Prehistoric: Eliminate impurities and let the ancestral witches return to their ancestral Pangu

Kunpeng, who was killing all directions in the sky above the sun star, also noticed the movement in the prehistoric world.

At first glance, I couldn't help but gasped, and was also surprised: "Why did Hongjun go to the top of Buzhou Mountain? What did senior do behind the scenes, which made Hongjun look angry... "

This thought flashed through Kunpeng's mind, he didn't have to worry about Su Ming at all, and had absolute confidence in him.

The most urgent task right now is to capture the Yaozu Heavenly Court first!

Under the furious attack of Beiming Immortal Court, Zhou Tian's star array was crumbling and full of cracks. Even the saint's enchantment that Hongjun had arranged above the sun star was covered with dense cracks at this time. It is estimated that It won't last long either.

It won't be long before the Monster Race Heaven will fall!

At the time when the Yaozu Heavenly Court was alive and dead, only the leader of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was sitting on the Sun Star at this time. As for his elder brother Di Jun, he was nowhere to be found.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, in a certain dojo.

Fuxi was startled when he saw Hongjun's stalwart, and the supreme saint's Dharma body suddenly descended, and immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Sister, you are so confused! Before the Taoist ancestor attacked Buzhou Mountain, he reined in the precipice in time. Follow me to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon!"

After some conversation, I was extremely heartbroken!

Seeing this, in the dojo on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa was also frightened by Hongjun's menacing posture, her face paled in fright, and she kept tugging on her slender hand, which was already soaked with sweat!

He murmured softly in his mouth: "What should I do now?"

She wasn't afraid that Hongjun would threaten the personal safety of that senior, after all, Nu Wa had seen the power of the senior.

Although Hongjun is recognized as the most powerful person in the prehistoric world, that is just the blind bragging of ignorant beings.

Only Nuwa knows best in her heart, Hongjun is indeed powerful, but compared with a great saint...

Also like ants!

But what Nuwa is worried about is...

Once Hongjun personally takes action and takes her back forcibly, if that senior is alarmed and displeased.

In this way, all her previous beautiful dreams of transcending the way of heaven, proving the way of eternity, and becoming the maid of the seniors are likely to be in vain!

"Fellow Daoist Raise Your Eyebrows, stay on top of everything, so we can meet again in the future... Don't do anything too extreme!"

At this time, Hongjun was condescending, overlooking the mysterious dojo below indifferently, and said bluntly.

This sound is like the sound of Huang Zhong Dalu, suddenly echoing in the sky above the Dabuzhou Mountain.

There are many deep meanings in this sentence, which is thought-provoking.

"Raise your eyebrows? Could it be said that the mysterious strong man who lives in seclusion on the top of Buzhou Mountain is the most mysterious power in the prehistoric legends—the ancestor of Yangmei?!"

"Hiss! It's a big melon!"

"It's no wonder that Daozu Hongjun was forced to come to the door in person. It turned out to be Patriarch Yangmei!"

"It is rumored that Patriarch Yangmei is a strong man of the same era as Daozu Hongjun. His Taoism is unpredictable, and his whereabouts are secretive. The dragon sees the head but does not see the tail!"

"Presumably, the ancestor who raised his eyebrows has already stepped into the realm of a Hunyuan saint? The contest between two Hunyuan-level powerhouses... is really exciting!"

The prehistoric sentient beings are ignorant, and all the strange causes and effects of the past are connected together at once, making it look like the truth is revealed, which suddenly attracted the attention of countless prehistoric masters.

Even in the mysterious chaotic void plane, where the sacred ancestor Yangmei is trying to deduce the fluctuations of space law in the prehistoric world, some monks can't figure it out.

"This Hongjun...what the hell is going on? Why is he calling the ancestor's name to a mountain?"

The raised eyebrow patriarch cast a contemptuous look at Hongjun, who looked at Hongjun like a village guard, and immediately didn't bother to pay attention.

After this period of speculation, the ancestor Yangmei vaguely noticed a clue.

I probably also guessed that the reason why Hongjun came to him a while ago was probably related to the... looming aura fluctuation of the law of space in the prehistoric world!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Hongjun has been standing above the top of Buzhou Mountain, his eyes are sharp, and there is a cold killing intent all over his body.

However, there was no other action for a long time.

A pair of Dharma Eyes are always staring at the Buzhou Mountain Dojo, and the standing supreme Hunyuan-level formation is full of fear in their eyes.

"Another Hunyuan-level sword array? And... it is even more suffocating than Kunpeng's several Hunyuan-level arrays combined!"

Feeling that the Hunyuangeng Golden Sword Formation blessed in the dojo gave off an extremely terrifying dao rhyme, Hongjun couldn't help but gasped, and his expression gradually became dignified.

Now, he was even more puzzled...

Could it be that during the endless years when Patriarch Yangmei disappeared, not only did his Taoism reach the level of the Hunyuan Daluo Ninth Heavenly Layer, but also his attainments in formation techniques have reached such a terrifying level?

shouldn't be...

Perceived terrible fluctuations from Hunyuan Geng's golden sword array, so Hongjun didn't dare to act rashly.

He came here this time not to fight with Yang Mei, but to persuade Nu Wa to go back with him.

That's it!

"Rebel Nuwa, I will ask you one last time, will you go back to listen to the sermon with me?"

Another indifferent voice echoed in Nu Wa's ears.

It's just that at this time, Nuwa has no time to think about Hongjun's words, but is suddenly shocked by the mighty and terrifying momentum of Dijiang in the Tianhun Hall, breaking through the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jiang, you..."

Nuwa's delicate body trembled wildly, her almond eyes widened, as if she saw something extraordinary.

The ancestor Yang Mei seemed to have made the latest discovery, and immediately exclaimed: "It's been calculated! Such a powerful power of space law!"

"It's actually not weaker than the ancestor!"

"This is... the aura fluctuation of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?!"

A Hunyuan Daluo-level powerhouse in charge of the law of perfect space!

This is the secret that the ancestor Yangmei finally calculated!

Chapter 106 Longevity, Can the Ancestral Witch Say What He Says?

With Hunyuan Daluo Jiuchongtian's cultivation base, using the supreme supernatural power and secret method, it took a long time in the long river of time, and the ancestor Yangmei finally calculated a trace of the secret.

But, don't wait for him to be excited for a few seconds.

The next moment, the ancestor raised eyebrows suddenly frowned: "I didn't expect that the prehistoric world, which is a tiny place, hides a master of space law who is not weaker than the ancestor!? Weird!"

Until now, the ancestor Yangmei finally knew...

No wonder Hongjun always accuses him of "behind the scenes of the great desolation" and "disturbing the general trend of heaven" without any need for crimes.

there is only one truth!

It's on the top of Buzhou Mountain!

After calming down his thoughts, the hollow willow tree that had been hiding for an unknown amount of time in that mysterious and chaotic void plane was finally willing to move!

Tore apart layers of void planes, resolutely went to the prehistoric world, wanting to find out!

Hongjun also sensed that powerful and incomparably vast true meaning of the law of space, brazenly rising from the Buzhou Mountain Dojo.

But for some unknown reason, all kinds of majestic and terrifying momentum seemed to be covered by some kind of majestic and mysterious "Tao" and "Dharma", suppressing all the terrifying visions.

Even the fluctuation of the true meaning of the law of space is fleeting at this moment!

But even so, Hongjun can still see clearly!

His expression became more and more gloomy, his eyes glowed with a deep cold light, and his killing intent became stronger and stronger!

"Huh, raise your eyebrows, raise your eyebrows, you really are hiding on the top of Buzhou Mountain... Why hide your head and show your tail, you have already been exposed, let's have a good chat when we show up!"

Hongjun shook his head, teasing and ridiculing, as if "I have seen through everything long ago", and directed at the Buzhou Mountain Dojo below, he yelled loudly: "Nu Wa is the mysterious person appointed by the Dao of Heaven." Sage, don't waste your time trying to make wind and rain behind your back, it's not like you don't know the law of the irreversible and the irreversible..."

This burst of sound was as loud and loud as ever, like a billowing chaotic thunder, exploding in the Temple of Heavenly Soul.

However, Nu Wa and Di Jiang in the main hall were indifferent.

The former Nuwa, feeling the coercion of Hunyuan Daluo crazily raging all around, swept madly, and her mind was greatly shocked.

It goes without saying that Zuwu Dijiang has reached the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

However, she never thought of it...

How long has it been since the senior bestowed Pan Gu's blood marrow and the primordial purple energy to Di Jiang for cultivation?

Did Dijiang break through successfully and prove Hunyuan? ! !

Such a speed, if it is not seen with one's own eyes, no one will believe it even if it is spread!

It has to be said that the supernatural powers of that senior are simply beyond the imagination of ordinary ants!

Zuwu Dijiang was also very surprised and shocked by this.

However, under the good fortune of the predecessors, even the ancestral witch who was born with a lack of primordial spirit can develop a complete primordial spirit.

Helping him prove Hunyuan, in the senior's place...is simply a piece of cake.

With the help of Pangu's blood marrow, the majestic purple energy that is the foundation of sanctification, together with the Dao rhyme filled in the Temple of Heavenly Soul, and the vast and thick aura, with the blessing of all kinds of heaven-defying opportunities, if you can't quickly break through the realm of the Primordial Saint, then It really failed the good intentions of the predecessors! www.

Di Jiang seemed to be aware of it, and subconsciously cast his gaze outside the dojo, his eyes narrowed into slits, fixed on Hongjun's figure, and a stern look appeared on his face.

Thinking back to the past, the Houtu girl traveled hundreds of millions of miles, risking being swallowed by the chaotic gale, and enduring 3000 years of loneliness in the Zixiao Palace. Threatening that it is difficult for the Wu people to prove the way in this life.

Seeing Hongjun now, Di Jiangqi will not fight anywhere!

"Bold Hongjun, don't make a fuss in Buzhou Mountain Dojo!"

There was a loud explosion.

Di Jiang's big palm-like hand flipped over abruptly, and out of thin air, a large gleaming steel knife burst out, unparalleled in sharpness.

Raise your hand to tear apart layers of void.

At first glance.

But he saw a ten thousand zhang blade glow, blooming with endless blazing brilliance, which seemed to gather all the sharpness in the world, and it appeared above Hongjun's head out of thin air!

Brutally cut off the head and covered the face!

"Space Ancestral Witch...Di Jiang?!!"

Hongjun's eyes widened suddenly, and his expression suddenly turned cold. It was not because he was frightened by Dijiang's fierce attack, but because he saw the majestic Hunyuan Daluo on Dijiang himself, and the power behind him. The impressively ups and downs and rushing river of space law poured down mighty and mightily, it was shocking!

Hongjun couldn't believe it, Zu Wudi Jiang actually proved to be a Hunyuan sage! ?

At first, he thought it was his own illusion!

It wasn't until the...long river of space law that manifested behind Dijiang swept across the world here, that Hongjun believed it was true.

Now, while Hongjun was shocked, he did not forget to scold the ancestor Yangmei in his heart.

From his point of view, who else in the world... can make the ancestor Wu Dijiang's power of the law of space reach perfection so quickly, besides the ancestor Yangmei, the space demon god? ! !

However, Hongjun never thought of...

The layout and planning of the ancestor Yangmei is so unfathomable?

Unknowingly, the cultivation base of Zuwu Dijiang has been raised to the realm of a mixed primordial saint? ! !

Shock was shock, Hongjun looked at the sword light that was coming to him, but the three corpse gods were vaguely restless.

"Certainly!"

A simple word, but it contains the great power of the sixth heaven of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The sage's words follow the law, and every word and sentence can be turned into admonitions of the great way, life and death will seize everything.

When the word "fix" resounded here, a majestic mana of a saint swelled out from Hongjun's body crazily.

Imprison all time and space.

Suppress one side of the void.

Time stands still and freezes at this moment.

Hongjun's expression was extremely indifferent, and a bright light flashed quietly in his eyes, which seemed to be a little contemptuous and contemptuous.

Rao Zuwu stepped into the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, after all, he was just a reckless man who knew how to use brute force.

There is nothing to be afraid of!

Otherwise, he would not have asserted before that the Witch Clan was born with an incomplete primordial spirit, and it would be difficult to find a conclusion in this life.

No, looking around, Zu Wudi Jiang's burly body has been imprisoned by the mighty saint's mana.

The action is still in the posture of attacking with a knife, frozen in mid-air, motionless.