Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

"boom--"

The entire Great Desolation once again erupted into violent shaking.

And this shaking was more turbulent than ever before.

In the prehistoric world, there was a tsunami and a landslide, and countless lives died under the impact.

Even the pillar supporting the sky, Nuwa's small world, unexpectedly had tiny cracks.

It seems that the next sky tilt is just around the corner.

Those creatures who protect their bodies have the heart to protect the prehistoric, but they have enough energy to spare.

It is a blessing to be able to protect oneself in this war, how dare you expect to protect the prehistoric?

A battle at the level of Heaven's Dao has already exceeded Hong Huang's tolerance.

"Brother, the Great Desolation is collapsing, can you think of a way?" Nezha asked anxiously.

Although he is not very old.

But after all, he has been the Great God of the Three Altars of the Heavenly Court for a while, and he still understands some things.

Of course, he also hoped that nothing would happen to Honghuang.

"I can't do anything, don't say that my strength has not recovered, even if I recover, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop this battle." Ao Bing waved his hand.

"What, I thought it was so powerful, it won't work, and that won't work." Nezha muttered in a low voice.

Ao Bing: "..."

Wu Xing was amused: "Little brother, Karma really didn't lie to you. Even if we work together, we can't hold back the flood."

Then he said quietly again.

"It's not that we are too weak, but that these two guys are in charge of the Two Ways of Heaven and Man, which is far beyond us."

Underworld.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have already formed an array, summoning the phantom of Pangu, preventing this battle from spreading to the underworld, and protecting countless wandering souls.

"No matter what the outcome of this battle is, when this war ends, the prehistoric world will definitely suffer major damage, severe damage or even destruction!" Di Jiang said in a deep voice.

His words were full of worry.

"These two guys are really bastards. Father God worked so hard to open the sky, and even died, but in the end, the prehistoric world was ruined by them!" Zhu Rong, the most irritable, scolded directly.

"It's just that we are too weak to protect the legacy of the Father God." Hou Tu whispered, and then looked in the direction of Tianzhu.

"I hope Fellow Daoist Bailong can take action for the sake of my countless creatures..."

The rest of the ancestral witches also looked at Tianzhu in silence.

Under the Tianzhu, Chen Xuan was looking at the tiny cracked lines.

If he wanted to, Tianzhu and even Honghuang could be repaired in an instant.

Although his strength is not strong, he can't hold back too many good things in his hands.

However, he didn't do that.

Xuandu was on the side, hesitant to speak.

"Do you want to ask why I haven't made a move yet?" Chen Xuan chuckled.

Xuan Du gritted his teeth: "The reason why senior chooses not to make a move should be because he has his own plans."

"Do you know why Pangu wanted to open the sky?" Chen Xuan asked.

Xuan Du was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Before the sky was opened, the majesty was not judged, and the world was full of chaotic atmosphere. At that time, the Great God Pangu opened the sky and created the world, probably because he wanted to seek a paradise for living beings?"

"Then think about it, before Hongmeng was sentenced, there were only three thousand demon gods in Chaos. If it was just to seek a paradise, why did the three thousand demon gods besiege Pangu?" Chen Xuan asked again.

Xuandu was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while and said, "That's because... the great god Pan Gu wants to open up the great way of heaven?"

Chen Xuan shook his head again, he was not surprised by Xuandu's answer.

Because with Xuandu's strength, he could only know these things.

But these are all too obvious.

It is not Pangu's real purpose to open up the sky to seek a paradise, or to open up the sky to become a great way.

If it weren't for the crystal that was rewarded at that time, Chen Xuan, who is well versed in the wilderness, would have been kept in the dark as well.

"If I want to give Pangu an evaluation, then he should be called a hero." Chen Xuan put his hands behind his back.

"A hero, selfless. Not afraid of life and death, not afraid of danger."

"From Pangu's point of view, in fact... he has already succeeded."

On the contrary, Xuandu is a little unclear.

God Pan Gu is a hero, and all sentient beings in the prehistoric world know it, so why did Senior Bai Long emphasize it?

Before he could think about it, Chen Xuan's voice came again.

"All sentient beings know the term Hongmeng Unjudged, and also know that Hongmeng Unjudged is chaos."

"However, very few people know that the so-called Primordial World, the predecessor of the Great Desolate World, is nothing but a fantasy, and does not really exist."

Xuandu frowned more and more tightly: "None and dreamy? Those three thousand demon gods..."

"The three thousand demon gods are all nothingness. They were born from the primordial world, and descended according to the law. At birth, there are distinctions between strong and weak, high and low. Moreover, their strength is fixed at birth and cannot be increased. And , they cannot leave Hongmeng." Chen Xuan continued.

"For example, Hongmeng is the virtual world, and the three thousand demon gods are part of the virtual world. They are also virtual existences and have not been reflected into reality."

Xuandu's body trembled violently, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Great Meng is virtual, what about Honghuang?"

"The prehistoric world is real. Pangu opened the sky, which is to reflect the virtual into reality." Chen Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Virtual return to reality, in fact, is not broken or established, and the risk is extremely high. If Pangu fails, the Primordial Meng is destroyed, and the three thousand demon gods will disappear, so...the three thousand demon gods besieged Pangu happened."

"If Primordial Origin exists, they can survive for countless years. Even if they live, it is better than death."

Xuandu was dizzy from the impact of these messages.

The corners of Chen Xuan's mouth raised slightly.

"That's why I said that Pangu is a hero. Maybe he has selfish desires to reflect his illusory body into reality, but the biggest driving force for him is to let the primordial spirit that gave birth to him break the shackles of virtuality."

"He succeeded. Today's prehistoric world is the embodiment of the primordial world!"

Chapter 397

After a while, Xuandu gradually recovered from the shock.

"The reason why the senior didn't make a move..."

Chen Xuan looked at a red cloud in the dojo, and said with a smile: "Part of the reason is that the black hand behind the scenes did not show up. The main reason is that Pangu has other legacy to Honghuang. In a short time, Honghuang will not have an accident. "

At this time, Hongjun and fate are in the battlefield.

Hongjun's attack fell, although fate caught the blow, he was quite embarrassed.

The Kunpeng luck behind him is still fierce and arrogant, but...he has more fear of Hongjun.

Fate knew that he underestimated Hongjun.

The blessing of heaven, the accumulation of so many years, the power of Hongjun, is stronger than him.

However, this power is only limited.

"Hongjun, why don't you and I give up for now? If we continue to fight like this with our strength, the prehistoric world may be in danger of collapse." Destiny looked at Hongjun and said.

Although the tone is still tough, but in fact he was subdued.

He wants to develop another wave.

With his ability, if he can delay for a little more time, the chances of winning can be greatly increased.

This time, sloppy!

"Do you think it's possible?" Hongjun sneered.

Another hit.

If the prehistoric is damaged, he can still find a way to repair it.

But fate is his confidant at this moment.

If he could get rid of fate, the biggest variable in Honghuang would be gone.

Moreover, there are some things he still wants to verify.

Now that there are too many variables, Hongjun has changed his previous cautious appearance and is ready to take the initiative!

"Hongjun, are you crazy?" Fate took the blow and said angrily.

"I'm not crazy, you will die today!" The divine court behind Hongjun lit up again, and knocked down with a blow full of destructive power.

Fate was terrified, but still fought with all its strength.

"This fake fate is not good! This is about to surrender." Ao Bing frowned.

"How about we slip away! As long as Hongjun cleans up his fate, we will definitely be the next one to deal with." Wu Xing said solemnly.

"With our ability, even if we leave the prehistoric world, we can still thrive."

"Nothing!" Ao Bing sneered.

Five Elements: "..."

This kid really holds a grudge.

"Are you treating me as an old patriarch for display? Do you think Mo Luo and I are in a panic?" Ao Bing said.

Only then did Wu Xing realize that neither Mo Luo nor Ao Bing was in any panic, so how confident was Taoist Bailong for him?

The main reason is that Wu Xing has never met Chen Xuan, otherwise he would be fooled immediately.

"Hongjun, you're bullying too much!" At this moment, Fate yelled.

"The power of humanity, extract it for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bright dots of light in the fate network behind him began to dim in an instant.

But his own aura was raised again.

He mobilized the power of all beings controlled by the silk thread of fate.

It's a draw.

Not to borrow!

Just like how Huangji drew Xiqi people before.

This method definitely hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred.

Just like Hongjun regards the heaven as food, the power of destiny also comes from all living beings.

The damage to the prehistoric sentient beings this time is irreversible, and it will not be good for him in the future.

But fate can't control that much.

As long as Hongjun can be destroyed, the loss will be made up for later.

"boom--"

Hongjun and fate collided again.

At this moment.

Gaining the power of humanity and sentient beings, fate has the power to fight back under Hongjun's suppression. You come and go, Honghuang trembles more and more violently.

In the chaos, Di Jun had a bitter look on his face.

"This time, Honghuang is really going to be broken!"

Although Honghuang is a sad place for him.

But that was also where he was born.