The evil strange bird stood in the endless void and watched with satisfaction as the world realm below was gradually dyed black, and the chaotic demonic beasts raged on the world realm, and human civilization began to fade and turn into tiny isolated strongholds. The magical civilization that has developed for thousands of years is completely finished, and the world realm is back to the wilderness, and muscles rule everything.......

Bo Fu couldn't help but laugh at watching those monster mothers attack and snatch the males when they were in heat, no matter what race it was. Then the guy collected his mood and began to look at the coming other world.

This world realm is quite large, but a familiar force structure on the outer membrane made Bo Fu curse again: "It's this old guy's world realm again! The old guy's strength is getting stronger and stronger......... The world of control is also becoming more and more perfect. The Three Thousand Generations of Lu Realm is already the real Three Thousand Generations of Lu Realm. It's a pity, old man, the stronger your strength and the more perfect your structure, the more you can't get out of the shackles, and the final result is that you can't become an existence in the void more and more, and you are not my opponent in the void. ”

But in Hongjun's world, Bo Fu really doesn't have any confidence to support this old man, "It is estimated that it will be the end of a shot and two breakups, and everyone will go back to lick their wounds...... However, the world of the old man Hongjun is a little good, the upper limit of the amount of power that can accommodate me is relatively high, and the affinity of the amount of power is also very suitable, basically there is no need for any adjustment - no matter what, I am also from the Oriental monster, and the cultivation on my body is the way of the monster, and the five elements reincarnation is my natural natal power......... Although it has been a long time since it was used. ”

Anyway, Bo Fu didn't say much, and it is estimated that this world realm will not stay for much time. The guy jumped headlong into it. I took a deep breath of the aura of heaven and earth in the Eastern World Realm, which was full of this world. Take big gulps and exhale small ones. Hahaha's laughter spread everywhere. Bo Fu didn't restrain the demonic energy on his body - anyway, with that old man's ability, no matter how Bo Fu hid it, this guy would definitely be able to know the Tao for the first time, so he simply didn't hide it. Bo Fu tried the upper limit of the power of this world, and felt a little disappointed, "It's still a little lower, that is, it can tolerate those nameless little monsters who were miscellaneous soldiers in the flood wilderness back then." ”

Fortunately, in this world, the world is quite lenient on youkai, and Bo Fu can turn into his original form and fly freely - as long as he is careful not to leak air. So the sky was full of colorful glow. A huge and gorgeous bird swaggered by. Bo Fu's divine thoughts swept in all directions, and found that there were strange magic circle restrictions everywhere here, and his sense of monsters was very strong, and he also saw that the climate here was an organization of some qi refiners, and none of the monsters who gathered in the mountains to occupy the mountains were invisible.

These restrictions are not similar to none for a big monster like Bo Fu, and these magic circles are not capable of detecting a monster of Bo Fu's level at all, and for them, unless they are seen with the naked eye, Bo Fu is invisible. Bo Fu flew all the way, and saw that the mortal city on the ground was quite prosperous, and the rice in the fields outside the city was growing very happily. "I didn't expect that this world realm is an era when cultivators can also help grow crops.......

It turned out that this place was called Chixian Shenzhou. After the battle of the heavens in the past, mankind rose and killed the demon gods who ruled the earth. Hurry up, this place is already the world of human beings. As a result, this continent was divided into different regions by different sects. In these places, human beings multiply and develop their own societies, and among the mortals, those who are lucky and capable are accepted as disciples by those cultivation sects, and they leap to adulthood. "It's similar to the tone of .........the gatekeeper aristocracy," said the gorgeous strange bird in the sky, looking at the scene below.

In Bo Fu's eyes, a small boy below caught his attention. "There's something weird about this little guy. I'll take a look......... I see!" Bo Fu saw this red light in the young man's chest, but the light came from a red cloth on his chest. The image that emerges from the light is a sickle and axe, and this light beats like a heart.

"The pride of fighting heaven and earth and the ideal of Datong society...... Legion of Liberators?" Bo Fu sensed the news from the light - for his level, there were no secrets to this light. "Get up... People who are hungry and cold. The Internationale, and isn't this the famous dragon slaying technique, the book of rebellion? This time, it is all the knowledge and experience of a liberator named Murong Goose.......... hahaha, it's really interesting, interesting!" Bo Fu suddenly felt so interesting, and began to look down with great interest.

The little boy is studying and researching this society step by step, and he is seriously cultivating his strength, analyzing the injustice of this society, and accumulating strength and his peers. At this time, Bo Fu suddenly looked up into the distance, and there was a familiar aura where it flashed. "This old man is really boring, sure enough, every world with an oriental background must have the legend of Lao Tzu....... but old man, what is the name ......of Lao Tzu in every world under your rule? Ancient demon god, this fart is so loud that the cock is loud! ”

In Bo Fu's eyes, he saw a black crow about the size of a big rooster, with a wisp of weak golden crown hair on its head, five sword-like tail feathers poked on its buttocks, and a vigorous scream in front of a man. "Alas......... It's really called the chief of a hundred birds, the guardian of Aurora, and the king of the south......... Why do I feel a little embarrassed? Just like this black crow?" Bo Fu looked at himself—colorful and splendid wings, metallic chest and abdomen feathers, golden-red gorgeous crown and feathers, and the most bejeweled tail feathers, the most striking of which were five long sword-shaped tail feathers of different colors, "This is the true appearance of a fierce bird, old man!"

Bo Fu was a little unhappy, he looked at the black crow jumping below, and then looked at the hot-blooded young man, "Want to revolution? No problem! How can I say that I am also a generation of power, and I have always supported the rebellion of the Red Liberators!" Then this guy began to spread his wings and mess around.

A sigh came from outside the nine skies......... "It's naughty." Sooner or later, they will reap the consequences. However, Bo Fu didn't hear it, he raised the amount of power to the upper limit of this world in one breath, and then began to do things. First of all, he strengthened the world realm, so as not to accidentally explode; then he directly frantically instilled the power into it, and when Bo Fu stopped instilling, the human beings in this world realm had all become more than human immortals; and finally this guy directly turned the black crow made by the old man into a complete body—a huge black crow with golden head and colorful tail hair...... "Phew! This is also called a fierce bird?!" Then this guy began to watch the revolution.

But the World Realm can't withstand so many immortals......... So the next moment it exploded......... There was a thatched house beyond the sky, and the door was open. Inside, there was a cloud bed made of straw mats, on which an old Taoist priest with a white beard sat on it. The old Taoist priest looked at a bubble-like world realm below with a "pop" and exploded, and then a colorful bird exploded from the bubble, smoking and falling into a big bubble.

The old Taoist priest gently swept it with a whisk, and the small bubble was generated again, and the old Taoist priest muttered: "How many years have passed, this bird's temper has not changed at all." I don't know if the problem is still serious, and I deserve it. (To be continued......)