Chapter 139: The Myth of the Flood Begins

"This feels so familiar!Ahhh

"Hahaha, great, the poor Dao can finally return to his original self! And he can also use this to cultivate to make great progress, and he can peek into that ray of heaven. ”

When he saw the familiar demon body, he laughed wildly. Raising eyebrows doesn't care about anything else, seeing that the huge chaos demon body is rooted in the chaos, although there is no vitality, as long as you raise your eyebrows and become the master, and then cultivate for a period of time, you can definitely recover to the peak state, and even rely on the understanding of the Great Tribulation of the Heavens and the Flood to break through the cultivation, which makes you raise your eyebrows and ecstasy.

Yang Mei has always wanted to cultivate the path of the Chaos Demon God, but this is too difficult, after all, he has lost the identity of the Chaos Demon God, although he can rely on the original exercises and the Chaos Avenue to cultivate the Chaos Demon Body, but I don't know how much time it will take to complete, originally Yang Mei has decided to dive in the chaos this time, let himself completely transform, and return to the peak,.

But at this moment, he actually found that his original demon body had not been destroyed, which meant that he didn't have to work so hard to cultivate at all, how could this not make him ecstatic!

"Hahaha! My Space Ancestor is back again!" raised his eyebrows and laughed wildly, running towards the Chaos Demon Body.

"Huh, what does this feel like? It's familiar, it's not your own Chaos Demon Body!"

As he got closer, he raised his eyebrows and found it strange, and at first he was too happy to pay attention to it, but at this moment, he found that this familiar aura was not only his own demon body, but also others.

"Panguβ€”"

At this moment, the bull man who raised his eyebrows and defeated Hongjun was frightened, and he didn't even think about it, so he turned around and fled into the depths of chaos at an incredible speed.

It turned out that when he raised his eyebrows and looked at the root of his demon body, a familiar memory reminded him of something, and he ran wildly regardless of everything, even caring about his own demon body.

In Zixiao Palace, since the battle with Yangmei, Hongjun seems to have realized something, and he retreats and waits for the sermon to begin. And in the middle of the desolate world, a hidden place, the sea of fire is crisscrossing, burning everything, this fire seems to have life, constantly surging, as if cheering.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the sea of fire contracted, and finally turned into a figure, with a dashing and uninhibited look on his face.

"Oh! Hongjun seems to have made a move! No matter what, Poor Dao has now turned into a chaotic true fire, and it's time to go to the chaos to take a walk. ”

"It's none of my business how Hongjun tosses in the wilderness, he raised his eyebrows and left, but Poor Dao doesn't have as much ability as him, he beat Hongjun before leaving, let's leave obediently!"

Lu Zhuan Daojun muttered to himself, distressed and a little gloating.

Although Lu Pressure had a perfect origin at this time, and he had turned into a chaotic body, he had not broken through the barrier of the Holy Realm, he couldn't argue with Hongjun, and he couldn't have the support of heaven and earth like Nuwa and others, so he had to go to the chaos to find an opportunity.

"Hehe, but there is something to do before leaving, I still have to find a successor, and my throne should also be inherited, so I can leave something for the flood wilderness!" Lu Jian smiled, as if he had expected something.

"Besides, that guy Xuanyuan seems to be coming back soon, the desolate world can't be chaotic! Alas, it's a pity, the desolate world is getting more and more exciting, but I can't see it!"

In the midst of the desolation, two more powerful people left, and the desolate world was truly dominated by Hongjun, and a new generation of creatures grew, and the desolate world really began the most prosperous evolution, opening the prelude to the mythological era.

Since Hongjun spread the sound of the famine, it has been 10,000 years, and on this day, almost all living beings have gathered in Zhoushan, because today is the first sermon of Hongjun, the first saint of heaven and earth.

And from the guidance in the underworld, he knew that Buzhou Mountain was the passage to the Zixiao Palace, so all the capable creatures of the desolation rushed here.

But there are very few people who have the ability to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, because Zixiao Palace is located in chaos, it is an inner chaos connected to the desolate world, and Da Luo Jinxian does not dare to break in, unless there is a magic weapon to protect him, this restriction will eliminate more than ninety percent of the living beings.

Of course, in the flood famine, especially Buzhou Mountain, you can also listen to the sermon, but the opportunity is definitely not as big as reaching Zixiao Palace, but it is also a major event of the grace and famine.

At this moment, many great powers have gathered at the top of Buzhou Mountain, and the lowest cultivation level is the Golden Immortal level, and there are also many Daluo Golden Immortals. The most conspicuous thing is the few people standing alone in the field.

Sanqing appeared at the end of the primeval era, and then disappeared, and only now has it come out.

Although almost none of the people present knew Sanqing, the ethereal and vast momentum on the three of them surprised everyone, this is definitely the master of the Daluo Jinxian Consummation Realm, and it may have broken through this realm.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at them in awe.

Emperor Jun Taiyi stood together with all the great powers of the demon clan, and the two demon emperors of the demon clan, the second largest clan in the flood wilderness, naturally knew each other, although they were almost destroyed by the witch clan last time, but they were saved in the end, and the witch clan was afraid to make a move, which shows that the demon clan is prosperous, and everyone dare not offend.

There is also the famous demon master Kunpeng of the Flood Wilderness, who is also a party, and the famous Red Cloud Ancestor, Blood Sea Ancestor, Zhen Yuanzi and other scattered cultivators are either known or heard of the name, and they are also coming.

"Wow!"

At this time, the crowd separated, a stunning woman came over, everyone gave way, and everyone of the demon clan hated her when they saw her.

This person is the ancestor of the earth, the witch queen Tu Niangniang, the lich is an immortal existence, and the last time he almost wiped out the demon clan, so that the desolate beings have a deeper understanding of the witch clan, not only powerful, but also very bold, and have no scruples about doing things.

Houtu, as one of the more special among the twelve ancestral witches, is interested in cultivating the way of the primordial gods, although he was saved by Hongjun last time, but he knows that it is the top powerhouse of the flood wilderness, and he can't help others at all.

In addition, Hongjun's cultivation is superb, and Houtu is also interested in coming to listen to the sermon, while the other ancestors don't have that leisure, knowing that Houtu has already decided, plus Houtu's ability to protect herself, so she will let her come out.

"Wow!"

Immediately after another turmoil, two figures came, a pair of men and women, and the human head and snake body followed each other, and everyone naturally gave way.

"I've seen Niangniang, Great Sage!"

What's even more shocking is that Sanqing, who is in awe of everyone, saluted the two of them, although it was an ordinary greeting, but they also saw the extraordinaryness of the two, and actually let these three salute, you must know that these three have always been extremely arrogant, and even the Demon Emperor Ancestor Witch did not pay attention to them.

"Three of you are polite!"

The man replied, and everyone speculated about the identities of these people, there was no doubt that they were definitely strong people in the primeval era, otherwise it would be impossible for Xiu to be so powerful, so the gaze that looked at several people was both awe and heat.

Sanqing, as the god of Pangu, is arrogant, and almost no one in the wilderness can make them bend down to make friends, but the identity of Nuwa and others is special, not only their master's generation, but also their cultivation, although they have only heard their teacher say it, but when they see the real person, they know that even if this person's cultivation is not as good as the master, I am afraid it is not far away.

Despite this, it is impossible for Sanqing to regard Nuwa as the existence of the teacher's generation, and they cannot be the same generation, so they have to be commensurate with Taoist friends, and they can be regarded as separate from Hongjun's generation.

Nuwa doesn't care, in the ancient times, the strong were respected, and the identity and feet had to be strong, and she knew a little bit about Sanqing's thoughts, and she didn't take it to heart, not to mention that Sanqing's strength is not as good as her now, with their heels and Hongjun's support, she may be able to reach her height in the future, so she didn't intersect as elders, and in the end, it depends on who has reached the highest height to be qualified to talk about peers.

Boom -

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the quiet world, and everyone felt something, knowing that the legendary Zixiao Palace was about to open.

"Let's go!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone reacted, rushed to the top of the mountain, and flew into the chaos. The opportunity is to fight for it, and it is because I want to be the first to reach Zixiao Palace and be appreciated by the Dao Ancestor.