Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

In the thinking of Han Yan and Hou Qing, even if Mu Bai's master is in it, at most he can reach the category of a true immortal, and he is not their opponent at all.

But what is here is not a real fairy, but a supreme existence that even they feel trembling.

How much trouble did this cause?

"First there is chaos and then there is heaven, and the primordial good fortune is still ahead!"

"I only live this year, and one chaos is one year."

At the same time as stepping on the sky, in order to show his supreme force, Mu Bai began to compose poems.

His voice was sometimes thick and melodious, and sometimes ethereal and dreamy, as if it was transformed by the wonderful sound of the Great Dao, containing the supreme mysterious good fortune... making the surrounding world burst into bursts of strange fragrance.

"There is chaos first, and then there is heaven, and Hongmeng's good fortune is still ahead. We only live this year, and one chaos is one year? Hiss... the owner of Hongmeng Suppressing Heaven Palace means that he has lived eighteen chaos?!"

Hanba gasped for breath, his voice trembling: "Sister, how many years has been a chaos?"

"How do I know, it seems like hundreds of millions of years? Billions of years? Anyway, we haven't been born yet."

Hou Qing was also frightened at this time, and stammered: "Second, second brother, this Hongmeng Taoist is probably already sanctified, let alone us, even if our four Allahs join forces, in his eyes, it is nothing more than one An ant, right?"

"Saint? Mumble...then why run away!"

Hanba swallowed water while moving his huge body more than twenty stories high, planning to escape.

But what he couldn't believe was that.

A force of confinement emerged from the world under his feet, making it impossible for him and Hou Qing to lift their heels no matter how hard they tried.

This weird turn of events immediately stunned Han Yan and Hou Qing.

The two looked back with trepidation.

The target is a Taoist with white beard and hair.

The Taoist wears a star crown and a star robe, and the world on his back has turned into a vast galaxy, with stars twinkling and boundless.

His face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are weather-beaten, as if he has seen through the vicissitudes of life, and contains endless wisdom.

He holds a piece of Buddha dust in one hand and a lamp in the other.

This lamp is extremely strange, the wick burns and reflects circles of purple ripples.

Around the ripples, the outlines of countless worlds emerged.

In every world, there is a majestic Immortal King who, with thousands of immortals, kneels on the ground and bows devoutly to the word 'Hongmeng' transformed into the Dao.

tread!

Mubai took a step forward with his heels.

His appearance changed, and he turned into a middle-aged literati, wearing brocade clothes, like a scholar-bureaucrat in the world, his face was as gentle as jade, showing a sense of elegance.

And under his feet, a miniature small world emerged.

In the small world, the situation is changing, from the savage civilization to the crazy evolution, and countless fairy kings and fairy kings have been born... In the end, the world burst like a dream bubble and returned to chaos.

Only one middle-aged scribe survived the chaos, eternally.

"That miniature world shows the process of a chaotic era? And in that chaotic era, the middle-aged scribes who survived are Daoist Hongmeng?"

At this time, not only Hou Qing and Han Yan's shocking minds fell into a state of stagnation.

Even Chang'e's clear eyes were full of astonishment.

Chang'e doesn't know how many years a chaos is.

But what she knows is that when the chaos is shattered, there will be five declines of heaven and man. At that time, no matter the immortal monarch or the immortal king, they will be wiped out in this catastrophe.

And the Hongmeng Taoist in front of him has lived eighteen chaotic eras, what is this concept?

Tatata!

Mu Bai took several steps in a row, his appearance kept changing, there were men, women, old and young.

After eighteen steps, he finally stopped.

But at this time, what was frozen in front of everyone was a handsome young face.

A face as if finely crafted, with handsome eyebrows, a straight nose, and deep-set eyes.

There was a faint luster on his skin, and a thousand kinds of glazed light flashed in his eyes.

The star robe is flowing and fluttering slightly, against the figure hanging in midair, it looks like a god descending into the world.

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"So handsome!"

Even Chang'e, who is a fairy of the Moon Palace, was lost in thought when she saw Mu Bai's appearance and demeanor at this time.

Mu Bai obviously heard Chang'e's muttering like a mosquito, and looked at her with those deep eyes.

In fact, at this moment, Mu Bai wanted to add, since I am so handsome, should I give you a kiss or something like that.

But right now, his identity is the Palace Master of Hongmeng Suppressing Heaven Palace, the most stalwart existence above the heavens.

If this sentence is really said, the style and image will definitely collapse.

So I can only hold back forcibly.

"Chang'e, the little fairy of the Moon Palace, pay homage to the saint."

Feeling Mubai looking at her, Chang'e also realized that she had lost her composure, and two red tides surged up on her beautiful fairy face, spreading to the corners of her eyes and brows.

She didn't dare to neglect, she quickly knelt down in fear and respect, and saluted to Mubai.

When bending over, the two strands of hair gently brushed against the face with the wind, adding a bit of seductive style.

In fact, the current Mubai has turned into the way of heaven, surpassing the saint.

But in Chang'e's thinking, the saint is the most powerful existence in this world, and it is also the most powerful title she can think of.

"Jingjing, don't you think the final appearance of Hongmeng Daozu is so similar to Mubai?"

At this time, all the warriors on the ground, including Lin Jiu, Taoist Master Simu, and Master Yixiu all knelt on the ground, lowered their heads, and worshiped Mubai.

But there are also restlessness.