This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 37

Wild world.

world.

Chaoge City.

A mysterious power was born out of thin air. This power spread to the human world in an instant, covered the heavens and the world, and rushed into the chaos. Countless eyes opened in amazement, and a chill appeared on the body.

This force was born from the dark, and its attributes are different from any force in the heavens and myriad worlds. Under the cover of this force, it seems that any law of heaven is vulnerable and can be easily destroyed.

33 days away.

Chaos world.

Yuqiong Mountain.

A simple and mysterious palace stands on the hillside. The plaque above the palace is not made of any material, neither gold nor wood nor soil; the plaque is engraved with three big characters full of Taoism.

Zixiao Palace.

In Zixiao Palace, a white-haired Taoist sits on a cloud bed. The space in the palace is endless, containing a big world.

In the void in front of the Taoist, a phantom with a height of billions of feet suddenly rippled, as if the waves of the sky were coming, and the facial features that were already distinguishable were blurred again under the impact of this force.

The Taoist opened his eyes that had not changed for hundreds of millions of years, and murmured:

"External power?"

The next moment, his eyes were like two scorching suns, and a mysterious light shot towards the prehistoric with the might of the sky.

"See Daozu!"

All living beings prostrate under this power, and all saints kneel down to the ground.

This old man is Daozu Hongjun.

however.

This dark power is only born in a moment, but it disappears in a moment.

Hongjun's consciousness searched for a full quarter of an hour in the wilderness, but in the end he found nothing, Ning Mei withdrew his consciousness.

"The barriers of the Dao of Heaven are as hard as ever, and there is no trace of being broken through. How could there be forces from outside the territory appearing in the wilderness."

"What kind of power is it that can escape my divine sense?"

He grasped it with his fingers, deduced it several times, countless possibilities flowed through his fingertips, and finally saw rivers of time and space converging into one point. Just as his consciousness touched it, his consciousness was suddenly shocked and quickly retracted.

At that moment, Hongjun felt a force that wanted to pull his spiritual consciousness in.

"Where is this place, it can swallow the poor god's consciousness?"

"Pin Dao's spiritual sense has already joined the Dao, and it can be..."

After the words fell, he suddenly looked at the billions of feet of phantom in the sky, and stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"The catastrophe is approaching, and there are foreign forces intervening. I don't know if it will be good or bad."

He shook his head, closed his eyelids, half asleep and half awake, lying on the cloud bed, quietly separated a ray of consciousness, probed into the mysterious world he had just perceived, and muttered to himself:
"interesting."

After Hongjun's consciousness was withdrawn from the prehistoric world, all the saints stood up together, and they also frowned, trying to deduce the extremely strange power just now.

In the end nothing came of it.

33 In the outer sky, whispers came out.

"Could it be an illusion?"

……

Song.

Shouxian Palace.

Zishou saw Hong Yi walking out of the stone gate slowly, and at the same time a mysterious force centered on him, imprisoning all the causes and effects related to Hong Yi within a radius of a hundred miles.

At the same time, two more matters related to the prisoner's release came to mind.

One: when the sinner is released from prison, part of the authority of the ancient emperor prison will also come to this world to cover up the number of days for the sinner and the prison.

However, the range of cover is related to his cultivation.

now.

Zishou can only cover the number of days in a radius of a hundred miles.

Second: control the life and death of the sinner, and control the body of the sinner if necessary, and call him back to the cell at any time.

Zishou felt the power in his body originating from the Primordial Prison, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

This power can cover the sky, control Hong Yi's life and death, and send him in at any time.

Before Hong Yi came to Honghuang, he was always worried that the power level of the Primordial Prison would not reach the level of Honghuang, and he would be discovered by the saints.

It seems now.

His worries were superfluous.

He raised his head.

It was discovered that Xuan'ao's characters behind Hong Yi had also changed.

Sinner: Hong Yi

Temporary status: release
Countdown: one hour

Seeing that Hong Yi's expression was different, Zishou said:
"Fellow Daoist, how does it feel to be released from prison?"

Hong Yi put away the book, closed the folding fan, calmed down the shock in his heart, and said:

"The last time I was released from prison is still vivid in my memory."

"My lord, are you going to compose a poem about wine with me in this palace?"

Zishou smiled, looked to the north, and said:

"How can precious time once a month be wasted on such arty things."

"One who is useless is a scholar."

"Getting out of prison must be for killing people."

Feng Jiu was using her strength to repair the cup she had pinched into a ball, and was extremely speechless.

Getting out of prison is to be a good man.

If you get out of prison to kill people, you might as well stay locked up.

When Hong Yi heard the word murder, he immediately became interested and said with a smile:
"It seems that the prisoner has found his target?"

Zishou nodded and said:

"There are monsters in the North Sea, and they have their hands in the world, and each head is covered with the blood of the human race."

"They have committed a lot of crimes, so they should be beheaded."

"However, this time the release is mainly to measure the power levels of the two worlds. Let's take a look at the realm of the power of fellow daoists in the prehistoric world."

Hong Yi opened the folding fan, shook it, and said:

"It's not too late, let's go."

"The laws of one world are easier to comprehend in the killing."

Then he looked at Zishou's huge national destiny, and said in his heart:
"I want to see why a king whose national fortune can almost penetrate the other side can't practice."

Zishou nodded, and slapped Feng Jiu into the sky with a slap, and then a phoenix cry sounded in the air, and Feng Jiu transformed into a ghost car real body, with nine heads singing together, spreading his wings, and soaring up.

Zishou jumped up, his figure soared into the sky, rose above the starry night, and flew towards the North Sea stepping on Feng Jiu.

Hong Yi smiled when he saw this, and stepped forward, Chaoge City instantly turned into a black spot behind him.

The two of them were silent all the way, and most of the people passed by in an instant!

After a long time, it flew over Jizhou and went straight to Chongzhou.

Hong Yi walked in the air, not in a hurry, followed by Zishou's side and said:
"It's a pity that my strength is limited to within a hundred miles, otherwise I would tear the space apart in one step."

"like this."

Hong Yi smiled, stretched out his hands, and wanted to smash the void within a hundred miles, but his face changed...

"Ha ha……"

"The tenacity of this space barrier is somewhat unexpected."

He let out a haha, the body that shattered the vacuum and the soul of Yangshen fused together, bursting out an unparalleled terrifying power!
He burst out.

"open!"

The voice fell, and there was silence around.

Needle drop is audible.

Hong Yi's voice echoed within a hundred miles.

"Open...open..."

A gap was finally torn open in the space, but it was completely repaired soon.

Hong Yi's hands were trembling, and he was a son of luck who surpassed the Yang God, and he felt anemic at this moment.

He took a deep breath, retracted his hands, and said with strange eyes:

"As expected of Master Warden's original world."

"I'm mad."

Hong Yi then coughed with his hands behind his back:

"No wonder, there are only tens of millions of people in this world, and they can enshrine thousands of Yang Gods who have the potential to prove the Great Perfection."

"Compared with the prehistoric world, the Great Thousand World I live in is simply vulnerable."

"The strength of space is more than a thousand times stronger."

"I wonder if the other world we are looking for is here."

After speaking, he looked at Zishou and said:
"Master Prisoner, are you sure that the demon here can survive me?"

Zishou looked at Chongzhou in the distance, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoists are humble. In the prehistoric world, only after proving the Dao Da Luo can the space be torn apart. The realm below the Da Luo Jinxian requires the help of a magic weapon."

"In the prehistoric world, you will see many practitioners who are comparable to the sun gods, riding spirit beasts, stepping on flying swords, stepping on auspicious clouds, and walking in the sky."

"And you just tore open the space with your bare hands."

"Cultivation of Taoism and longevity are emphasized here. The ultimate pursuit of Qi refiners is always longevity and comprehension of the laws of heaven. Except for saints, they really rely on magic weapons to fight, and they are themselves a group of fighting scum."

"You are the overlord of one side of the world, with countless martial arts and combat skills, so don't underestimate yourself."

Hong Yi curled his lips. He was educated many years ago that the world is different from the world.

Still, he laughed.

"Being arrogant?"

"You're wrong, I can't wait."

After finishing speaking, he looked into the depths of the void and pondered:

"Captain, when I tore apart the space just now, I found that there are two kinds of forces that hinder me. One is the space itself, and this force is actually not strong. The other is the real resistance that hinders me."

"This force is like repression and detention, it makes this space almost indestructible..."

Hong Yi said lightly:
"This world may not be that simple. It is not a simple world, but full of unnatural laws..."

"It's like... the ancient imperial prison."

Zishou was taken aback when he heard the words, and muttered to himself.

"The Great Desolation is more like the Prison of the Primordial Emperor."

He didn't expect Hong Yi to come to this conclusion.

At this time.

He raised his head and looked ahead, Chongzhou City had already arrived.

Each of the monsters born with spiritual wisdom killed countless lives, and I don't know how many calamities can be eliminated for Hong Yi.

　ps: Important note.Next, we will enter the plot of Chongzhou. There are many settings that need to be added to this plot, which will make the plot not so compact and exciting. If you are not satisfied, you can skip it quickly, and the plot will be more exciting later.Kneeling and begging to follow up, give the author some fire to explode.

　
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