Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

The prehistoric world.

Buzhou Mountain is so high that it is unknown how many tens of thousands of miles high. The mountain range stretches across hundreds of millions of miles.

All the prehistoric creatures, even in the most remote corners of the prehistoric world, can see the mountain that supports the sky from afar if they look closely.

The Zhoutian Xingdou and Hunyuan Heluo formations of the demon clan can complement each other because of the power of Buzhou Mountain that connects the sky and the earth.

Connecting the sky and the earth.

It connects the sky and the earth.

The prehistoric world formation slowly operates, relying on Buzhou Mountain to absorb the power of the prehistoric mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon, and the stars.

It maintains the operation of the entire formation!

And at this moment.

In the void, an extremely bright axe light pierced through and flew out, radiating an amazing spirit of creating the world.

All the creatures within the hundreds of millions of miles around Buzhou Mountain, regardless of their cultivation level, were crawling on the ground and trembling.

The axe light that seemed to be able to reopen the world, without any stagnation, pierced through the void and chopped heavily at Mount Buzhou.

On Mount Buzhou, a wisp of cloud rose and entangled it, seemingly dispersing at the slightest gust of wind.

But even in the face of the axe light that could reopen the world, the wisp of cloud did not show any sign of disintegration.

The brilliant axe light was firmly blocked outside Mount Buzhou, preventing it from touching Mount Buzhou.

However, at this moment...

The great formation of the prehistoric world was running wildly, drawing power from the prehistoric world and Mount Buzhou.

The terrifying power was drawn in an instant, even with Mount Buzhou, it was too late to draw power from the prehistoric starry sky and the prehistoric earth.

Almost in an instant, most of the original power of Mount Buzhou was drawn.

If it was normal, it would be fine. Mount Buzhou connected the sky and the earth, and with the power of the prehistoric earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, it would soon be able to recover as before.

But at this moment...

The brilliant axe light directly penetrated the wisps of smoke around Mount Buzhou, and chopped heavily on Mount Buzhou.

The towering Mount Buzhou, which was unknown how high, was almost split in half by this axe.

But Mount Buzhou was formed by Pangu's spine after all, and it has absorbed the power of heaven and earth for millions of years. Its solidity is unimaginable.

Even this brilliant axe that gathered all the power of the entire witch clan with the help of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons Array could not destroy Mount Buzhou after all.

And at this moment...

A black light quietly emerged on the side of Mount Buzhou.

This is...the origin!

It is the origin formed by the collapse of the prehistoric world array that forcibly extracted most of the original power of Mount Buzhou, swallowed all the fallen demon clans and all the witch clan power.

It is just different from the origin constructed by Ao Changsheng with the laws of the world, which contains the mystery of opening up the world.

In this 'origin'

Contains only destruction!

An unprecedented bright light burst out.

Almost in an instant, this terrifying destructive force completely enveloped the entire Buzhou Mountain.

The violent power raged, destroying everything, including living beings, matter, and even time and space.

After the terrifying power erupted, there was no chaotic scene as imagined.

The extremely pure destructive power erupted, and in just this moment, even the destructive power itself was destroyed.

Under this terrifying destructive power, even a solid mountain like Buzhou was already in ruins.

And at this moment...

Something incredible happened.

After the destructive power of the ‘origin’ erupted, a figure fell from mid-air where space no longer existed and time no longer existed.

“They are all dead... Big brother, second brother, brothers, and clansmen are all dead... Why am I still alive?”

Gong Gong looked at the magical power that was wrapped around him, protecting him in the deadly situation and allowing him to survive.

Gong Gong’s eyes showed despair.

He could sense the breath of Father Pangu from it.

Under the entanglement of this breath, Gonggong could sense the Great Dao of Water in his body very clearly.

His injuries were recovering rapidly, his magic power was recovering, his Taoism was improving, and his body was in harmony with the Great Dao of Water.

If it were any other day, he could feel the breath of Father Pangu, and he would be very excited to have made such progress.

But at this moment...

Gonggong's heart was filled with despair.

"Why is it me again... why am I the only one who survived!" Gonggong's hands trembled, and his mind could not help but think of the extremely distant past.

That was the only time in the world outside the sky that he had the opportunity to kill all the living forces of the demon clan.

"I am a sinner... I am a sinner of the witch clan!!!" Gonggong knelt on the ground and roared, with two lines of tears sliding down his face.

The invisible and intangible breath that permeated between heaven and earth continuously poured into Gonggong's body at this moment.

This is the breath of the catastrophe, the witch and demon's breathThe aura of the calamity of the calamity!

Compared with the chaos of the heavenly secrets, this aura of the calamity is the most terrifying thing during the calamity.

It is invisible and intangible, and there is no way to detect it.

But it can confuse the mind of the gods unconsciously, making them make choices that they would never have made in the past.

In the formation, the witch clan used the power of the entire clan to launch that "opening the world", leaving no power to protect the body.

In the end, the demon clan Emperor Jun did not choose to escape, but detonated the formation and died together.

And at this time...

Gong Gong knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, his eyes filled with an emotion called despair. Suddenly, the corner of his eyes suddenly swept across the dilapidated Buzhou Mountain in the distance.

An idea that had never existed and should never have appeared in the hearts of the witch clan emerged.

Gong Gong immediately showed the true body of the ancestor witch, which was billions of feet tall, and an extremely violent aura wrapped around his body.

Under the influence of Pangu's power, Gonggong was even stronger than before the war, and was still improving rapidly.

However, Gonggong looked at the ruined Buzhou Mountain not far away, and his eyes were full of madness.

When he learned that the witch clan was destroyed, Gonggong was so desperate, and he was so crazy at this moment.

Gonggong laughed wildly, his ancestor witch body, his water avenue, his life, everything about him was burning at this moment.

"My clan is dead, so let's die together!"

Stepping on two water dragons, Gonggong rushed directly to the Buzhou Mountain.

"Boom boom--"

A loud noise spread throughout the prehistoric world.

After experiencing the axe of 'Pangu', the self-destruction of the prehistoric world formation, and the collision of Gonggong burning everything he had.

Buzhou Mountain!

It broke directly from the middle and collapsed!

In an instant, the world changed drastically.

The sun, moon, and stars shifted, the mountains, rivers, and seas were broken, the heavens shattered, cracks appeared in the sky, and the water of the Milky Way poured back into the wilderness.

The water from the sky entered the mortal world, one drop became hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of drops, and the entire wilderness was almost instantly covered by the violent flood.

The broken star fragments turned into countless sky fires and fell into the wilderness.

On the land of the wilderness, countless creatures were wailing.

The vast wilderness world was trembling, the pillars of heaven collapsed, and the vast wilderness world was slowly coming together again.

Facing this natural disaster, even the great powers of the wilderness were powerless, and at most they could only protect some of the creatures around them.

In the underworld of reincarnation, Pingxin looked at the fallen witch clan with tears in his eyes, and tried his best to maintain the reincarnation.

Supporting this fragmented world, supporting the fragile reincarnation that was about to break.

And at this time,

The saints who had been watching the show silently in their own dojo finally changed their colors, and one by one they used their magical powers and appeared on the side of the collapsed Buzhou Mountain.

Then, the saints took action as if they had already discussed it.

Laozi took a step forward with his crutches, and a roll of Tai Chi diagram flew out from his sleeves. A white jade golden bridge spanned the prehistoric world, and the endless repressive force directly fixed the broken prehistoric land.

Yuanshi Tianzun waved the Pangu Banner in his hand.

Chaos sword energy flew out, easily cutting the Buzhou Mountain that the two tribes of witches and liches had exhausted all their strength to push down into countless pieces.

Then he waved his sleeves, and the collapsed Buzhou Mountain was directly put away.

And the Immortal Execution Sword Formation of Tongtian Sect Master had already covered the prehistoric sky, and the falling sky fire and the backflowing sky water were all blocked.

Jie Yin sat cross-legged on the golden lotus, his eyes drooping, as if squinting or awake. In the vast wilderness, where there were endless creatures, golden lotuses appeared out of thin air, isolating water and fire.

And Zhunti Taoist had millions of clones, appearing in various places in the wilderness, driving the endless water from the sky into the four seas of the wilderness.

At this time, Nuwa... appeared outside Ao Changsheng's Taoist temple, looking at Ao Changsheng with a smile.

"Take it!"

Ao Changsheng looked helpless, and with a wave of his hand, a Hunyuan Cauldron flew out of the Taoist temple and fell into the hands of Nuwa outside the Taoist temple.

This cauldron was naturally the innate treasure that Ao Changsheng had obtained for countless years, the Qiankun Cauldron.

But Ao Changsheng never expected that he had obtained the Qiankun Cauldron for billions of years, and the first time he used this treasure was to lend it to others.

"Thank you, Senior Changsheng." After Nuwa took the Qiankun Cauldron and thanked her, she turned around and disappeared outside the Taoist temple.

"And you too..."

After Nuwa left, Ao Changsheng turned his gaze and looked in another direction.

There, a figure without any breath stood quietly.

Even the saint Nuwa just now did not detect the slightest breath of this figure.

And in the prehistoric world, who else can have such ability except Hongjun who is in harmony with the way of heaven.

"Daoyou Changsheng, the witch and demon calamity is about to end!" Tiandao Hongjun said with a smileSmiled, looked at Ao Changsheng and said easily.

"I know! Give it to you! All for you!" Ao Changsheng said unhappily, and a large ball of world origin flew to Hongjun from his sleeve.

And a small ball of world origin flew out from the other sleeve, and it broke through the void and disappeared in the prehistoric world the moment it appeared.

"Thank you, Taoist Changsheng."

Hongjun smiled and thanked Ao Changsheng.

"Thank you so much, then don't try to trick me in the future." Ao Changsheng looked unhappy.

Although for him, the amount of world origin was not worth mentioning, and it was promised to be sent out long ago.

But it was originally more than 10,000 yuan to be paid in installments slowly, and it suddenly expired in less than tens of thousands of years, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"Daoyou Changsheng, how can you say that you calculated... This calamity will come so quickly, but it's because of you."

Perhaps the plan is about to succeed. At this time, Hongjun is very happy. He put away the origin of the world and smiled.

Ao Changsheng snorted coldly.

Of course he knew that it was caused by himself, otherwise how could he be so easy to talk to.

When he cleaned up the innate calamity left by Hongyun, when he took action, the calamity had been permeating the sea of ​​blood for a million years.

Although there have been people using merit to clean up the calamity for a million years.

But the power of merit can dissolve the innate calamity, but it does not mean that the innate calamity will disappear out of thin air.

Instead, it turned into pure power of heaven and earth and merged into the prehistoric world.

It's just that this part of the power of heaven and earth is ultimately transformed by the calamity.

Although it will not lead to the aggravation of the calamity as before, or trigger the infinite calamity, it is still possible to trigger the calamity in advance.

However, Hongjun didn't plot against him?

Ao Changsheng just couldn't believe it.

Although every major event in the prehistoric world at this time was not much different from what he knew, this was only on the surface, and the gap inside was huge.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, are you sure you don't need my help?"

Ao Changsheng suddenly said, pretending to be indifferent: "Although I admire Fellow Daoist Hongjun's courage, I am still better at manipulating the world."

"It's just a small matter, I can still handle it, there is no need to come to Fellow Daoist Changsheng!" Hongjun said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, the prehistoric catastrophe has not yet ended, I will take my leave first."

"Let's go! Let's go! The master and disciple came here, one to borrow the spiritual treasure, the other to ask for benefits, neither of them is a good thing." Ao Changsheng waved his hand with disgust.

Hongjun didn't care about Ao Changsheng's words at all, and didn't move, and disappeared with the origin of the world in his hand.

And Ao Changsheng's incarnation also suddenly dispersed.

…

The coast of the East China Sea.

The Qiankun Ding was suspended in the sky, heating itself without fire, and the mouth of the Ding was in chaos, emitting amazing heat.

On the side, Nuwa picked up various stones from the broken prehistoric land and threw them into the Qiankun Ding, and the laws of creation were injected into the Ding.

It was not that Nuwa was stingy and was reluctant to use various innate spiritual materials to refine the sky-repairing things.

But the soil and stones on the prehistoric land were the most suitable for repairing the sky after being refined by the Qiankun Ding.

Soon, the sky-repairing divine stones emitting colorful light flew out of the Ding and flew to the cracks in the sky in various parts of the prehistoric world.