The Heavens: At the beginning of the game, I caught a fairy queen

Mingyue bowed slightly, revealing a trace of dislike, because most of the creatures on the earth have stubborn spiritual roots and don't know the way, so one thing more is worse than one thing less.

The selfishness of the two apprentices, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head very indifferently, knowing that the whole prehistoric is like this, in order to seek the Dao, he will do everything he can, so he naturally looks down on everything.

Because Hongyun died because of it.

The avenue is in the sky, selfless dedication.

The avenue lies in people, selfishness.

Among the land boundaries, Longevity Mountain is the most respected, and Wuzhuang Temple is the head. Because there lives a great innate god——Zhen Yuanzi, who attained enlightenment in Zixiao Palace, it is a sacred place for comprehension that everyone yearns for.

Zhen Yuanzi stepped out step by step, came to the sky, and saw the whole world at a glance, full of resentment, killing anger, stubbornness, ignorance... These are the bad roots of all living beings.

Undoubtedly, this is a land in need of education.

"Teacher, what are you going to do?" Qingfeng Mingyue asked curiously.

"Since this area is the land of my town Yuanzi, all living beings are suffering, so naturally they need to be educated."

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were deep and extremely sharp, and he looked at the endless sky, his head was blank.

He climbed to the sky step by step, surrounded by fairy light and purple energy, just like a saint born, the whole world was filled with peaceful golden light, falling from all directions.

"The way of heaven is above, and now the earth has no way, is dim, ignorant, virtuous and incompetent. Now I, Zhen Yuanzi, replace the way of heaven and teach all living beings. Anyone who is destined can listen to the way, get rid of the sea of ​​suffering, and achieve the way of immortality..."

A loud bang shook the entire prehistoric world, and the endless powers were awakened one by one, their faces full of disbelief.

Above the vast nine heavens, the power of merit from a cloud spreads endlessly, slowly descending below.

"Sure enough, but with such a little bit of merit, it is impossible to prove the way at all."

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head.

At this moment, a long ruler from beyond the nine heavens fell to the nine heavens, instantly merging all the power of merit and virtue, and became a treasure of innate merit and virtue.

Countless people were stunned. Even if it was not a congenital treasure, it contained the word merit and virtue, which was enough to deter prehistoric powers and even saints.

"I see!"

Zhen Yuanzi, who was holding the ruler in his hand, suddenly realized everything. He was replacing the way of heaven and teaching the living beings on the earth. Once the ruler was taken out, he could act on behalf of the way of heaven.

Undoubtedly, it is a Shangfang sword, which shocks saints at the top and punishes all living beings at the bottom.

From then on, Zhen Yuanzi preached for thousands of years in the Longevity Mountain to educate all living beings, and was honored as the ancestor of the earth immortals.

Endless sea of ​​blood, billowing and turbulent, Styx lay cross-legged on the Yehuo Honglian, stunned by Zhen Yuanzi's actions, unbelievable for a moment, and immediately understood, the director really has a good hand.

"Zhen Yuanzi's current strength has already reached the level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal in horror. Just like you, he has such strength, but he does not have the Dao Fruit of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal."

A buzzing mosquito flew over with a smirk on its face, existing like a nightmare.

"That's right, only when you reach Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can you fight against the damned saints and divide them into equals. Why are they superior and I, Styx, are a head shorter?"

Styx was extremely annoyed. He was among the three thousand mortals from Zixiao Palace, no matter how high or low they were. How aggrieved they were to be blessed by them.

"Tsk tsk... Fellow Daoist Styx, don't be discouraged, as long as we wait for the start of the Lich War, it will be the beginning of all plans."

Taoist Mosquito smiled coldly, full of gloom.

"Haha...not bad...Friend Mosquito really has some tricks, I like it."

Styx looked up to the sky and laughed, his face full of excitement.

Of course, cooperating with Mosquito Taoist is obviously seeking skin from a tiger. Even so, the fruit of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is too tempting.

In the depths of the East China Sea, a terrifying ancestor dragon with a huge body moved slightly, causing endless waves, which was very terrifying.

He opened his eyes, a burst of violent hostility erupted all over his body, and he continued to transform into a chaotic evil dragon. At that moment, he must return to his original origin and become a real Chaos Demon God.

"Very good! Very good... Styx, no matter how careful you are, you will never be able to figure it out. I am the final winner."

The Primordial Ancestor Dragon opened its blood-red eyes, ferocious and terrifying, and took away fellow Taoist Mosquito, so he naturally understood everything about Styx.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for the successful layout of the prehistoric world, and reward the demon god with a golden body for a fight."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host...becoming a junior chaotic evil dragon, rewarding a piece of chaotic aura, which can temper the chaotic golden body...."

In the midst of the great desolate ancestral dragon's desperation, the sound kept ringing, which excited him and inspired him.

"Haha... I am the real protagonist of the heavens and worlds... Zhuang Yuan, I will let you know what life is better than death..."

Chapter 808

Eternal years passed by leisurely, the prehistoric world, the aura of calamity is still brewing, because one by one powerful existences began to fight for the prehistoric.

Whoever can really take that step and become a supreme existence will have the real right to speak.

"Brothers... the premonition in my heart is coming."

In the Witch Clan, within a swamp, there is an ancient temple. Houtu looked at the sky, broke through the endless chaos, and saw the essence of the great world.

"Sister Houtu, you..."

All the ancestral witches exclaimed, they had heard that there was an opportunity in Houtu, but they didn't know what it was, which made them very worried.

"Sister Hou Tu, what kind of opportunity is it?" Di Jiang was curious, with ups and downs in his heart.

All the ancestral witches looked at them one after another. They did not distinguish between each other. For countless years, they had already had deep feelings.

"I..." Hou Tu didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's talk! No matter what the consequences are, we twelve brothers and sisters will bear them together."

When Di Jiang spoke, his expression was incomparably determined, because they had gone through countless ups and downs, and they had never encountered any difficulties.

Hou Tu was moved, his face full of determination, and he said: "After this opportunity, from now on Tu Tu will never be a witch..."

"what?"

"Sister paper, speak clearly."

"Yes, our twelve ancestor witches, have we ever been separated?"

All of a sudden, all the ancestral witches stood up one after another, unable to believe it, and unwilling to hear such words.

"Listen to my explanation..." Houtu looked around the hall, which was transformed by Pangu's heart, took a deep breath, and said, "The heaven and earth transformed by Father God are not complete, and the last link needs to be completed by me." , once completed, the past will never be the same..."

Father God!

The two huge words touched them deeply, because Pangu was quite like their father, so naturally he respected them so much that they were stunned all of a sudden.

Houtu is also clear, because once he transforms into Taoism, it means that the entire Wu clan will begin to decline.

If you don't take this path, unless you can defeat the way of heaven, there is no doubt that this is just a delusion of the mind.

"Sister paper, can you not go?"

Di Jiang was silent for a long time, and spoke slowly.

"Brother, once Houtu is gone, the Liches and Demons will also decline. You don't need to be afraid of this. I'm ready to fight back."

Houtu sighed, bowed deeply to all brothers and sisters, walked out of the temple alone, and headed towards the boundless world.

The back is a little lonely, from now on, she will end the life of the Wu clan and usher in a new life.

"Brother, should we catch up?" Zhu Jiuyin asked quickly.

"Brother, I can't bear to part with sister Houtu." Xuan Ming's face was full of whirling, extremely sad.

"Brother, I am too. I'm afraid something will happen." Jumang said anxiously.

The rest of the ancestral witches looked at Dijiang one by one. As the boss, he froze in place at the moment, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

"No need! It's not the biggest harvest for her to fulfill God's father's regret. No matter what happens, she will always be our queen."

Di Jiang said solemnly.

The rest of the ancestral witches nodded one after another. The relationship they had built up over countless years had already transcended life and death. Even though others called them barbarians, they were all upright people who valued love and righteousness.

Houtu plays the prehistoric world, moving forward all the way, no matter he knows the plot or is guided by his heart, he goes towards the endless world.

In the Penglai fairyland.

Master Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Wan Gu, and said in a simple sentence: "The Houtu has already set off, and we have another saint sister."

"Oh!" Her Lady Queen lazily opened her eyelids, showing a hint of a smile, and said, "It's a great opportunity, but my sister's testimony this time has made it easier for that dead ghost."

"Sisters, should we tell Zhuang Yuan?" Yin Huang asked curiously.

The two rolled their eyes to welcome us. The current Emperor Yin was poisoned by Zhuang Yuan, caring about him all the time, which made Lady Nuwa and the Queen very contemptuous.

Yin Huang shrank his neck and said no more. Even though he became a saint with extraordinary strength, he respected his two sisters very much.

The power of a piece of blood is exactly the most filthy place in the prehistoric world. The sea of ​​blood turned by the congestion of Pan Gu's chest. At this time, the blood waves on the sea of ​​blood are surging, and countless remnants of souls are floating in the sea of ​​blood.

...woo woo woo woo....

All kinds of voices came from the sea of ​​blood, and they were all from the remnant souls. These remnant souls were all destroyed in the flesh. After the soul was broken, there was nowhere to go, and they came to the sea of ​​blood under the guidance of the dark.

This also caused the blood sea to become a place for remnant souls to wander. It was precisely because of these remnant souls that the ancestor Styx in the blood sea created the Shura clan and became the most holy fruit status in one fell swoop.

The cries of these remnant souls are shocking. As long as those who are not in a deep state of mind hear them, they will definitely lead to unstable mood, and those who are serious will go crazy and produce demons.

On the edge of this sea of ​​blood, there is a beautiful woman, who is one of the twelve ancestor witches of the Wu clan, Houtu ancestor witch.

"Have you finally arrived at the sea of ​​blood?" Hou Tu looked around, and the blood was red, reflecting the sky.

The sea of ​​blood is vast and boundless. Although it is a sea within the Great Desolate Continent, its range is not small. It is at least as big as an ancient star. Houtu circled the sea of ​​blood. Along the way, Houtu felt blood In addition to the bloody waves in the sea, there are endless remnant souls crying, and there are also a steady stream of remnant souls floating from all over the prehistoric place.

Seeing the cries of these remnant souls, Houtu frowned uncommonly, feeling that these remnant souls were very pitiful. After falling, these remnant souls without intelligence have been floating in the sea of ​​blood, without a fixed place.

woo woo woo woo....

The remnant souls on the sea of ​​blood began to riot. For a moment, the cries of the remnant souls shook the sky. Hou Tu sighed, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and immediately the gentle power of the law of the earth gushed out to caress those remnant souls. Let those remnant souls gradually calm down.

However, the riot of remnant souls disturbed the sea of ​​blood. Patriarch Styx, who was retreating, had a vortex in the sea of ​​blood. Patriarch Styx sat on the twelfth-grade fire red lotus, and slowly flew into the sea of ​​blood. There are four other people beside him, namely Zizai Tianboxun, Yulutian, Da Brahma, and Di Shitian of the Asura clan, and the four major demon kings, all of whom are Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu came to my sea of ​​blood without saying a word, and let the poor Taoist do his best to be a landlord." Patriarch Minghe saw that it was Houtu, his expression changed slightly, and he said slowly.

Although Patriarch Styx had a high opinion of himself, he knew that it would not be easy to offend the descendants. This group of barbarians from the Wu clan would only fight first before reasoning. Patriarch Styx was holy, but even if he couldn’t resist it, he would be so powerful Formation, especially after summoning Pan Gu's real body, non-sages are invincible.

Chapter 809

Houtu came to the sea of ​​blood in person, which attracted the attention of Patriarch Minghe, which naturally also attracted Zhuang Yuan's Zhuang Yuan. He opened his eyes from the practice, and walked out of the hall in one step.

"Hey! It's out!" Her Lady Queen smiled lightly.

"Do you want to go to the sea of ​​blood together?" Zhuang Yuan shook his head helplessly.

"I won't go, you go and meet your little daughter-in-law by yourself!" Her Lady Queen rolled her eyes and snorted.

"That's right, Huaxin Daluobo." Lady Nuwa turned her face away, drank a glass of fine nectar and jade dew, with an intoxicated expression on her face.

"Come back soon." Yin Huang beckoned.

Up and down the main hall, the three women were full of aura, revealing crystal clear jade muscles, full of youth, looking at the scene, almost beautiful and delicious, but it's a pity that the situation is serious, otherwise there will be three hundred rounds of fighting.

Zhuang Yuan ascended to the sky in one step, heading towards the endless sea of ​​blood.

The turbulent sea of ​​blood, the blood-colored demonic wind, billows endlessly, like a ferocious evil conceived through the ages, if an ordinary immortal provokes it, it can be turned into ashes in an instant.

In the sea of ​​blood, the patriarch Minghe sat cross-legged on the fire red lotus, with a solemn body, and the Shura clan behind him were all hideous and terrifying, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"I'm bothering Fellow Daoist Minghe. I just came to the sea of ​​blood, and I came to the dojo of Fellow Daoist without knowing it. If there is something that offends me, please invite Fellow Daoist Haihan."

Hou Tu said modestly.

Houtu was a little jealous of Patriarch Styx, one of the only two great saints in the prehistoric world, even fewer than the number of saints.

"No problem, but this is my dojo. In the sea of ​​blood, anyone who steps into it must obtain my consent. I don't know what advice the fellow Taoists here have?"

Styx waved his hand, with the posture of saluting first and then fighting. This is his territory, how could it be possible for people to come in and out at will.

Looking at the endless remnant souls, Hou Tu felt pity in his heart, but he also thought of the Asura clan created by the ancestor Minghe using these remnant souls, and said lightly: "Dare to ask friends, the remnant souls above the sea of ​​blood, but The root of the Asura clan, why don't fellow Taoists make all the remnant souls into the Asura clan?"

Since these remnant souls have been created since the Great God Pangu created the world, as long as there are fallen creatures in the wild, the remnant souls left behind will come to the sea of ​​blood. Once they are produced, a huge amount of blood is needed. It's better to turn into one's own side.

The most important point is that even if he created Asura now, Heaven would not confer any merit. How could he do such a thankless thing, and Styx still needs these remnant souls to refine magic weapons, and the Asura clan The monks would also use these remnants of souls to cultivate or refine magic weapons, so how did Styx cut off his money.

Houtu saw the aura of Zi Zaitian and others, as well as the magic weapon in their hands, and instantly understood everything.

"If Taoist friends come to entertain me, please go back!" Old Ancestor Minghe said coldly.

Houtu was very indifferent, because this time the testimony was inevitable, and conflicts were inevitable.