Mutation of the Wilderness: Pangu Brain

"Great, two Hunyuan Jinxians plus us should be able to defeat Lei Chentian."

Zhu Rong said happily.

"Okay, stop thinking about seeking revenge on Lei Chentian every day. Aren't you tired of being beaten for nothing?

This time, the Zixiao Palace's sermon is actually good for us. Those arrogant gods and powerful beings are not here, so we must quickly expand our territory and seize resources!"

“In this way, with the great increase in the fortune of our Wu clan, you will also have the opportunity to break through to the Quasi-Sage level. By then, let alone Emperor Jun and Tai Yi, even if the cultivation of the Three Pure Ones increases greatly, what will you be afraid of?

Moreover, maybe we can surpass Lei Chentian."

Di Jiang told everyone what he had planned.

The eyes of all the witch ancestors lit up, as if they had been enlightened, and they were immediately excited.

If they really dominate the entire prehistoric world, then who can stop them, the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Their ancestors of witches cultivate the power of the body and the laws. In the same realm, unless the opponent has an innate treasure, the ancestors of witches in the same realm are invincible.

Thinking of this, all the ancient witches felt excited and their blood boiled.

Only Zhu Jiuyin had a smile on his face, but he had a worry in his heart. As the ancestor of time and the master of the laws of time, Zhu Jiuyin could naturally see future scenes that other ancestor witches could not see.

In fact, deep down, he didn't really want the Wu Clan to dominate the entire prehistoric world, but the Wu Clan had no choice.

at the same time.

On top of Mount Buzhou, the flowers of law emerged and scattered like stars.

Looking closely, thousands of great mysteries of the Dao are hidden around a divine lotus, illuminating Mount Buzhou and making it appear extremely sacred.

The lotus has opened into several petals, in colors of black, gold, white, cyan, blue... each petal exudes a divine glow.

From a distance, it looked like there were nine huge suns in the sky hanging on a huge branch, shining brightly, and turning into a sacred lotus. As if it had life, it suppressed the ages and was majestic to the extreme.

The divine lotus shot out countless divine lights, like a divine sword appearing across the sky, breaking through the starry sky, and a man emerged from the divine lotus.

The man exudes a dark aura all over his body, but his feet are on light. He is in darkness but his feet are on light.

After a while, there was a breath of light, but darkness was underfoot; the body was in the light, but the feet were in darkness.

The man was Lei Chentian.

“It’s finally the third heaven.”

Lei Chentian slowly opened his eyes, one gold and one black.

One side of the pupil represents light, full of the vitality of light, and the other side represents darkness, an eternal darkness that destroys everything.

After ten thousand years of hard training, his Chentian world finally broke free from its shackles and went one step further to achieve the third heaven.

Although it was only a breakthrough in a small realm, his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.

After reaching the Golden Immortal stage, even if one can fight more, he can only advance one or two small realms. However, the gap between each small realm after reaching the Quasi-Sage stage is even greater. It is difficult to have the combat power to cross the realm unless one has an innate treasure or can integrate each other's laws like the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Hongjun has probably been preaching for several years now."

Lei Chentian calculated the time. As of now, his strength is absolutely invincible in the prehistoric world. Even if he meets a strong man from the Dragon and Phoenix era, he will be able to fight. Even if he cannot win, he will be able to retreat safely, unless he meets a saint.

But even so, Lei Chentian did not dare to be too complacent and take it lightly.

Because after Hongjun preached three times, the six saints destined by heaven were about to start cheating.

Everything began with the birth of human beings.

Nuwa created human beings, and the Five Saints founded religions.

Then came the Age of Saints.

"Or, I'll go beat those three little bitches up again, otherwise they won't have a chance when they become saints."

Lei Chentian said to himself.

Zixiao Palace.

The Three Pure Ones who were listening to the sermon could not help but shudder. They felt that some people had bad thoughts about him.

Just because they were listening to the Taoist Master's sermon, the three of them didn't take it too seriously.

Soon, the three thousand years of preaching were over. As the last character fell from Hongjun's mouth, the powerful people slowly came back to their senses, feeling unsatisfied and unfulfilled.

As usual, Hongjun started to send everyone out of Zixiao Palace as soon as he finished his sermon.

Three thousand years have passed, and everything is still the same as usual.

The first ones to behead corpses and be promoted to quasi-saints were the Three Pure Ones, Dijun and Taiyi, Fuxi and Nuwa, Zhunti and Dong Wanggong and other top innate gods.

Just came out of Zixiao Palace.

At this time, the eleven ancestor witches had been waiting at the gate of Zixiao Palace for a while.

Compared to when I came to chaos ten thousand years ago.

The bodies of the eleven ancestor witches are now even taller, and the length of their bodies has reached ninety thousand kilometers.

The terrifying aura pressed down on the innate gods who had just emerged from the Zixiao Palace.

"Where's Lei Chentian? Sister Hou Tu!"

As soon as Zhu Rong came over, he kicked an innate god standing next to Hou Tu away. This scared the innate gods around him. They thought Zhu Rong was going to attack them.

But when he saw Zhu Rong walking next to Hou Tu, he stopped.

"That guy didn't come!"

As Hou Tu spoke, she glanced at Zhurong, whose body was taller than before, and the other ancestor witches, and she guessed that her brothers must have successfully been promoted to quasi-saints.

"He didn't come. What a pity! It seems that guy must be afraid of us brothers. He doesn't even dare to come to preach."

"I told you, we, the ancestor witches, are the authentic Pangu. Those Pangu spirits and Pangu brains, leave them alone, Zhurong."

Zhu Rong's loud shouting voice echoed continuously in the chaos within thousands of miles around him.

All the gods present looked at the Three Pure Ones.

Although they didn't know who Pangu's brain Zhu Rong was talking about, they knew all of Pangu Sanqing.

"Humph, a bunch of simple-minded barbarians with strong limbs dare to call themselves the authentic Pangu. We, the Three Pure Ones, are the most authentic Pangu."

Yuanshi did not spoil the ancestor witch at all. Others were afraid of the ancestor witch, but the Three Pure Ones were not.

"Yuanshi, what do you mean by that? You still think you are Pangu's brain. We are just the ancestors of witches with simple minds and strong limbs. You, the Three Pure Ones, are not much better!

They deceive people all day long using the name of Pangu authentic sect, and they don't worship the Father God.

In Lei Chentian's words, you three pure ones are the social scums who betrayed your teacher and ancestors and committed treason."

Zhu Rong roared angrily, with murderous aura rising and chaos stirring up.

"This is too much. When have we, the Three Pure Ones, ever cheated others or refused to worship the Father God?

In Lei Chentian's words, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. If you say something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. "

Tongtian, who had a hot temper, couldn't help but roar, and the Qingping Sword behind him made a buzzing sound.

As Tongtian's voice fell, a huge thunder suddenly appeared in the chaos, as if acknowledging what Tongtian said.