Extract attributes for 3000 years, and prove Hunyuan Daluo!

For example, why can the Seraph be imprisoned after he has been dead for countless epochs?

Also, alternative ways of preaching are also mixed.

With the ability of this person's way of space, he couldn't escape for so many years?

Su Che was on the Great Desolation, except for hearing that the other party appeared during the battle between the ancient demon ancestor Luohu and Hongjun Taoist ancestor, the rest did not even see anyone.

Even without using the extraction system, with Su Che's intelligence, he can still conclude that this person is lying.

"Fellow Daoist, if you don't call for Saint Hunyuan, you can save me."

"As long as my patriarch Yang Mei is out of trouble, you can take away the body of the six-winged demon god, as well as his six-winged treasure, which is comparable to Pangu's 36th-rank chaotic green lotus!"

Patriarch Yang Mei saw that Su Che fell silent, as if he wanted to leave, so he hurriedly said.

"How about I come to save you after I prove the Tao?" Hearing this, Su Che suddenly laughed.

After he proves the Tao, his strength will inevitably increase again by a hundred times, saving Patriarch Yang Mei is only a matter of seconds.

"Fellow Daoist, this six-winged demon god is wandering and flowing in the chaos, and is carried around by the chaos storm. It only takes a few days for him to disappear here.

If you leave today, I am afraid that you will never have the chance to obtain such a treasure in the future. "Hearing this, Patriarch Yang Mei panicked immediately.

"It's okay, just forget it if you don't get it. I'm already at the top of the prehistoric world, and getting this treasure won't have a big impact." Su Che shook his head slightly, with a cunning flash in his eyes.

"This..." Patriarch Yang Mei was stunned.

This six-winged treasure is such a treasure that the other party is not at all tempted.

There are not many treasures of chaos, even the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods combined.

One Heaven Opening God Ax turned into three innate treasures, which shows its horror.

Su Che shook his head slightly, turned and left.

He has already seen what happened to Patriarch Yang Mei.

"You don't save me!"

There was a trace of disbelief in Yang Mei's eyes, and she stared at Su Che firmly.

"You just let go of such a treasure of chaos?"

"It's my luck, it's my life." Su Che shook his head slightly, he would not put himself in danger.

What's more, proving the Tao is his most important thing at present.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll tell you a secret in the world. I wonder if I can get you to save me." Yang Mei suddenly calmed down.

He could see that Su Che was someone who would eat and wait to die. He had never seen this person before, and he didn't know how to cultivate to the peak of quasi-sage.

He is just a clone now, so naturally he can't see how majestic and majestic the mana in Su Che's body is.

Even the Hunyuan Saint is far behind.

"Let's hear it." Su Che became interested.

"Have you noticed that this world is like a huge shackle, for example, Pan Gu has already ranked No. 1 among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods with half a step, why did he create the Great Desolate Land?"

Ancestor Yang Mei's voice gradually became hoarse, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. He said: "Why is Honghuang gradually perfecting, and six reincarnations are created. Hongjun is in harmony with the way of heaven, and there is a heaven in charge? The monster clan perishes, and a new heaven is established."

"All of this seems to be controlled by a pair of hands..."

"It is perfecting the Great Desolate Continent."

"And eat it."

Su Che frowned, and his heart moved slightly. After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, have you been imprisoned stupidly?"

Patriarch Yang Mei immediately stomped his feet angrily, cursing and saying: "You can't carve rotten wood."

"Fortunately, the ancestor is an alternative proof, otherwise he will be on your thief ship."

His Yang Mei was really blind, Bai had said so much to the person in front of him.

"If I save you, how about listening to my orders for ten thousand years?" Su Che raised his head suddenly, looking at Patriarch Yang Mei with piercing eyes.

He felt that a huge chaotic storm was approaching, and the entire huge body of the Seraphim was trembling.

The six wings behind him were shining white light, but they couldn't stop the huge chaotic storm at all.

If this chaotic storm hits, the body of the six-winged demon god will be taken to the chaos. It may be in a dangerous situation, or it may be directly away from the Primordial Continent.

If he, Su Che, wants to find it again, getting that treasure of wings is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"You saved me? And let the patriarch I obey you for ten thousand years?" The corners of the patriarch Yang Mei's mouth twitched slightly, just as he was about to ridicule Su Che, his eyes suddenly became horrified.

"Damn it, the Chaos Storm is here again. If we stay away from the prehistoric world this time, I don't know how many epochs it will take to have such a chance."

Patriarch Yang Mei anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks.

His chance of getting out of trouble is too small. First, he will be brought to the vicinity of the Great Desolate Continent by the Chaos Storm, and at this time, a Hunyuan Saint will happen to pass by.

Only with the combined strength of the two of them, it is possible to get Yang Mei out of trouble.

The two, the right time, the right place and the right people, are indispensable.

"It's bad luck for eight lifetimes, I met you, a junior who doesn't know how to make progress!" Yang Mei's teeth itched angrily.

Just come to a quasi-sage level he knows, Yaozu, explain the teaching, cut the teaching, everything is fine.

It happened to be Su Che who was only interested in proving the Tao and not in the treasure of chaos.

The next moment, a chaotic storm hit, and the entire body of the six-winged demon trembled.

Time and space are collapsing, and this is only the first wave.

This time the chaotic storm was so big that even Patriarch Yang Mei hadn't seen it a few times, he didn't know how far he was going to be taken.

"Junior, don't let me meet you, I hate you to death." Patriarch Yang Mei looked at Su Che, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He wanted to escape through that hole and into the head of the Seraphim.

Otherwise, if this avatar dies, his vitality will be greatly injured.

Su Che looked at the chaotic airflow that was rolling in this direction, held his breath and concentrated, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand.

The three-foot green blade appeared in his hand, it was Can Xuejian who had followed him for a long time.

The sword energy scattered in all directions, making a clanging sound.

"Is it the first wave?"

The world is snowing!

Behind Su Che, 24 bright moonlit night bridges emerged, and a round of great sun was in it, illuminating the dull chaos.

His vision is eternal and powerful enough to suppress everything.

"kill!"

Snowflakes poured down the sky.

The entire chaotic airflow was submerged by the snowflakes all over the sky.

Every snowflake represents a sword energy.

boom!
The billowing chaotic air flow disappeared in an instant.

Patriarch Yang Mei, who was slowly climbing into the crack, widened his eyes when he saw this scene.

"How can you have the power of a saint at the pinnacle of quasi-sage!"

"Besides, even a Primordial Saint can't be so relaxed."

Patriarch Yang Mei felt that his cultivation knowledge had been subverted.

In this world, is there anyone who can fight against a Hunyuan Saint at the pinnacle of a quasi-sage?

Not to mention the chaotic storm that even saints dare not touch?

This is composed of tens of thousands of chaotic airflows, which can punch a hole in the diaphragm of the prehistoric land.

No matter what, Patriarch Yang Mei really felt it at this moment.

The other party is definitely not a person who is eating and waiting to die.

Definitely a big monster!