Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

Every word of Hongjun is like a heavy hammer hammering into the hearts of the prehistoric creatures.

In an instant, people felt that their eyes were blurred.

An indescribable sense of sadness and loss spread from their chests.

Hongjun really is.
Great! !
Moreover, Hongjun himself has grown up after experiencing hardships again and again.

In the beginning, Hongjun only inherited Pangu's behest out of his personal friendship with Pangu.

But after experiencing some things, he realized that the Great Desolation was created by Pan Gu.

But Pangu is Pangu, and Honghuang is Honghuang.

Pangu has completed his mission.

The real direction of the prehistoric future should be determined by the creatures bred by the prehistoric and living in the prehistoric! !

But this is something that Hongjun, who is a chaotic god and demon, can't understand for the time being.

It is difficult for those in high positions to know the real life of the people at the bottom.

The appearance of new enemies again and again made Hongjun understand that some things are not as simple as imagined.

For example, it is the real Pangu's "daughter" Tiandao who wants to devour the origin of the prehistoric world.

Moreover, the Dao of Heaven is actually an incomplete Dao, so isn't it reasonable to let Dao complement itself?

But Hongjun knew that this was not right.

Because the hundreds of millions of prehistoric creatures would not agree.

Therefore, Hongjun felt that he needed to become one of the hundreds of millions of creatures in order to know what kind of prehistoric these creatures needed.

At this time, the whole prehistoric was silent.

Although they haven't completely let go of their hatred for Hongjun, this does not prevent them from admiring Hongjun.

The intensity of refining has been unknowingly lowered a lot, what people want is to continue to watch what will be played next after watching the screen projected by the chaotic green lotus.

Even Hongjun, who is writing, has forgotten that he is writing.

It feels like, at the beginning, I wrote it by hand.

Then it becomes someone writing with his hand.

And then, it seems that my hand no longer belongs to me, it seems to have his consciousness, it seems to have become someone else's hand!
A blazing white light erupted from the chaotic green lotus.

The screen switched, and it was found that the scene was no longer in the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun's back appeared in the screen.

In front of him is a huge tree that fills the entire world.

At the same time, some gods hiding in the alien space in the northern part of the earth's Europe all shook their heads.
Looking at such a majestic and magnificent world, Hongjun, or Hongjun's evil corpse, nodded in satisfaction.

He even stuck out his tongue and licked it slightly:
"Hmm~ not bad~!"

Buzz buzz~! !
Suddenly, a powerful beam of colorful light descended from the sky and landed in front of Hongjun's evil corpse.

This is a tall man with golden teeth. His eyes are shining with golden light, which seems to be unusually sharp.

Anyone who looks at these eyes will feel guilty.

However, Hongjun was an exception.

The man frowned slightly:

"I am Heimdall, the patron saint of Asgard."

"Aren't you from our world? Who are you? What are you here for?"

Hongjun Evil Corpse restrained his greedy look, and asked:

"Where is this? Who is the supreme god of your world? Where is he?"

An expression of displeasure immediately appeared on Heimdall's face, but just when he wanted to refuse, his eyes suddenly became dizzy, and he lost his sanity for a moment:

"This is the World Tree."

"The Supreme God here is Odin."

"He's in Asgard."

When Heimdall reacted, he found that the person in front of him with an annoying expression on his face had disappeared.

"How is it possible? What just happened!?"

Just when Heimdall hadn't recovered.

The entire Asgard court has been caught in a burst of tension.

Above the Hall of Valor, Odin, Thor, Thor...all the Asgardian gods took up their weapons, staring at this man who somehow appeared at their banquet with horror in their eyes!

This day is a banquet celebrating the birthday of the God of Light, Baldur!

Only Loki, the god of trickery, became playful and excited, and walked around Hongjun, looking at Hongjun's corpse with great interest.

But other people don't have this kind of interest now.

"Who are you!?"

"How did you get here without passing the Rainbow Bridge?"

"What did you do to Heimdall!?"

A series of questions were asked to Hongjun, but Hongjun didn't pay attention to these people at all. Instead, he looked around and asked:

"Who is Odin?"

The sound of Dao spread, causing the hearts of all the gods to tremble.

"I am!" A man with gray hair, an eyepatch, and two crows standing on his shoulders snapped.

The evil corpse twitched:
"very good."

"I am an ordinary god in Honghuang, Hongjun."

"This time I came to your world, I want you to follow me and move your world into the prehistoric and become a small world attached to the prehistoric."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a burst of scolding in the Hall of Valor.

"Bastard!"

"What are you kidding!!?"

"There's no reason for this!!"

Even through the blindfold, he could feel the anger in Odin's eyes. He said angrily:

"What if we don't agree!?"

Hongjun paused, then smiled and said:

"Ontology, I've already been polite before, they didn't agree."

"If you don't agree, then today will be the end of your world."

So, on this day, the world tree was destroyed.
After being beaten up a lot, the Nordic gods agreed to the conditions of Hongjun Evil Corpse with bruised noses and swollen faces, and agreed to move to the prehistoric earth.

Hongjun also allocated an extremely barren area for them as a territory for them to spread their beliefs.

"This place is the same as yours. It is cold and cold. You can cultivate believers here in the future."

"The coordinates have already been given to you, so I won't send them away."

"I still have to go to the next world."

After finishing speaking, Hongjun's evil corpse tore apart a time and space casually, and stepped into it.

Only a group of bewildered Nordic gods were left behind.

Thor stepped forward tremblingly and asked Odin for instructions:
"Father, how should we explain today's matter?"

"We were beaten while eating hot pot and singing songs!"

"It's not convenient for us to cultivate believers if this matter spreads!"

"What kind of god will be beaten so that all the chances will perish!?"

Because he surrendered the fastest, Loki, who was beaten the lightest, slyly said:
"It's not a big problem."

"I have a story called Ragnarok, you might as well listen to it together."

Just when Loki told the story of Ragnarok to the Nordic gods.

Hongjun's evil corpse came to another temple located on a mountain range.