On How to Perfectly Create the World

Yi Lan did not go with Sanqing, but embarked on the long-lost prehistoric journey alone.

The three clans that used to dominate one side have long since disappeared with time, replaced by the second Lich clan that was suppressed by the three clans to the point where they could barely breathe.

Most ascetics have a long lifespan and are immortal, but the prehistoric carrying capacity is limited, and spiritual energy cannot be provided infinitely, so there is a catastrophe in heaven and earth.

In order to recycle the aura and reduce the burden.

Regarding this, Yi Lan felt nothing at all, this is also a way of law to maintain balance.

Walking on the road with scattered eyes, Yi Lan was thinking about a problem.

Whether it is the world of Chaos or the world of Jehovah, there are human beings, which shows the necessity of the emergence of the human race. Why is it still missing in the prehistoric world?

Could it be that it has not yet been born?

The silver-haired deity, who was planning to cause some trouble for Tiandao, curled his lips playfully, asking if he could intervene... Tiandao's troubled look is actually quite interesting.

Tiandao looked confused: ... Hongjun, that guy seems to be black.

#The annoying object suddenly turned black and swollen?Waiting online, very urgent. #

Ignoring Tiandao's dark stalking, Yi Lan was thinking about where to start, when she turned around, she saw the snake-tailed female cultivator walking towards her.

Tiandao (turned pale with shock): Wait, Nuwa? !What are you doing here! ! ! Σ (っ°Д°;) っ

Nuwa, who didn't know how worried the Dao of Heaven was, was looking at the silver-haired boy with a smile, and said hello in a brisk tone, "Nuwa has seen a fellow Taoist, but she was rude for not saying hello to a fellow Taoist earlier."

Yi Lan stopped and nodded slightly at her, "My name is Yi Lan."

"Forgive Nuwa for being ignorant, but I have never heard of the prestige of fellow Taoist Yilan on the Great Desolation before." Nuwa's attitude is very good. Seeing the silver-haired boy outside Zixiao Palace, he would naturally speculate whether his chance had something to do with him.

"It's okay, I haven't appeared for a long time." Yi Lan was noncommittal, he knew that Nu Wa wanted to find out about him, and no matter who saw a powerful existence that suddenly appeared, they would always want to find out the identity of the other party, so as not to Cross branches.

"The sermon is over. Fellow Taoists did not retreat in the mansion, but came to this wilderness. This is not appropriate." Rarely kindly reminded Nuwa that although no one dared to directly attack the disciples of the Taoist ancestor, they could not There must be someone who wants to steal the other party's primordial purple energy so that he can lay the foundation of sanctification.

Although it is said that Yi Lan cannot forcefully deduce future events, but the past events cannot escape his investigation.It is said that the way of heaven is incomplete, leaving a lot of loopholes to exploit.

Once again, Tiandao, who took advantage of the loophole and stole the record, was furious: Hongjun, hurry up and block everything for me! ! !

"Nuwa understands the kindness of Taoist friends, but she just came out when she felt something in her heart." The keen-minded Nuwa didn't say a word about what happened outside Zixiao Palace earlier. She was not a red cloud without emotional intelligence. The matter should have been tacit to each other, and it would be embarrassing if it was true.

Mentioning Hongyun, Nuwa, who was worrying about how to talk to Yi Lan, suddenly remembered something, and she lifted her spirits, "Fellow Daoist, do you know what kind of big event is about to happen in this prehistoric world?"

Seeing through Nuwa's careful thinking about gossip, Yi Lan didn't point it out, and continued to develop, "What's the matter?"

"Hongyun got a ray of majestic purple energy, Kunpeng has been jealous of him for a long time, this time I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back anymore." Nuwa said enthusiastically.

In fact, Nu Wa is a girl who loves gossip very much, but no one has ever shared this happiness with her.Although the indifferent silver-haired boy in front of her is not easy to get along with, Nuwa feels that she can even conquer her brother who seems to be gentle but is actually an iceberg. It makes no sense that the same type will fail.

Sister Nuwa encouraged herself from the bottom of her heart, and then unswervingly began to develop a relationship with the other party.

Yi Lan, who was suddenly familiar by herself, was a little uncomfortable, maybe because most of the cultivators in Honghuang were more straightforward?

For example, Tong Tian, ​​who will offend his temper if he is not paying attention, or this Nuwa who looks noble and glamorous but is keen on gossip...

#I always feel that something is not quite right. #

# Am I in the wrong world? #

#It must be the wrong way for me to open the space-time channel. #

Thinking of Luo Hu's painting style when she first met her in the past, Yi Lan couldn't help but sigh, without this source of pollution, Honghuang was indeed much 'cleaner'.

Looking at the smoky appearance at the beginning, God simply didn't want to take a second look.

Luo Hu, who was secretly rubbing his hands about smuggling: ... I don't take the blame for it!Zulong himself is very dirty! ! !

"I remember that your elder brother doesn't seem to have obtained the primordial purple energy, but you want to take it for him?"

The azure eyes were extremely clear but unfathomable, Nuwa put away the trace of inquiry, and sighed slightly, "I thought about it before, but Daozu said before, but those who have obtained purple energy should not get involved in disputes at will, presumably It means something. Nuwa has no intention of stepping on the bottom line, she just joins in the fun."

Yi Lan suddenly felt that Hongjun's disciple was quite interesting, although he was not as funny as Tongtian, but he had a premonition that following her seemed to help his thoughts.

"It seems that this lively attraction is really not small, why not go with you?" The silver-haired boy raised his lips slightly, and finally said what Nuwa had been looking forward to for a long time.

"Daoist friends are friendly, but Nuwa is disrespectful." The charming face is full of smiles, and Nuwa has long been tickled by the other party's appearance. Where did it come from?By the way, I want to find out... why I always feel that this person has a chance that belongs to her.

Beyond the mountains some distance away from Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun fled in a panic, chasing after two powerful men.

Apart from Kunpeng, the monster Donghuang holding the Chaos Clock is the biggest threat.

Hong Yun, whose escape route was once again blocked, stopped his hastily running pace, and looked at Kunpeng and the young man in white who flew unhurriedly behind him with hate and blood in his eyes.

"East Emperor Taiyi, you and I have never had any enmity, why do you have to help Kunpeng put me to death today?!" Hong Yun has always thought of kindness and is known as a good old man, but he also likes to meddle in other people's business and is always self-defeating , but in the end it attracted a lot of hatred.

Kunpeng is the most typical example. At the beginning, he gave up his seat out of compassion and Kunpeng lost his seat.Later, all the six present here became disciples of Taoist ancestors. Although there were differences between distant and close relatives, they were still saints in the end.How could Kunpeng miss this opportunity because of Hongyun, how could he not hate him?

That is the cause and effect of a holy position, how heavy it is.

Dong Huangtai held the Chaos Clock in one hand, his handsome face was calm, and he said four words lightly, but it made Hong Yun very sad and indignant.

"Waiting for the crime."

The husband is innocent, but he is guilty of the crime.

The red-haired young man in ragged red coughed up blood and laughed bitterly. He never begged for mercy, nor did he return to Wuzhuang Temple.

In order to protect him earlier, Zhen Yuanzi's vitality was seriously injured, and he almost damaged the book of the earth.This was his fault. I knew that the majestic purple energy on my body was being coveted by others, but I ran to Wuzhuang Temple without any cover, and finally hurt my friends...

Suppressing the dull pain in his heart, all the treasures on Hong Yun's body, except for the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd, had been destroyed in the previous fighting techniques, not to mention such a powerful enemy as Donghuang Taiyi, even the villain Kunpeng ... He is not an opponent either.

There was grief and indignation in Hong Yun's heart, but also resentment.Although he has done many self-defeating disasters, he has also helped many comrades, but today no one except Zhen Yuanzi came to help.

The good old man who has gone through this calamity finally recognized the reality, and smiled coldly in his heart, probably they are all hiding in the distance watching his excitement right now.

If the protagonist of the play was not him, Hong Yun thought indifferently, maybe he would also join in the fun.

Skills are not as good as people, even if he is murdered and seized treasure, he deserves it.The law of the jungle followed by Hong Huang has always been like this, but most people will do it more covertly, covering themselves with a fig leaf.

Sitting slumped on the ground in embarrassment, Hong Yun, who was imprisoned by the Chaos Clock and couldn't even blow himself up, glanced at Kunpeng coldly, and said mockingly: "Kunpeng, you think you are smart, but in the end you are not doing it for others." Wedding dress. Even if I die, the primordial purple energy will not be in your hands!"

Kunpeng, whose scars were exposed face to face, became angry from embarrassment, how could he not know that he was just an excuse for Dijun and Taiyi.

But what can he do?

Although he was named a demon master, he was still working under the hands of others. Regardless of his strength and status, he was inferior to those two. Even if he got the Primordial Purple Qi, he could only get verbal compensation.

Compared with Hong Yun, he is not much better than Hong Yun.

"Shut up, idiot! If it wasn't for you, how could I have lost my seat!" Kunpeng's heart bleeds with hatred when he thinks of this, that is the seat of a saint!

"Did I force you to give in?" Hong Yun said coldly, "It's just picking a soft persimmon, Kunpeng, you think so highly of yourself, but it's nothing more than that."

"You—" Kunpeng was furious.

"Have you said enough?" The young man in white raised his eyes, and his eyes glanced at the furious Kunpeng in a calm manner. Kunpeng couldn't help but flinch for a moment with that look of no joy or anger.

The reputation of being the number one fighting force of the Yaozu is not in vain, not to mention that he still has the Chaos Clock in his hand, who can match him among the people present?

"How is Zhen Yuanzi?" The only thing Hong Yun can worry about now is this life-and-death friend.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, Zhen Yuanzi is fine, he was just dragged to Wuzhuang Temple. I am here today only for the primordial purple energy."

Dong Huangtai never intended to take his life, he was not afraid of Hong Yun's future revenge, he and his elder brother were extremely confident in their own strength, and even believed that a mere Hong Yun was not worth their death feud with Zhen Yuanzi.As long as the person is still alive, Zhen Yuanzi will not be able to find out what else to do.

What's more, even if he wanted to pursue it, so what?

Zhen Yuanzi is indeed very talented and has great potential, but what are the brothers afraid of?

The demon clan has two emperors standing side by side, one is the demon emperor Jun, and the other is the east emperor Taiyi. They stand behind the entire demon clan, and their will is the will of the monster clan.

"Go ahead."

Hong Yun didn't struggle any longer, he already knew that he couldn't keep his primordial purple energy, what happened today just proved this point more clearly.He may die, but he can't continue to implicate Zhen Yuanzi anymore.

Donghuang Taiyi stretched out his hand, and began to extract the primordial purple energy in Hong Yun's body.Aware of Zi Qi's frantic escape, Dong Huang unconsciously increased his mana output.

The body turned into a battleground between the two, Hong Yun twitched all over his body, I don't know how long passed, Zi Qi's resistance weakened a little, Donghuang Taiyi finally pulled out the primordial Zi Qi from his body.

However, just when he was about to collect it completely, the seemingly obedient Ziqi exploded in an instant, broke through the magic power blockade of Donghuang Taiyi, and disappeared directly into the void.

Such a shocking change almost stunned everyone's eyes. Unexpectedly, the bamboo basket fetching water was in vain. After all their efforts so far, they still failed to get what they longed for.

Donghuangtai's face turned cold for a moment, and he retracted the Chaos Clock, ignoring the weak Hongyun.

On the contrary, Kunpeng's eyes lighted up. Donghuang Taiyi failed to obtain the purple energy, so he would definitely not care about Hongyun's life or death.Zhen Yuanzi is not around, and Hong Yun is so weak, at this moment, if he wants to make a move, there is no better time to do it!

With a sharp flash in the corner of his eyes, Kunpeng's magic weapon has already rushed towards the red cloud that fell on the ground.

"Go to hell! Hongyun!" Tired of losing my holy position, I will never give up on this hatred!

"stop--"

Zhen Yuanzi's exclamation came from a distance, at this time Hongyun was unable to dodge, the dispute between Hongmeng Ziqi and Donghuang Taiyi had exhausted his vitality, and under the grief and anger, he didn't even have the strength to explode himself, so he had to He watched helplessly as he was about to die at the hands of Kunpeng.

At this moment, a colorless and invisible wall suddenly appeared, blocking Kunpeng's attack.

"Who is it?!" Kunpeng, who fell short of success, was almost killed, "How dare you spoil my good deed!!!"

An ethereal voice sounded out of thin air, and said casually: "Ugly bird, you are blocking the way."

Not to mention other people's reactions, Kunpeng, who was called an ugly bird for the first time, almost exploded in anger, "Bastard! Get out and die..."

Before he finished speaking, Zilei fell from the sky and struck Kunpeng directly.

Tiandao expressed his displeasure, although it also hated that guy, but the dignity of the gods should not be offended.

Hmph, it doesn't want to be trained!

Isn't it just a thunder, satisfy you.

... However, Kunpeng, who was split into carbon, said, I don't want so much, thank you.

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