The real person of Cihang in the prehistoric

Chapter 120 The world and the Tao collide with each other. Today I wear white clothes and beat the cold snow.

The flames were so hot that they burned all the space they passed through, flying straight towards the place where Cihang was.

Today's Cihang is not the Cihang of the past, and today's Pan clan is no longer the Pan clan that was suppressed by the power of heaven in the past and dare not speak. The scorching flames seem to be venting some kind of humiliation. , when burning, you can even hear the wail of the Tao between the ancient world and the earth. The power of this flame can already burn the countless principles that make up the ancient world.

Now, such flames rushed in front of Cihang. They opened their fangs and claws as if they wanted to swallow Cihang whole. It carried the pressure of the avenue of fire, shocking the time and space here, and wanted to swallow Cihang whole. Cihang was shocked in this space and time. The ferocity of the flames did not happen overnight or only for a moment. The successive flames carried the law of fire and formed a flying flame dragon, roaring towards Cihang.

Cihang's brows were still calm. This was his true fight with an opponent of Hunyuan Golden Immortal level in this life.

He had nothing to be afraid of. The willow branch in his hand opened in the wind, and countless immeasurable true water was splashed by the willow branch. The giant dragon composed of flames roared, and immeasurable water burst out. Indistinctly, the shadow of an endless sea appeared behind Cihang.

That is a world of water. All the divine water, spiritual water, evil water, and turbid water that existed in the ancient times, regardless of whether they are good or bad, can be found in this sea area. Xuanwu's pace is very fast. Stability, just like Cihang's heart now, has always been very stable. Every step he took was very powerful, without any hesitation, and he collided with the flaming dragon.

The vicious flames were facing Cihang at this moment, but the red golden light belonging to the humane merits on Cihang's body had always been dispersed, and the big net woven by the humane merits was still very strong. At this moment, the damage caused by the Tao Realm is also slowly and firmly recovering. All the great powers belonging to the law are ineffective at this moment for Cihang, and they are not invincible for all living beings.

In the battle between water and fire, Dao Yun collided with each other, and Cihang's footsteps retreated a bit.

It's still a bit too much. After all, even if Cihang's promotion to Daluo Jinxian can be said to be the best in history, there is still a gap in cultivation. You must know that Pan Zun, his opponent, is different from Hunyuan. A strong man like a golden immortal, Cihang still stands there, still not retreating. If the net in his hand is said to be a net of merit at this moment, it cannot be accurately summarized.

Now, this net belongs to all living beings, it is the web of life for all living beings, and it is the net of hope that all living beings can still exist in the prehistoric world. The emergence of the net and Cihang's step forward show that the prehistoric creatures are not in the eyes of all high-ranking people. They are all dispensable, and some of them are considerate of all sentient beings.

Between the sleeves and robes, jade-colored runes slowly floated up. Countless formations were formed in Cihang's hands in just a moment's breath, and then they were thrown towards the place where the flames struck. Everyone in the Pan clan is a cultivator. Taking the law into the body, this formation requires the use of the power of the soul to lift it, just like a lofty mountain blocking the path of "Foolish Old Man".

"How brave!"

The speed of the Pan Clan's conquest slowed down, and the Pan Clan's sages naturally discovered that with the sound of loud shouts, infinite flames were ignited out of thin air, and a world completely condensed from the avenue of fire was moving towards Ci at this moment. Hang tossed the past.That world is completely composed of flames. The raging flames in it carry endless malice. Cihang's infinite malice has produced countless flaming beasts. If the world were not entirely composed of flames, , exactly like a real world. Now such a world comes with the idea of ​​​​wanting Cihang to die.

Cihang lowered his eyes. If time had passed, this world might not have become a real world, but now everything will be just nonsense. The world in front of him has only one fate to face, and that is destruction.

Countless avenues of compassion are reflected in Cihang's Qingyun. A rhythm of Tao slowly ripples out from Cihang's Qingyun. The world of boundless compassion shines brightly in the rhythm of Tao. It was scorching the world, and it seemed that even the sun and stars in the sky were not as dazzling as the compassionate world above Cihang Qingyun at this moment.

For a moment, it seemed that the most eye-catching thing in the entire world was the world of supreme compassion in Cihang Qingyun!

This is a collision between worlds. There is nothing grand, only an ordinary collision. The space where the two worlds are located is like glass, gradually breaking and falling, and the endless innate spiritual energy is absorbed by the world. , and formed a great tide of spiritual energy that collided and dispersed towards the rest of the wilderness.

Zhu Rong, as one of the twelve deities of the Pan clan, practices the Avenue of Fire. Cihang has always insisted on practicing the Avenue of Compassion from his previous life to this life. This is a conquest between the Tao, and may be based on the power of cultivation. , Cihang thinks that there is some gap between him and the Venerable Zhuopan Clan, but Cihang will never flinch when it comes to the cultivation of the Great Way, believing that his own Great Way of Mercy will never be weaker than the Great Way practiced by other monks in the prehistoric times. , even the great path practiced by his master Yuqing cannot compare!
The sleeves and robes were pulled by the momentum when the world collided. Cihang's footsteps did not take any step back this time. Instead, a figure in the sky staggered. This time.Cihang won. With Daluo Jinxian's cultivation level, he defeated Pan Zun Zhurong, who is now famous in the ancient Taoist era, a strong man who is comparable to Hunyuan Jinxian's level.

In the blessed land of the deep valley in the Kunlun Mountains, the strength of the Jade Ring Spirit Deer has reached the realm of the Mysterious Immortal. His bright eyes looked at that place on the horizon. It seemed that countless creatures in the wilderness at this time were imitating the Yuhuan Spirit Deer. , they all look in the same direction and target, the place where the red-gold net of merit originates.

There, there is the hope that belongs to the hearts of these primitive creatures who have suffered unparalleled disasters.

It was a figure dressed in white and snowy. Between the hair that was flying wildly, a giant red-gold dragon leaped and roared. Even in the prehistoric times, even many gods and demons in the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm have to retreat. clan, Cihang’s figure still did not retreat.

At this moment, Cihang in white clothes and Shengxue will be remembered by many living beings in the wild!

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