Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

In the chaos, the two battlefields knew nothing of each other, and the creatures in the wilderness were even more ignorant of it.

The chaos here has been shrouded in the aura of the great road, and the new world is born and disillusioned.

A green lotus stands tall, with two flowers blooming, the Tao rhyme flows, and thousands of orderly Tao principles extend, interpreting the Tao and explaining the mystery.

On the opposite side, there is also a willow tree taking root in the chaos, its branches drooping, and the power of space envelopes all directions.

Although half of the willow branch seemed to have been forcibly cut off, leaving a gap in its path and a wound that was difficult to heal, its pervasive aura was still powerful enough to destroy the world.

The tall and thin old Taoist sat cross-legged under the willow tree, with a calm expression and a calm attitude. As he fiddled with it, the avenue evolved endlessly, and one path gave birth to ten thousand paths.

Magical powers and spells can be easily picked up at one's fingertips. It is better to say that at this point, every move and every move has wonderful magic.

Each branch of the willow branch cuts through the chaos and destroys the avenue. The weak willow supports the wind, but it has the power to break all avenues.

"The great path you two have is indeed somewhat mysterious. It is commendable that you are able to reach your current height, not much worse than that of Hongjun." Taoist Yang Mei said with a smile.

Among the green lotuses, two figures sat cross-legged. Qinglian didn't pay attention to Yang Mei's words.

Qingxuan's expression was focused, and the innate treasure in front of him was the God-killing Spear, which was ringing loudly, rippling with the power of destruction.

Looking at Taoist Yang Mei, Qingxuan really wanted to ask him how he escaped from the hands of Hongjun in his prime.

At that time, Hongjun, Yang Mei and other four people worked together to besiege Luohu and broke through the Immortal Killing Sword Formation set up by Luohu.

However, Hongjun's body did not enter the battle at all. Instead, he used the technique of killing three corpses to create a clone and deceived Luo Hu, Yang Mei and others.

When Luo Hu, Yang Mei and others were seriously injured and the war was about to end, they suddenly killed each other. The final result was that Luo Hu's residual thoughts from his true spirit found Qing Xuan and the others, while Yang Mei was chased by Hongjun. He killed and escaped into the chaos.

Hongjun and Yang Mei are not only fighting for the Dao, but also for Taoist Yang Mei, they have a murderous feud with Hongjun.

However, Taoist Yang Mei might get angry if he asks such a question, which is really disadvantageous in terms of delaying time.

At this time, it is better not to anger the other party.

After thinking about it for a while, Qingxuan didn't say anything. While he was fighting with Taoist Yang Mei, he was also trying to spy on his way.

At their current level, there are very few people who can discuss the Tao with them, and even fewer people who can serve as a reference for them on the road.

And unlike Hongjun, Taoist Yang Mei cultivates the Hunyuan Way.

Taoist Yangmei said that they are the same Taoist, which is true.

However, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. This thing, a Taoist friend, really has little weight.

"You want to delay time? But the turmoil in the ancient world will not be so easy to recover. We have already estimated the power of heaven. Time is enough. Don't waste your efforts."

There is neither space nor time in chaos.

But the two sides are fighting for their skills, and the creation and control of time are also part of the struggle.

"Really? You once suffered at the hands of that axe, and now you dare to take advantage of its consequences. You are very brave."

Yang Mei's eyes narrowed slightly, but her expression remained unchanged.

"If the prehistoric era is not destroyed, Pangu has already fallen. Do you think I don't know that? When he reappears, we have already obtained the fruit of the Tao and the great road has been completed. Why should we fear him? Besides, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening. Well, what’s a little risk? You can have a glimpse of the supreme road, and you will have no regrets if you die or die.”

The light of the ax that Qingxuan was looking forward to didn't appear. Isn't it possible that Pangu couldn't hear it?

With such a big man seeking death in front of us, why can't we give him two axes?

He is provoking you, and he wants to seize food from the tiger's mouth. He is so bold that he digs your grave and doesn't care.

Qingxuan was a little disappointed when he saw Taoist Yang Mei chatting for a long time but nothing happened.

However, he was quietly relieved at this moment. Yang Mei said that he had estimated the power of Heavenly Dao, which was actually good news.

The more leisurely the other party is, the more advantageous it is for them to delay time.

Because the prehistoric period will stabilize again sooner than they expected.

If the other party just estimated the power of heaven, this would be the result.

Moreover, the prehistoric world after the change of heaven and earth, broken and re-established, will only become more stable, and its strength will increase again.

As for the reason, there is another way besides the way of heaven.

This should be unexpected by Taoist Shi Chen and Yang Mei.

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The calamity of heaven and earth, the calamity of common people, after such a long period of development, the number of creatures in the ancient world is innumerable.

Just a powerful ethnic group is worth tens of billions.

Such groups of creatures are not uncommon in the wild.

As a result, more and more creatures will be robbed.

Coupled with the disintegration of the order of heaven and earth, chaos of laws, and unclear yin and yang, a large number of remnant souls of living beings wandered the world. This, in turn, confused yin and yang, and the situation worsened.

In the netherworld, beside the sea of ​​blood, the ancestral witch queen has been here for quite some time.

The woman stands in the air, her eyes closed, and the Taoist rhythm flowing around her body spreads between heaven and earth, faintly compatible with heaven and earth.

But on that pure and beautiful face, all kinds of complicated emotions flashed across it.

She sensed the situation of the Wu clan and heard the voices of countless undead.

The world created by God the Father has been completely destroyed by the war between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, and there are endless innocent people implicated.

Karmic obstacles are falling, calamity is permeating the air, and all living beings are in ruins.

Sensing the emotions of all living beings and all kinds of obsessions echoing in her ears, Hou Tu opened her eyes and sighed softly. At this moment, she seemed extremely calm. This was an emotion rarely seen in her as an ancestral witch.

After all, sentimentality has nothing to do with the Witch Clan.

In the silence, his temperament seemed to have changed unknowingly, becoming a bit more sacred and majestic, and becoming more and more saintly.

Seeing that there was finally movement in Houtu, Minghe, who had been staying not far away, perked up and looked at him with a solemn expression.

I wonder if I can follow suit this time?

If I get another meritorious deed, will I have a chance to attain enlightenment and become a saint?

In the past, I could only observe the scene of enlightenment and sainthood from a distance. This time I was able to experience the saint's atmosphere up close. I must have gained more insights than the past two times, and I must have gained more.

He hid in the sea of ​​blood to spy, but was noticed by Hou Tu.

Ming He was mentally preparing for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to block the door, but Hou Tu didn't pay much attention to him, nor did he drive him away as rumored.

It would be better to say that this sea of ​​blood is where his dojo is.

But at this time, Ming He was stunned and a little confused when he saw Hou Tu's condition.

It’s not like he’s never seen someone who has attained enlightenment and become a saint. Why does he feel that the latter’s attainment of enlightenment and becoming a saint are completely different from Sanqing and others?

When Ming He was surprised, another voice came, and Hou Tu turned his head to look.

"Fellow Taoist, do you have any objection to borrowing this land of blood sea from you?"

"???"

The ancestral witches all have things, should I borrow them? Or not to borrow it?

However, Hou Tu didn't seem to want him to get entangled, and had no intention of waiting for Styx's response, so Styx no longer needed to think about rejection or acceptance.