Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!

Just as Di Jun's mind was surging, the Queen Mother of the West, who was closing her eyes and regulating her breath, suddenly let out a long breath.

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Then, she opened her eyes and saw Di Jun sitting on the highest throne, looking at her, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"Sorry, I made you laugh, I failed your expectations this time."

The Queen Mother of the West couldn't help but sigh. She knew very well that if she pressed the exit button of the prehistoric communication interface, it would mean the loss of the most important amulet. If she went to the Norse mythology world again, she would really fall.

"Don't blame yourself. No one can foresee encountering Odin." Di Jun shook his head.

In fact, the most unlucky person was not the Queen Mother of the West, but the ancestor of the Styx.

The latter appeared in the Silver Hall as soon as he descended. If Odin had not fallen into eternal sleep, it would be the Styx Patriarch who was forced to withdraw.

It would be more exciting to appear in Odin's bedroom as soon as he opened his eyes.

However, unfortunately, Odin was in eternal sleep at that time, and his mind was wandering in the nine realms, but he ran into the Queen Mother of the West.

"Maybe it's not an accident... Odin should have sensed the existence of the Queen Mother of the West, so he went to that galaxy that had been destroyed by war." Di Jun thought to himself.

Otherwise, even if Odin fell into eternal sleep and his mind was wandering and entangled, he should not appear in that remote galaxy.

"Strange, if that's the case, Odin should be conscious, so why doesn't he know that the Styx Patriarch has arrived in Asgard?" Di Jun frowned, feeling that there was something strange.

Could it be that something blinded the consciousness of Odin who was in eternal sleep?

Di Jun shook his head. Odin was at the level of Heavenly Saint and Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Although the manifestations were different, the paths were different, but they were the same.

Although I dare not say that nothing can deceive... but those who can do this are extremely rare even in Norse mythology.

"Who could it be?" Di Jun was puzzled.

At this moment, the call of Queen Mother of the West came into his ears, awakening Di Jun at once.

"Brother, I want to enter the world of Norse mythology again." Queen Mother of the West said softly.

The head of the female fairy in the prehistoric world was obviously a little bit angry.

After all, if she withdrew from the pioneer expedition in such a mess, it would be really unacceptable.

The most important thing is that she is not like Donghuang Taiyi and the two ancestor witches, who have seen the charm of the tip of the iceberg of the Nine Realms.

Queen Mother of the West had just arrived and immediately ran into Odin, and then left the stage directly.

Who can accept this result?

"You have to think carefully. There is no amulet this time." Di Jun raised his eyebrows and did not stop Queen Mother Xi.

"Of course, please help me, brother." Queen Mother Xi took a deep breath and then bowed.

Di Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "I have no right to help you. This is your own choice. I just respect your wishes."

After that, Di Jun raised his hand and a ray of golden flame flew out and sank into the forehead of Queen Mother Xi.

The latter did not resist. When facing Odin, she had no power to resist, and facing Di Jun, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, it was even more so.

In addition, Queen Mother Xi also believed that Di Jun would not harm her.

"Is this...?" Queen Mother Xi hesitated a little. She could feel the boundless and terrifying power contained in this ray of golden flame.

"My ray of divine thought can help you escape danger in a critical moment, but what to do afterwards depends on you." Di Jun shook his head.

He didn't have the power of Heaven, and couldn't bring a great supernatural power of the peak of the Quasi-Saint Realm directly back to the prehistoric world from the Norse mythology world.

But just saving the life of the Queen Mother of the West... is still no problem.

"Thank you, Brother Dao!" The Queen Mother of the West immediately understood and bowed solemnly.

She knew very well that Di Jun didn't have to do this, this is a favor.

"Go, I hope you have better luck this time." Di Jun shook his head, waved his sleeves, and sent the Queen Mother of the West directly into the portal of the Norse mythology world.

Then, he looked at the water mirror reflected in the Lingxiao Palace.

Almost at the same time, the figure of the Queen Mother of the West appeared in the water mirror, and she didn't encounter any danger... Obviously, this time she came, her luck was much better.

"It seems to be successful." Di Jun nodded, and was about to continue watching, when suddenly he felt a sense of induction in his heart.

In the dark, a sound of Tao descended from the sky, causing Di Jun to look up.

Endless purple air filled the air, reflecting a magnificent Taoist palace.

It was the Zixiao Palace!

"The Taoist Patriarch summoned me?" Di Jun raised his eyebrows, thinking.

Could it be that the Immortal Yangmei returned to the prehistoric world?

Thinking of this, Di Jun did not dare to neglect it, and took a step forward and went to the Zixiao Palace.

...

At the same time.

In the world of Norse mythology, the Queen Mother of the West stood on a mountaintop, and the wind and snow fell, but she was not stained.

She looked around and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, muttering: "I'm finally lucky... But, I don't know where this place is?"

The Queen Mother of the West was a little confused. Could such a cold and snowy place be the territory of the rumored frost giants?

Thinking of this, Queen Mother of the West cast her eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a group of dwarves as strong as mountains, fighting with elves who had reached out from the ground to create countless forests. The two sides were fighting fiercely!

"Dwarves and elves..." Queen Mother of the West's eyes lit up, as if thinking about something.

...

On the other side, the kingdom of the dead.

The terrifying might was fiercely colliding, and the two figures kept fighting in this dead world, erupting in a violent collision.

Countless dead souls fled in fear, not daring to approach at all, for fear of being swept by the aftermath and immediately turned to ashes.

Not far away, there were powerful dead souls riding tall horses, looking at this terrifying battle.

"So scary... Who is this outsider, who can actually fight Hela to this point!" The undead knight riding a tall horse couldn't help but sigh, his face full of shock.

Obviously, it was also the first time he saw that the master of the kingdom of the dead was actually in a bitter battle.

"Could it be Thor, the god of thunder from Asgard?" The Death Knight couldn't help but wonder.

As far as he knew, the most powerful warrior among the gods was Thor. Holding the hammer of Thor, he was almost invincible. Even Balder, the invincible god, was slightly inferior to him.

After all, the former was brave and powerful, while the latter was just invincible.

However, the Death Knight didn't know that the god of thunder he was thinking about at the moment, Thor, had followed Loki and escaped from Asgard without knowing it, and was heading to the underworld...