The eyes of the Ancestor of Time burst with light, as if he was reminiscing about the glory of the past.

Kunpeng smiled in his heart, it seems that the Time Dao Lord has really been destroyed, otherwise, with the ability of the Time Dao Master, I am afraid that he would have returned again long ago, where would there be only these remnants left to gain a chance to regenerate?

This Time Ancestor is obviously the same as the Time Ancestor, both of them are the remnants of the Time Dao Lord who have attained the Tao by chance.

However, the difference is that the Hour Ancestor did not rise at all, while the Time Ancestor was much better, and there was also a Chaos Spirit Treasure by his side.

Regarding the words of the Time Ancestor, Kunpeng had no doubts.

The other party is the remnant of the Time Dao Master, so there must be some mysterious inheritance, but the qualifications of this remnant are not comparable to those of the Time Dao Master.

"Have you ever heard of the Endless Water, the Unbroken Flower, and the Mother of Earth Spirits?"

Kunpeng consulted his time ancestor here, these three things are the divine materials that Hongjun Daozu told Kunpeng that he should be able to help Jianmu, and he himself didn't know where they were, so he could only ask around.

Time Ancestor pondered for a while, but in the end he shook his head, he had never heard of the three things Kunpeng said.

These things are strange things, and they are also used to repair the spiritual root of Jianmu, so they are relatively unpopular things.

After Kunpeng asked, he waved his hand and said, "There's nothing going on here, you can leave!"

"Huh?"

Time Ancestor was stunned when he heard this, and he was still thinking about his precious Wheel of Time.

"What, what else do you have?"

Kunpeng frowned, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

At that time, the ancestor himself took out his own Chaos Spirit Treasure to "fish", and now Kunpeng blatantly left this "bait", and the other party did not dare to have any dissatisfaction.

"No, no, Xianzun, farewell!"

Time Ancestor had a smile on his face, and turned around and fled directly.

As for a Chaos Spirit Treasure, although Time Ancestor was dripping blood in his heart, he didn't dare to say a word more.

The surrounding monks had long since dispersed, after all, there was Kunpeng, the Great Supreme, here, and no one dared to disobey him.

At that time, as soon as the ancestor left, there was no one else here.

Kunpeng looked at the wheel of time, and he handed it to the cicada.

"You helped me destroy a lot of Miluo Supremes before, and this Chaos Spirit Treasure can be regarded as your hard work!"

The power of the Wheel of Time is very powerful, and it matches the laws cultivated by the Time Cicada, so giving it to him can play the greatest role.

Time cicada is naturally extremely happy, after having this Chaos Spirit Treasure, his combat power can be increased a lot, and even his speed can be accelerated by a few points again.

"Thank you for the treasure!"

The time cicada unceremoniously put it away, the current Kunpeng is so rich that even the Chaos Spirit Treasure is rewarded at will, so the time cicada has nothing to be embarrassed about.

The three of them had their treasure here, and immediately hit the road again, heading deeper into the chaos.

This time, Kunpeng came to the Chaos Lands to find the magic material to heal Jianmu, so he had to wander around to explore.

After hitting the road again, the cicada took the initiative to take Kunpeng and the Earth Dragon Bashan to fly.

He had a new Chaos Spirit Treasure, and naturally he was happy to try it, so neither Kunpeng nor Earth Dragon Bashan refused.

At this moment, the speed of the cicada is faster, and it is also a lot easier to catch up with the road.

They shuttled through the endless chaos, and the vast universe seemed endless, making Kunpeng and other Great Supremes of the Dao Realm feel a sense of insignificance in their hearts.

Time doesn't mean much to the monks, and in the Kunpeng and their incessant flights, the spirits of the desolate world are also growing rapidly.

The Flood World was forced to stop promotion, but the creatures living in the Flood World were not affected too much.

Now that the entire desolate world is full of spiritual energy, the cultivation of all the desolate creatures is rapidly improving, and they all want to improve themselves as soon as possible and become the new supreme.

Since Na Hongjun Daozu left the Flood World, there has been no news back, and he, like Kunpeng, is like a stone sinking into the sea.

In the Netherworld, the Houtu Sage sat in the temple of the ghost city of Fengdu, and she was now the supreme of the Mixed Yuan Four Heavens.

In the endless years that Kunpeng left, the Houtu Sage successfully broke through and took a step forward in his cultivation.

However, all this did not make the Houtu Sage feel too much joy, she was sitting in the main hall at this time, looking up at the bright galaxy, I don't know who she was missing.

After a long time, the Houtu Sage retracted his gaze, and a divine sword levitated out beside her, and bursts of thick earth essence slowly rippled out, enveloping the Houtu Sage.

Seeing this Chaos Spirit Treasure, a smile flashed in the eyes of the Houtu Sage, she seemed to have found herself again, that firm confidence resurfaced again, she put away the faint sadness on her body, and began to retreat and practice again.

Xiuzhen Yushi, often accompanied by green lights, is indeed a little less joyful and more lonely.

After Kunpeng left, the Houtu Sage never stepped into the heavenly court, and even she, the Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor, was handed over to her brother Dijiang to take care of, so that for countless years, many sacreds thought that Dijiang Ancestor Wu was the Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor.

On the other side, the Zhun Ti Sage who returned from the Miluo World, after he returned to Elysium after his sermon, and after learning about what happened to his senior brother, the Zhunti Sage was also embarrassed.

However, this did not discourage the sage of Zhunthi, who, after a pause for a while, became active again in the desolate land, and once again began to preach his teachings and gather Buddhist disciples.

There is no way, what the Zhun Ti saint practices is the way of faith, the method of willingness, only when there are more believers, the cultivation of the Zhun Ti saint will be improved rapidly.

After the continuous efforts of the Zhun Ti Sage, the entire Buddhist Sect has faintly become the largest sect in the Flood Wilderness, and the expansion speed of the Connected Heaven Sect Master cannot catch up with Zhun Ti.

And the cultivation of the Zhun Ti Sage also broke through again, and he successfully stepped into the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal Double Heaven Realm.

Everything in the desolate world is moving forward steadily, and Kunpeng is also sparing no effort to find his target at this time.

After another long journey, they finally encountered a new difference again.

Wherever Kunpeng passed, a whole new world appeared in front of them.

It's just that this world is lifeless, because it is "dead"!

A withered world!

The stars in the sky have long fallen, and the canopy of the sky has long since turned into clouds and smoke, and there is no life on the earth, and there are pieces of withering breath everywhere.

"There's no life or vitality here, it's like a dead land!"

Kunpeng stepped into this desolate and dark world, and the cold wind whistled by.