Chapter Seventy-Two: The Fall of Chaos

The war broke out in an instant, the two supremes continued the great battle countless years ago, the terrifying coercion made all beings unable to raise their heads, and the crazy Mixed Peng Ancestor was desperate, so that Qingtian did not dare to face it directly, but they all knew that the Mixed Peng Ancestor was not an opponent, and this time he came with the heart of death.

"Destroy the world, wear out everything. Kill!" With Qingtian's loud drink, the world-destroying grinding disc in his hand slowly rotated, the aura of destruction spread, the space was shattered, and it had the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth. The heavens and the earth roared, but the desolate space became the brink of destruction. Chaopeng struggled to resist, and with a blow from Chaotian, he pierced the world, but he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Poof, Qingtian, I'm unwilling!" was wiped out by the Great Grinding of the World, and the chaos was over.

Boom -

Just when Qingtian was about to kill Chaopeng, a giant palm stretched out in the air, grabbed Chaopeng, and did not entangle with Qingtian, and left directly.

"Hmph. Swept away by the Great Tribulation of the World, it is not far from death, what can it do if it is rescued?" Qingtian did not chase after him, and returned directly to Heaven.

"Alas, why do you have to do this? Hongjun sighed, knowing that Chaopeng could not be saved.

"Ahem, ahem, it's okay, death is also a relief. When they killed me, the sky and the sky have fallen, and today it is my turn. "Chaopeng's breath is sluggish, and the spirit is scattered," Over the years, Poor Dao has also regretted it, and actually released the three of them, which caused two Taoist friends to fall, and he was even more entangled with demons, just wanting to pull him to the end, but unfortunately, he was far from him. "Hongjun can guess a little bit, otherwise he can't let Chaopeng be so crazy.

"Alas, what other wishes do you have?"

"Hehe, they're all dead, but my body is related to the North Underworld, and Daoyou can release my body back to the North Underworld, maybe there will be an opportunity, and it can be regarded as a new life. "The bastard is getting weaker and weaker.

"Poor Dao will help. ”

"Thank you. Also, Daoist friends should be careful of Qingtian, he seems to be hiding something, too mysterious. Mixed Peng said intermittently.

"What?" Hongjun didn't know much about Qingtian either.

"I don't know, but I can feel the great horror, you have to be careful in the future. After saying that, he had already exhausted his energy.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist. Alas!" Hongjun sighed.

At the moment when Chaopeng died, the heavens and the earth wailed, the flood and the sky were about to rain heavily, and the thunder was bursting, and everyone felt the sorrow of the heavens and the earth, whether this was the fall of a supreme man, or the existence of the creatures of the desolation. Everyone is sad, not only the lament for the fall of the strong, but also the helplessness of their own fate, as strong as a mixed Peng, there is also a day of falling, not to mention that they, cultivation, cultivation, the pursuit of eternal freedom, immortality and immortality, there is still a long way to go.

At this time, Xuanyuan had been wandering in the chaos for a long time, and he didn't know how many years had passed. Chaos is boundless, the existence of the Chaos Yuan Holy Realm cannot explore the secrets of chaos, for the chaos demon gods, the chaos world is their home, and for the Honghuang monks, chaos is too mysterious and terrifying, if Da Luo Jin Immortal does not have a treasure to protect himself, he will definitely not be able to resist the erosion of chaos, even if he is a strong person of the Chaos Yuan Golden Immortal, in the chaos, it is possible to be assimilated.

Moreover, the chaos shocks are frequent, and the Chaos Yuan Golden Immortal does not dare to stay long, in the chaos, it will also be easy to lose the sense of the desolate world, so as to get lost in the endless chaos, unable to absorb the aura, unable to cultivate, almost an eternal seal.

This is the first time Xuanyuan has seen the chaotic world, as the legend says, there is no life, only endless depression, which makes people not want to stay longer. Xuanyuan has been wandering here for more than fifty epochs, if he hadn't heard the advice of Yang Mei and made a lot of preparations, he would have been stunned and broke into the chaos, maybe he would have been lost in it, and now he can sense the location of the flood wilderness, which makes Xuanyuan breathe a sigh of relief.

"When will you find it? This is really not a place for people. Xuanyuan looked up, and couldn't tell the upper and lower things, "This time you should be able to gain something, then-" Xuanyuan muttered to himself, and what appeared in his hand was the jade talisman he took from Shui Yao. As soon as the jade talisman shattered, a terrifying blood-red light illuminated the entire chaos, and the terrifying coercion spread, even Xuanyuan was solemn.

"It is worthy of the essence blood of the Chaos Demon God, and it is also the Chaos Demon God of the Chaos Yuan Holy Realm, it is really terrifying. Staring at this drop of blood, although it was not the first time that Xuan Yuan had seen it, he was still surprised.

If they knew that Xuanyuan had this thing in their hands, I am afraid that they would not be able to help but make a move, especially the fierce beasts of the gods, which was a fatal temptation for them. When Xuanyuan first discovered this thing, he was shocked, thinking that the Chaos Demon God had descended, and the terrifying flood had no power to resist.

However, when he saw the essence blood inside, Xuanyuan was finally relieved, if it was, it was expected, this should be the essence blood of a dozen or so Chaos Demon Gods in the Chaos Yuan Holy Realm, and it was a seriously injured and dying Chaos Demon God, who threw a drop of essence blood into the layout of the flood wilderness, fortunately, Shui Yao and the others got it, but they did not meet the conditions for opening, otherwise things would have gone wrong.

Xuanyuan got the essence blood, and he felt that it was both a trouble and a supreme opportunity. The trouble is because he may be targeted by a Chaos Demon of the Holy Realm, which is terrifying to think about, because from the deduction of essence blood, it can be seen that this big guy is still alive.

The chance is to meet a living Chaos Demon God, whose value is countless times more precious than the innate treasure, which makes Xuanyuan's heart very excited, and this is still a seriously injured and dying Chaos Demon God, if he is only seriously injured, Xuanyuan does not dare to make up his mind, but obviously, he was almost killed by Pangu, otherwise he would not have made a desperate bet to send the most precious essence blood to seek a way out, one of Xuanyuan's purposes this time is to find him, kill and seize everything.

Xuanyuan has such an idea, and he has made all the preparations, first of all, the Chaos Demon God has reached the point where the oil is exhausted, and it is estimated that he was cut off from the Holy Realm by Pangu, which is the biggest reason why Xuanyuan dares to make a move; secondly, Xuanyuan's strength is enough to protect himself, coupled with all kinds of spiritual treasure means, he can compete with each other, and he can also consume him; finally, he wants to explore the strength of the Chaos Demon God, not only to hone and break through his heart to the Dao, but also for the terrifying existence hanging above his head, those guys will come, Xuanyuan has too little understanding of the Chaos Demon God, and now is a great opportunity。

Therefore, Xuan Yuan resolutely embarked on the search path, but he hid too deeply, or the chaos was too great, Xuan Yuan could only feel the approximate direction with the guidance of essence blood, but after walking for tens of billions of years, he did not find it, and Xuan Yuan felt aggrieved.

Suddenly, the essence and blood, which had been quiet, changed, and trembled constantly, as if it was about to fly away.