The gods of the gods

Hongjun nodded, without any change in expression, striding up to him, looking at him coldly and mercilessly.

"The right one?" He saw Hongjun's situation clearly at a glance, and after looking at it carefully, he looked at the seven saints again, and seemed to understand a little bit. "It should be related to you that they can become saints! I can feel your breath in them."

"A detached person? You shouldn't have come here!" Hongjun's words were very cold, with cold and meaningless emotions, and what he said made people feel cold and terrible.

"I think, therefore I am, and I can reach by thinking. I rule time and space, and control eternity. There is no place I can't or dare not go in the grand universe and the vast chaos. There are only places I don't want to go, and I don't want to go." His The voice is not loud, but it resounds in every corner of the prehistoric, giving people an indescribable domineering.

"I think, therefore I am, and I can achieve it by reading!" The sages of the heavens not only murmured to themselves, I am afraid that such abilities can only be possessed by detached people!

"Really?" Hongjun's expression was still indifferent, and he directly pressed down on him lightly with his palm, "But Honghuang is not the place you should come to."

"I don't think so!" An ancient magic mirror quietly emerged from behind him, and a light that reversed time and space and ruled the universe slowly lit up.

"Crack!" There was a crisp collision sound, and the two palms collided fiercely in the void. There was no power fluctuation, but everyone felt the entire prehistoric world trembling violently.This is because the two of them deliberately spread their power over the entire prehistoric world, otherwise their power would really erupt here, and most of the prehistoric world would be destroyed by them.

After a collision, Hongjun's figure disappeared without a trace again, and he sighed softly, "What a pity! This place is too far away from where I am, and the power cannot really descend. Otherwise, you must be the one who loses." !” While speaking, countless cracks on his body appeared rapidly, and spread to the whole body, but spread to every corner of the body in the blink of an eye.

"This world is very powerful and interesting, but it's a pity that it's too far away to come here in person, what a pity!" While speaking, countless golden light spots flew out of his body, but his figure completely collapsed in a moment, only A brand like a precious mirror flew out of it and landed on a Daluo Jinxian of the human race.

"Shua!" The big Luo Jinxian took over the brand of the precious mirror, a ray of golden light lit up in his eyes, he looked up at the saints of the heavens and the monster clan and said calmly, "This is the end of the matter here, the monster clan retreats , the human race will not expand outward for 10 years."

"Okay!" Di Jun held Tai Yi, and opened his mouth to agree to the matter, "Retreat!" With a wave of his big hand, he ordered the demon clan to retreat, and at the same time pulled Tai Yi back to the heaven.

"Brother, why do we have to retreat? That detached person has already been killed by the teacher, so what if there is still a brand left. At most, it can only have the power of a saint. Our demon clan has two saints?" Tai Yi was a little anxious road.

Di Jun shook his head slightly and said, "Two saints? Nuwa will not attack the human race for the sake of the monster race, and the Supreme Master will never watch us exterminate the human race. The Sanqingyi, Yuanyuan and Tongtian will also stand opposite us, This battle cannot be fought at all, otherwise it will definitely be our Yaozu who will lose, and that will only give the Wuzu a chance."

"I'm really not reconciled! The acquired race of the human race is not only loved by several saints, but even the existence beyond the chaos would be so partial to the human race. It's really incredible!" Tai Yi not only murmured, " Is it possible that there is something in the human race that we don't know, which is why so many existences value it?"

Di Jun didn't answer, because he also didn't know the reason, maybe the sage knew, maybe even the sage didn't know either.

With the end of the war between the human race and the monster race, the prehistoric world has regained its peace.

The monster race is recovering its vitality. After all, the last crazy counterattack of the human race has also caused huge damage to the monster race. Of the nearly ten million monster races that went out, only a few million came back, and the remaining half were all lost in that battle. among.

However, the massacre of the monster race by the monster race caused even greater damage to the human race. After experiencing this war of the monster race, there were less than one billion people left. One-thousandth of what it was before the catastrophe. If you want to recover your vitality, it will be difficult to recover without tens of thousands of years or even 10 years.

Chapter 1037

After the war between the Human Race and the Monster Race ended, the Great Desolation fell into peace again. The Monster Race plundered enough blood and souls of the Human Race. The sword is about to be refined.

"Boom!" Under the smelting of the vast amount of blood and soul of the human race, monstrous evil spirits surged in the heavens from time to time, countless innocent souls roared, and an extremely terrifying and ominous thing was forming, which could be broken. The terrifying weapon of the ancestral witch's body.

And in these peaceful years, a remarkable event happened in the prehistoric world, that is, Patriarch Styx wanted to imitate Empress Nuwa to make human beings holy and reshape a race called Asura.It's a pity that he didn't know that Empress Nuwa's creation of humans was more to prove her own Dao, so that although the race he created attracted the merits of heaven, it only improved part of his strength and did not allow him to successfully prove Dao .

After that, Styx established a great religion, using the twelve-grade karma fire red lotus as the treasure of the town religion, and the way of heaven made merit here.It's a pity that this only allowed Styx to break through the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, and there was still a huge gap between him and the Hunyuan saint who proved his way.

On the bank of the East China Sea, Haotian reopened the world he created, and his eyes looked in the direction of the human race complicatedly.He is naturally aware of the catastrophe of the human race, and he also has plans to take action.It's just that when he wanted to make a move, he was firmly locked in by several breaths, which were the warnings of other saints.

Obviously, they don't want Haotian to intervene in the catastrophe of the human race, and they also plan to use this catastrophe to cleanse Haotian's influence within the human race.

After all, for nearly 10 years, Haotian spread the orthodoxy among the human race, almost cutting off the way of other saints to preach.If they want to change this situation, the best way is to wipe out all the people in the human race who are biased towards Haotian, and the massacre of the race by the monster race is the result of their secret promotion.

Otherwise, if the Supreme Being sets up a human religion, only the stronger the human race, the more luck he will have, how can he just watch the human race being slaughtered by the monster race!

"Is the luck dispute so important to you?" Haotian sneered. In his opinion, luck is indeed a good thing to assist in cultivation. The more the better, the better.But those saints kept saying they were merciful, but they did something that violated their Dao heart. Sanctification was their limit.

"However, there are still tens of thousands of years before the decree made by the teacher. After tens of thousands of years, the lich will fight, and both clans will lose. At that time, it will be the time for me to respect the three realms of the emperor and establish the world. By then , I will justifiably control the Three Realms, if a saint wants to be on top of me, then don’t blame me for knocking you off.” Haotian clenched his fists with a sneer in his eyes.

Ever since Nu Wa created man and became a saint, he took the opportunity to understand the origin of the law of good fortune of Dzogchen, and the power of the Great Way has reached the level of the Hongmeng Great Way.And these years, the reason why he can't retreat is that he has put most of his energy into integrating the origin of the law of good fortune into his own grand avenue.

The Hongmeng Avenue is indeed a supreme avenue that transcends the heavens and worlds. Even the origin of the law of creation of Dzogchen is fused and digested by it under its continuous erosion.At this time, Haotian's Hongmeng Avenue has gone a step further, successfully reaching the level of a saint.

This time his breakthrough is no longer the holy realm that can be achieved by relying on the fusion and superposition of the three thousand laws of origin, but a real realm and strength comparable to that of a saint.It's just that the avenue of good fortune has been proved by Nuwa. Although he has the strength comparable to that of a saint, he has not obtained the immortal ability of a saint.

But this is enough for Haotian, what he lacks is not the ability of immortality, but the realm of a saint.Even if he is willing, he can launch a battle for the avenue against Nuwa right now, fight for the control of the avenue of good fortune, and become a real saint.

Of course, he wouldn't do that. Nuwa and the seven Heavenly Dao Saints were sanctified with the help of the Heavenly Dao.In other words, if Haotian wants to initiate a battle for the Dao, he is afraid that he will be directly countered by the Dao of Heaven. With his current strength against the Dao of Heaven, he may not even have a scum left.

"I won't start a dispute over the Dao, but it doesn't mean that I won't prove the Dao of the Hunyuan Saint. The three thousand rules belong to Hongmeng. I have three thousand paths to go, and with the addition of Hongmeng's Great Thousand Mirror, the Hunyuan Saint The realm will be broken through soon!" Haotian muttered to himself.

Chapter 1038

In the following days, the incarnation cut out by Haotian once again separated a few souls into the human race. Although he didn't care about the luck of the human race, he still didn't want the luck of the human race to be snatched away by the saints of the heavens. They will only be more difficult.

On the contrary, he robbed the luck of the human race and suppressed those saints by the way, so why not do something that kills two birds with one stone.

On this day, Haotian scanned the void with his eyes, suddenly he froze for a moment, and looked at a figure gradually approaching where the human race was, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. "Houtu, why did the Houtu of the Twelve Ancestral Witches come to the territory of the human race? Looking at her sad face, it is impossible..."

Haotian seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became serious, "There were rumors in the previous life that before the final battle of the Lich, Houtu felt that the creatures of the world had nowhere to go after death, and used his body to reincarnate, so that the creatures of the prehistoric world and the world To have the chance of reincarnation, so that the great cycle of heaven and earth can be completed, could it be at this time?"

"Body reincarnation, make up for the defects of heaven and earth, so that the laws of the prehistoric world will be more perfect, I am afraid that more saints will be born." Haotian's eyes shone brightly, "I am afraid that the land of reincarnation will be able to bear the burden in the future." Compared with the existence of the Heavenly Court, if I can obtain the authority of reincarnation, and then the authority of Heavenly Dao in the future, the two great authorities will be added to me, and the position of Heavenly Emperor will be as stable as Mount Tai, and no one can shake it."

"However, if you want to obtain the authority of the world of reincarnation from Houtu, you must come up with sufficient conditions. Houtu turns into reincarnation, and she is the master of the nether world. If she doesn't have enough benefits, how can she kill herself for no reason?" Divide away the authority." Haotian pondered, secretly thinking about how to impress Houtu.

On the other hand, Houtu walks on this wild land with a heavy heart. The monster races slaughtered the races in order to collect blood and souls, but the resentment of the death of trillions of human races permeates this vast wilderness On the earth, half of the prehistoric world was covered with blood, resentment was raging, and evil spirits howled, how sad!

"The vast earth bears all things. Since the creation of the heaven and the earth by the Father God, I don't know how many creatures and powerful people have perished." Houtu's mind merged with the earth. In addition, it is also felt that in the deepest part of the earth, there are countless souls after death wandering around, with nothing to rely on, turning into a monstrous resentment covering the prehistoric world.

"The prehistoric world is vast and boundless. Hundreds of millions of souls fall every moment. After their death, their souls have nowhere to go. They cannot be detached, and they will only radiate huge resentment. If this continues, in this boundless resentment, I'm afraid There will be terrible changes, and sooner or later a terrible disaster will result if this continues!" Thinking of this, Houtu frowned, and unconsciously showed a serious expression on his face.

"Father God created the heavens and created the world, and only then did we have the prosperous prehistoric world. How could I just stand by and watch such a tragedy happen!" Such a thought flashed through Hou Tu's mind, and the compassion in his heart flourished.At this moment, what she was worried about was no longer just the Wu Clan, but also the common people in the entire prehistoric world.

"I want to change this situation, completely eliminate this threat, so that the merits of God the Father can last forever! Let all living beings in the world have a chance!" With this thought in mind, Houtu began to walk in the prehistoric, with her plan With the strength of the late saint, it is easy to find the source of these resentments.

The Nether Blood Sea is where the origin of the negative sources of the prehistoric world gathers, and all the resentment, bad luck, evil spirit, and death in the prehistoric world gather here invisibly.

Since the creation of heaven and earth, there has been no place of reincarnation. After the death of living beings, wronged souls and ghosts are also instinctively drawn to gather in the sea of ​​blood.These ghosts were useless at first, but later Patriarch Styx gathered these ghosts together, and wanted to follow the example of Nu Wa in creating a human being to reshape a race, so he used these ghosts to shape the Asura tribe.

I don't know when, Houtu came before the Nether Blood Sea, and watched the countless ghosts in the blood sea being absorbed by the formation arranged by Styx, struggling and howling in it, and were soon completely crushed by the big formation and turned into pure souls. The force sank into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and the compassion in Houtu's eyes became even stronger.

"Is this the destination of all living beings? No, it shouldn't be like this. These creatures are already dead, but their consciousness will be obliterated. How innocent!" Houtu couldn't help but two lines of tears fell from his eyes, "How should I go? Only by doing this can we really save them?"

Chapter 1039 The Lack of Heaven and Earth

"If you want to save them, you need to pay a huge price!" A faint voice sounded in Houtu's ear, causing Houtu's expression to change slightly.

In order to perceive the source of resentment and evil energy between heaven and earth, she fits the earth, surpassing the quasi-sage in perception, but the person who comes can easily reach her without being discovered by herself. Obviously, the strength of the other party is beyond imagination.

But after seeing the person coming, Houtu knew that it was normal for him not to find him. "So it's Daoist Brother Haotian, long time no see!" As Haotian, who was once able to fight against the real body of Pangu, who could form a combination of twelve ancestor witches, Houtu naturally knew that the opponent's strength was unfathomable, not much inferior to the saint.

"It's really been a long time!" Haotian nodded slightly. Since the Lich War, they haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Brother Haotian said that there is a price to be paid for rescuing these innocent souls. I wonder what the price is?" Houtu looked at Haotian, and she saw the countless innocent souls.

Haotian said slowly, "The Great God Pan Gu opened up the prehistoric world and created everything in the world, but the prehistoric world he opened up is not perfect."

"Imperfect?" Houtu couldn't help muttering to himself, "Is the imperfect place related to these ghosts and ghosts?"