwa.

Nuwa also quickly returned the salute and continued to cultivate.

The good corpse returned, and Di Jun's eyes looked at the first heaven,

"Dao Ancestor has noticed the extraterritorial chaos, the battle between the Immortal Dao and the Divine Dao, not far away......"

"Another battlefield is about to begin, and I don't want to let me down."

In Di Jun's gaze, it was the Eighth Prince Di Shen who was in retreat, and the ...... who was fighting fiercely Su Hao!