The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 408 The end of the era

Not only all the great powers in the world were shocked, but the saint was also slightly shocked.

If all the great powers are just shocked, then the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas will be angry and dare not speak.Zhen Yuanzi classified all the gods in charge of mountains, rivers, lakes and rivers into the earth immortals, which directly refuted the rights of the dragon clan to seal the water god Dragon King on the earth, and even touched the interests of their dragon clan.

But the Dragon Clan dare not speak.

Not only the dragon clan, but also other powers whose interests have been violated, can only swallow their anger and dare not speak out.

Because they couldn't afford to offend Zhen Yuanzi.I couldn't afford to provoke them in the past, and I can't afford to provoke them even more in the future.

Zhen Yuanzi was once one of the three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace, a quasi-sage and great power, with a book from the ground and a ginseng fruit tree in his hand.

With the book in hand, standing on the ground, the defense is unparalleled.

With the ginseng fruit tree in hand, all the great powers in the world and the earth can be friends with it.

Even if the ancient monster clan, the Eastern Emperor, who was known as the No. 1 monster clan under the saints at that time, attacked Longevity Mountain in person, they did not break through.Few people know the strength of Zhen Yuanzi, but no one will provoke him easily.

Now, no one will be provoked.The status of the ancestor of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortal, traveled the prehistoric times, no one was disrespectful, and no one was disrespectful. The ancestor of one way, in terms of the status of heaven and earth, is only three points lower than the status of a saint.

The prehistoric land has returned to peace, only because at the end of the calamity of time, even the major forces dare not start to compete for those vacant lands of interest.

Between the three saints, there was nothing to say for a while.

There is indeed nothing to say, the friendship is long gone.The victory and defeat have also been divided.The only thing is Yuanshi's heart is sad, and he mourns against the sky. The sky abandons him.

There was a pause between heaven and earth for a moment, and an old man in gray robe appeared next to the three saints.

Sansheng was startled, bowed his waist and saluted, and said, "Teacher!"

He is Hongjun Daozu.

When he appeared, the world was the same, and all life was the same.

At this time, Hongjun is the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao of Heaven exists in every place in the world. Hongjun's appearance is just the manifestation of the Dao of Heaven hidden in every place.

Hongjun's face is even more plain than Lao Tzu's, and he will never be moved.

The sage salutes, and all those who see Hongjun do not salute.

After many years, Hongjun finally reappeared in Honghuang.

Qing Luo bent down to salute, and a voice came from his ear during the salute: "In a thousand years, until Zixiao."

If there is a thunder in his heart, although the voice is flat, it can never be wrong, it is the words of Daozu Hongjun!Arriving at Zixiao, Zixiao Palace, a guide appeared in Qing Luo's mind, pointing to Zixiao Palace deep in the chaos.

Qing Luo's face remained the same, none of the disciples around him had heard the words of the Taoist ancestor, and he would not let others know what he and the Taoist ancestor said.

It seems that I, the son of Daoxuan, finally understand everything!

Nuwa once said that everything is clear about the quasi-sage, and Kong Xuan also said that everything is clear, and now it will finally be clear!

Qing Luo's heart was not as chaotic or disturbed as imagined.He has long regarded himself as a prehistoric man, he has integrated into this prehistoric, he is the creature of prehistoric.

Qing Luo only has expectations in her heart, and she understands many causes and effects and reasons.

After seeing the three disciples saluting, Hongjun spoke flatly and even indifferently, and said: "Since the victory of the calamity has been divided, the winner will be named the god."

Yuan Shi nodded sadly and said no more.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Although Tongtian won, he was not happy.

After Hongjun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and above Xiqi, the Conferred God List rose.

The radiance of the book of heaven illuminates the sky and the earth.The list of gods flew up slowly, from Xiqi to Chaoge, from Western Zhou to Dashang, from Chan to Jie, and from west to east.

The list of gods flew up, the whip in Jiang Ziya's hand rose, and all the gods and spirits in Xiqi's gods' platform were also extradited to the east by the list of gods.

Under the great sun, the list of conferred gods is at the front, followed by a group of immortals and true spirits, from west to east.

Countless immortals are watching, the list of gods belongs to the winner after all!This is the victory of Jiejiao Wanxian, and the defeat of explaining education!
The list of gods fell on Chaoge's table of gods, and the list of gods stood opposite the list of kings.Both rankings were in full bloom at the same time, the dragon of Zhongzhou Shending Luck flew into the sky, and the Kyushu Shenlong flew into the sky and entered the list of gods.

The luck of humanity poured into the list of gods and into the whip of God.In the Nine Heavens, the luck of the heavens is endless, and it is also introduced into the list of gods and the whip of the gods.

The king of men conferred the list of gods, his mission was completed, and he turned into flying ashes and scattered.

At this time, the list of the gods and the whip are the real list of the gods and the whip.

The list reflects the righteous gods of the heavens, and the whip pulls the godheads of the heavens.

The cloud of calamity that had enveloped the world for nearly 20 years began to dissipate, slowly dissipating.The murderous intent of the world is all because the glory of the list of gods and the whip of the gods began to dissipate.

Countless immortals all wept with joy, the boundless calamity of life and death is finally coming to an end!

Twenty years of time here, to the immortal, is like a lifetime away.

Countless immortals either died on the battlefield of the calamity, or died outside the calamity.Died in the battle of immortals, died of karma, died of scheming, died in the battle of sects, died in fighting for treasures, and died in killing with hatred. . .

Measuring Calamity is the stage for great supernatural powers. Although it is dangerous, it can show off its elegance, look down on the world, and win the battle without a hitch.

Calamity is a disaster for ants and monks. Although they are blessed, they are full of dangers and murderous intentions. They die in the vast expanse, turning into flying ashes and no one knows, and their souls are scattered without pity.

The suppression of the calamity began to dissipate, and the supernatural powers of the immortals returned to the past.

At this moment, there are countless immortals breaking through the realm, looking for opportunities, surviving from death, and advancing on the road again!

In the Nuwa Temple in the southwest, a ray of brilliance soared into the sky, and 36 Dinghai God Beads burst into light.

The sky is blue, the water is the sea, the sky and the sea are one, and the sky and the sea rise up, and the supernatural powers are accomplished.The spiritual energy in the sky and the earth is surging, and the wind and clouds are turbulent for thousands of miles. The tide is like an ocean wave, and the waves rise and fall, but they end.

A figure walked out of the sea of ​​sky, holding a jewel in one hand and a spirit pocket in the other, with a compassionate expression, feeling the suffering of all beings.

In the long river of fate, there are countless true spirits rising. With the momentum of the long river of fate, the final moment of the tide of this era rides the wind and waves.

Amidst the sky full of spiritual energy and tides, and the breakthrough of one monk after another, Hongjun left with the three saints.

In the era of conferring gods and calamities, countless immortals were buried with him, and there were countless immortals who became enlightened, and the sky was full of colorful flowers to bid farewell to!

This grand scene of the breakthrough of the Ten Thousand Immortals is the last glory of this era, and it is also a farewell to this era and an expectation for the next era.

All the saints left and passed through the cloud, only to explain and cut off the immortals of the Second Sect.

Nanji Xianweng looked at the Jiejiao immortals, sighed, and left with the Xianjiao immortals.

Disciples are like teachers, Yuanshi sages will not give up, and neither will they.There are no false compliments, no silly scene words, only a silent exit.

(End of this chapter)