Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

Buzhou's sacred mountain collapsed, the earth collapsed and the sky tilted. The four saints suppressed the four poles of the world. Nuwa made stones to mend the sky, cut the four legs of the black tortoise through the sky, and supported the four poles of the heaven and earth. Many people with great supernatural powers took action to suppress the chaos of the heaven and the earth.

At this time, a mysterious and indescribable aura resurrected from the sky and the earth, filling the entire prehistoric world in an instant.

When this aura appeared, the fragmented earth stabilized, the aura of destruction was replaced by vigorous vitality, and the earth underfoot became thick and seemed to be able to carry everything.

The pure air returns to the sky, the turbid air sinks to the earth, and the heaven and earth return to clarity.

The mountains are majestic, the rivers are flowing back, and all the chaos is moving towards order.

Ordinary creatures only felt inexplicably at ease, but those with great supernatural powers were horrified, and even several saints were surprised by this.

Although these atmospheres and sights were different, they had experienced similar scenes long ago.

At that time, the three clans were competing for power, and there was a battle on Mount Sumeru, and the way of heaven was born to suppress the world.

But now, a similar aura appeared. They knew without others saying that the tunnel had revived.

At the same time, there are living beings who attain enlightenment and become saints.

No, it’s not just about attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint, it’s also about conforming to the earthly way, just like Taoist ancestor Hongjun’s body conforming to the heavenly way.

His gazes penetrated the heaven and earth, looking towards the land of the netherworld and the shore of the sea of ​​blood.

Then I saw a figure standing upright against the sky and the earth, and in a trance, there was something like Pangu holding up the heaven and the earth.

But she is a woman, a descendant of the ancestral witch.

Minghe was a little dumbfounded at the moment. Although he felt that the aura of Houtu Zhengdao's sanctification was a bit strange, he did not expect that it would be so different from Sanqing and others' sanctification?

This... I can't seem to imitate it!

He simply gave up his Tao body and united with his origin to unite heaven and earth, imitating Pangu to create heaven and transform all things. He really didn't dare to do this, he didn't have such courage.

Looking at the boundary of the sea of ​​blood, Styx was silent. Can this loaned land be taken back?

No one cared about Styx's complicated feelings. Eyes came one after another, watching the ancestral witch Houtu move his body into the tunnel, the avenue roared, and there were thousands of strange phenomena.

Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, but yang contains vitality, and yin contains death energy. There are no ordinary creatures in the netherworld.

This is also what later generations commonly call the underworld and the yangjian. Heaven and earth already exist.

What does not exist is the underworld, the destination of the dead.

The Netherworld expands rapidly, the atmosphere of the avenue becomes rich, and wonders are created in the heaven and earth.

However, the figure of the ancestral witch Houtu has faded away, blending into the world, and even his breath has disappeared.

The unique atmosphere of the avenue circulates, constantly evolves and improves, blends with the heaven and earth, and the laws of the avenue here are also completely changed.

A disc has its own spirit but no body. It appears in it and is nurtured by the earth, giving birth to a body and filled with the breath of reincarnation.

This world is not opened for the living, but exists for the dead. The living exist in the Yang world, the dead enter the netherworld, Yin and Yang change, and the cycle of life and death occurs.

Once this world is completed and the avenue evolves, countless passages will be opened, connecting the two realms of Yin and Yang, and leading the dead souls wandering in the Yang world into ghosts.

Only the dead can enter this opened passage, and the living cannot see it.

Countless souls of living beings fell into the underworld. From then on, the pure and the turbid were separated, the yin and yang returned to normal, the chaotic atmosphere suddenly dropped, and the heaven and earth became stable.

But the originally empty underworld was filled with endless undead.

Entering this world, they are nourished by the turbid qi of darkness, which prevents them from dissipating directly between heaven and earth with the passage of time, and allows them to exist here in the form of dead souls.

Such a sight would make even a great supernatural power user like Styx feel numb when he saw it. There were too many of them.

Seeing that due to the influx of a large number of undead, the world would fall into chaos again, Styx thought for a while and made a decision in his heart.

Hou Tu could not imitate this act of enlightenment and sainthood, and even the blood sea in his own dojo was occupied by nearly half.

But this is not necessarily a bad thing. Houtu owes him a favor. This is the cause and effect of a saint.

Moreover, Hou Tu was not an ordinary saint, but a saint who was as close as Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

When the time comes, will Hou Tu follow the example of Tao Ancestor and confer the title of saint?

If so, your chances should be quite good, right? Thinking of this, Styx directly summoned the Shura clan he created.

"You will go quickly to suppress the chaos in this world and maintain the order of this world for Saint Houtu, without making any mistakes!"

Not only that, Styx even personally transformed into many incarnations, using his great supernatural powers to forcibly suppress the chaos in this world.

Looking around, Minghe was wondering, where did Houtu, who had just realized the way of a saint, go?

And when the tunnel revived and Hou Tu merged with the Tao, several people who were fighting in the chaos outside the wild world also had feelings, but their moods were completely different.

Taoist Yang Mei looked a little ugly. He raised his hand to calculate, but the aura on his body became colder and colder.

The power of the avenue surged forward, no longer as tepid as before. Yang Mei pointed, and the endless space at his fingertips transformed into a cage, falling towards Qingxuan and Qingxuan.

It was no longer just a simple confrontation between the avenues, Yang Mei began to use her own magical powers.

Qingxuan didn't know the situation on Hongjun's side, so he thought it was pretty much the same.

The two opponents wanted to wait for chaos to further disrupt the order of the ancient world, but the current situation was not what they wanted.

They will not be willing to give up this opportunity. If they miss this time, there may be no next time.

Qingxuan also stood up at this moment, the aura around his body changed, and the green lotus behind him became clearer.

Qinglian appeared beside her, protecting Qingxuan with the Chaos Pearl.

Qingxuan did not refuse this time. He took one step forward, raised his hand and fired a spear forward, pointing it in the chaos. The green lotus bloomed at the tip of the spear. It bloomed, as if returning to the ruins, swallowing everything, all things returning to nothingness, leading all existence to nothing. Towards the end, dissolve all mystery and then swallow it up.

The swallowed power of the avenue has not disappeared, and Qingxuan cannot directly erase this powerful force.

Another great power reversed its evolution, just like pulling out new sprouts from the remains of an old plant, but it directly attacked Taoist Yangmei himself.

Magical power [reversal of the universe].

With the help of the power of the God-killing Spear to neutralize Yang Mei's attack, and the Chaos Bead to protect himself, Qingxuan was still knocked back by the opponent's terrifying power of the Dao. There was an entanglement of unsolved space power on the Dao body, and in his Dao A series of cuts were made on the body.

The green clothes were broken, blood flowed, the body seemed to be covered with cracks, and the breath was greatly weakened.

Qinglian appeared behind her, stretched out her hand to block it, and dispelled the power of the avenue on her body. She still stared at Yang Mei opposite her, and looked at Qingxuan from the corner of her eye, frowning.

This magical power itself was formed by combining the power of the two people, but this time Qingxuan himself withstood most of the power, which was beyond the limit that he could resolve. The other party's understanding of the avenue was deeper than his.

Even with the blessing of two treasures, it still can't be done.

It's just that Qingxuan forcibly endured most of the damage that the two of them should have endured, and the injuries were just a bit heavier.

Qingxuan's counterattack force was not able to cause damage to Yang Mei, but only resisted the opponent's subsequent attacks.

Yang Mei took one step forward and attacked again.

Seeing Qinglian step forward, Qingxuan pulled her back, but then ran towards Honghuang without looking back, without any hesitation.

At the same time, Qingxuan took the ruler from Qinglian's hand, wiped his fingers across the ruler, and a ray of purple energy emerged from it.

The measuring ruler is a treasure used to assist in formulating rules. If the world is chaotic, order must be maintained.

Establishing order to restrain all living beings, restraining and guiding them, is nothing more than rewards and punishments.

Qingxuan has long felt that there is something missing in the ancient way of heaven, such as thunder tribulation.

It's just that in the prehistoric period before, there was a lack of suitable opportunities, but now it is a good opportunity to make up for it.