Looking at the unprecedented bifurcation, Huang Long was full of doubts, but at this time, no one could ask.

He didn't think too much about it, and his body was divided into two, one for Huanglong, one for Haotian, and one for one person.

Left and right, he wants both.

Haotian's clone walked into it head-on, and the avenue roared.

He went upriver along the long river of time, looking at the desolate land when "he" had not yet come.

The battle between the Dao and the demons, the war of the three clans.

In the midst of the flood, all beasts compete for hegemony, and all races compete for the front.

None of them incarnate into human bodies, but walk in the world as birds and beasts as they are.

Born with great power, born with the Tao, but he drinks blood, kills at every turn, and does things by instinct.

Between heaven and earth, karma accumulates, cause and effect are entangled, no wonder there is a rise of Rahu in the end.

Just looking at the battle between heaven and earth, the battle between Rahu and Hongjun, I have a different understanding of the way of heaven.

The so-called quasi-saint, as the name suggests, is allowed to be sanctified, and there is the possibility of holiness.

You can enter this sage examination room, and when there is a shortage of the Heavenly Dao, you can preach and mix the Tao.

But just because you can get in doesn't mean you can succeed in the exam.

After all, there can be countless candidates in this exam, but only one person can be sanctified in the end.

Rahu wants to be the only one who succeeds, so he starts from the West and kills the world.

Because of this, one by one, the quasi-saints have taken action.

Let's say righteousness, maybe there is, but not much.

After all, in that world, the law of the jungle is the biggest truth, if you are weak, you should die.

But everyone must be sanctified.

Yes, one by one, they went on the field, or they were beaten, or they were single-handed.

Take turns to fight Rahu.

There is only one position in the Heavenly Dao.

Huang Long looked at this scene, but shook his head slightly, these quasi-saints, although they are also quasi-saints, are still the power of the ancient period, but from his perspective at the moment, most of them are not compared with him, even compared with Kunpeng Burning Lamp, most of them are only at the level of Xihe, and if they collect a few, they can kill the Quartet.

It is also the strength of Daozu and Rahu.

However, this occasion is very suitable for Uncle Shi.

If Uncle Shi comes, it will really be from the east of the flood to the west of the flood wilderness.

No, if this is really the case, it is estimated that the three venerable elders will do it, and they will be killed.

When the time comes, Shizun will kill all the way from the west of the flood to the east of the flood wilderness.

As for the master uncle, he must be waiting for the two younger brothers to kill him in the middle of the wilderness, doing nothing himself, waiting for the final decisive battle.

After a little figurative thought about the two and three elders, Huang Long thought a little again.

It is rumored that before the flood was opened, there was no heaven and earth, but chaos, and Pangu wanted to open the sky, but at that time, three thousand demon gods blocked the way, and finally died together, and the world was transformed together.

Is it just that the three thousand demon gods are fighting for that holy position?

And then play yourself to death together?

But what kind of existence is Pangu?

Thinking of this, Huang Long popped up the biggest doubt in his heart.

To be precise, it was also the confusion of his three venerable elders.

What kind of existence is Pangu?

Huang Long was curious, and watched the passage of time, slowly moving forward, I don't know how long, the heaven and earth suddenly became dark, and it was actually back before chaos.

A roar that shook the boundless Hongmeng came, and Huang Long quickly saw the Pangu he was thinking about.

In the middle of chaos, in the deepest part.

In the chaos, there is no east, west, north and south, up and down, left and right, and there is no center, but when he saw Pangu there, Huang Long had a feeling in his heart, this is the center of chaos.

It's just that Pangu at this moment is not really Pangu yet.

It's an egg.

Looking at the pattern, it looks slightly like a dragon egg.

Or should be a dragon egg.

I don't know how to hatch a person.

Huang Long thought to himself, silently speeding up the flow of time, estimating that after a few Yuan Hui hours in the chaos, the dragon egg suddenly shattered with a thud.

Then it continued to crack, and finally a demon god man with infinite height appeared in the chaos, and then with a casual move, it was a huge axe.

Then he cut it down with an axe, chaotic and turbulent, and thousands of avenues around Pangu flowed, like the incarnation of the avenue, eternal and supreme.

Immortal and majestic, and the creation of the mysterious.

Immediately afterwards, three thousand gods and demons were restless, and they roared angrily, fighting towards Pangu, trying to prevent him from preaching.

Then there is the large slaughterhouse.

Huang Long watched Pangu fight, slaughtering the ten directions with his own strength, and the avenue was magnificent.

An axe, a body fits the avenue.

Huang Long can be described as an eye-opener, with his cultivation in the quasi-saint period, it can almost be said that he is invincible in the quasi-saint, whether it is the master of the quasi-saint realm, or the Dao Ancestor and Rahu of the quasi-saint realm, he has the confidence to fight, not to fall behind, and even to gain the upper hand.

But Pangu, he is definitely not good in the quasi-saint period.

Even now that I see it, it's an eye-opener.

Every axe can be described as a Tao.

But this Pangu, for some reason, doesn't look like a living person.

It seems to be a tool to open the sky.

It is a natural evolution of the law.

It's weird.

Just looking at it like this, I still don't understand.

Say that He is holy, and He will die.

said that he was not a saint, and Huang Long felt that his Taoism after becoming a saint was not as high as his.

After thinking about it repeatedly, there was still no solution in the end.

I had to shake my head, thinking to myself, after the cultivation is complete, I will find another time, go to Zixiao Palace, and ask the ancestor.

The three elders didn't know it.

After that, I saw that the heavens and the earth changed, Pangu supported the heavens and the earth, and finally died of exhaustion.

But from start to finish, there are no emotions.

Huang Long, who was watching, shook his head, but he saw something else by the way.

Let's say three elders are born.

It's all bare.

His uncle was also curious to compare a certain part with his master, and he was pressed to the ground and rubbed by his master.

Seeing that Huang Long was overjoyed, his joy almost caught up with the joy of his sanctification.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being his own uncle, and in terms of death, he is innate, even if he has to bow to the upper hand.

went around and around, but saw himself appear again with Haotian's trumpet.

It's a lot of fun.

It's a pity that I was busy at the beginning, otherwise I could have found time to tease Duobao a few.

With some emotion, Huanglong's Haotian clone was about to turn around and merge with the deity.

But as soon as they merged, the scene in front of him shocked Huang Long.

As far as the eye can see, in the long river of time, in the vast universe, a blue planet appears in front of you.

Huang Long was full of shock, at this moment, he finally knew where this branch came from.

It was his last life, or Zhou Mu's time.

Another world.

Memories that he was really about to forget slowly came back.

Quack, toddler, slowly growing, nine years of compulsory education......

, before you die, you forgot to delete the D drive!

Huang Long was full of feelings, until he saw a scene, and suddenly many unbearable memories of the past also emerged.

It's obvious that he's the only one, but he inexplicably feels like he's dead.

Fortunately, this period of time is not long, and it passed quickly.

Then, time hurried, and it came to that day, at half past four in the evening of August 16, 2022, when he caught a cold, drank a pack of cold medicine, and went to bed early.

As soon as I woke up, I was soaking in the pool.

After that, he began his long and wonderful life.

Now, can you finally know why you're here?

Looking directly into the empty room, there was a writhing void, and then a slightly obscene ......

No, it was the face of the fairy wind bone that appeared in his room.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the void moved, and his whole person was gone, merging with the yellow dragon of this time and space, body and soul.

And this person, not unexpectedly, is naturally his ancestor - Hongjun Ancestor.

In this world, before the appearance of the Six Saints, the Heavenly Dao was almost omniscient and omnipotent.

sighed, countless times collapsed, and the next moment, Huang Long was in the endless chaos, and the old face in front of him turned from illusory to real.

"Disciple to meet the ancestor." Huang Long saluted Hongjun.