"What's going on, why do I suddenly have a sense of danger?"

The doubts in his heart made Feng Zichen hurriedly sacrifice the Chaos Bead to protect himself firmly, and then he put his mind at ease and looked around.

However, as far as the eye can see, the glaciers around are still snowy, and they are not half abnormal.

Just when Feng Zichen was in shock, he saw that in the sky above the North Hell, two laws of heaven and earth manifested and collided.

In an instant, the terrifying power swept out, tearing through the sky and obliterating the Great Dao. The breath of boundless destruction shot out, turning into a storm of destruction that swept through the Eight Desolations.

"Not good!"

Before he could react, the storm of destruction came in front of Feng Zichen, swept him in, and blew towards the unknown place.

"Kunpeng, die!"

Feng Zichen, who was struggling in the storm of destruction, vaguely heard Zhen Yuanzi's voice, so he didn't understand what was happening. couldn't help but change his face, and secretly scolded "bad luck".

Obviously, this is Zhen Yuanzi freeing his hands and coming to the Northern Netherlands to find Kunpeng's troubles. Coincidentally, he happened to be bumped into and involved in it, and suffered from this unwarranted disaster.

The two are at least the great supernatural powers of the late stage of the quasi-saint, and their destructive power can be called devastating. It's just the aftermath, and it's not Feng Zichen, the ants who have not become Da Luo, can resist it.

Therefore, he had no choice but to hide in the Chaos Orb, constantly rising and falling in the storm of destruction, not daring to take a step, for fear of being swept away by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

As the battle between the two became more and more intense, more and more destructive qi was born, making the destruction storm outside more and more powerful.

At this time, even if Feng Zichen wanted to leave, he might not be able to break through the Storm of Destruction, so he could only wait for it to subside automatically.

"What bad luck!"

Seeing that he was about to preach to Da Luo Jin Immortal, but he encountered this kind of thing, and he didn't know how much time he would have to delay, Feng Zichen was inevitably a little depressed.

"Perhaps, this is called a good thing and a lot of grinding!"

Crying and laughing, Feng Zichen comforted himself.

Faintly, he also realized that something was wrong with this, as if there was an invisible black hand pushing all this.

Otherwise, in terms of his luck and merit alone, how could such a thing happen!

Now, Feng Zichen had no choice but to pin his hopes on the Xuanwu Holy Beast, hoping that he would perceive his situation and rush here to save him.

...............

At the moment when Feng Zichen had an accident, the Xuanwu Holy Beast opened its eyes with a puzzled expression.

"Strange!"

In his calculations, Feng Zichen's trip would inevitably return to the human race smoothly and enlighten the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

But what is the situation now, and why is there such a big discrepancy with His calculations?

"It's you, Hongjun!"

Just as he was about to save Feng Zichen, the Xuanwu Holy Beast suddenly felt a vast and boundless power. That power was so familiar that it was so memorable that it is still unforgettable.

It is Daozu Hongjun!

In this way, it also explains why Feng Zichen's fate trajectory will change, but he can't detect it.

Hongjun, in the flood wilderness, almost anything!

If he made a move, it would be impossible to turn it into a possibility, change a person's fate, and make it impossible for the Xuanwu Holy Beast to find out, which was too normal.

However, there is one point, which makes the Xuanwu Holy Beast very puzzled, Feng Zichen is good, but if he wants to enter Hongjun's magic eye, he is a little unqualified.

But why, Hongjun wants to calculate him?

"Hongjun, you are really going back more and more, even a junior who has not become a big Luo Jinxian, you have to personally calculate, it is really despicable, and it is shameful for my generation!"

In a flash of thought, the Xuanwu Holy Beast spoke, seized Hongjun's attack on Feng Zichen, and scolded fiercely, taking a big breath and accumulating the evil qi in his heart.

It's just that what kind of character Hongjun is, honor and disgrace have long been ignored, and in the face of Xuanwu's ridicule, he just smiled and didn't care.

If he had taken care of these things, how could he have gotten to where he is today?

"Xuanwu Daoist friend misunderstood, Poor Dao has no ill will towards Feng Zichen!"

Showing his origin, Hongjun said.

"No malice? What are you doing when you send people to Guiru without malice?"

Glancing at Feng Zichen, Xuanwu found that he had been carried by the storm of destruction and rushed towards the ruins.

"Daoist friends don't know, this person has the destiny of Pangu, and there is a big opportunity to do in the future, and there are still some opportunities in the ruins, which may be able to help him. ”

"Therefore, the poor way sent him into the ruins to complete his creation!"

gave Xuanwu a salute, Hongjun said.

"Chance, okay, you Hongjun is the incarnation of heaven, every word and deed contains the will of heaven, what you say is what it is, and I won't argue with you. ”

"Come to think of it, as a Dao Ancestor, you can't pull down your face and embarrass a junior. ”

For Hongjun's words, Xuanwu had no doubts. Now it is different from the past, He is now the spokesman of the Heavenly Dao, His words are the will of Heaven, and he can no longer talk nonsense.

Even if there was no chance, when He said that, there was no such thing.

Thinking of the past, Xuanwu was still angry in his heart, and he didn't want to talk to Hongjun more, so he glanced at Feng Zichen again, and saw that he was not in danger, so he dodged and returned to the depths of the Arctic land.

"Hehe!" chuckled, and Hongjun Daoist slowly dispersed.

..................

I don't know how long it has been, feeling that the storm of destruction has gradually subsided, Feng Zichen's heart moved, and he walked out of the Chaos Bead.

"Vomit~~"

"It stinks, what is this place? How can it stink so much!"

"Damn, just rush to this smell, ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal comes, you don't have to do it, I'm afraid you can stink to death directly!"

As soon as he walked out of the Chaos Bead, before Feng Zichen could observe his surroundings, he felt a foul smell coming to his nose, rushing straight to his head, and his tears flowed down.

Hurriedly pointed at the Chaos Bead, and chaotic qi gushed out, wrapping Feng Zichen layer by layer, completely isolating it from the outside world.

"Oh no, this stink is poisonous!"

After blocking the connection with the odor, Feng Zichen mobilized his mana to force the odor he had exhaled from his body. But as soon as the exercise was running, he realized that something was wrong.

After the stench entered his body, it turned into black gas, silently dissolving his vitality, destroying his body, and even the avenue he had cultivated as a penance showed signs of disintegration.

"What is this, it's weird!"

Mobilizing the mana in his body, Feng Zichen tried to wipe out the black qi, but before the mana touched the black qi, it collapsed on its own, merging with the black qi and strengthening its power.

Then, he used the power of the Great Dao again and rushed towards the black qi, but in the midst of the desolation, many innate paths that he had cultivated with great difficulty disintegrated layer by layer in front of the black qi, and they did not play any role.

After that, Feng Zichen tried to attract the power of the laws of heaven and earth, but was surprised to find that there was no trace of the aura of the Great Dao in this place, which could be called a place of lawlessness.