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

Chen Xuanji thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with anything.

As soon as he thought about it, the peak mana of Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal was pulled out from his body like strands, and wrapped around Pangu's heart.

Then carefully seal up Pangu's heart.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, Pan Gu made a move and beheaded three thousand demon gods. Although there was a reason for the incident, he still forged a great enmity with all the Chaos demon gods.

He had to seal Pangu's heart and prevent its breath from leaking out. Otherwise, those demon gods who had not yet fallen would definitely come to seek revenge after licking their wounds for hundreds of millions of years. What should we do then?
After sealing up Pangu's heart, Chen Xuanji left Buzhou Mountain with a thought, and then came to Netherworld.

No, the Netherworld at this time can no longer be another realm.

Chen Xuanji imitated Pan Gu, opened up the world and expanded the prehistoric world to another scale.

At this time, the Netherworld is located under the earth, forming a space of its own, with the same layout as before.

Senluo Palace, Guimen Pass, Beiyin Mountain, Eighteen Floors of Hell, Naihe Bridge, City of Dead Death, etc. are all available.

After Chen Xuanji came to Netherworld, he rushed directly to the direction of Pingxin Hall.

After a while, Houtu slowly walked out of the Pingxin Hall, with gratitude in his eyes, "Thank you for your help."

"We've known each other for hundreds of millions of years, why are you being polite to me?"

Chen Xuanji shook his head and smiled. With a wave of his hand, he brought Houtu to the Nine Heavens. This is where the Demon Court is located, and it is also the place closest to the Dao of Heaven.

In the Demon Court, Lu Ya sensed the aura of the two Hunyuan Promise Golden Immortals, and quickly used the technique of turning golden crows into rainbows to fly out of them.

"Lu Ya met two fellow Taoists."

Lu Ya hurriedly rushed towards Chen Xuanji, and Hou Tu handed over his hands, a great excitement arose in his heart.

His father, uncle, and nine brothers, Lu Ya, finally fulfilled his promise and resurrected them all!

There was also great excitement on Hou Tu's face. He and his eleven brothers hadn't seen each other for hundreds of millions of years.

"Then I'll start."

Chen Xuanji nodded slightly.

He waved his hand again, and there was a huge vibration in the extremely solid space.

There was only a click, the space was shattered, and there was a crashing sound.

I saw the great rivers of heaven and earth, who did not know when, appeared in front of Chen Xuanji and the others.

The waves are turbulent, constantly rushing, and turning countless waves.

Every wave represents the true spirit after the death of the prehistoric creatures for hundreds of millions of years.

These true spirits are immortal and exist in the great rivers of heaven and earth.

Only the prehistoric sages who have entrusted their primordial spirits in the primordial way of heaven have the authority to enter it.

Of course, entering it does not mean that you can resurrect the true spirit in the long river of the prehistoric heaven dojo at will.

A sage of the prehistoric way of heaven, with the greatest authority, can only contact monks below the Daluo Jinxian at most.

In other words, the prehistoric sage can resurrect monks below the prehistoric Da Luo Jinxian.

As for the Da Luo Jinxian, including the monks above the Da Luo Jinxian, they have already cultivated the Immortal Dao Fruit.

Only those who control the ancient world, that is, monks in the ancient world, can be involved.

At this time, Chen Xuanji used his supreme magic power to open up the great river of heaven and earth.

"Two fellow Taoists, this is the long river of the ancient world. From ancient times to the present, all the creatures born from the ancient world have their true spirits hidden in it after their death. You go in and search for it. Remember, you only have half an hour."

In the prehistoric world, the true spirit is endless.

Although Chen Xuanji is the master of the primordial way of heaven and earth, the matter of finding the true spirit is still in the backland, and it is most suitable for Lu Ya and the other two to do it.

After the voice fell, Chen Xuanji unleashed another burst of supreme mana, blessing it on Houtu, Luya's body.

Hou Tu slightly nodded, "I'm going."

Lu Ya also nodded, "Thank you very much."

As the voice fell, the two of them turned into a stream of light and rushed directly into the river of great desolation and heaven.

"boom!"

As the two of them entered the great river of heaven and earth, an indescribable Dao Yun caused huge ripples in mid-air.

It shocked the four extremes of the ancient world, nine heavens and ten earths, and four seas and eight deserts.

All of a sudden, countless powerful monks were shocked.

"That is the long river of heaven and earth, and in it are the true spirits of our hundreds of millions of monks!"

"Summoning the prehistoric heavenly realm doesn't mean that you can resurrect those close to you?"

Some people looked at the prehistoric sky and the long river, and their eyes burst into bright light.

"What are you thinking, if you enter the prehistoric world, at least you will have the way of a sage, do you have one?"

"The way of a saint."

The man's face was gloomy. Even now, all the sages of the prehistoric and desolate, the Hunyuan came out together, but the sage's way, for ordinary monks, is still an existence that is beyond reach.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, as well as the saints, Hunyuan, their complexions also became complicated in an instant.

They naturally know that Houtu and Luya's idea is just to revive the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Dijun, and the eleven ancestor witches.
"Honghuang has just ended a great war, and all wastes have been revived. If they are resurrected at this time, if there is another war between the two clans, what should we do?"

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace, Yuan Shi had a cold expression on his face.

The battle between Dao Demon and Dao Demon rekindled Yuan Shi's desire to compete!

It doesn't matter if it is stopped to teach Wanxian to come to court, as long as he manages well and interprets the future of Jiaojiao, he will definitely be brilliant.

On Shouyang Mountain, in front of People's Education Square, Taiqing and Shangqing are sitting cross-legged, playing a game of chess. Black and white two players break through the encirclement on the chessboard, constantly fighting.

"Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the resurrection of the nine golden crows, next, Zhunti, to guide the two of you, it will be troublesome."

The leader of the Tongtian religion is quite gloating.

"That's right, Zhunti, Jieyin doesn't really think that the events of the past can be concealed?"

Taiqing stroked his beard and laughed loudly. This was the first time since the battle between Dao and Demon that he was so relaxed.

In the west, on the dilapidated Mount Sumeru, Zhunti stood by the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, with a bitter look on his face.

After a long time, Zhunti said bitterly, "Thousands of thousands of years have passed since the Lich's calamity. The demon emperor and ancestor witches have already fallen in the long river of time. Why do you want to resurrect them?"

Chen Xuanji is now a veritable master of the prehistoric way of heaven.

Zhunti didn't dare to speak ill of him directly, but his face was still aggrieved.

Jieyin's face was also full of sorrow, "East Emperor Taiyi is a merciless master, let's"

Zhunti said, "Brother, don't worry, we are saints, so we don't have to be afraid of the monster race."

"It's true that we are saints, but the demon emperor Lu Ya is also a Hunyuan Daluo."

On the dilapidated Mount Sumeru, the sound of sighs and sighs could be heard constantly.

Above the nine heavens, in the vast river of heaven.

Hou Tu's whole body was filled with the aura of the peak Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal.

He flipped his palm, and eleven small flags appeared in his palm.

It was at the time of the decisive battle between the Lich and the Witch Clan that the Twelve Capitals of the Heavenly Gods and Demons were cast, and the ancestor witches and gods and demons were used to replace the things of the ancestors.

This ancestral witch god evil flag is made from the essence and blood of the twelve ancestral witches.

Born to have an extremely strong connection with the Eleventh Ancestral Witch.

Sure enough, there was the ancestral witch god evil flag, and after a while, Hou Tu found the true spirits of the eleven ancestral witches. After leaving the long river of heaven and earth, Hou Tu found that Lu Ya was already waiting for her outside.

Lu Yadi and Jun are connected by blood, and the search is much faster than Houtu's. "Trouble!"

In Houtu, Lu Yaqiqi handed over the true spirit to Chen Xuanji.

The Eleventh Patriarch Wu, Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi are all top quasi-saint monks.

This level of power can never be revived by relying on the back soil and the power of land pressure.

Chen Xuanji placed the true spirits of Eleven Patriarchal Witches, Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi in his palm.

The power of the supreme heaven instantly drew the power of the sun from the sun star outside the prehistoric world, and at the same time, it drew a touch of Pangu's immortal aura from the Buzhou Mountain ruins.

The Golden Crow was reborn from the ashes, and Chen Xuanji drove Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the true spirits of the nine Golden Crows into the power of the sun.

Soon, there was a huge roaring sound from the power of the sun.

The Dao bodies of the nine Golden Crows are condensing at an extremely fast speed.

In a short while, it turned into nine young men with sword eyebrows and star eyes wearing golden crow robes.

The Nine Golden Crows walked out of the True Sun Fire and saw Lu Ya at first sight. They said in surprise, "Xiao Shi!"

"Brother."

After hundreds of millions of years, Lu Ya saw his nine brothers again, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

"Xiao Shi, you are too brave. Why are you wearing Father's clothes? Are you not afraid of Father punishing you?"

The Nine Golden Crows looked at Lu Ya up and down, and soon realized something was wrong.

What Lu Ya was wearing turned out to be the Golden Crow Emperor's robe, which could only be worn by fathers and uncles.

"Nine brothers, stay safe and don't be impatient. I will explain to you when I return to the Heavenly Court."

Lu Ya quickly comforted him.

At this time, the eyes of the Nine Golden Crows turned and quickly fell on Hou Tu, and their eyes suddenly shrank, "Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan!"

Houtu transformed the six realms of reincarnation into the Empress of Peace, but her aura did not change much.

"Xiao Shi, run away, go to the Heavenly Court and tell Father, Uncle!"

The Nine Golden Crows shouted loudly, pushing Lu Zhe to rush towards the Heavenly Court.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Ya stopped the Nine Golden Crows, and said with a wry smile, "Nine brothers, please be safe and don't be impatient. I will explain to you when I return to the Heavenly Court."

More than an hour later, under the real fire of the sun, the shaping of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi's true spirit also slowly came to an end.

The two of them stepped out of the real fire of the sun, and because of Nirvana, only the initial stage of quasi-sage remained in their cultivation.

But the aura on his body was still incomparably domineering, a strong aura of the emperor rushed towards his face.

"Father, uncle!"

Lu Ya looked at the figure separated by hundreds of millions of years, his eyes were extremely excited.

"Xiao Shi."

Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were full of disbelief.

They only remember that at the end of the Lich's decisive battle, they blew themselves up, exchanging one life for another.

In the end, Buzhou Mountain collapsed, and the two Lich clans perished together.

But now, why are they resurrected again, but the aura given to them by Xiao Shi is as unfathomable as the abyss of the sea.

When Lu Ya was extremely excited, beside Houtu, the supreme power of Pangu slowly condensed the figure of the Eleven Patriarchal Witch.

Dijiang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Jumang, Shebishi and so on.
"The Twelve Ancestral Witch!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi suddenly darkened his eyes, and his body was filled with extremely strong murderous intent.

"Di Jun, Dong Huang Tai Yi, you are not dead yet!"

The faces of Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others are also full of infinite evil spirit!

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. At this moment, above the nine heavens, the flames of the Golden Crow sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths. Countless waves.

"Demon King, the ancestral witches have just been resurrected, so they won't be fighting again?"

Countless powerful people in the prehistoric world gasped, thinking that the demon emperor and ancestor witches would go to war again as soon as they were resurrected.

Chen Xuanji sighed slightly, raised his hand lightly, and the power of the supreme law of heaven descended, instantly suppressing the aura between the two parties.

"Take them back. After this time, the Lich clan will not be able to make another wave."

Chen Xuanji's voice was flat, but it carried an irreversible majesty.

At present, the prehistoric crisis has not been completely resolved.

The Demon Ancestor Luohu fled to Chaos, and behind him there might be a half-step Daoist monk staring at him.

The current prehistoric times can no longer tolerate any internal fighting.

"I'll wait to understand."

Lu Ya, Hou Tu nodded.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the ancestral witches didn't care about these things. They rolled up their sleeves and were about to start a fight.

Hou Tu and Lu Ya looked at each other and fired a burst of magic together to take away the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches.

After the two sides withdrew, Chen Xuanji returned to Jinao Island.

Next, Honghuang mainly has one major event, that is to cultivate more strong men, and then open up Honghuang, and wipe out Luo Hu in one fell swoop.

The enemy of a Primordial Promise Golden Immortal is too terrifying, can't tolerate floods, and has the slightest carelessness.

In the Biyou Palace, the leader of Tongtian Cult said solemnly, "Have you located the whereabouts of Rahu?"

"not yet."

Chen Xuanji shook his head slightly.

Master Tongtian sighed, "Then Luohu is really capable, and he still has a half-step Dao level life-saving tool in his hand."

In Tongtian's view, the jade talisman that Luohu used when he escaped should be the thing that Luohu refined when he was destroying the demon god.

"The half-step Dao level jade talisman may have been refined by someone else."

Chen Xuanji slowly expressed the guess in his heart.

"Refined by others? In the chaos, are there other half-step roads?"

Master Tongtian was stunned for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xuanji told Tongtian Cult Master some of the contents of his conversation with Pangu.

In the chaos, there is not only the vast world of prehistoric times.

There are three thousand worlds like the Great Desolate World.

It is not uncommon for a world whose world level is above the prehistoric one.

In that kind of world, the world masters are all half-step masters.

Rahu, who has been in existence for hundreds of millions of years, is the God of Destroying Demons, and a half-step monk is true.

But hundreds of millions of years have passed, and Luo Hu hasn't even repaired the Great Mill, so how could he refine a half-step Dao-level treasure.

Of course, more importantly, Chen Xuanji sensed an aura that had nothing to do with destruction from the golden jade talisman, which showed that it was definitely not Luo Hu who forged the jade talisman.

Master Tongtian listened, his eyes fell into deep thought, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

"Luo Hu has escaped, so what are your plans next?"

"Let's recuperate first, cultivate the strong in the prehistoric, and then open up the prehistoric, find the base camp of Luo Hu, and kill with one blow." (End of this chapter)