Video clip: Inventory of the ten prehistoric conspiracies at the beginning

Haotian only felt a sharp pain in his body, and his body was blown into pieces by the strong wind. He couldn't believe it, so he could only yell: "No!"

However, there was no way to return to heaven, Haotian Tower fell from the hands of its owner and fell into the East China Sea, without causing any waves.

When the two Western Saints saw Haotian fall, Yuanshi Tianzun turned around and rushed to his side.

Seeing that the Master Tongtian's eyes were wide open and he tried his best to activate the formation to put the two of them to death, he couldn't help showing a look of fear.

It's really not worth taking my life for a Hongjun!
Thinking about it this way, the Second Saint of the West felt that if he delayed, he might not be able to escape from the Zhuxian sword formation of the leader of Tongtian, so he dared not resist any longer.

Quickly use the secret method to escape.

Still life matters!

The Zhuxian Sword Formation lost its shackles, and the Master Tongtian took back the Zhuxian Sword, and Nuwa didn't have to use the red hydrangea to disturb the situation in the East China Sea.

This time, Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Tongtian and Nuwa lost their enemies, and they all went to help Di Xin.

I saw that the attacks formed by the good luck jade plate were completely blocked by the magic weapons of Nuwa Tongtian and Yuanshi.

He even turned around and hit Hongjun.

"Second Sage of the West! Zhunti to guide! Lizi! Insufficiency and strategy!"

Seeing that his own situation is gone, Hongjun feels annoyed in his heart, but Haotian is dead, the two saints of the West have fled, and he is already alone.

Although he is a saint, he is on the edge of the realm of saints, and Nuwa Tongtian and others are more brave under the blessing of Di Xin's luck in the Shang Dynasty.

Ancestor Hongjun's eyes were red, and he caught the good luck jade plate that was attacking him. The sharpness of the jade plate pierced his palm, and he regained his composure.

Heaven and earth are dark yellow, the universe is prehistoric.

Good, what a Dixin!
Since Di Xin cannot be defeated, let alone the Shang Dynasty, it is better to destroy the entire prehistoric world.

The prehistoric peoples thought about life and thought about death, but they did not inherit his Hongjun's teachings, so how can they be so brilliant now.

Since I can't get the Great Desolation, no one can, and no one can be the Lord of the Great Desolation any more!
It's better to destroy the prehistoric world, re-open up the world, and let the prehistoric peoples perish together with themselves.

"Okay, the little human race can force me to this point, Di Xin, what do you think you can do!"

"Just be with this prehistoric myriad races, and die with me, hahahaha!"

There was madness in the eyes of the ancestor Hongjun, he laughed ferociously, and wanted to detonate the primordial spirit, and destroy the prehistoric world with a jade plate.

The prehistoric peoples are aware of his ambition, the world is sad, the wind is whimpering, and the black rain is pouring down.

And all races, prehistoric, and all races are afraid, trembling, but how can they resist the power of the saint's self-destruction?

He could only howl in the prehistoric world, only to see the fish family in the East China Sea frantically trying to jump out of the water, but was swept away by the waves.

What? !How dare this Hongjun old thief!
Tongtian Nuwa and Yuanshi Tianzun knew that Patriarch Hongjun was a madman, but they didn't know that he had already reached this stage. They looked at each other with serious faces.

Now, what should I do!

Ancestor Hongjun blew himself up as his primordial spirit, and he definitely wanted the entire prehistoric people to be buried with him!

Even Di Xin looked serious. He looked at Patriarch Hongjun's ferocious face as he tried his best to activate the good fortune jade plate.

However, there is already a measure in my heart.

"Ancestor Hongjun, I advise you not to waste your time, heh, you alone are worthy of destroying the prehistoric world?"

I saw that the power of the quasi-sacred pilgrimage was injected into the voice, and the voice was transmitted to the prehistoric peoples.

"All races in the prehistoric world obey the order - I am Emperor Xin, the king of the people. Now that the ancestor Hongjun is trying to destroy the world, there is a crisis of life hanging upside down."

"If the prehistoric peoples submit to my Emperor Xin and the Shang Dynasty, I promise to protect you from death!"

That voice vibrates the universe, with infinite majesty, who dare not obey, who dare not listen?

Even if the prehistoric people don't know who Di Xin is.But listening to being able to shelter and protect himself, he didn't dare to waver, so he hurriedly joined.

I saw thousands of races in the prehistoric world surrendering, knelt down deeply, and muttered devout words in their mouths.

"The majesty of the king, we are all willing to put our hearts to the heart of the Shang Dynasty!"

I saw that the power of these pious visions was like a meteor light, flickering non-stop, all flying towards the luck of the Shang Dynasty and injecting it into it.

The mysterious bird of luck in the Shang Dynasty sang loudly, the luck surged, and the luck in the air poured into the Shang Dynasty like a whirlpool.

I saw thousands of flowers blooming in the prehistoric world, strange beasts neighing, rainbows in the sky formed bridges, and the cold rain stopped.

The sky was clear and blue, while the four seas surrendered, the waves of the East China Sea calmed down, and there were no more waves on the vast sea.

This is not a big deal, I saw that with the surrender of all races, the luck of the Shang Dynasty soared to a bottleneck, and was poured in again by the surging luck.

That luck skyrocketed to the extreme!

It broke through!
The Shang Dynasty was successfully promoted to the Immortal Dynasty!

Hajj!The first holy pilgrimage since the prehistoric era!
Ancestor Hongjun watched this scene in disbelief, trembling all over, even if he didn't want to, the coercion of the Immortal Dynasty made him bend his knees.

Do not!
He could only scream: "Di Xin!"

However, it was useless for him to resist, and Di Xin became a dynasty saint.It is already a certainty, and there is no way to recover.

The people in the Shang Dynasty saw the sudden arrival of luck, and they understood that Di Xin must have done something, so they all stopped their movements and knelt down in submission.

As the king of the people and the lord of the Shang Dynasty, Di Xin has infinite luck, and everyone or things around him has a heart of submission.

Tongtian Nuwa and Yuanshi Tianzun had already surrendered heartily and fell at Di Xin's feet.

"Congratulations to the King, the Shang Dynasty was promoted to the Immortal Dynasty, and the King was promoted to the Dynasty Saint!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty—"

I saw the congratulatory voices coming from all directions, and all races were delighted.

And the Heavenly Dao surrendered, drumming for this immortal pilgrimage, all kinds of music came from the sky, mysterious and deep, but it meant congratulations and joy.

The whole prehistoric world resonates with it, and all things work together for a while, noisy and lively, colorful
Under the blessing of this huge luck, Di Xin successfully became a dynasty saint, and he was bound to lead the Shang Dynasty to become the lord of the prehistoric.

However, the ancestor Hongjun wanted to use the fortune-making jade plate to destroy the world, but he was suppressed by the luck of the Shang Dynasty and could not move.

He was forced to kneel on the ground and surrender to Di Xin, his eyes were red and dripping with blood.

In that magnificent moment just now, even the long river of history was instantly frozen to record this magnificent moment.

It can be seen how great the luck of the Shang Dynasty was, how powerful it was, and how powerful Di Xin was.

I, unexpectedly, lost?
I lost!
how can that be!

Ancestor Hongjun showed dark hatred in his eyes, but he was not lacking in fear, and wanted to escape.

It's just that he just had an idea.

Now that Di Xin has become a dynasty saint, with compassion in his eyes, he looks at Patriarch Hongjun vacantly, as if there is infinite meaning.

Di Xin stretched out his hand in the direction of Patriarch Hongjun, and gave it a false shake.

"Hongjun, until now, do you think you can still escape?"

The ancestor Hongjun was grabbed by Di Xin.