Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

"Luo Hu was repelled and was seriously injured. He could not recover for hundreds of millions of years. The Demon Dao attacked and lost again. This time, I, Honghuang, won a big victory again."

Everyone happily told the result of the battle between Xuan Gui Dao and Demon.

Xuangui was stunned for a while, and finally heaved a long sigh.

"It's a pity that I, the old turtle, couldn't see that scene."

Monkey King held the golden cudgel unwillingly.

"It's a pity that in the end, Na Luohu escaped. During the last battle between Dao and Demon, Na Luohu left a prophecy, saying that the Dao is one foot tall, and the Demon is one foot tall. In the future, will it invade our Great Desolation? "

Sun Wukong's words made all the saints and Hunyuan silent, and felt a huge sense of crisis at the same time.

That's right, Luo Hu is no longer the one who fought between Taoism and demons hundreds of millions of years ago.

Now, he is the reincarnation of the Demon God of Destruction, holding the world-destroying treasure in his hand, the world-destroying Great Mill.

It was the peak period of the Destroyer Demon God, but he had a half-step cultivation base.

In case of a comeback at that time, with the power of the prehistoric saints and Hunyuan, they will definitely not be able to resist.

Chen Xuanji wasn't worried on his face, he flipped his palm, and a drop of black demonic blood appeared on his palm.

In Chen Xuanji's palm, the devil's blood was still wriggling, as if it had a huge life and vitality.

"Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, a drop of Rahu's blood essence is in my hand. I can use this to calculate his position. I don't believe that he can resist it even though he is seriously injured."

Hong Huang waved his hand, "Luo Hu's injuries are very serious, and he will never recover in tens of thousands of years. Right now, let's focus on the post-disaster reconstruction work."

All the saints, Hunyuan was taken aback, and then swept towards the devastated wild land.

A battle between dao and demons almost plowed Honghuang back and forth from the inside out several times.

The aftermath of mana shook the nine heavens and ten places, destroying an unknown number of buildings, caves, and ashrams.

Later, Chen Xuanji opened up the heavens and the earth with his unrivaled magic power, and with the help of the power of the sky-opening Xuanhuang, the three realms merged into one.

It turned into a prehistoric world again, and even 33 days were shattered.

Although Honghuang has expanded several times, innate spiritual energy has flooded into Honghuang again.

But the subsequent post-disaster reconstruction work is still extremely arduous.

Soon, all the saints and Hunyuan left one by one, and even Daozu Hongjun returned to Zixiao Palace to recover from his injuries.

He handed over the prehistoric authority of heaven, and now his strength is no longer Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal, but has fallen to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Ninth Heaven.

This time when he returns to Zixiao Palace, he also wants to comprehend the method of proving the Tao in the inner world, and re-certify the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal.

Soon, at the same place, only the Hunyuan of Jiejiao's lineage was left.

Tongtian, Xuangui, Liuer, Monkey King, and Chen Xuanji himself.

Chen Xuanji was the first to say to the leader of Tongtian Cult, "Master, I'm going to Pangu Palace. You guys should go back to Jin'ao Island first."

In Pangu's heart, there is an eternal will that will last forever.

Chen Xuanji happened to have some questions, so he wanted to ask Pangu Xinxin.

"it is good."

Master Tongtian didn't say much, but with a thought, he took Monkey King and others back to Jin'ao Island.

After Master Tongtian left, the figure of Hou Tu who had just left slowly appeared again.

Her beautiful eyes fell on Chen Xuanji with a strange expression.

"Fellow Daoist has supreme magic power, can you help me revive the ancestral witches?"

Back then when the Lich fought, at a critical moment, Houtu transformed into the six realms of reincarnation and created the underworld.

As a result, the Wu Clan was unable to display the full version of the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation at the last moment, and finally died in the battle with the Yao Clan.

This incident is a lifetime pain in Hou Tu's heart, apart from allowing the Wu Clan to thrive in the Netherworld.

The resurrection of the Eleven Patriarchal Witches is also the goal pursued diligently by Hou Tu.

"Okay, after I talk to the Great God Pangu, I will go to the Netherworld to find you."

"Then thank you, fellow daoist."

Houtu cupped his hands, his figure turned into foam and slowly dissipated.

Not a moment had passed since Houtu disappeared, the demon emperor Lu Ya pierced through the void and appeared in front of Chen Xuanji. Suddenly, an incomparably fiery aura rushed towards his face, "Lu Ya, please help fellow daoists."

Houtu has the heart knot of Houtu, and Luya also has Luya's unwillingness.

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, during the Lich War, the nine brothers were lured out of Tanggu by Zhunti, and fell into the hands of the witch clan, and then the Lich War broke out.

Father Emperor Jun and uncle Donghuang Taiyi all fell in that battle, and that battle became an eternal pain in Lu Ya's heart.

Chen Xuanji smiled wryly. Originally, Houtu and Lu Ya's cultivation was enough to summon the true spirits of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi from the long river of the prehistoric heaven.

But no matter what, he directly refined the ancient way of heaven, and everything became his own business.

"When I return from Pangu Palace, I will help you."

Chen Xuanji didn't hesitate, and directly agreed. As for the resurrection of the Eleven Patriarchal Witches, Emperor Jun, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the two clans of the Lich would fight again, and they would live and die, but Chen Xuanji didn't think so.

Today's prehistoric era is already the age of all saints and Hunyuan.

Even if the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi were resurrected, they would at most be quasi-sages.

He is no longer the strongest in the first sequence of the prehistoric world.

In addition, with Hou Tu and Lu Ya present, even if the Eleven Ancestral Witches, Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi want to start a war again, they may not be able to do so.

After seeing Hou Tu and Lu Yao away, Chen Xuanji had a thought and disappeared from the place in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had arrived at the Buzhou Mountain ruins, where the Pangu Hall was buried.

After refining Honghuang and proving the Tao of Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal Peak, Chen Xuanji can come to any place in Honghuang with a single thought, without any hindrance, even stronger than Pangu Palace, it can't stop him at all.

The Pangu Temple is as deep and mysterious as it was hundreds of millions of years ago, exuding an eternal aura.

Eternal years have passed, but it still cannot make any changes, as if it exists forever.

As if sensing Chen Xuanji's aura, the Pangu Hall made a creaking sound and slowly opened to both sides.

Chen Xuanji stepped in, and inside the Pangu Hall, the furnishings were the same as before.

It's just that in mid-air, there was a red, red, beating heart.

It was Pangu's heart, and there was a mysterious aura constantly flowing from Pangu's heart.

Connecting every part of the Pangu Palace and maintaining the operation of the Pangu Palace.

"Buzz!"

As if feeling Chen Xuanji's aura, Pangu's heart throbbed again.

At the same time, a huge sigh came out, and a smell of time came to his face.

Chen Xuanji straightened his face, and cupped his hands towards Pangu's heart.

"Junior Chen Xuanji has met the Great God Pangu."

"Buzz!"

Pangu's heart vibrated even more violently. The next moment, a dark yellow light flew out of the heart and formed a projection on the heart.

What kind of projection is that, with a boundless body and a square face.

His eyes were as deep as the starry sky and the sea, and he looked at Chen Xuanji lightly.

He was wearing coarse linen clothes, holding an ax in his hand, and the aura all over his body was extremely heavy!
It's like a mountain, no, a world standing in front of you.

Chen Xuanji is now at the peak of Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal.

But even so, in front of a projection from Pangu, he still felt incomparably insignificant.

It's as if there is no level of existence between the two parties.

Chen Xuanji was even more in awe. A half-step Daoist, after hundreds of millions of years of death, still has such coercion.

Based on this calculation, I am afraid that there is a gap between the quasi-sage and Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The gap between himself and Banbu Daodao is not as big.

"Fellow Taoist can make great progress in the ancient world, reach the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Fairyland, and repel the invasion of destruction. His qualifications are truly unparalleled."

The figure spoke slowly, with a smile on his face, he looked at Chen Xuanji lightly.

"God Pan Gu is very polite."

Chen Xuanji cupped his hands with a very humble attitude.

Great God Pangu looked at the endless confusion on Chen Xuanji's face and couldn't help but smile.

"You must have many doubts in your heart, feel free to ask, the power in Hongmeng Daoyuan is about to be exhausted, and I won't be able to wake up for long."

"Origin of Hongmeng Dao?"

Chen Xuanji's heart froze, he didn't care about thinking, and asked quickly.

"I want to know, are there any true Dao realm monks in the chaos?"

Pangu shook his head, "There are no Dao monks in the chaos, but in that distant Hongmeng era, there was a real Dao realm!"

"The Hongmeng Era?"

Chen Xuanji's heart shook violently and he continued to ask.

"I dare to ask the Great God Pangu, what does the Great Dao Realm represent, and what does the Hongmeng Era mean?"

Chen Xuanji only knew about Pangu and the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, all of whom were born from Chaos. As for the word "Hongmeng Era", he had never heard of it.

"The Grand Dao Realm cannot be said, cannot be spoken, and cannot be described. It is far better than the Hunyuan Promise Golden Immortal. If I say it now, it will be harmful and not beneficial to you. As for the Hongmeng Era, there are Dao Realm monks. If I mention it, it will be in an instant. It will also be sensed by them, for you now, it is not necessary."

Pan Gu continued to shake his head. When he spoke, the projection flickered. Obviously, just like what Pan Gu said, the power of the primordial source is about to be exhausted.

Chen Xuanji's heart was shocked, half a step up the road to Pangu, it was already so terrifying.

How far should a real Daoist be, he continued to ask.

"The Great God Pan Gu opened the sky back then, but in order to perfect his own Dao and prove the Supreme Dao?"

"The Great Dao Realm is far away, and can only be born in the era of grandmist. Even if I succeed in opening the sky, I will not be able to prove the way. I can only increase my strength a little bit, and at the same time win a place to enter the era of grandmist."

"In this case, why did God Pan Gu kill three thousand Chaos Demon Gods for no reason?"

Some people say that Pangu opened the sky to prove the Tao and threatened the three thousand demon gods of chaos, so Pangu killed the three thousand demon gods to prove the Tao.

But after Chen Xuanji practiced to Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal, he didn't think so.

The Three Thousand Demon Gods of Chaos represent the Three Thousand Ways of Chaos, and are the basis for the formation of Chaos and the world.

Pangu Kaitian has nothing to do with the three thousand demon gods of chaos.

Even if Pan Gu opened the sky and proved the Tao, the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods can also learn from Pan Gu and open the sky to prove the Tao.

But Pangu didn't give them a chance at all. Instead, he used his supreme magic power to kill three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

What does this mean? It means that Pangu’s killing of three thousand Chaos Demon Gods is a very abnormal thing.
"Three thousand Chaos Demon Gods?"

For the first time, Pangu projected seriousness on his face.

"Countless years ago, before I opened the sky, a secret realm appeared in the chaos. It was rumored that it contained the treasure of the Hongmeng era. It attracted three thousand chaos demon gods at once. After they explored it, they discovered that they had been deceived. .”

"The things in the secret realm are not bad products of the Hongmeng Era, but they are the pollution produced in the Hongmeng Era."

"Except for Yangmei, Yinyang, Qiankun, Destiny, Time, Years, Destruction and a few top Chaos Demon Gods, all the rest are polluted by weird things."

"If I don't kill him, then the whole Chaos will be robbed. Out of helplessness, I can only take action, kill them, and return to the Three Thousand Ways of Chaos."

"It was so"

Thousands of sighs flashed through Chen Xuanji's heart, but he ignored the sighs in his heart and continued.

"Then what happened to the quota you had advanced to enter the Hongmeng Era?"

"Countless epochs ago, for unknown reasons, the Primordial Age suddenly passed away, and the strongest who can be born in the chaos is only half a step forward."

"But later, the Hongmeng Era suddenly appeared in the chaos, and left ten Hongmeng Tokens, and explained that every one hundred epochs, the strongest Half-Step Avenue monk in the chaos can enter the Hongmeng Era."

"Back then, it was just to fight for this thing that I opened the sky to increase my strength."

Pan Gu projected a smile, and with a palm of his hand, a black token blocked by countless black and yellow qi appeared in his palm.

Even through countless black and yellow auras, Chen Xuanji could feel it.

The terrifying aura from the token made Chen Xuanji's soul tremble.

"There are still ten epochs left. The next Chaos Battlefield will be opened again. You should keep this token and be sure to win the place to enter the Hongmeng Era when the Chaos Battlefield opens next time. Only then can you finally..."

Great God Pangu paused word by word, solemnly exhorted, and when he reached the last sentence, he finally couldn't hold on, and the projection collapsed.

A blood-red heart was no longer beating, and a sense of death came to his face.

At the same time, a transparent stone slowly rolled down from the heart.

Chen Xuanji reached out and picked up the transparent stone, and a breath of immortality came to his face.

"Could this be what God Pangu said, the origin of the primordial dao?"

Even though the power in the transparent stone has been exhausted, Chen Xuanji can still feel the terrifying power contained in this stone.

"Great God Pangu fell into a deep sleep, perhaps because of the exhaustion of the primordial dao source. If there is a chance to find it in the future, God Pangu may wake up one day."

With a thought, Chen Xuanji put away the primordial dao source, looked at the Pangu heart, and began to meditate.

The conversation with Pan Gu this time, although he solved many doubts in his heart, but in return, it was more doubts.

Why did the Hongmeng era pass away?

Why are there no powerful people in the Great Dao realm in the chaos?
Is the Great Realm the end of practice?
By the way, the most important thing is the time of those ten epochs.

An era is 12 years.

Ten epochs is more than 100 million years, that is to say, there are still more than 100 million years before the chaos battlefield will open. (end of this chapter)