Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

They may not know how strong the attack of Primordial Consciousness was just now, but they also know that it is extremely terrifying.

In the end, it was swallowed up by a long river that came from nowhere, and there was not even a scum left, not even a little wave?

Horror!

"This is... the long river of time!" The primordial consciousness withdrew his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The long river of time and the long river of fate are juxtaposed.

They are all located in that illusory place.

The Long River of Destiny is in charge of the fate of all people.

The River of Time is in charge of the past, future, and present of all living beings!

Only by detaching from these two long rivers can one be truly detached.

However, how difficult it is to transcend time and fate!

I'm afraid, even a saint can't do this!

The fate that touched the threshold of the half-step Dao realm before was nothing more than being able to run half the river of fate.

But what appeared before his eyes was a complete river of time.

This, how not to surprise the primordial consciousness?

Even, the a little apprehension just now turned into a trace of fear.

But don't wait for him to think about it.

At this moment, another river flowed slowly.

There are also sentient beings in it, and sentient beings are dragged and pushed by the river water, and they are moving in a wonderful trajectory.

"The River of Destiny!!!"

This time, the primordial consciousness directly exclaimed.

The appearance of a long river of time can make it a little scared.

But fate and time appeared at the same time, so he completely panicked.

At his stage, he is very clear that only those who have reached that stage can control these two rivers.

This kind of existence cannot be matched by oneself!

escape!

The primordial consciousness has only one thought.

"Great handwriting, that senior is really a great handicraft! Destiny and time flow together, only Dao can do it!" Pan Gu was also amazed.

"This...couldn't be the way your ancestor appeared?" Wu Xing's eyes were full of splendor.

This is a real thigh!

Hurry up and find a way to hug it!

"I've already said that my ancestor is unparalleled, and he is a strong man in the Dao realm. You still don't believe it." Ao Bing snorted coldly.

"Don't dare, brother, I have a good friendship with you, why don't you take me with you?" Wu Xing flattered.

"Look at my mood!" Ao Bing said arrogantly.

Looking at the two flowing long rivers consciously, Hongmeng broke out in cold sweat and trembled to the extreme.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but that he was imprisoned by the prehistoric world, and he couldn't run away at all.

"I don't know which senior came here. The lord of the wilderness, Hongmeng, was far away to welcome him. Please don't blame him." Hongmeng took a deep breath and saluted.

"Hey!"

Wu Xing is extremely disdainful, he was so arrogant just now, but now he is cowardly like this.

Bully the soft and fear the hard!

But when the primordial consciousness raised its head, it was found that apart from the two long rivers, there was no other reaction at all.

No one showed up.

Primordial consciousness suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and said loudly again: "Senior, I am the Lord of the Great Desolation, please come forward and let me do my honor as a landlord!"

At the moment when his voice fell.

The long river of time and fate began to flow in an unknown direction, and then disappeared completely as if it had turned into an illusion.

As if it never happened.

After a while, a ray of light emerged.

Immediately afterwards, a quaint big clock slowly rose from under the sky pillar.

The famous bell-shaped spiritual treasures in the prehistoric are the Donghuang Bell of Donghuang Taiyi and the Danghun Bell in Danqiu's hand.

These two treasures are innate treasures.

However, this bell-shaped spirit treasure that just appeared was not those two.

It is a treasure that has never appeared in the wild.

On it, all kinds of birds, animals, flowers, birds, insects and fish are carved.

At a glance, it seems that all the monsters belong to it.

Those monster races in the prehistoric world, whether they are small monsters or big monsters in the quasi-sage realm, when they see this clock, they have an urge to surrender for no reason.

"Buzzing—"

At this time, the soul of the sky-opening ax made a burst of sound, which seemed to be resonated by the clock.

"This clock is not a congenital spiritual treasure, but a chaotic spiritual treasure!" Pan Gu sighed.

Since the birth of Honghuang, the existence of Chaos Spirit Treasure cannot be tolerated.

For example, the Opening God Ax turned into three innate treasures.

For example, the good luck jade dish cannot be complete.

Hongmeng Consciousness panicked even more.

Invite fate and the long river of time at will, and can preserve the chaotic spirit treasure in the prehistoric.

This man, he really can't afford it!

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged from under the big clock.

"Hongmeng, pay respects to senior!" Hongmeng's consciousness hurriedly saluted.

But the moment when the prehistoric beings discovered the appearance of the person under the big clock.

The collective lost their voices.

"Uh... don't be too polite..."

A trembling voice sounded, which made Hongmeng's consciousness confused for a while.

Waiting for the moment when he looked up.

Angry!

"Xuandu, why are you an ant!?"

The primordial consciousness asked coldly!

And who is the figure under the big clock if not Xuandu?

But everyone knows that Xuandu is just the existence of the pinnacle of quasi-sages.

In the previous Honghuang, he can be regarded as a good player.

but……

Putting it on the battlefield here is simply not enough!

The primordial consciousness can blow it to death in one breath.

As for Xuandu, he was also in a panic!

Can't panic, almost crying out of fright.

He has seen how strong the primordial consciousness is, and if he was given another choice, he would never want to face the primordial consciousness.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a choice.

He was pushed out by Chen Xuan.

Help!

I want to go home!

But at this moment, Chen Xuan under the Tianzhu rubbed his smooth chin with his hand, and said to himself.

"Using the power of the system to call out time and the river of fate for a short time should be enough to shock the primordial consciousness! This round should be completed."

Then he glanced at Xuandu again.

This baby is still too honest, without being frightened, if Danqiu is there, he will definitely be able to frighten the primordial consciousness for a while.

As for why he didn't go out?

To be honest, I am afraid of death...

Chapter 410 Chen Xuan came forward, the best of the show

When Chen Xuan was struggling, Xuan Du was really scared to death.

What he saw in front of him was primordial consciousness, the biggest black hand in the prehistoric world.

Superior strength.

He really didn't understand why Senior Bailong asked him to face such a terrifying existence.

Although Senior Bailong said, as long as he stays under the big bell, his primordial consciousness can't do anything with him.

However, Xuandu was still in a panic!

At this time, the primordial consciousness also had a look of anger.

He felt that he had been tricked!

He knows Xuandu!

Taiqing Laozi's apprentice, quasi-sage ants.

That's right, the quasi-sage is an ant to him.

But it's this ants who dare to tease him?

However, the primordial consciousness did not act rashly.

Because of the two long rivers just now, he was sure it was true.

How can it be easy to recruit the existence of the long river of time and fate?

"Xuandu, who ordered you to do this?" Primordial consciousness said coldly.

His eyes seemed to swallow Xuandu alive.

"Senior Bailong's decree, primordial consciousness is a disaster... Hong Huang... be... be punished..." Xuan Du bit his head and said.

"Xuandu, who is that white dragon Taoist?" Hongmeng subconsciously resisted the urge to attack, and asked patiently.

"Senior Bailong is Senior Bailong..." Xuandu wanted to cry but had no tears.

"You still dare to play me?" Primordial consciousness stared, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the big clock directly.

"clang--"

Another dull bell rang.

Immeasurable rays of light bloomed from the big clock, and the countless creatures on it seemed to come alive, turning into phantoms and surrounding the big clock.

These phantoms blocked the blow of primordial consciousness.