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

Chaos.

The four poles of the prehistoric world.

Looking at the prehistoric world that was repaired by the six saints and restored to stability.

The four sacred beasts were also relieved.

Although they all knew that with the current stability of the prehistoric world, the heaven and earth would not be united long ago.

The current turmoil is just that the Buzhou Mountain, the sacred mountain that connects the sky and the earth, suddenly collapsed, and the prehistoric world did not have time to adjust.

With the current strength of the reincarnation of the prehistoric world, at most a hundred years, the prehistoric world will be adjusted and perfect, and the four pillars supporting the sky will become decorations.

"Finally, it's stable." The white tiger lay directly in the chaos, weakly saying.

"It's really a crazy idea to push down the prehistoric pillar Buzhou Mountain! The craziest thing is that we actually watched him complete this idea."

"It's normal for us to agree to Hongjun's plan, isn't it?" The crisp voice of the Vermillion Bird sounded.

"The reason why we chose Hongjun in the first place is because we are the same kind of people, right?"

"The same kind of people..." Baihu rolled his eyes: "I don't remember ever thinking of breaking the pillar of heaven left by Pangu to support the prehistoric world."

"But you won't object, right?" Xuanwu interrupted accurately.

"What should I object to? It's no big deal if Buzhou Mountain is pushed." Baihu hummed while lying on his stomach.

"That's why we are the same kind of people." Zhuque smiled.

"Buzhou Mountain is the pillar of heaven that Pangu left behind to support the heaven and earth. As long as Buzhou Mountain is there, the prehistoric world will not merge and will not turn into chaos, but..."

"Is Pangu definitely right?" Xuanwu continued.

"Pangu opened up the prehistoric world and we were born. Pangu is the god of creation. This is indisputable, but..."

"This does not mean that Pangu is right. We respect Pangu, but we do not worship him." Qinglong continued.

"Why should a cultivator worship others?" Baihu said unhappily.

"Even if it is Pangu?" Xuanwu chuckled.

"Even if it is Pangu!" Baihu said.

As the voice fell, the four sacred beasts laughed together.

All of them, including Hongjun, are the same kind of people. What they seek and respect in their hearts is only the word Tao.

Even if it is Pangu, they respect Pangu and are grateful to Pangu, but they never regard Pangu as the truth.

Otherwise, how could they watch Hongjun plot to overthrow the pillar of heaven and earth left by Pangu, Buzhou Mountain.

No.

Not just watching.

They even helped a lot in it.

The collapse of Mount Buzhou has caused turmoil that has never been limited to the present world.

The past, the future, and the endless time and space have all been impacted, and there is no suppression by the four sacred beasts.

This pillar that supports the sky is not so easy to be pushed down.

"I seem to have seen it, a more brilliant world, an endless and eternal world!"

The Xuanwu on the side narrowed his eyes and looked at the world, whispering.

"You saw it? Why didn't I see it?"

The White Tiger looked at the Xuanwu in surprise, and then stared at the world with round eyes.

"Don't make a fuss, you didn't turn your legs and feet into pillars, how can you see it." Qinglong said this, but his eyes looked at Xuanwu with a playful look.

"Yes, I don't have that ability to leave a body casually, give birth to the primordial spirit, and practice to the great perfection of the quasi-saint." The White Tiger looked at the Xuanwu.

"What? Nuwa killed your daughter and refined your body into a spiritual treasure. Do you want me to help you get revenge?"

"Not so good!" Even Xuanwu was in a bad mood.

"The body is full of evil spirits. It is a good thing and merit to refine a spiritual treasure to support the world."

"As for the daughter? At most, she can only be considered a sister!"

"How can it be a sister... That is the soul bred in your body. After reincarnation, no matter how you count, it is a daughter."

Baihu shouted loudly.

Ignoring Baihu at all, Xuanwu turned his head and looked at Qinglong and said: "Speaking of which, all the spiritual treasures refined from my body belong to her."

"After the soul is reincarnated, my sister will definitely find your tribe member according to the instinctive cause and effect. At that time, I will have to ask your tribe member for help,"

"I dare not guarantee this. You know I have never seen him." Qinglong showed a helpless look.

"Obviously, other cultivators who become Daluo will be tempted to try out Daluo's magical powers, step into the long river of time and space again, and try to dive into the past and look into the future."

"But he..." Qinglong couldn't help but shook his head.

"Moreover, he has almost no contact with the creatures in the prehistoric world, and he can't even find someone to help him pass on a message!"

Hearing Qinglong'sThe other three holy beasts couldn't help laughing.

They knew that Qinglong had been waiting to meet his descendant for a long time, but unfortunately... he couldn't do so.

"Just wait! It's still early anyway!"

"Those treasures are in the hands of your descendant. The cause and effect are connected. My sister will find it sooner or later!" Xuanwu said indifferently.

"I'm afraid that my descendant won't accept it after finding it!" Qinglong said helplessly.

He had witnessed with his own eyes what kind of character his descendant was.

"No problem! If there is a destiny, I will accept it. If there is no destiny, my sister will not have any problem with the merits of supporting the sky." Xuanwu said indifferently.

...

East China Sea.

Changsheng Daochang.

Ao Changsheng's incarnation dragged the Qiankun Ding to the Daochang.

This was what Nuwa had just sent back.

However, compared with the previous one in the void, there were a few more things in the Qiankun Ding.

A whip-shaped top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and a tortoise shell-shaped top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

When Ao Changsheng saw these two things, he also understood why Nuwa had only sent one incarnation to return the Qiankun Ding.

The whip-shaped top-grade innate spiritual treasure was okay, just ordinary quality, but the tortoise shell-shaped top-grade innate spiritual treasure made from the tortoise's trunk.

But it was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with defense comparable to that of an innate treasure.

In fact, these two, no, plus the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the turtle hammer, are three top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

Although these three spiritual treasures were all refined by the Qiankun Ding, whether it was the spiritual materials provided for refining or the people who refined the spiritual treasures, they were all done by Nuwa.

If Nuwa wanted to leave, she would have left.

Ao Changsheng was wealthy and had the Qiankun Ding in his hands, so he didn't really care about these spiritual treasures.

It's just...

Nuwa never thought that Zhunti would be so bold as to attack her incarnation directly and take the treasure.

Even Ao Changsheng didn't think of this.

Of course, Zhunti probably didn't think that he would sacrifice himself just because of his greed.

Ao Changsheng didn't have anything to say about Zhunti.

A flawed saint who didn't even completely kill the three corpses and was only able to unite with the heavenly way with the help of the Hongmeng purple energy.

Suppressed directly, isn't this the most normal thing!

What's more, this million years of confinement that can be visited by anyone and cannot be retaliated is definitely the greatest punishment for an immortal saint who attaches great importance to face.

Besides...

A million years is also a time estimated by Ao Changsheng, which can leave an indelible mark in Zhunti's heart, but will not allow Zhunti to break through the barrier because of the long time.

Ao Changsheng estimated that after this time, Zhunti's chance of killing a third corpse would increase by more than ten times, although it was not as hopeless as committing suicide and rebirth.

"When this spiritual treasure is defending, if it is on the head..."

Ao Changsheng held the tortoise shell spiritual treasure, his eyes were thoughtful, and then he suddenly shuddered and shook his head.

Not to mention that this is only an innate spiritual treasure with the defensive power comparable to the innate treasure, even if it is a real innate treasure, Ao Changsheng will never use this thing.

Throw these treasures directly into the treasure house and put them at the bottom of the box.

At this time.

In the west, on Mount Xumi.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa did not return to the heaven, and I wonder why you came to my western Mount Xumi?" Jie Yin said.

"Zunti attacked in the East China Sea and killed my incarnation, trying to snatch the Qiankun Ding." Nuwa did not hesitate and said directly.

"This..."

Jie Yin frowned, although he had a bad feeling when Zhunti left him before.

But he never thought that his junior brother would be so bold as to sneak attack Nuwa's incarnation to steal the treasure.

Zhunti didn't know the difference between becoming a saint by killing two corpses and becoming a saint by killing all three corpses, but how could he not know?

He offended Nuwa to death just because of a Qiankun Ding...

Thinking of this, Jie Yin's face became even more bitter.

"It's my junior brother's fault. When I come back, I will definitely present the Qiankun Ding to you personally." Jie Yin bowed.

"No need!" Nuwa refused directly.

"Your junior brother stole the Qiankun Ding and was discovered by its owner. He was punished to be suppressed for a million years and is now receiving punishment."

Jie Yin was stunned.

Discovered and suppressed for a million years by its owner?

In the prehistoric world, there are very few people who can own such a treasure.

He can probably guess who the owner of the Qiankun Ding is.

But Zhunti was suppressed by the owner of the Qiankun Ding?

This really surprised Jie Yin.

Even though his junior brother Zhunti has not yet killed the three corpses, his strength, as a result of his integration of the Hongmeng purple energy with the Heavenly Dao, is definitely greater than that of ordinary Hedao saints and Hunyuan Daluo."Sure enough, being called a Taoist fellow by Master Hongjun... this Changsheng senior is no simple person!" Jie Yin said in his heart.

"If that's the case, my junior brother deserves it. A million years of suppression is not much..." Jie Yin said.

"I just don't know why Taoist Nuwa came here?"

"During these million years, Taoist Jie Yin, why don't you discuss Taoism with me?" Nuwa said.

Hearing Nuwa say this, Jie Yin understood Nuwa's intention in his heart.

However, the saints of the Heavenly Dao are immortal, so Jie Yin is not too worried about Zhunti.

Without any hesitation, Jie Yin nodded and said, "Good!"