Lord of Creation/Shuttle the Heavens

Suiren's face was full of worry.

"The Lich War is inevitable. This battle is a battle for their complete decline, and it is also an opportunity for the rise of our human race. You just need to protect yourself!" Chu Yang said, "Remember, remember, don't participate. In addition, our human race Elites, come to Shouyang Mountain as many as you can, and keep as many as you can!"

They discussed for a long time.

In the dark, the human race began to arrange operations.

Tusita Palace.

The fuzzy Lao Tzu suddenly opened his eyes.

"Before the Lich War, you finally showed up!"

"Tell me that you are in disaster, and make your Taoist companion public. If she is in danger in the future, let me protect her?"

"There is one more thing that is very strange. You and Guangming are so close? What is the relationship between the two of you? Just confidantes?"

I thought deeply.

"Facing many strong men, you are safe and sound, and escaped by feigning death!"

"Now you say that there will be catastrophe in the future!"

"You are going to secretly participate in the Lich War!"

"Hey, it's really bad luck that they messed with you!"

"This time, even if the Lich doesn't die, it won't be much worse!"

"But with your means, I'm afraid it's hard to die. Could it be that during the Lich War, you made a big move and had to reveal your identity, and then feigned death again to escape?"

"Target: Yinshi Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches; Obtain: Chaos Clock, Hetu Luoshu? Chaos Clock, I'm afraid you won't get it. But, your ultimate goal is that treasure Already!"

"Human Saint Master, your ambition is really extraordinary!"

"If you really snatch the Chaos Clock, how do you feign death to escape? Last time, although I paid attention, most of my attention, the saints, were on the chaos outside the sky."

"In the Lich War, you will always pay attention to the Chaos Clock. If you do this again, you will be really dead!"

"I won't even forgive you!"

"Chaos Clock, you still can't afford to mess with it!"

Thinking in his heart, he closed his eyes again.

In the ancestral hall of the human race, Chu Yang raised his head, passed through the barrier, and glanced at the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern, flashing an inexplicable look.

Ancestral Witch Hall!

"Have I become an ancestor witch?"

Xing Tian still couldn't believe it.

To increase the strength of the witch clan is to gather blood, but the ancestor witch is an insurmountable threshold. Except for the twelve ancestor witches, it is almost impossible for the rest of the witch clan to step in.

"Thank you, Master Ancestral Witches!"

Xing Tian is also very human, he calmed down after a while, and saluted quickly.

"No need to be like this!" Di Jiang supported him, "You have become an ancestor witch, and you will be equal to us from now on. You will be the No.13 ancestor witch and our younger brother!"

"Yes!"

Xing Tian nodded.

"Next, you will understand the way of the earth and understand the operation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals. This is the key to whether our witch clan can dominate the prehistoric world!"

"I will live up to the high expectations of my brothers and sisters!"

The Ancestral Witch Palace fell silent, but the warriors of the Wu clan had begun to gather. The people of the Wu clan, as well as the various vassal races who surrendered, and the warriors above the fairyland, totaled 300 billion.

This is more than fairy.

300 billion!

Let's face it, it's terrifying.

Heaven!

"Your Majesty, the elixir is exhausted, the minerals are gone, there is no stock in the heavens, and the starry sky has been wiped clean!" Kunpeng had already recovered, and reported, "The 360 ​​great Luos, each hold the Houtian Zhongpin Lingbao Star Banner; Forty-eight thousand Taiyis, each with the Empress Dowager Grade Star Banner, and four hundred and eighty million fairyland demon soldiers, have assembled!"

"Okay, these are included in the Hetu Luoshu, and the big formation is running. Even if the ancestor witch summons Pangu's real body again, I am sure I can fight!" Di Jun was full of enthusiasm, "Besides, the last ancestor witch was just created by them. This is the shortcoming, our hope of victory!"

"Our Zhoutian Xingdou formation is no weaker than the Twelve Capitals Tianshen formation. I don't believe that a large formation of this scale can't compete with Pangu's true body?" Kunpeng was more confident, "360 Wu Daluo, With the immeasurable origin of the stars, the operation of the Star Banner, and the Hetu Luoshu as the basis, to arrange a large formation, even a saint may be trapped and killed!"

"A saint is hard to kill, but it's absolutely fine to be trapped!"

Di Jun still has this confidence!

"Your Majesty, besides this, there are 600 Da Luo and [-] Taiyi, who together lead [-] billion soldiers, and all of them have been assembled!"

"Well, when the millennium comes, we will send troops to the land to wipe out the witch clan, and then use the general momentum to wipe out the human race and rule the prehistoric world!"

Dijun was more confident than ever before.

By unifying the prehistoric world and converging luck, you can hit Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

Once the bottleneck is broken, the world is so big that there is no power to trap him.

Kunpeng, who lowered his head, was not so optimistic, and even kept flashing with despair.

Decades fly by.

The millennium has come.

The prehistoric sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder flew across.

Above the earth, Qi and blood soared into the sky, covering most of the prehistoric territory.

Evil spirit permeated the prehistoric world.

Murderous, earth-shattering.

Chapter 992 Wuzhuang Temple: Lord of the Earth Immortals

The catastrophe is coming, and the evil spirit is pervasive.

Liches occupy the middle part of the prehistoric land, and now that a great war is about to start, the hermit clans are fleeing far away, and many true kings who have hidden cultivation have left one after another.

In the prehistoric land, the wind is rumbling.

The Bright Buddha quietly came to the outside of Wuzhuang Temple.

"Fellow daoists are here, and the succulents are shining!"

Zhen Yuanzi came out to meet him from a distance, he waved his whisk, three thousand dust threads fell on his arms, and performed the etiquette of reaching home.

"Come here to disturb, fellow Taoist, don't blame Qingxiu for disturbing!"

Guangming Buddha smiled.

"Hahaha, please!"

"Please!"

After falling from the clouds, I came to the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, and saw the majestic wind of morality, the house of the gods in Momo, surrounded by auspicious clouds, spread out with rainbow lights, flying cranes, and spirit apes offering peaches.

Guangming Buddha paused.

"Fellow Daoist, what's wrong?"

Zhen Yuanzi stopped to ask.

"Fellow Daoist's House, seems to be missing something?"

Bright Buddha pondered.

"Simple and simple, quiet and inaction, isn't this the right way to return to the original and return to the truth, the way of doing nothing?"

Zhen Yuanzi was puzzled.

"I understand!"

But Guangming Buddha suddenly realized, he raised his hand and pointed, the words fluttered and fell on both sides of the gate, the fairy light burst out, the Tao rhyme flowed, the mysterious and yellow energy manifested, all the laws of the world circulated, and finally remained silent and introverted.

"Longevity Mountain is a blessed place, five villages can see the cave!"

Zhen Yuanzi savored silently, showing joy.

"This is an auspicious land, how can it not have a good name and become famous?"

Guangming Buddha smiled with satisfaction.

"Thank you buddy!"

Zhen Yuanzi performed a courtesy.

Establish a name and promote the prehistoric, and it will naturally form a place of faith, which will be passed down through the ages.Fame is belief, and belief can increase luck.

Stepping through the door, through the corridor, to the outside of the main hall.

Guangming Buddha paused again.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any ideas?"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up, looking forward to it.

"Come and see!"

Guangming Buddha wrote in the air, ten thousand Taos resounded in harmony, and heaven and earth favored him. For a while, with the fall of two lines of words, Wuzhuang Temple was actually blessed by heaven, earth and Tao rhyme.

"Immortal Mansion of Immortality, a family with the same longevity as the sky. Good, good, good!"

Zhen Yuanzi is very happy.

"Fellow Daoists were born innately, sorting out the veins of the earth, making meritorious deeds, but not tainted by karma, so they will naturally be favored by the Daoist, live forever, live the same life as the sky, until immeasurable kalpas, purify themselves, and be a model of Taoism!"

Guangming Buddha is not without compliments.

"I'm just keeping quiet and self-sufficient, trying to recite the Yellow Court Sutra!"

Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed.

"Fellow Daoist is humble!"

Guangming Buddha said.

Entering the main hall, the guests and hosts were seated separately, and after drinking the fairy tea, Zhen Yuanzi ordered: "Qingfeng, Mingyue, go and beat ten ginseng fruits, and taste them with fellow Taoists!"

After a while, two children came in with five trays in their hands.

"This is the only thing I can get here, fellow daoist, try it!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhen Yuanzi sent the three in his tray to Guangming Buddha, and distributed them every [-]th, which is a great gift.

"It is often heard that there is a ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple, one of the top ten spiritual roots in the prehistoric period. It blooms in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, and matures in another 3000 years. In the short first 1 years, only 360 trees can be produced. Those who are destined If you smell it, you will live 7000 ​​years; if you eat one, you will live [-] years. The fruit will fall when it meets wood, wither when it meets wood, melt when it meets water, burn when it meets fire, and enter when it meets soil. You must use it when you knock it. Only gold can come down."

Guangming Buddha looked at the ginseng fruit in front of him, each one had all five sense organs and was lifelike, and the sound of laughter could be faintly heard, which made people unable to bear to eat it, and couldn't help sighing.

"Spiritual roots are wonderful, but naturally there are many taboos!"

Zhenyuanzi said.

"Of course!"

Guangming Buddha thinks so.

Lifting his eyes, he saw the two boys standing at the door, they were the famous Qingfeng and Mingyue, but now, they were real boys, only five or six years old, very delicate, like porcelain dolls.

"Fellow Daoist, this place is quiet, there are only two children, I need to bring out some gifts, or they will have to make arrangements for me!"

Guangming Buddha joked, tapped his finger lightly, and two lotus-shaped flames flew over and landed between the eyebrows of the two children. Seeing their flustered appearance, he explained: "This is caused by a bit of the original energy of the karma fire red lotus." If you leave it on your body, you can absorb evil spirits and karma, burn your inner demons, refine your mind, and temper your body. For cultivation, it will be twice the result with half the effort!"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist!" Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly said, "If the original energy of the Yehuo Red Lotus is well cultivated, it can evolve into a ninth-grade red lotus in the future, which is comparable to a top-grade spiritual treasure!"

The two boys were overjoyed and saluted quickly.

Guangming Buddha waved his hand: "Ninth grade is too difficult, but it is very possible to cultivate three to six grades!"

As he said that, he picked up a ginseng fruit, took a sip, and it became Jinjinyuye, which melted in his mouth and spread into all parts of his body.

He ate two in a row and put away the remaining six.

That's what Zhen Yuanzi took out so much.