"There was such a big commotion yesterday, these two guys, can't they keep a low profile?"

"I have to stir up trouble today."

Watching the Yuan Shi sacrifice Pangu Flag, Tongtian shook his head.

As Tongtian's senior brother, Yuan Shi has a lot more magic weapons than Tongtian.

As a magic weapon of the same level as the Zhuxian Sword, the power of Pangu Banner can be said to be terrifying to the extreme.

Each of the four mysteries contained in it is enough to make the entire flood tremble!

One of them opens up the mysteries of the sky, which can tear chaos, split time and space, and open up a boundless world.

The second is the mystery of creation, which can be divided into yin and yang, the five elements, and the derivation of earth, water, wind and fire.

The third prohibition obstacle is mysterious, which can be chaotic, blind, and suppress thousands of Taoism.

The last of them is the most terrifying, it can break the world, the ancient and the modern, and destroy the vast universe!

At this time, what Yuan Shi used was the forbidden obstacle, and even the boundless thunder sea descended by the Heavenly Dao could not destroy the Pangu Banner in the slightest.

Instead, it absorbed the energy and turned into a thunderous banner body!

A sentence that suppresses thousands of ways perfectly explains the insolvability of the mystery of the forbidden obstacles.

The Pangu Banner fell from the Nine Heavens, accompanied by thunder, and the vision of the Receiving and Quasi-Lifting Manifestation had no power to parry at all, and actually began to collapse inch by inch!

"If you don't go out again, your disciple will really be crushed into pulp."

Looking at Tang Hao, who was staring at the vision above the sky with relish, Tongtian suddenly kindly reminded him.

Hearing this, Tang Hao retracted his gaze unhurriedly.

is worthy of Yuan Shi Tianzun, those two guys in the West really can't touch him.

Tang Hao sighed in his heart that Yuan Shi was really extraordinary, and at the same time looked at the martial arts platform.

When he saw the situation on the stage, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked.

Sure enough, as Tongtian said before, after Yuan Shi moved the real form, the sword intent that was thrown out at will by him had become a little transparent.

In order to prevent his sword intent from being discovered by others, Tongtian did not use all his strength.

And the consequence of not using all his strength is that this wisp of sword intent is completely unable to resist the might of the saint who is full of firepower.

At this time, Baili once again regained his previous trembling appearance, and it seemed to be even more depressed than before.

It seems that he has no strength to breathe, and his cultivation is only a hundred miles of true immortals, and his eyes are beginning to become blurry at this moment.

In a trance, pieces of memories from the past began to come to mind.

In front of the Luoshui that had flowed for an unknown number of thousands of years, a group of innate human races fell to their knees on the ground, and Baili was impressively in the ranks.

Standing in front of this group of innate human races was a middle-aged man with vicissitudes of temperament.

The man was dressed in cloth clothes, with grass shoes on his feet, and a faint smile hung on his weather-beaten face.

Around his waist, there is also a simple small ding, which looks very mysterious.

"Chief, are you really leaving?"

Someone looked up, reluctantly.

"Our people are weak, and since their birth, they have been bullied by all races."

"Although I have migrated to Luoshui now, it is not a long-term solution after all."

"I'm going to find a way out for the Terrans, it's my mission."

The Shennong clan looked at the group of congenital human races in front of him, with an indifferent smile on his face, as if he was not afraid of all difficulties and dangers.

"But chief, you're gone, who should lead my clan?"

Another congenital human clan heard the determination in the indifferent tone of the Shennong clan, and was silent for a moment, knowing that he could not organize the leader to leave, he asked such a question.

Hearing this, Shennong turned around, looked at the waves in front of him, and said in a very vicissitudes of tone: "After I leave, you can choose another leader by yourself." ”

"I believe that each and every one of you, my human race, should never be so humble!"

In the first millennium after the start of the Lich War, the Shennong clan, under the leadership of the Shennong clan, migrated from the war-torn hinterland of Shenzhou to the banks of the Luoshui River.

In the second millennium, the Shennong clan, who could not see the way forward, decided to go to the legendary Yunmengze to find a way out for the human race.

In the time that followed, there was no news from Shennong's family.

One by one, the innate human race began to follow in the footsteps of the Shennong clan, leaving Luoshui to find the so-called human life.

Baili is one of them.

Before leaving, he said to Ji Xuanyuan, who had become the new leader of the Shennong clan, in a very positive tone: "Xuanyuan, everything in the clan will be handed over to you, believe me, I will definitely find a way to make the human race rise!" ”

Later, under the reluctant and expectant eyes of countless compatriots, Baili resolutely left the ancient city of Luoshui.

The Lich War is still going on, and only a hundred miles of refining qi and transforming gods into cultivators, in the turbulent desolate land, like an ant, may be trampled to death at any time.

With his indomitable spirit and indestructible perseverance, Baili managed to survive the Lich War.

However, he still hasn't found a way to awaken the Race.

Once Baili also had despair, thinking that the human race should not be created by the Nuwa sage.

It's just that when Baili thought of the mighty and unyielding figure of the Shennong clan, and thought of the hardships and tribulations of the human race for so many years, he finally did not give up the hope of searching.

But sometimes kung fu does not fail to pay those who have a heart.

After searching for an unknown number of years, until the Lich War was over, Baili still did not find a way to make the Terran rise.

And his cultivation is still at the point of refining qi and transforming gods.

This situation lasted until the Sanqing was sanctified and the Dao Ancestor resolutely incarnated the Great Dao, and only a trace of silent changes occurred!

With an unknown spiritual fruit that he picked up during his trip to Shenzhou, Baili's cultivation that had not changed for countless thousands of years, in just three years, he jumped directly to the true immortal like a rocket!

After cultivating to reach the True Immortal, Baili didn't feel much surprised in his heart.

As an innate human race, countless years have already made his heart as hard as iron.

He vaguely guessed that maybe his cultivation had been improved, not only because of the spirit fruit, but more importantly, it might be related to the Dao Ancestor's disappearance in the sky three years ago.

Although his cultivation has reached the true immortal, Baili does not know any cultivation techniques.

In order to make himself stronger, and in order to allow his clansmen to obtain their own exercises, Baili finally came up with the idea of joining the teachings.

"I... Can't die yet! ”

"I haven't found a way to cultivate for my clan, and I haven't witnessed the human race standing above the desolation, and I won't be humiliated at will!"

The memory was suddenly retracted, Baili's pupils focused again, and he muttered in his mouth.

However, even if he came to his senses, it still seemed to be to no avail.

Because of the advent of Pangu Flag, his flesh and blood have begun to deform!

"Of course you can't die, if you die, who will I find to return those three spirit stones."

At this moment, Tang Hao's voice suddenly sounded in Baili's ears again.

Only this time, it seems that more than just Baili heard it.

Jiang Zangfeng was struggling to resist the terrifying coercion on his body at this time.

Hearing the familiar voice in his ears, he was slightly stunned.

The next moment, a slow figure that seemed to be not affected by the coercion of the saint suddenly appeared on the stage.

"What a familiar voice, who is this?"

Raising his head a little, Jiang Zangfeng wanted to see who was in front of him.

But the vision above his head was too dazzling, and he could only vaguely see a vague figure that was lazy but had a transcendent temperament.

"Why, you forgot me in just one day?"

"What about your junior brother? Why don't you see others? ”