Zhun Ti and Sanqing, who will be the first to become holy?!

This issue, among the top powers of the Flood Wilderness, there is no dispute.

Although Sanqing's arrogance made everyone very unhappy, even Emperor Jun Taiyi had to admit that Pangu Sanqing was indeed outstanding as a top power.

The mere fact that it was incarnated by the Pangu Great God was enough to shock all the powers. Not to mention, Sanqing also enjoys the relics of Pangu, which is a full thirty percent of the merits of opening the heavens!

On the other hand, although the heel is also top-notch, it is worse than the three clear. As for qualifications and merits, they are not comparable to Sanqing.

If you have to find an advantage for Zhun Ti to lead, it can only be perseverance. In order to seek the great prosperity of the West, even the perseverance of any means can be obtained.

But this has no effect on sanctification.

Zhen Yuanzi and the others were even thinking that if nothing else, such an unbearable condition would be to lead the Sanqing to become holy, or to lead the Red Cloud Enlightenment.

However, Lu Chen now stepped in sideways, and suddenly everything became confusing. There are so many powers, no one dares to make conclusions.

Zhen Yuanzi Jin Mu didn't dare, Styx Red Cloud didn't dare, Emperor Jun Taiyi didn't dare, Fu Xi didn't dare, and even Sanqing himself, who was full of confidence in Chengzhu before, didn't dare, and hurriedly went down the mountain to seek an ethereal opportunity.

Nonsense, looking at the wilderness, who doesn't know, anything, but when it comes to Lu Chen, it must not be speculated with common sense. Lu Chen's mystery and the huge amount of luck gathered on his body seemed to give him the terrifying ability to turn things around! No one dared to guarantee that Lu Chen would not change his life again this time.

This is definitely not sensational!

In fact, Lu Chen didn't know how much he had done for this kind of thing, otherwise he wouldn't have been unrecognizable by him now.

Although Sanqing enjoys the relics of the Pangu God and is prosperous, it is also relative to other top powers, if compared with Lu Chen, it is still far from enough! If Lu Chen really makes a move, he can really suppress Sanqing to death, so that Sanqing cannot turn over.

However, Sanqing is not good, and there is Hongjun. This battle of preaching, to put it bluntly, is also a battle of luck, a contest between Lu Chen and Hongjun's luck.

If the three clears are first, then Hongjun wins, and if the three clears are the last, it is Lu Chensheng!

I have to say that Lu Chen's unintentional move started an unprecedented dragon and tiger battle in the wilderness. It is really thrilling to use Sanqing Zhun to introduce five top powers as chess pieces, and to preach sanctification as bait.

Rao is Zhen Yuanzi and other top powerhouses couldn't help but shrink their pupils, their heartbeat accelerated violently, and they didn't even dare to gasp, just staring at Mount Meru and Mount Kunlun with their eyes.

Mount Meru and Mount Kunlun are still like two sleeping dragons, quietly dormant, only occasionally heard two ape cries and crane chirps. However, everyone can feel that behind this calm, because of Lu Chen, a storm is brewing wildly, and when the time comes, it will explode, sweeping the entire flood and shocking hundreds of millions of living beings.

Although, the so-called timing, when it is, no one knows. It could be 100,000 years from now, it could be millions of years from now, it could be 10 million years.

However, at this moment, all the powerful monks of the Flood Wilderness, except for Sanqing Zhun Ti himself, had no intention of doing anything else, just like waiting for the Lich Armageddon back then, waiting for the storm to break out. Even Nuwa, who has just become a saint, is the same.

That's five million years!

Five million years, a full five times as long as you waited for the Lich Armageddon!

However, this time, instead of feeling any impatience, Zhen Yuanzi and the others became more and more suspicious as time passed, and it seemed that they could already feel the howling and angry roar of the storm, which would erupt at any time.

...... The Eastern Continent, the Western Sea Coast.

Lu Chen, who was completely unaware that Hong Huang had risen again because of his unintentional actions, was wearing a white robe, standing on the top of a mountain, his eyes calmly looking down. Not far from the bottom of the mountains, there are tall human races, constantly busy.

The eastern continent has a flood and desolation. The East China Sea is located in the extreme east of the flood wilderness, and the West Sea is located in the extreme west of the Eastern Continent, bordering the Central Continent of Buzhou. Therefore, when Lu Chen took away the human race in Buzhou Mountain, he was directly placed near the West Sea, and let Ao Yan take care of it.

Now, five million years have passed, and the human race has long bid farewell to the ignorance of the newly-born, has a preliminary understanding of the flood famine, and has completely learned to survive.

Although the Terrans don't know how to use magical spells, because of the order of Lu Chen's Demon Master, no demon clan attacks the Terrans, and the Terrans only need to deal with some ordinary beasts.

In such a situation, although the Terrans are weak, there is no threat of extinction, and their numbers are growing wildly. Back then, Nuwa only created 100,000 human races, but now, there are no less than 50 billion!

"Terran, it is indeed an extraordinary destiny. Lu Chen muttered softly.

It stands to reason that Lu Chen was a human in his previous life, and the more extraordinary the development of the human race, the more proud he should be. But for some reason, Lu Chen's face was expressionless at this time, and his tone was inexplicable.

With the passage of time, Lu Chen suddenly found that his feelings for the human race had become more and more complicated from the initial cordiality, so complicated that even he himself could not clearly distinguish.

Perhaps, only later, when the situation is clear, can Lu Chen really understand clearly.

Lu Chen looked up at the endless West Sea, then at the Terrans, didn't stay long, turned around and prepared to leave. Lu Chen didn't intend to interfere in the development of the human race, everything went naturally.

However, at the moment when Lu Chen turned around, Lu Chen looked at a beautiful figure in front of him, and was suddenly stunned, and involuntarily stopped.

"Houtu, what is she doing here?" Lu Chen's heart flashed with a trace of doubt.

That beautiful figure is the ancestor Wu Houtu, Houtu is dressed in white, and his cloud-like hair hangs down gently, covering half of his delicate face, but because of this, it is even more moving.

It's just that, for some reason at this time, Houtu's moth eyebrows frowned slightly, and his clear eyes were also slightly confused, and he seemed to be in deep confusion.

Lu Chen looked at Houtu calmly, a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, he didn't choose to leave, just stood quietly in place.

With a hint of confusion, Houtu continued to walk forward unconsciously, completely unaware of Lu Chen's existence.

Lu Chen snorted lightly, and suddenly exuded a breath. Although the breath was faint, it made Houtu immediately notice it and quickly raised his head.

Hou Tu was a little annoyed in his heart, and he was ready to teach this guy who didn't know how to bother her alive. But when she saw Lu Chen's familiar face, which made her grit her teeth with hatred, she was suddenly shocked in her heart, and instantly lost her face, and shouted in a lost voice: "Lu Chen......"

Lu Chen's face sank, his eyes looked at Houtu majestically, and said without a trace of emotion: "What do you call me?"

Houtu bit his red lips, his delicate face kept changing, he was angry and hateful in his heart, and his beautiful eyes were almost like to breathe fire. But seeing Lu Chen's cold gaze, his heart trembled, he gritted his teeth, bowed his head and said, "Meet the seniors." ”

(To be continued)