The primordial gate became more and more violent, an arrogance that collapsed the heavens and destroyed all things was erecting, and the more and more wild devouring power was emitted, until the strange passage was emitted, acting on Hongjun's current body, the origin of the Great Dao!

"Woo woo woo woo"

The unique wailing sound of the five decays of heaven and man made people's hearts palpitate, and Moko looked at Hongjun with great worry.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha is not in the way! Time is not enough, it can't wake up yet, what can I do? Dao favor, glory and protection!" Hongjun Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, looking careless.

But even so, his brilliant light cluster of three thousand zhang in size dimmed for a while, and the sporadic light was swallowed away, more than double the speed just now. Hongjun Ancestor was a phantom at the moment, his hands suddenly closed, as if holding a chicken egg, and then, slowly bloomed, and suddenly, a kind of birth, origin, and origin breath emanated.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the origin of the Great Dao represented by Hongjun quickly shrank by a circle, about one-tenth less, and a pure cyan air flow like a chicken egg appeared, and a rich origin aura flowed in it, changing rapidly, deriving flowers, birds, fish and insects, planet continents, and virtuous and foolish beings

"Whoa!"

Hongjun's phantom flickered, and it was divided into two, ethereal and hazy, one of them took a step forward, blending into this air flow, and then, a shroud, Mo Ke suddenly felt that the world was changing, and he seemed to be completely hidden into a pure cyan small world world that isolated everything, and a figure beside him was Hongjun Ancestor.

"Master Amitabha, are we going to enter this primordial gate?" said Mo Ke with his hands folded.

"Not bad. Nodding, Hongjun Ancestor responded.

The main body was still suppressed here, maintaining the operation of the Flood Desolation World, and the Hongjun Ancestor merged into the pure cyan airflow, and with Moko, he flashed straight towards the primordial gate. In fact, if it weren't for this moment, it was an extraordinary moment, and the true spirit of the Primordial Gate was in a state of slumber, Hongjun Ancestor would not be able to do this at all, and dividing a clone to enter was already the biggest limit.

Hongjun's clone smiled lightly, took Moko, and rushed towards the primordial door.

"Boom"

The power of the extreme violence surged, it was almost like the power of opening the world, and a pure cyan air flow suddenly dispersed, like a cloud of smoke and clouds, and Moko, who was in that strange space, shook wildly, almost feeling like he was on a lonely boat, and was facing the most ferocious storm.

Every attack is comparable to the full force of the Pseudo-Saint Peak, it is really too ferocious! With Moko's current strength, he can barely fight with the Pseudo-Saint Late Stage, but if he encounters a Pseudo-Saint Peak existence like the Styx Ancestor, he is still invincible.

Fortunately, with the means of Hongjun Ancestor, Moko can be regarded as frightening, and finally broke into the legendary mysterious primordial gate with a bang.

It was a suspended meteorite belt, silent, as if it had lasted for billions of years, a dead and silent force brewing in it, full of the breath of destruction and aging. This kind of strength is extremely terrifying, not to mention Da Luo Jin Xian, even if the pseudo-saint breaks in, it is difficult to hold on for too long, even if it is a saint, he needs to be careful and dare not be careless.

"Buzz"

As soon as a pure cyan air mass appeared, it immediately caused a vibration, like a drop of ink dripping into the clear water, and it instantly spread, and a large area of dead silence of force rushed in, surging, and there was a momentum of endless death.

It's too dangerous!

If it is an ordinary pseudo-saint powerhouse, just that impact just now, even if he has the innate spirit treasure in his hand, he will resist difficulties and always have the risk of falling.

In the face of all this, Hongjun Ancestor, the doppelganger of the saint's teacher, was not in a hurry, and with a low shout, the entire pure cyan airflow changed for a while, and disappeared strangely again, and it was completely in line with the entire primordial gate, completely integrated into it, regardless of friend or foe.

In that strange space, Moko had a feeling of time changing in vain, as if he had passed an extremely long and long river of years, white clouds and dogs, several ups and downs, as if he had experienced a dream with no beginning and no end.

"Little guy, this primordial gate is extremely mysterious, I can only rely on induction to take you to the place where the Dao fruit is brewing, in an instant, hundreds of millions of years, the years in this primordial gate are long and endless, completely different from the outside world, and you must perform the forbidden technique. Hongjun Ancestor passed on the voice and explained the reason.

Although he had cultivated to the Heavenly Heart and his will was as strong as a Muni bead, Mo Ke still felt a heavy pressure, no wonder this primordial gate was extremely terrifying, if it was not for the protection of Hongjun Ancestor, he was afraid that ordinary pseudo-saint powerhouses would only be able to struggle for a moment. The only ones who can hide in it for a long time are saints.

Like a dream bubble, Moko saw a shocking picture, and he himself seemed to have turned into a long river of time, flowing at a rapid pace, passing through hundreds of millions of years in an instant, through endless regions.

In an area where the golden air is surging like the sea, a kind of red golden crystal wall protects everything, and there is a fruit floating in it, such as a pink jade carving, but the size of a fist, shaped like a pink doll, very vivid, exuding a fragrant fragrance, the crystal clear fruit contains endless vitality, and the skin texture is full of rhyme, which is simply irresistible.

In a mysterious area where the dragon's energy is like a tide, a domineering purple-gold crystal wall protects everything, and there is a bronze coffin full of mystery lying in it, carved with various copper carvings, flowing out of the not so brilliant brilliance, flickering bright and dark, rippling with a vast sound of praise, which seems to be the sacrificial words of the barbarian period.

In a chaotic and turbulent area, the chaotic ancient gas gushing, hanging down ten thousand pillars of light, mysterious and hazy, like the long river of years flowing, in it, you can vaguely see a small tree of three feet three inches and three sizes, the branches are like a dragon meandering, each leaf is not the same, the charm of the road is flowing, the form is similar to Xiaoding, Xiaozhong, immortals, mountains and rivers, white clouds, gossip This small tree, if there are some old antiques here, it will be shocked and surprised, it is the chaos spiritual root of the famine, and the Huangzhong Li who is as famous as the building wood in the Moko Buddha soil！

In the world of flames, countless fire crows, fire dragons, fire horses, fire unicorns, fire kunpeng, fire Jimeng, and fire Qiqi all surround an ancient fiery red altar, on which is placed a skull, as smooth as crystal, swallowing out a terrifying power of fire crows

In an area of awe-inspiring sword qi, countless terrifying sword lights formed a long river of sword qi, killing outside, hundreds of billions of flying swords of the Ganges River, if it weren't for a crystal wall like a sword pattern to protect it, this infinite flying sword seemed to be about to fly out, killing everything, such a might, even if it was a pseudo-saint like a person who lacked virtue and Taoism, it could only support for a moment, and it would be crushed alive.

In a blood-rain area, in the blood-colored crystal wall, there is a bloodstained, ancient, linen cloth contaminated with the dust of history, very ordinary, but there is naturally a kind of unity of heaven and man, eternal and eternal, carrying all the glory of the world.

In a dimly lit area, the dark clouds of molten iron are thick, ghosts and gods are up and down in it, all kinds of calamity calamities, luck calamities, karmic calamities, endlessly, one after another shackles of time and space, chains, appeared in the clouds, many torture instruments, also appeared, there are prisons, chains, punishment platforms, all kinds of knives, whips, like a river of vermilion color flowing, as if blood, extremely heavy, extremely evil.

In an area, the ghost qi crystal wall protects everything, the yin wind in it is gusting, the ghost fire is fluttering, the breath of death, the breath of decay, and the breath of mystery are wafting, and a giant body is lying on the ground, hideous as a ghost, and there are constantly surging ghost qi pouring into its body, and its breath makes the pseudo-saint tremble deeply!

Shocked!

At this moment, Moko's heart almost stopped beating, this scene was too shocking!

Although he had long known that this Primordial Gate was extremely terrifying, extremely mysterious, and almost the most mysterious and terrifying existence in the Flood Wilderness, he was still shocked by witnessing the areas sealed in the crystal wall one by one! Every area contains great dangers, great opportunities, and great horrors, and all of this is just a part of the inside of the Primordial Gate!

It's horrible!

And the next moment, an extraordinarily vast area instantly attracted all of Moko's attention.

This area is protected by a layer of Xuanhuang crystal wall, and the Xuanhuang airflow in it surges, one by one, like a divine waterfall falling down, and a figure sits cross-legged, which makes people have an impulse to kneel and worship.

"Bang la la"

The sound of a huge iron chain sounded, like a magic sound from hell, it was simply overwhelming, resounding in the nine heavens, not mortal iron, but a kind of extremely brilliant divine chain, full of the supreme aura of the Great Dao, entangled in this figure, it actually pierced his body and completely nailed it.

This figure is a Buddha with big ears facing the arms, six golden bodies, gold skin, as if cast in red gold, the face is in a state of sorrow, revealing the compassion of the heavens and the compassion, sitting on a twelve-grade golden lotus platform, closing his eyes, the holy and peaceful breath is permeated, not stained with a trace of mortal breath, as if he is otherworldly.

Behind his head, a red-gold circle of light is like a big sun, blooming Buddha light, the sky is falling, the ground is surging golden lotus, countless ancient Buddhas appear out of thin air, and a prosperous era of Buddhism appears everywhere. The ancient Buddha with the average number of sands in the Ganges River appeared in the heavens and the earth, and in the long river of ancient and modern futures, it seems that there is a puja that has never been seen before or since.

Great day Buddha Buddha!

Seeing this Buddha sitting on top of the golden lotus and his body pierced by the divine chain, Moko's heart shook wildly, and a name poured into his heart.