Kunpeng fled, and he descended into the range where Jianmu was.

At this time, the restored wood became even larger, and the rich wood spirit around it flowed slowly like a river.

Countless Otogi spirits were born, and this place became their paradise.

The rich essence of wood is extremely suitable for the growth of wood spirits.

The surrounding vegetation is luxuriant, the flowers are pleasant, and there is indeed a different kind of charming charm.

Kunpeng put away the distractions in his heart, and he flew to the building wood.

"If the previous Jianmu was like a sacred mountain, then the current Jianmu is completely like a world!"

At this moment, Jianmu's size has completely surpassed the original Buzhou Immortal Mountain.

On top of the building wood, there are even immortal mountains and big rivers.

Cultivators live in it, and there are countless caves and immortal mountains.

"Jianmu has surpassed the existence of trees, it is like a world in itself!"

Kunpeng sighed that Jianmu was so big that many of the weak creatures living in it did not know that the sky was high and thick until they died, and they did not know that they were living on a tree.

Kunpeng sat quietly on the main trunk of Jianmu, and he rarely let go of his practice, wanting to relax.

Since Kunpeng descended on the desolate world, he has been trembling, practicing hard along the way, until now he finally has the capital to settle down.

"I came from the afterlife, and it has been more than a million years since I entered the flood famine, but why did I retrace the long river of time and descend to the flood era?"

Kunpeng asked himself, he never thought it was a coincidence.

"Is it because of my familiarity and love for the wilderness?"

Kunpeng was a Huaxia son in his last life, and he was very fond of Chinese mythology, so he would carefully study all kinds of stories about the flood and famine.

But this is also unlikely, after all, he is not the only one who likes the desolation, and there are obviously other reasons for coming to this desolate world.

"There must be something I don't know, otherwise I wouldn't have been here!"

Kunpeng shook his head, he denied all previous speculations.

Just as Kunpeng's thoughts were flying, a huge change suddenly occurred in the entire desolate world.

Between heaven and earth, infinite auspiciousness is coming from the sky, and a large amount of spiritual energy is surging wildly!

The purple gas is pervasive, covering the light of the sun, moon and stars, and the auspicious light is shrouded, blocking the vastness of the mountains, rivers and mountains!

In the world, the real dragon soars and the phoenix flies, and the unicorn steps on the Xuanwu pendulum.

Many races that had disappeared had reappeared on the stage of the desolate world at this moment!

Heaven and earth are recovering, aura is sublimating, and the world is advancing!

"Flood World, the promotion has been successful!"

As the Emperor of Heaven, Kunpeng is the only one who has fused with Jianmu, and he already knows everything about it without looking closely.

The Mixed Yuan World, the Flood World has finally taken this difficult step!

From the gradual withering fate, the desolate world rushed out!

The entanglement of fate was shaken off little by little, and at this time, it seemed that the strings of fate were broken, and everything became no longer the same.

The desolate world will not repeat the mistakes of the past at all!

Kunpeng was suddenly stunned, and he suddenly realized, "Why do I have the illusion of not repeating the mistakes of the past?"

As soon as Kunpeng thought of this, his mind was turbulent.

As a Merge Dao Realm Supreme, it is impossible for Kunpeng to have any illusions, illusions, these things.

But he had never experienced the decline of the desolate world, so why would he think of repeating the mistakes of the past?

However, just when Kunpeng's mind was in turmoil, many supreme beings in the entire heaven and earth appeared one after another, and they all felt the qualitative change in the desolate world.

Even Hongjun Dao Ancestor is now in the Nine Heavens, he looks down on Daqian, his eyes are fluttering, and he obviously has endless emotion.

"The desolate world is different from the original!"

The six-eared macaque churned with joy, and the golden-winged roc beside him had a divine light in his eyes, and that majestic momentum had obviously already stepped into the sub-saint realm.

This desolate world has already become different, from the Red Cloud Ancestor's preaching, Haotian and Yaochi breakthroughs, these are all completed under the premise of the improvement of the desolate world.

It's just that now, the complete transformation of the desolate world has ended, and it has finally stepped into the ranks of the Mixed Yuan World!

Many living beings are immersed in the joy of world promotion, massive aura, and endless opportunities, all of which are heralding a broad and bright future for everyone.

Between heaven and earth, a mighty aura slowly condensed, and that powerful aura immediately attracted the attention of all living beings.

Even the desolate sky was covered with boundless wind and clouds!

"Pangu God!"

Some monks exclaimed, on the canopy, a huge illusion appeared, it was the phantom of the Pangu God!

"This is God the Father!"

Dijiang Zuwu's eyes widened, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The figure of Pangu on the canopy of heaven was the same as the figure of Pangu summoned by their Wu clan when they laid down the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array!

"Is God the Father still alive?"

Standing beside Dijiang Ancestor Wu, Candle Jiuyin's eyes flickered, and a wave of excitement overflowed.

The sons of the Wu clan were excited, and they all felt that there was such a possibility.

The Kunpeng Heavenly Emperor who was contemplating, he was also attracted by the breath of the Pangu Great God.

"What's going on here?"

Kunpeng was shocked, he even forgot about the problem he was struggling with just now, and instead looked at the phantom of the Pangu God in mid-air.

As Kunpeng, who had also mastered the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Great Array, he was naturally sure that that figure was the Pangu Great God!

The same question echoed in Kunpeng's mind, could it be that the Pangu Great God really still existed, and he hadn't fallen?

But what happened to the Pangu heart that he devoured before?

Kunpeng was shocked, and he quickly figured out the loophole.

Previously, Kunpeng had deduced that the weakest Pangu Great God should also be at the peak of the Great Dao realm, so one of his hearts should also be extremely powerful.

In this way, Kunpeng devoured the heart of the Pangu Great God, and he shouldn't have simply broken through once!

The heart of a powerhouse at the peak of the Great Dao Realm should be stronger than the effect of the Hongmeng Dao Fruit, right?

Even if the heart has lost most of its essence with the passage of time, it should be enough for Kunpeng to have a huge improvement before it is relatively reasonable.

Kunpeng's heart was full of confusion, he hurriedly checked the figure of the Pangu Great God, but after condensing for a while, this figure showed no signs of continuing to condense, but maintained it like this for a while, and finally gradually dissipated again.

"This 、、!"

Kunpeng was a little overwhelmed, and he inadvertently saw Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

At this time, Hongjun Dao Ancestor, his eyes were very complicated, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Feeling Kunpeng's gaze, Hongjun Daozu looked up, and he nodded to Kunpeng, and at the same time put away that complicated emotion.