The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 418 Fits Heaven?Pindao wants him to return to chaos!
In the land of the six realms of reincarnation, Empress Houtu naturally sensed the great change in the way of heaven. She gritted her teeth and was about to go to the battlefield, but she was suddenly surprised that she was trapped in the land of the six realms of reincarnation and could not go out!
Once I forcibly go out, the six reincarnations will collapse like a lack of support, and I will die immediately!
What happened to the prehistoric world?
Wa Palace and Empress Nuwa were also dumbfounded.It was originally just a battlefield on earth, and the disciples of the three religions, Interpretation, Intervention, and Western Religion, have ended their Conferred God Calamity, but now they have developed to the point of exterminating the world?

If it weren't for the Taishang Shengren's quick reaction, I'm afraid that the Great Desolate Land would really be completely shattered by the Master Tongtian.

But at this time, Empress Nuwa also had an inexplicable haze in her heart, her face was cloudy and uncertain, and she left Wa Palace and went to the prehistoric land.

"Tongtian, wake up! Wake up!"

Under the suppression of the four Heavenly Dao Saints, Master Tongtian's movements were restrained, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, not even half the clarity of a saint, and his mana was still swaying violently.

The Taishang Shengren's face was full of coldness, and he figured out the cause and effect in just a moment.Under the various coquettish operations of explaining teaching, cutting teaching and Western teaching, coupled with some inexplicable pushers, it has led to the current situation.

The situation collapsed too quickly!
Obviously Pangu Sanqing was still discussing how to deal with Hongjun Daozu's black hand, but in a blink of an eye, the situation reached the most dangerous moment, and even the Supreme Saint was not ready.

It can only be said that this time Pangu Sanqing's plan was completely defeated by the hearts of the people.

Yuanshi Tianzun originally wanted to take advantage of it, and the leader of Tongtian also planned to suspend fighting during the calamity, but both the western sect secretly contributed to the flames, and the second and fifth disciples in the sect had their own thoughts, and the result was so tragic in an instant. situation.

Magical powers and schemes are not against the enemy's heart!

The Supreme Sage let out a foul breath, and he didn't bother to blame Yuanshi Tianzun or the two Western Saints, trying hard to wake up the leader of Tongtian. Now only the Sanqing teamed up to have a slight chance of turning things around.

But suddenly, there was a loud shout in the sky: "Fool, don't wake up yet!"

As the voice fell, I saw a thin old man riding ten thousand acres of Qingyun falling from the sky amidst the purple air all over the sky.

Daoist Hongjun came to the prehistoric world!
But what is surprising is that at this time all the saints on the field did not salute their teacher. The Taishang Saint and Yuanshi Tianzun had gloomy faces, and even the two Western Saints felt that something was wrong. They glanced at each other and stood faintly on Sanqing's side .

Daoist Hongjun was not angry either, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly, and the master of Tongtian sect suddenly burst out four innate murderous auras that were extremely pure and extremely pure, and he did not enter the void Zhuxian sword formation without a trace.

And Tongtian Sect Master had to regain his clarity, with black hair hanging down his hair, looking around with an ugly face, livid, and shouted in a low voice: "Hongjun, you are really a good teacher of the poor!"

At this time, the leader of Tongtian didn't know that Hongjun Daozu had tampered with the Zhuxian sword formation, and it was probably the same in the Pangu banner.

The Taishang Saint sighed helplessly. Seeing Daozu Hongjun's indifferent appearance, not to mention his appearance in the prehistoric world, and pointing to the leader of Tongtian, he knew that he and others had already lost, and there was no way to stop Daozu Hongjun from fitting in. Way to go.

Hongjun Daozu's current demeanor is not arrogance, but a self-confidence that no one can shake the sky.Pangu Sanqing thought he was a genius, but he suffered a crushing defeat in the hands of Daoist Hongjun.

Hearing the inquiry from Master Tongtian, Daoist Hongjun clicked his tongue, and said lightly: "The poor Taoist almost fell into the hands of the great god Pangu, his body was completely destroyed, and he struggled to seek the Tao. In the end, he repaid his grievances with virtue, and not only helped you achieve sainthood He also gave all the innate treasures that the sages covet to the descendants of Pangu. Do you think the poor are stupid, or you are stupid?"

Sanqing sage heard the faint ridicule in Hongjun Daozu's words, his face was cloudy and cloudy, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura, which made the void tremble. Even the second Western sage on the side had a very unfriendly expression, and a cold light flashed in his eyes .

Daozu Hongjun What does this mean? !

Before it was over, Daoist Hongjun sighed leisurely: "Pangu Banner, Zhuxian Sword and other top-level innate killing treasures are rare treasures even in the chaos. You use them so hard, but after all, you are also helping you as a teacher." Pindao is also somewhat grateful for your great help. Pindao asks you again, do you still want to be good disciples of the teacher? Nuwa, come out too."

The void in the distance was slightly rippling, and Empress Nuwa came out with an unkind expression, and stood with the other saints, looking at each other.

With rare anger on his face, the Taishang Saint said in a cold voice: "Hongjun, if you win, you win, but if you want to fit in with the Tao, you have to ask us if we agree. Do you have any means to use it?" , why bother to say so much, to make Pindao look down on you!"

Daozu Hongjun showed a playful smile on his face, and when he turned his hand, a small yellow leather gourd appeared in his palm. Although it was ordinary, it made the six sages of heaven slightly uneasy, as if there was something terrifying in it .

"This gourd contains the Meteor Saint Pill. As for the effect, hey, it can knock down your Hunyuan Sacred Heart from the Dao of Heaven, and no longer connect with the Dao of the Desolate Heaven. You can swallow it one by one, The poor way can also take you out of the prehistoric way."

Hongjun Daozu smiled slightly, as if he was waiting for the choice of the six heavenly saints.

"Bah!" Tongtian Cult Master spat, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and cursed: "Hongjun, so what if you plan for thousands of years! If you want such a simple fit with the Dao of Heaven, you have to ask the young man in the hand of the poor Taoist for help." Ping Jian promises or not!"

The master of Tongtian religion flipped his hand, lifted Qingping sword lightly, and stared coldly at Daozu Hongjun, not retreating half a step.

But Hongjun Daozu was neither angry nor anxious when he saw this scene. Instead, he shook his head and asked in a strange tone: "Tongtian, the channel is also a little curious. Who told you that the poor should fit the prehistoric way of heaven?" ?

Now the prehistoric way of heaven is already like this, and the poor way fits this kind of way of heaven, not to mention that it has lost its status in vain, and it has also put a shackle on itself, so that it cannot be free.

I reward you with the Falling Saint Pill to save your life.You are also considered the only essence left in the prehistoric world, and the poor do not want to see you fall together with the prehistoric world.One last question, do you eat it or not? "

Daoist Hongjun doesn't want to fit into the Dao of Heaven?Are we mistaken?So what is he trying to do?

The Taishang sage shuddered, and shouted in a deep voice: "Hongjun, why do you need to lie now, it's just been done once, why don't you dare to admit it! Then tell me, what do you want to do!"

What is intended?

Daoist Hongjun looked at the sky slightly with his hands behind his back, and sighed softly: "It's nothing, I just want the prehistoric world to return to chaos."

(End of this chapter)