Let you survive in the wilderness, and you become a saint

The lonely Qilin was undoubtedly the First Qilin.

The only dragon that could oppose it was the Ancestral Dragon!

Feng Hao felt that he was suspended in the distant void, and he seemed extremely small under the aftermath of the terrifying pressure.

He even had to use the power of various spiritual treasures to fight against this terrifying aura.

"Hiss!"

"Roar!"

The Ancestral Dragon and the First Qilin roared together, and a terrifying power erupted in the void where infinite visions appeared.

The earth, water, wind and fire were broken and reorganized, and infinite strong light bloomed, penetrating endless dimensions.

The distant horizon.

Feng Hao couldn't see what was happening in the light at all. He could only feel waves of power that were difficult to describe in words, which made his heart throb.

He knew that it was the fluctuation of the laws of heaven, but he didn't know what laws it was.

Suddenly.

The purple thunder, a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure that had not been sacrificed, trembled slightly, and a strange breath bloomed in it, quickly flowing through his blood throughout his body.

The next moment.

In the infinite and vast light, a strange spiritual light was attracted and flew straight to Feng Hao.

Feng Hao's face changed slightly.

Isn't this a magic mirror? How could such a real light rush over?

He didn't dare to neglect it, and immediately shook the spiritual treasure with him to lay down layer after layer of defense.

At the same time, because he didn't notice the blooming of the strange breath in his blood, he took the initiative to sacrifice the purple thunder, a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure of merit.

Then he pasted the heavenly thunder talisman on it, and finally mobilized the power of millions of merits to integrate it into it, and blasted it out directly.

Buzz!

The extremely strong purple thunder shook the void and turned into a terrifying thunder ball.

The plasma vibrated and boiled, and at a certain moment it even materialized like volcanic magma.

At the same time.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunders descended one after another, adding to the purple thunder ball.

The purple color was as strong as black, and the plasma vibration almost shattered the void, leaving a series of spider-web-like cracks.

Feng Hao didn't know what level of the immortal way the power of this attack could be compared to.

But he was sure that this attack was enough to cover the entire human race and destroy all human beings!

Finally.

The deep purple thunder touched the spiritual light.

However, the result was completely different from what Feng Hao imagined.

The purple thunder did not have any interception effect on the spiritual light, and there was no roar or confrontation when the two touched.

On the contrary.

The vast spiritual light directly merged into the purple thunder, and then invaded the core of the purple thunder.

And the purple thunder had no intention of resisting, which made Feng Hao's heart jump.

The core of the purple thunder is Shouyang copper and an ancient dragon bone.

And that spiritual light came from the endless light dust of the battle between Zulong and Shi Qilin. The only possibility that could make the purple thunder react like this is that the vast spiritual light is related to Zulong!

"This is clearly the illusion world where Shi Qilin's resentment was born!"

Feng Hao couldn't understand the logic.

But as the owner of the purple thunder, he has truly experienced that after the vast spiritual light was integrated into it, the power of this acquired merit spiritual treasure has been greatly improved!

Even.

He also saw many illusions through the purple thunder.

The vast and majestic prehistoric world, the extremely prosperous dragon clan occupying the endless realm.

The scene of thousands of dragons coming to pay homage and the world surrendering.

Zulong.

That spiritual light really came from Zulong!

"Hiss!"

A vast dragon roar sounded, shaking Feng Hao's soul at this moment.

Then.

A dragon-shaped phantom emerged in the purple thunder and directly reflected in his purple mansion.

At this moment, Feng Hao could feel a mysterious, vast, but extremely weak breath merging into his body.

He immediately activated the power of merit to instantly sweep across his body, but did not find any threat.

This made him feel a little relieved.

The change of the purple thunder made him overjoyed.

Although the grade of this spiritual treasure did not change, after integrating that trace of vast spiritual light, the power of the dragon bone became obviously stronger.

The power of this spiritual treasure increased by more than 30% out of thin air.

In addition, the breath imprinted in his purple mansion was obviously related to the ancestor dragon.

After he thoroughly understood the situation of this breath, he might be able to open the ancient dragon tomb in advance.

Feng Hao exhaled a long breath.

He took a deep breath, and when his will returned and he opened his eyes.

The illusion around him changed again.

The vast prehistoric world was now shrouded in a thick blood light.

The sound of killing permeated the entire world. Everywhere he looked was killing and death, and even his heart was filled with endless desire for killing.

At the critical moment, the breath in the purple mansion that seemed to come from the ancestor dragon exuded coolness, and the power of merit protected his body, allowing him to wake up quickly.

"Is this the horror of the world's catastrophe?"

"In the place covered by the catastrophe, all living beings are trapped in killing, even strong ones like the ancestor dragon, the first unicorn, and the original phoenix will be affected to a certain extent."

"This is terrible!"

Feng Hao murmured, his eyes full of horror.

In the illusion in front of him.

The three tribes of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn gave birth to hundreds of millions of races in the prehistoric world, fighting madly between layers of land.

The sky was shattered, and the endless void and dimensional fragments were scattered in all directions.

The earth collapsed layer by layer, and finally became one.

The creatures that could not be described in number lost their minds in the red light, and their eyes were bloodshot and fell into killing and death.

Even the strongest ones like Zulong, Shi Qilin, and Yuanfeng were powerless under the catastrophe, and could only watch their tribes gradually perish in the catastrophe.

In the end, they had to enter the catastrophe to seek a glimmer of life.

As for their ending, it was obviously not good.

At least Shi Qilin fell!

In order to prevent the bloodline and luck of the Qilin clan from being cut off, Shi Qilin compromised with the Heavenly Dao at the cost of himself in exchange for a glimmer of life.

But this glimmer of life made his most promising son Sibu Xiang commit himself to one of the Three Pure Ones and become the other's mount!

This was tantamount to a huge humiliation for Shi Qilin.

But the price has been paid, and a glimmer of hope has emerged. The next day, all the Three Pure Ones will prove their sainthood.

With multiple factors added together, Shi Qilin finally compromised.

He burst out his last strength on the top of Kunlun Mountain, sealed most of his son Sibu Xiang's mind, and turned him into a mount that lost its pride and self-esteem.

He took the initiative to go to the Three Pure Ones Taoist temple to seek shelter.

Finally.

After seeing Yuanshi Tianzun accept his most promising son as a mount, Shi Qilin gathered his full resentment and the last essence, and condensed a Qilin Resentment Pearl.

"Whoever can help my son break free from the cage and restore his true self will be blessed by the Qilin clan's luck, and obtain my legacy and the Qilin treasure house!"

Shi Qilin suddenly turned around, staring at Feng Hao with scarlet eyes.

Slowly grinning.

From the strongest auspicious beast between heaven and earth, it turned into an extremely hideous and terrifying form, and suddenly started to pounce towards Feng Hao.

"Those who spy on the Qilin will bear its grudge!"

Before the Qilin's resentment pounced on him, Feng Hao had already sacrificed all the spiritual treasures on his body!

Even the bamboo bucket of merit carved out of bamboo was sacrificed by him.

The opponent was the first Qilin!

Even if it was just a trace of his resentment!

Buzz!

The Qilin's resentment was extremely terrifying, and that terrible resentment could even break the power of merit.

One after another, the spiritual treasures of merit were blown away.

The inferior ones were vulnerable, the middle ones were also vulnerable, and even the superior ones only lasted for a moment.

Feng Hao's face changed slightly, and he no longer hesitated and immediately sacrificed the purple thunder that had become more powerful after absorbing a wisp of the power of the ancestor dragon.

"Hiss!"

As the purple thunder vibrated, the endless dark purple plasma quickly gathered in the roar of thunder in the sky.

It turned into a majestic dragon form!

Boom!

The Thunder Dragon and the resentful Qilin Yuan collided with each other, and the entire fantasy world was shaking.

The terrible power intertwined, and the void split into terrifying cracks.

Through the cracks, Feng Hao saw the sparse stars in the sky.

That was the primitive world.