Hong Huang: Empress Nuwa, please don’t make up your mind

At this time, within the Great Desolation, a mysterious and mysterious power was introduced into the Great Desolation from the chaos.

Lin Lan controlled Pan Gu's real body and smiled lightly.

He was right!

Hongjun finally made a move!
Lin Lan murmured inwardly.

"This game, I won!"

But at this time, because of the appearance of that power, the two large formations disappeared in an instant.

Although Hongjun was not fit for the Dao of Heaven at this time, even with the body of a saint, he couldn't forcefully receive the shocking ax light that Lin Lan cut out.

But after all, he is the first and strongest saint in the prehistoric world!

Although he can't take the ax light, he can dispel the two formations!

The two large formations melted away in an instant, and the vision from the prehistoric world came to life!

suddenly!

Between the prehistoric world, the sun is shining everywhere, the sky is full of auspicious clouds, and there are many visions. The purple air that stretches for three thousand miles comes from 33 layers of heaven, reaching the extreme north of the prehistoric world and Beiming. Instantly illuminates the entire prehistoric world!
The sky is chaotic, and the ground is swarming with golden lotuses!
Zhou Tian's stars appeared in the sky and radiated light, and the power of the stars spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Spiritual birds dance in the sky, and auspicious beasts run around.

Just this vision allows many creatures who have not been able to take form for a long time to take this opportunity to take form!

Hundreds of millions of creatures in the wilderness looked up and watched, and they all saw that on this avenue, countless runes intersected, and the visions came to life!
There is a sound of the Great Dao in the long prehistoric world!
"Hongmeng, don't make another killing and calamity."

"It has been 1000 years since the two clans of Lich fought, and it has been delayed for a long time."

"The third sermon in Zixiao Palace, this lecture is about the way of becoming a saint. The time is approaching, please come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon as soon as possible."

"After this battle between the Lich clans, there will be no more disputes for a while!"

"Hongmeng, you also come here, I will give you a great opportunity!"

When the voice fell, the vision of heaven and earth was lost.

And the Great Desolation, which had been dark just now, finally saw the light of day again.

All the great masters also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, I was too nervous just now, especially the ax light that Lin Lan slashed out at the end, which can almost destroy the world and repeat the momentum of opening the sky!
If Ruo Hongjun Daozu really didn't stop it.

That is the prestige of a sage, and if he is cut in the prehistoric, he is afraid that he will also make a big hole in the prehistoric one!

When the time comes, wouldn't they, the prehistoric beings, perish in the prehistoric like the Chaos Demon God?

Thinking about it now, I'm really a little scared.

Fortunately, Taoist Hongjun made a timely move, which saved them from a catastrophe.

At this time, a group of prehistoric powers were inspired by Hongjun Daozu, and they all got ready to go to the Zixiao Palace outside the Chaos 33 Layer to listen to the way of proving the saint.

But when all the prehistoric powers came back to their senses, they found that the first and second brothers Di Juntai had disappeared without a trace, and not even a group of monster clan members were on the shore of the East China Sea.

They guessed that Taoist Hongjun must have taken all these people away because he was afraid that Lin Lan would be killed again.

Hongjun is worthy of being a saint, and they are all sure that no one in the prehistoric world can do it except Hongjun!

So everyone yearned for sanctification even more.

But as everyone knows, the holy places in this prehistoric world are limited, and all of them have already been selected!
All the prehistoric powers are no longer procrastinating.

The saints are calling them, if you don't hurry up, it will be shameless.

So just after this battle ended with the complete victory of the Wu Clan, all the great powers immediately flew into the chaos!
However, at this time, Lin Lan also returned to her human body after Hong Jun's attack dispelled the two killing formations.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the primordial sky and smiled lightly.

In this battle, in fact, neither the lich nor the demon clan made a profit.

The Yaozu's vitality was greatly injured, but the Wuzu also suffered heavy losses.

The one who made the most money was Lin Lan.

Not only can he win Hongjun's favor for the Wu Clan, but he can also prepare for future reincarnation.

And Hongjun also promised to give him a chance at the third lecture.

Presumably this opportunity must be the one that escaped together at the last time.

Although he had the Primordial Bead, the escaped Primordial Purple Qi of this level is rare in the entire prehistoric world.

Although this thing is useless to him in a short time, it will definitely help him in the future!
And because of this battle, his physical realm has also broken through to the existence equivalent to the peak of Daluo Jinxian!
As long as both the realm of the physical body and the realm of the primordial spirit reach the peak of the Hunyuan Jinxian, Lin Lan can directly prove the Tao and become a saint!
The strength still has to be improved step by step!

This time he was able to beat Hongjun, it was entirely because of Nuwa.

If the Six Sages of Heaven had already appeared at this time, and Lin Lan didn't have the ability to change the situation, then Hongjun could slap him to death if he did this!
That is a saint after all!

So what if he has the blessing of Pan Gu's real body?
So what if Hongjun couldn't easily dismantle the formation of the gods and demons in the Twelve Capitals?
Even so, although he was able to unleash a powerful attack that Hongjun didn't dare to take, after all, there was a gap between the quasi-sage and the saint, and he still couldn't hit Hongjun.

So before the real Lich Calamity comes, he must prove his way and be sanctified!
Only then would he have the ability to take fate into his own hands!

Instead of relying on this omniscience and omnipotence to live so tiringly!
I am happy!

And isn't the foundation of Xiaoyao based on this strength?
What's more, if you want to be a layout person, you must also need strong strength, otherwise you can only be a player in the game, and you will always be a pawn at the mercy of others!

At this moment, Lin Lan clenched her fists and her eyes froze.

But at this time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Nuwa, and Tongtian all came behind Lin Lan.

The twelve ancestor witches immediately bowed and said.

"Twelve Patriarchal Witches, see the Witch Emperor!"

Lin Lan was quite satisfied with the result.

So he nodded, very relieved.

Just imagine, when you just traveled to the prehistoric period, who would have thought that there would be so many quasi-sages by your side?

At this time, apart from Emperor Jun Taiyi, most of the quasi-sages in the prehistoric are standing beside him.

But it is precisely because of this that he wants to improve his cultivation even faster!
Destiny is in the hands of others, and it will never be worthwhile to control it in your own hands!

suddenly!

Nuwa sobbed, rushed to Lin Lan regardless, and hugged her.

Lin Lan gently stroked Nuwa's head to comfort her.

"Okay, baby, am I standing in front of you unscathed?"

"How could Dijun Taiyi's two miscellaneous birds hurt the emperor?"

Nuwa didn't care, tears couldn't stop flowing, but at this moment, Lin Lan could clearly see that Houtu took a step back in disappointment, and the sound of heartbreak almost came out, which couldn't be more obvious.

At this time, Lin Lan supported Nuwa's shoulders, scratched her nose, smiled lightly, and said softly.

"Don't worry, after the third lecture, I will marry you as my wife!"

Houtu was very heartbroken when he heard the words.

The rest of the Eleven Patriarchs of the Witch Temple looked like dirt, and they felt very uncomfortable, but at this time Lin Langui was the Witch Emperor, and they couldn't make decisions for Lin Lan at all.

But this time.

Sudden.

Lin Lan took Nuwa's hand, came to Houtu's side, pulled Houtu's hand up and laughed.

"And you, of course."

Houtu was very surprised, but Nuwa smiled happily and nodded to her, as if she didn't care.

In an instant, the twelve ancestor witches were all excited!

Tong Tian also scratched his head and smirked, happy that Lin Lan could have two Taoist couples at once, and there was no prejudice between them.

But at this moment, Lin Lan suddenly felt that something in the dark was calling him!
His eyes became indifferent, and he looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain and said to everyone present.

"Nuwa, Tongtian, hurry up and go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon."

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, please go back to the Pangu Temple so that you can practice the Nine Turns Mysterious Art according to the method taught by the emperor."

At this time, Nuwa Houtu was very puzzled and worried, and asked in unison.

"Where are you going then?"

Lin Lan shook her head with a smile, sacrificed the Hongmeng Qingfeng chariot, and immediately turned into a blue light and left.

But at this time, only a heroic voice echoed in everyone's ears.

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