Fishing the heavens, the Styx fished out the fruit of the saint

Generals Hong and Long may not be considered strong, but they are definitely not weak!
Not to mention anything else, just the thunderous supernatural power of summoning thunder made the hearts of many creatures beat.

But even so, he couldn't resist Huang Long's punch.

It can be seen from this that it is not that they are too weak, but that Huanglong is too strong, which is a bit outrageous and beyond the standard.

No matter what, with this battle, Huanglong's real person quickly gained popularity in a small area.

In other words, he became famous.

It is different from becoming famous after being hunted down in the sea of ​​​​blood.

Real Huanglong became famous this time because of his achievements.

With a Taiyi Jinxian second-level cultivation base, he defeated two Taiyi Jinxian third-level powerhouses with a destructive force.

Only this point, he has the qualifications to aspire to be the top powerhouse in the world.

Of course, the most talked about is not Huanglong's fighting power.

It's his words.

It can be called the extreme.

What is "He has stayed in a paradise that is no worse than the saint's dojo."

"I haven't worked hard yet, why did you fall down?"

"Are all the current Taiyi Golden Immortal realms so weak?"

Don't know why.

When hearing these words circulated, Mu Ran felt a disgusting "pretentious" atmosphere in the hearts of many powerful people.

However, although listening to others say this is harsh, why does it feel inexplicable to say it yourself?
for a while.

The outskirts of the Saint Dojo.

A group of masters pretending to be pigs and eating tigers appeared.

Even though his cultivation level is relatively high, he always likes to pretend to suppress his own level, and then go to provoke creatures weaker than himself.

In the end, defeat the opponent in a devastating way.

Then say those few golden sentences.

"I haven't exerted any strength yet, why did you fall down?"

"Is the current cultivation base so weak?"

This situation made Ye Chen, who was in the sea of ​​blood, startled.

This real Huanglong, thanks to not putting him in the modern age, otherwise, he would be a figure leading the trend of the times.

When he was in the sea of ​​blood, why didn't he realize that this guy has such a talent for being funny?
If it is said that Huanglong's real-life battle made him a little famous in the small circle.

Then, after he was accepted as a disciple by Yuan Tianzun, his reputation began to skyrocket exponentially.

It cannot be said that it is well known in the world.

But there are more than a hundred times more people who know of his existence than before.

Looking at the real Huanglong who successfully worshiped the original Tianzun's sect.

Ye Chen was thoughtful in his heart.

In the original prehistoric history.

Although Master Huanglong was also accepted as a disciple by Yuan Tianzun, his life was extremely miserable and unsatisfactory.

Although it is respected by Wan Ling as one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Interpretation and Education.

But no matter in terms of combat strength or cultivation, they all performed extremely stretched.

The era of conferring gods.

Others are riding beasts and fighting magic weapons.

But what about him?
With a breeze in his sleeves, he has been dancing with ordinary cranes, so desolate.

And now.

Although he has embarked on the old path of worshiping the original Tianzun in his previous life, his future life will inevitably be completely different from the natural trajectory of the original world.

This made Ye Chen more certain that the future is not immutable.

This may be a good thing for those protagonist teenagers who are eager to change their names against the sky.

But for Ye Chen, it made him lose the thing he was most proud of besides the system - foresight.

To say before.

Although he didn't know what happened in the prehistoric period, he always had a clear idea of ​​the future direction.

This is why Ye Chen seldom intervenes in prehistoric affairs.

He is afraid of affecting the direction of history.

But during this time, the appearance of real Huanglong verified a theory he had heard in his previous life.

A butterfly flaps its wings in the Pacific Ocean, and it is very likely to cause a storm on the other side.

And he is a butterfly in the wild.

Of course, this is just Ye Chen looking at the whole world in a dialectical way.

In fact, whether the direction of the Great Desolation has changed has no effect on Ye Chen.

After all, his goal from the very beginning was invincibility and detachment.

Other things, before being invincible, were at best embellishments in his life.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen continued to fish with peace of mind.

At the same time, his gaze was gloomy, and he looked at a figure above the sea of ​​blood—Feng Qingling.

It should be said that real Huanglong worshiped under the disciples of saints.

The happiest person may not be himself, but Feng Qingling, the former elite of the Feng clan and the current disciple of the blood sea.

This long phoenix who puts her love on Huang Long's real person is feeling the scene at the place where Huang Long's real person used to stay.

She looks like Wang Fushi's little daughter.

Sometimes the face is sweet, sometimes embarrassing, sometimes full of splendor, and sometimes lost...

However, when Ye Chen heard that the scene she was most looking forward to in her heart turned out to be to watch the scene of Huanglong being chased and killed again.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

The value of love in this era is really beyond his comprehension.

Speaking of the sea of ​​blood today, it is peaceful and peaceful.

The blood sea disciples can be considered to have achieved something.

Whether it is the Asura Clan or the Blood Sea World, they are all advancing and transforming at a steady speed.

In the whole world, a different kind of storm is brewing.

The once Netherland has now been changed to the Underworld by the Houtu Sage.

Under the transformation of the back soil.

Today's underworld already possesses some of the scale that Ye Chen's later generations would remember.

Among them are the rudiments of the eighteen levels of hell, the establishment of the Ten Halls of Yama, the opening of the Three Lives Terrace, and the operation of the reincarnation disk.

All of these all show that the underworld is developing at a rapid pace.

But behind this rapid development, there is a sacred heart with ups and downs.

In the Huangquan River, Houtu has been sitting in it for a long time.

Her eyes are sometimes fiery, and sometimes worried...

To say how strong the state of mind of a saint of heaven and earth is, there are very few things in the world that can make him fluctuate.

What is it that makes Houtu so turbulent?
The answer is - reincarnation.

She discovered a shocking secret in the refining of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk in Houtu.

Reshape the time, go back to the past, defy the law of life and death, and maybe let her eleven brothers who fell in the long river of history reappear in the world.

Of course, the cause and effect of this burden is extremely huge.

She is so huge that even with her saintly body, she can't withstand the backlash of the power of reversing the cause and effect of time and space through the ages.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are brothers and sisters, even if they already know the way to revive the elder brothers, how can Houtu cherish himself.

What she was worried about was another matter.

Disturbing time and space is unprecedented, and its variables are too large. If you don't pay attention, it will cause time and space to collapse.

At that time, the entire prehistoric world will be destroyed, and everything will cease to exist.

How important are the elder brothers and the common people?
After several days of thinking, Houtu has already made a decision.

For them, so what if he bears the eternal infamy?
But before that, she had to disturb the inspiration of the world, blind the sight of the saint, stir up the prehistoric situation, and divert the sight of the common people.

And fighting for world hegemony is undoubtedly the best choice.

Thinking of this, Houtu sent a message directly through the air.

A sage's decree leaped out from the underworld.

It passed through hundreds of millions of miles of wild mountains and rivers, and finally flowed into the hands of Chi You, a Wu tribe at the southern end of the Yellow River.

There are only four words on it!

Bingfeng the world!