Male god dominates the world [Quick Transmigration]

Putting on his clothes with a dark face, Zhong Louyu found Hongjun in the pavilion, he just sat there, staring at the front with blank eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

But immediately, he noticed Zhong Louyu's arrival and turned his head away.

"Come here," he said.

It seemed that only in this pavilion, Zhong Louyu could confirm that the person talking to him was Hongjun, and he behaved extraordinarily obediently. He was embraced by someone as he walked all the way, and the other person's slender fingers slid onto his sore waist. Between, gently rubbing.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly.

Zhong Louyu felt a little aggrieved, he boasted that he was very charming, especially for Hongjun, but he did not expect that the seduction he was sure of was rejected so firmly.

Although it was a purposeful temptation, Zhong Louyu still held his breath in his heart, he snorted coldly, and said, "Don't you know what you did!"

Hongjun didn't answer, his fingers pressed vigorously on his waist, combined with the gentle spiritual power, Zhong Louyu only felt the soreness gradually disappear, just when he was relaxing, he suddenly heard Hongjun asking.

"Why don't you use spiritual power to relieve it?"

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhonglou's forehead, and the pain in his waist and back was really uncomfortable. He never wanted to use spiritual power to solve it directly, but he put all his power into the introduction, even if there was a little power left, it was used to protect consciousness Yes, where is the time to relieve the physical pain.

"So much nonsense!" Zhong Louyu pursed his lips and looked unhappy, "Why should I solve what you did?"

Hongjun just looked at him quietly, as if he already knew all the things hidden in Zhong Louyu's heart, but his eyes were soft and calm, without any sense of crisis.

"Don't make trouble."

He said it again, and then concentrated on rubbing Zhong Louyu's waist.

Large lotus leaves cover the pond, and blossoming lotus blooms quietly on the clear lake water, surrounding the delicate pavilion in the center of the pond.The white-haired man focused on the person in front of him. He lowered his head and watched his fingers massage the flexible waist.But the person who was hugged by him stared darkly at the top of his hair.

Zhong Louyu stretched out his hand, caressed Hongjun's hair gently, wrapped a strand of white hair, and put it on the tip of his nose.

A cool lotus fragrance.

His heart was heavy, and he just stared blankly at the top of Hongjun's hair, looking at the man as if he was treating the most serious and important thing in the world, and he massaged him seriously.

The way of heaven and Hongjun are connected, and Zhong Louyu's defeat of the way of heaven is undoubtedly hurting Hongjun.

But if the way of heaven is not weakened, then Hongjun will eventually perish.

After a moment of weakness, that heart quickly hardened, Zhong Louyu let down her hair, and kissed Hongjun's head.

The man raised his head, with a hint of doubt in his snowy eyes.

It seems that through countless times, I saw the guy who waited for him for 500 years in a long time ago.

"fine."

Zhong Louyu hooked his neck and gave him a kiss. At this moment, he was in a calm mood, and those chaotic thoughts had long been thrown out of the sky.

The Zixiao Palace is full of spring, but the Great Desolate Continent is no longer peaceful.Brother Di Juntai, the king of the monster race, just returned to the heavenly court, and before he had time to comprehend what he had gained in the past 3000 years, he saw a large number of monster clan's early stage AI Ai blocking up, most of them were unfamiliar faces.

"Your Majesty! The witch clan is deceiving people too much!" As if he had found his backbone, the Prime Minister of Heaven finally couldn't hold back his tears and cried out, "In the past 3000 years since you left, my monster clan has lived in trepidation, and there are six hundred people who have been exterminated. Other races!"

Di Jun frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

When he said this, all the monsters cried even worse, and there was a survivor who stood up and spoke out. Di Jun counted, and there are hundreds of orphans standing here alone. God knows how many other monsters were killed!

He is the king of the demon clan!How can you watch your people being slaughtered like this!

"Taiyi." Di Jun tried his best to keep calm, and ordered, "You first tell the monsters to move closer to the surroundings of the heavenly court, for the time being..."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a violent shaking above the heavenly court, and an extremely powerful aura came from the sky, and the man's loud laughter resounded throughout the heavenly court.

"I heard that two hairless birds are back! Hurry up and see my uncle!"

Di Jun's face darkened immediately, and when he turned his head, he saw the same anger in his brother's eyes.

"What kind of thing is he, the Wu Clan!"

Staring at the terrified eyes of the Yaozu, Di Jun picked up the map of the mountains and rivers, and said harshly: "I want to see what they are capable of! Dare to fight to the heaven!"

When Houtu returned to the tribe, he hardly recognized that this was his home. However, after walking for 3000 years, when he came back, he saw the big scenes of the tribesmen calling for the wind and rain one by one.It is not a normal phenomenon that the witch tribe cannot practice Taoism. Houtu was puzzled, and asked several tribesmen to inquire, but learned that this was a cultivation method acquired by the great witch Zhurong. The Wu Clan had their own cultivation techniques, and finally they were able to compete with the Yao Clan. They were puzzled because they had never realized the cultivation techniques when they went to Zixiao Palace to listen to sermons, and where did Zhu Rong get the exercises.

But on the whole, she was pleased.

"In this way, we won't be too disadvantaged when facing the Yaozu." She sighed.

The great witch smiled when he heard this: "Master Houtu, you don't know what a monster race is, and now we are beating them to the broken heaven, and they dare not come out!"

"What's going on here!" Houtu's face changed, and her sixth sense instinctively told her that something was wrong. After listening to the big witch's words in a hurry, she was shocked when she learned that the witch clan had already wiped out countless clans.

"I'm going to find my brother!"

She didn't dare to stay and was about to leave, but the big witch said: "Other adults should also know about the news of your lord's return. You don't have to go, the adults will be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of laughter from a distance, Hou Tu's eyes blurred, and he saw his brothers had already arrived in front of him.

"Brother, what is going on!"

She asked anxiously, but Zu Wu's eyes were only filled with excitement: "Second sister, you are finally back, come, come, let's show the true God of the Father and hit the Heavenly Palace directly!"

The ancestral witches drove away on the cloud and fog, and the news was quickly spread by the excited witches. The witches of the twelve big tribes gathered together in an instant, and headed towards the entrance of the Kunlun Mountain Heaven.

Houtu's heart was beating violently, she desperately tried to dissuade her brother's plan, but in the end she was pulled up inexplicably and called out Pangu's real body.

And as the giant Pan Gu's real body appeared above the Heavenly Court, the heavens and stars changed instantly, and Emperor Jun held the map of mountains, rivers and communities, and led all the officials of the Heavenly Court to stand on the Heavenly Gate.

His eyes were red with hatred, his jaw was clenched, and he stared at the tall phantom.

"Wizard!"

"Monster!"

The western world was as peaceful as ever. Zhunti returned to their small hut, looked at the desolate scene around him, and couldn't help but sigh.

When will the West be as prosperous as the East?

Jieyin walked to his side and said, "What are you thinking, junior brother?"

"I'm just wondering, why is there such a big gap between the West and the East?" Zhunti said with a little unwillingness.

But this sentiment was not known by the two Buddhas.

"There is also an allusion in it." Jie Yin sighed, "The Great God Pangu split the chaos and achieved greatness. It is said that the teacher is the only one among the three thousand demon gods, but it is not the case."

"In addition to the teacher, there is also a demon god named Rahu who survived. At that time, this demon god was the exact opposite of the teacher. He cultivated demons, which is not tolerated by heaven."

"Therefore, the teacher must have a life-and-death battle with Rahu before becoming a saint, which determines the dispute between Dao and Demon. And the battlefield of this battle between Demon and Dao is in the west."

Jie Yin narrowed his eyes and looked towards the east from a distance: "Don't worry, this is all the karma owed by Hongjun, and it will be returned in the future. Don't look at the prosperity of the east at this time, one day, there will be like The West is so-so today, and the West will eventually prosper."

He whispered, and then said: "It's time for us to accept disciples and preach."

"Host." Hei Lian rushed back into the room excitedly, turned around and put on the earrings, "Sure enough, it succeeded."

Zhong Louyu flicked the running earrings, and said: "The big head has been solved, don't worry about failure."

When the devil spreads with the Dao as its cover, it is difficult for people to find it. Now there is only one saint in the world, and Zhong Louyu uses the aura of the Dao to hide it, and the danger of being exposed is greatly reduced.

"It depends on how far they can go in 3000 years."

That's the case, but now when I look at the prehistoric world, the witch clan and the monster clan are fighting fiercely. One individual is powerful, and the other has a large number of monster mouths. The corpses, the closer to the entrance of the heaven, the more staggering the number of corpses.

At this time, there was no Houtu incarnation of the six realms of reincarnation, and she herself was even pulled by the twelve ancestor witches to summon the real body of Pangu inexplicably. Countless dead souls had nowhere to go, so they had to wander on the earth, wailing around the dead place all night.

Seeing this tragic situation, Benyin turned her body into the six realms of reincarnation to attract the soul of Houtu, but at this time she became more and more courageous. She forgot the idea of ​​trying to stop this war before, and even threw herself into it more than anyone else .

Yaozu, why did these Yaozu kill her people! ?

On the tall Pan Guzhen, the golden thread waited for a long time, and finally filled the last gap, and this killing finally attracted attention.

Hongjun looked through the chaos and looked at the blood-flowing ground. He frowned and stretched out his hand as if to figure it out.

Zhong Louyu poked his head out from beside him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Something is wrong." Hongjun said, "Now is not the time."

Of course Zhong Louyu understood what he meant, but he just smiled: "It's really not the time, so look, didn't they separate?"

On the Great Desolate Continent, the two races who had already killed their eyes, did exactly as Zhong Louyu said, they stopped all actions.

They turned around and left with angry expressions on their faces, as if they had reached some terms that neither party was satisfied with.

Maybe he was wrong?Hongjun withdrew his gaze.

In the next moment, the expressions of indignation on the faces of all the Liches and Demon Clans turned into deadly indifference.