Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

Hongjun sat high above the void.

Quietly watch the changes of the prehistoric creatures.

Self-knowledge of reincarnation.

Remember now.

But it reminds me of Ye Long using soil as a reminder back then.

Guide yourself to teach the things of the afterland.

A little thought flashed across his eyes.

After a long time, he shook his head.

Did not continue to think deeply.

……

In the prehistoric land.

Hei Bo relied on his own protection of the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus.

On the whole body, the charm is full.

Mighty and extraordinary.

It is also blessed with natural dragon inheritance.

Ordinary monster races are not their opponents at all.

now.

Heibo has transformed into a child dressed in black.

He is pressing several little demons under his body.

shouted in his mouth.

"I don't like it!"

While speaking, the palm of his hand slapped a little demon's body fiercely.

"Snapped……"

A loud noise resounded through the clouds.

The little demon immediately trembled.

Screamed again and again.

"Submit it, we're done!"

"I'm waiting."

……

Heibo saw this.

Then he pursed his lips, his face full of pride.

"That's good, by the way, just now, where did you say you saw the Dragon Clan?"

Several Yaozu listened.

First stunned.

Following closely, they looked at each other.

"Hurry up, my patience is limited!"

between speeches.

Hei Bo glared fiercely at the monster race again.

All of a sudden, these monster races became frightened again and again.

The body trembled.

"West... West Sea!"

Hear this.

Heibo's eyes brightened.

Slowly take off.

The strength to get up is too great.

Directly planted those little monsters on the ground.

Here comes a dog eating shit.

……

Heibo didn't know the direction.

Randomly flew away a little.

Just lost the way.

Right now.

It happened to be seen not far away.

A person walked slowly.

This person is all over.

Can't see any momentum.

A face of peace.

Step by step.

Walk towards the black wave.

It is Zhunti Shanshi Bodhi.

Heibo was worried about not being able to find his way.

See this old man.

Didn't even think about it.

Flying away directly, he came to the old man.

Without waiting for Heibo to speak.

It was when Bodhi first spoke and said, "Fellow Daoist, I think you have a predestined relationship with me in the West."

between speeches.

in the palm of your hand.

Endless golden light began to emerge.

"swastika"

Radiant rays of light are emitted.

All sorts of things.

It seems that there are thousands of universes.

wrapped in it.

It seems to have pierced through endless time and space.

Mixed with countless Buddhist teachings.

Towards Heibo's body, pouring down.

Heibo saw this.

Want to resist.

But it was too late.

Only the word 'fuck' remains in my heart.

……

A look of endless confusion flashed across his eyes.

It is unknown why this seemingly frail old man suddenly made a move.

Even so, it was a struggle to resist.

Want to break free from the shackles of Bodhi.

Suddenly.

It is a series of black lotus petals falling.

Emerge along the whole body of the black wave.

The twelfth rank is the world-destroying black lotus.

A world-destroying divine light emerged.

It seems to force this glow back.

But Zhunti laughed lightly.

"Not bad!"

between speeches.

The glow in the palm is even better.

There seems to be an endless universe.

Rotate within it.

Rays of light dissipated.

Thousands of worlds.

The black wave that protects the twelve black lotuses.

Totally shrouded.

Turn slowly.

The black wave is inside it.

Thousands of Buddhist teachings filled his mind, as if he wanted to completely cleanse his heart.

Excruciatingly painful, he twisted on the ground with his head in his arms.

Trembling all over, dying.

Bodhi saw this.

Just now he chuckled lightly.

The little dragon still wants to resist.

It is now in the bag.

But in a blink of an eye, he can be included in the Western religion and become the Western religion's apologist.

The twelfth grade of the world-destroying black lotus is also intended to become a sacred object of Western religion.

But at this very moment.

Behind the young dragon, a mulberry tree is shadowed.

I don't know when, it slowly emerged.

above the mulberry tree.

With the breath of endless vicissitudes of life.

Between stretching slowly.

It is to protect the black wave in it.

Bodhi saw this.

Sneer.

"I still want to resist!"

between speeches.

It is to expand the word '卍' again.

Thousands of worlds, everything in one place.

In every world, there seems to be a Taoist charm.

He wanted to suppress the mulberry tree in front of him.

one flower one World.

One leaf, one bodhi.

roar down.

It is to suppress this mulberry tree on the spot.

But the shadow of the mulberry tree.

But it stands in the void.

Shake slightly.

Thousands of worlds built by Bodhi.

Instantly shattered.

Form a dao of light and shadow.

Passed down.

Disappeared among the leaves of the mulberry tree.

for a while.

Bodhi stood in place.

Looking at the phantom of the mulberry tree not far away.

All mind and heart are horrified.

"how can that be!"

……

Kunlun Mountains.

Tongtian felt slightly.

"Why is this little friend's aura mixed with the aura of seniors?"

Could it be that it has been inherited from the predecessors?
Walking in the world on behalf of the predecessors, preaching for the predecessors?

This matter, I am afraid that the seniors have already sensed it.

I haven't done anything for a long time, just watching me and waiting for my reaction.

While thinking, Tongtian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

……

An indifferent words like thunder from the sky, passed down from beyond the clouds!

A sharp blade, with a green glow, landed between Zhunti and Heibo.

It was Qingping Sword.

The Qingping sword is transformed by the 24th grade pure world green lotus, and it is also a treasure that reaches the heavens and achieves the Tao.

"The disciples of the seniors have nothing to do with you in the West!"

"Card wipe!"

A loud bang.

The majesty of the holy power runs through the sky.

33 The sky is full of fluctuations and cracks.

In an instant, the stars seemed to fall all over the sky.

Thousands of streamers flow from heaven to earth.

a figure.

From the void, slowly walk out.

Step by step.

Dao Dao shines.

Qingping sword turned into streamer.

Fall into the hands of the figure.

The figure is not stalwart.

Even the clothes are extremely thin, but just standing there can make all spirits in the world surrender and dare not move rashly.

It's like the manifestation of the Dao.

And like a sharp knife, piercing through the sky.

body shape.

The wilderness collapsed.

This is the saint.

this moment.

Babel step by step.

Standing in front of Heibo.

turn around.

He looked at Bodhi.

Bodhi at this moment.

Somber complexion.

Know everything just now.

It's all about playing tricks.

said aloud:

"Tongtian, what do you mean? This is something that is destined for me in the west. Don't miss my chance in the west!"

"What kind of bullshit opportunity, come to my east to fight the autumn wind, you say it so grandiosely, you will fool your senior disciples, you really think that there is no one in my east!"

Tong Tian sneered.

With cold eyes, he looked at Bodhi.

"Get out of the way, this is my Western opportunity. If you stop it today, it will cut off my Western opportunity. Can you bear it?"

Bodhi drank loudly.

After listening to Tongtian.

His eyes became colder and colder.

"Chun, chance, you uncle. Hurry up and get out!"

Tongtian was too lazy to talk to Bodhi.

A faint glow appeared in the Qingping sword in his hand.

in the eyes.

It is through thousands of divine lights.

The pupils of the gods bloomed.

Suddenly.

It is to compete with Bodhi.

Bodhi saw this.

Brow wrinkled slightly.

never thought of.

Tongtianhui is for a small young dragon.

Regardless of the majesty of the saint.

Challenge yourself.

Can't help shouting:
"Tongtian, as a saint, are you determined to stop me from being a predestined person in the west today?"

Tong Tian shook his head slightly.

Among the eyebrows.

A little domineering look flashed across.

Indifferently and sharply in the void, Taoist majesty dissipated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth roared towards him.

Like thousands of fierce beasts, rushing from the ages.

Qingping Sword in his hand.

Glittering with a faint luster.

The sword points to Bodhi.

With a voice that engulfs the universe, speak slowly:

"Today, this matter is decided by the Holy Spirit!"