Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

Compared with ordinary demons and demon kings, demon kings have already condensed their origin.

The golden light of heaven will only weaken them, but will not kill them.

"Where to go!"

The giant of the Witch Clan reached out with one hand, and actually grabbed Greed directly.

"Invade my Great Desolation and still want to run?"

Afterwards, the witch giant pressed greed to the ground.

"Surrender, I surrender! I am willing to return to the Primordial Realm, and I am willing to tell you all the information about the abyss!"

The pride who was fighting with Nuwa suddenly shouted loudly.

Looking at these prehistoric sages, Arrogant knew that he had no way out.

In order to survive, he chose to surrender.

Nuwa waved her hand and trapped her in the picture of Shanhe Sheji.

"Arrogance, you are looking for death!" He glared angrily, and he wanted to kill the arrogance directly.

However, suddenly a long spear came and pierced through it again.

This time, it was his chest that pierced through.

The angry king of the abyss, as a high-ranking king, is also well-known in the heavens and the world.

But now, he has been nailed to the ground and cannot break free.

"I caught this guy too!"

At this time, Danqiu threw his jealousy like ooze on the ground.

Seeing the tragic scene of jealousy, everyone in Honghuang twitched the corners of their mouths.

Now, all the abyssal demons who invaded the prehistoric world are all executed.

The four demon kings were all captured.

In this battle, prehistoric victory.

And Hong Huang only showed a small part of his strength!

After a while, a burst of spiritual rain fell, and all the abyssal breath in the prehistoric area was completely cleaned up.

In the sky above the Far West, there is a sphere emitting a faint light.

The last essence of those dead demons also turned into streamers, all of which were integrated into this ball of light.

"Who would have thought that the source of something as chaotic as the abyss consciousness would be so pure."

Pangu's figure appeared in the Far West.

All the prehistoric creatures present bowed down together.

"Pangu, here, the three sources of the great world of the abyss are gathered. If you give it to a quasi-sage, you can instantly create a saint, and he is not an ordinary saint." Wu Xing smiled.

There is still a hint of longing in the eyes looking at the source of the abyss.

Even he, the sage of the eighth heaven, longed for it, not to mention the rest of the prehistoric creatures.

However, although everyone was a little moved.

But neither spoke.

"Mo Luo, what do seniors plan to do with this origin?" Pan Gu looked at Mo Luo.

"It's just a piece of origin, my master lets you do whatever you want." Mo Luo said casually.

hiss--

Everyone took a deep breath.

Is this the confidence of a Dao level powerhouse?

After a while, Mo Luo said again: "When the Dragon Han was measuring the catastrophe, I set up the Jade Immortal Sword Formation and blew up the western land line. I hope this source can be used for the restoration of the west."

"I, I owe you a favor!"

"Good!" Pangu agreed without hesitation.

With a wave of his hand, the ball made of endless abyss demons and [-]% of the origin of the abyss slowly fell down.

Then it fell into the Far West.

"brush!"

Soon, a gust of wind blew, and the originally barren land of the Far West began to be repaired continuously.

Reiki, constantly gathering.

Even the ground began to glow with life.

At the time of the opening of the sky, there was no gap between the east and the west.

It was only after the Dragon Han robbery that the western leylines were blown up that the west became so barren.

It is easy to destroy and difficult to create.

Even if the two sages of the West piece together, they can barely recover [-]% of the land in the West.

But with the integration of these origins, the western world is recovering and returning to its peak.

In addition, the entire prehistoric world is becoming more spiritually powerful, full of vitality and power!

Chapter 432 Chen Xuan's Arrangement

In an instant, the sound of immortals was faint in the prehistoric world, and golden lotuses bloomed.

Even the volume of the Great Desolation is expanding.

At this moment, the Second Saint of the West was full of excitement and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Brother, the western land...is recovering..." Zhunti smiled happily on his face full of suffering.

How many years, how many years has it been.

In order to revive the West, the two brothers ran around.

Not even a face.

If it weren't for the help of Shenxuzi's junior brother, they would have been in a worse situation in the West.

But now, the western land is actually recovering.

Their wishes are being fulfilled.

Not only that, but at this moment, the three realms of heaven, earth and people are all jumping for joy.

The incorporation of the origin of the abyss has strengthened the prehistoric.

The three ways of heaven, earth and man have also gained a lot of benefits.

"After killing the three cost sources of the abyss, it's my turn to counterattack." Pan Gu said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, there are seven monarchs in the abyss. Except for anger and gluttony, the rest of the monarchs are middle-ranked monarchs. Now there are only three monarchs left in the abyss. Among them, gluttony is the strongest, stronger than anger. And the abyss consciousness, yes……"

At this time, without waiting for the prehistoric people to ask questions, Arrogance told all about the situation in the abyss.

"Arrogance, you dare to betray the abyss, the master will not let you go!" Angrily said.

Mo Luo raised his hand, and slapped the anger into the ground with one slap.

"The consciousness of the abyss is a master-level existence..." Arrogance continued.

"The dominator level, that is, the sage Jiuchongtian, that is, the heavenly level." Wu Xing smiled.

At the level of heaven, if the three ways of heaven, earth and man are blessed on them, they can also immediately jump to the level of heaven.

In other words, there are three masters in Honghuang.

It doesn't seem to be too difficult to win the Abyss Realm.

"Among the heavens and worlds, my abyss world can only rank in the top [-]." Arrogant and thoughtful, he popularized things about the world.

"In the top ten worlds, there are at least two masters. In the top three worlds, there are supreme masters!"

"My prehistoric world is the only complete world in the myriad worlds. I will definitely be coveted by the myriad worlds, and I am the enemy of the myriad worlds. We are not afraid of an abyssal world, but the myriad worlds..." Pangu had a sad look on his face.

The Abyss Realm is just the top [-] existences in the Ten Thousand Realms.

The so-called supremacy of arrogance should be a half-step road.

At this moment, under the Tianzhu, Chen Xuan grabbed it.

A figure fell in front of him.

"Who!?"

The fate of the old face is uncertain.

Before, the primordial consciousness died, followed by the invasion of the abyss realm.

Pan Gu and the others simply had no time to care about him.

Fate seized this opportunity to escape.

But when he was running, he suddenly felt a strong pulling force.

In front of him was a figure in a white robe.

And this young man in white robe seems to have only the strength of a saint in the early stage! ?

"Ants, dare to scare me?"

Fate snorted and shot directly.

Although he was deprived of the law of destiny by the primordial consciousness before, after the death of the primordial consciousness, part of the law of destiny returned.

What hurt him so much was that Tiandao stripped it out.

However, he felt that there shouldn't be any difficulty in dealing with the early existence of a saint.

But just as his attack fell, Chen Xuan pointed out.

The long river of fate is surging, engulfing the attack of fate.

"It's you!?"

At the moment when the river of fate appeared in the world, fate suddenly widened his eyes.

In the prehistoric world, there is only one person who can summon the river of fate!

However, shouldn't that person be a Dao level existence?

Why only the early saints?

However, Chen Xuan didn't reply to his words, but nodded on his own.

Then he said.

"You were born in the flood, prospered in the flood, and even destroyed the flood. Now it's your turn to atone for the flood."

Under Chen Xuan's watchful eyes, Fate froze for a while.

Although he can see clearly the realm of the person in front of him, it is only the early existence of the saint.

However, fate is still very scary.

Whether it was him or the powerful primordial consciousness, in the final analysis, they were all defeated by this person.

Destiny tore apart the space without saying a word, ready to escape.

But suddenly, fate was shot down to the ground.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do? Now that I have fallen into such a ghostly state, are you still refusing to let me go?" Destiny was hysterical.

"Although the real mastermind behind the scenes is the primordial consciousness, the crimes you committed are not small. It just so happens that Honghuang can use you." With one hand, Chen Xuan's fate was directly bound, and he slowly moved towards the center of Honghuang past.

"Do not--"

The shrill cry of fate became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.