The soul of Pangu was finally born, and the two remnant souls became one.

When the Haotian Emperor was born, the terrifying power of the Heavenly Dao made the creatures of the entire human world tremble, and countless people crawled on the ground, trembling. Even the Great Heavenly Dao was moved by it.

This fame is too powerful, and this person's power is so powerful that it makes them frightened, even though it is only a half-crippled soul, and the power it emits makes them feel uncomfortable.

The battle between the two people in the heavens, the Heavenly Remnant and the Heavenly Tribulation, was also forced to stop, and they were not qualified to go against the will of the Heavenly Dao now.

zuihou, everyone focused their eyes on Ziwei's Fang Tian halberd. There is no doubt that this is a weapon that will appeal to the hearts of all monks.

No matter the precision of the workmanship, as well as the length, the material, and the soul, it has reached the point of perfection and is impeccable.

Fang Tianhalberd burst out with a dazzling divine light, making it impossible to look at it directly.

Many people closed their eyes, all the people present, only a few people could still open their eyes to see, for ordinary monks, their heavenly eyes did not dare to open, a few bold people were not afraid of death to try, their heavenly eyes were instantly burned by the divine light to blind.

They were rolling on the ground in pain, their hearts were full of despair, if they didn't have the Heavenly Eye Vision, they would be like blind people on this path of cultivation, how could they continue to move forward?

However, their cries are like the "buzz~buzz~" sound of mosquitoes, which is annoying, but no one has time to pay attention to them.

The others also knelt there honestly and prayed, they knew that if they really angered the group of people in the heavens, they were afraid that no one in the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms would dare to go and protect themselves.

The Silkworm Ancestor fell to the ground with interest, but he didn't kneel down, just stood there and bent down slightly. The Heavenly Tribulation had already fled, and he was also shocked in his heart, except for the fiercest battle in the primeval world, how could he see so many Heavenly Dao at other times.

In the sky, Hongmeng, Ziwei's parents in her previous life, Hongjun Daoren, the Nine Heavens Xuannu, the Spirit of Fire - Lu Ya, the Nuwa Queen of Heaven, the Master of Space - Jon, and two unknown mysterious people. and Haotian and Ziwei, who have broken their souls.

Many people were a little unconvinced in their hearts, why was this Ziwei able to stand with them? Is it just by his identity? The person who was not convinced was none other than the ancestor of the Zi family who wanted to sacrifice him and Ziqi together.

In the distance, the faces of the young people were full of excitement. They are the brothers of Ziwei who used to be haode.

Six or seven of them have already taken important positions in their respective families, some have become young masters of the family, and some have become the heads of the family. With their talents, they only need experience and time to become the head of their respective families, and nothing else is a problem.

In a group of people, all of them are married, and the children are not young. Several of them are finger-fingered marriages, laying the foundation for their next generation.

They are very envious of their boss, although he has broken away from the family, but he is more famous than before, and it can be said that everyone knows about it, and their children want to see their uncle.

However, they are also very glad that they can have such a boss. became famous at a young age, won a hundred battles without tasting a defeat, and became famous in the entire human world. It is precisely because of this relationship that their status in the family has risen again and again, and the bigwigs in their family have all seen the extraordinaryness of Ziwei, if they can really reach the Heavenly Dao level in the future, they will return to the Xuanhuang Tianzun who has been famous for eternity. At that time, their investment was absolutely correct and knowing,

Ji Xubin now has a certain amount of success in the officialdom with the help of his family, and with his mind, he is simply like a fish in water. There is an indescribable depth. Now I have to whisper, "Our boss is really mighty, that's a group of heavenly daos, he actually stands on an equal footing with those people, when can I be like that?"

Zhu Yongfeng has now become his grandfather's assistant, and becoming the head of the family is just around the corner, and he has a kind of calmness that says: "Ji Ba, you kid thinks too much." Unless he can stand with him when he grows up!, it's just a dream that I can't even think of."

Fujino has also matured with the passage of time, and the hairy boy he used to be is no longer there. "Okay, in fact, we are not bad, if it weren't for the dead pervert of the boss, we might be like him, but who let us live with him for a lifetime." ”

The others also nodded with a wry smile, but did not speak. He knelt there reverently, muttering something in his mouth.

Zhu Rongfeng looked at them in the sky, and an extremely strange light flashed in his eyes.

The soul in Fang Tian's halberd was slowly withdrawn, and if it was placed there, if it was combined with the upper body not far away, it would definitely become a perfect soul.

At this moment, the Haotian coffin that had been here for a long time finally moved.

Not only ordinary people swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked there with wide eyes. Even all the people in the heavens turned their heads to look down.

Jon, in particular, didn't have the slightest appearance of heaven, stretched his neck to look at it, although he was suppressed by Haotian back then.

However, the tomb after Haotian's death was built by him, and he didn't even see the real coffin at the beginning. And at that time, during the primeval war, the corpses produced by the battle of immortals and gods in various planes were piled up.

He used his own exercises to move a lot from all over the world, and began to build a large tomb in the extreme south of Haotian Sea, that is, the land where the Haotian Emperor once fell, and the current Haotian Tomb.

Twenty years of tomb-building time has added countless illusions to it, and many living people have been put into it. For so long he did not have the appearance of Allah in the tomb, that is, the coffin.

"Huh~", the lid of the coffin slipped off in an instant, and countless Xuanhuang Qi and Chaos Qi rose from it, permeating every corner of this space. The space collapsed, and once again a huge hole appeared in the sky.

Ziwei looked at those breaths, a little confused look appeared in her eyes, and muttered, "It's so familiar."

Deep in his right hand, a trace of pure yellow light shot out from his fingertips, blending into the pale yellow aura that flew out.

Those breaths seemed to have found a home, scrambling to merge into those few yellow rays of light.

Not only was there the Xuanhuang light, but even the chaotic qi did not shy away, and all of them were collected by those yellow beams. Zuihou's divine light was retracted into Ziwei's body again.

The Heavenly Dao order reappeared, rapidly repairing the destroyed order.

The hearts of the onlookers below were dripping blood, and they dreamed that if these things could fall a few times, they would get a little bit. Unexpectedly, Ziwei took the lead and took it all away, leaving them all behind.

Hongmeng exclaimed, "Xuanhuang Tianzun's physique is really different, and he can actually absorb the chaotic qi together, admire ......"

Ziwei shook her head and said, "I don't know that Weishenme would be like this, and he doesn't reject the chaotic qi. Logically speaking, it should be rejected. ”

Haotian said: "That's because of my mother's mother, so that the chaotic qi does not reject you." ”

Ziwei was stunned, but didn't say anything.

A figure completely enveloped in chaotic qi floated out of the coffin, about eight feet tall, tall and burly. Few people in the audience could see through the hidden faces behind that divine light.

Below, the nine gods under Haotian's command looked excited, kneeling there and tears flowed down again, this is the figure they are most familiar with.

Not far away, even the Silkworm Ancestor was moved, this is the real Haotian Emperor, it is so familiar. It's also his best friend.

The "Heavenly Corpse" of the real Haotian Emperor stood there like a mountain, without movement or words.

The soul of the upper body snorted softly, and his hands continued to seal, and a divine light enveloped him and his lower body soul in it, making it impossible to detect.

The surrounding sky, the breeze wafted, with a rare hint of coolness. The sun had already set, replaced by a bright moon hanging high above the endless starry sky. How long can this rare beauty last?

On the earth, it was as if he had just experienced a battle of immortals. Mountains collapsed, the earth fractured, and magma erupted like flowing water, shooting straight into the sky. As far as the eye could see, the land was desolate.

If it weren't for so many people here, it would be a desolate and dead place.

After the effort of the tea, the confined space set by Haotian was withdrawn, and the two broken souls had disappeared, and they had merged into one and turned into a whole again.

A group of people stepped forward to congratulate him, Hongmeng said, "Congratulations, congratulations, the soul of the Haotian Emperor can be fused again, and soon after, this land will tremble under your feet again, and one after another they will come up to congratulate, and they are also shocked in their hearts." The legend is really coming back.

The transparent humanoid soul stood there, its eyes shining with contempt in all directions. There is an irresistible domineering spirit between the gestures. Between the stompings, the sky fell apart. His cough made the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms tremble.

Below, the nine gods of Haotian shouted in unison: "Welcome the return of the Haotian Emperor to the heavenly throne!"

The soul of the Haotian Emperor walked up to Ziwei's body and bowed, "Father Xiexie. ”

Ziwei said, "Don't thank me, I just touched your light." ”

"Hongmeng Daojun, please do one thing, cover up our space here, Jon, send my coffin back." ”

With a wave of his big hand, the Haotian Tomb actually flew over.

Hongmeng also had a move of his mind, covering this space with his powerful cultivation.

At the same time, everywhere in the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, all races were shocked.

In a corner of the depths of the chaos, where a very beautiful woman sits, she suddenly woke up. The light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her lips opened herself, and she said to herself, "My child ......"

(To be continued)