Prehistoric: I am the Ten Cold River God, and I am buried in Tang San at the beginning

Chapter 231: Vertical and horizontal, no need to explain
Chapter 245: Combine vertically and horizontally, no need to explain
Although they are still thinking hard about countermeasures, Jie Jiao has already taken the first step. If they do nothing again, they can only sit back and watch the results.

Duobao took a deep breath and said resolutely: "In this case, I should report it to Master.

With his support, we immediately rushed to Yindu to stop their plot. "

His words were resounding.

"Going to Yindu? Did you hear it right? Now that they have merged, this move is undoubtedly a trap."

another questioned.

"Besides, the list of gods has been activated, and there are still souls in the world waiting for their return.

If you are in danger, if something goes wrong and your soul is summoned to heaven, Master will be unable to recover. "

Jin Ling's reminder was like cold water splashing on the face, calming Duobao's mood instantly.

"Indeed, why did I ignore these..." He reflected secretly, "If we act recklessly, wouldn't it be a disaster? Wouldn't we become a target?"

"The only way out is to seek refuge with King Zhou and help him quell the war. Maybe we can win dignity in front of Dao Ancestor."

How could the conspiracy of several people be hidden from Tongtian's insight?
At this moment, Tongtian's expression was complicated. He was pleased with the disciples' loyalty, but also worried about their situation.

Their concern for Jie Jiao made him both touched and saddened.

First of all, they are all actively seeking countermeasures to counter the offensive of Chanjiao, but what about themselves? After one or two setbacks, that energy seemed to have evaporated.

With such a mentality, how can one be qualified for the position of a saint, and how can one lead a disciple? Tongtian was deeply worried and laughed at himself, saying that even Duobao has the resourcefulness behind impulse, but he only has passion and no strategy.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed through his mind like lightning, "Yes, if you can't win alone, then you should unite to fight.

People's religion is not alone, they are also a force. "

He realized that as long as he could win over the people and teach him that two fists would be difficult to defeat with four hands, the possibility of victory would be greatly increased.

"I'm so smart."

He admired secretly.

United, there is strength in numbers, isn’t this the way to win? Even if the method is slightly despicable, as long as it can ensure victory in the Battle of the Gods, what's the harm in sacrificing a little face? Tongtian no longer hesitated and decided to act immediately. He quickly left Biyou Palace, his figure streaking across like a shooting star, heading straight into the sky.

Seeing the light and shadow disappearing from the sky, the three people who were still discussing the follow-up strategy looked at each other in disbelief.

"Am I dazzled?"

"I seem to see a light..." "Is that Master?"

In the Bajing Palace, I was sitting quietly in the main hall. Before I could fully complete my power, Tongtian's figure appeared on Shouyang Mountain.

When the disciples saw him, they all bowed respectfully.

"See Lord Tongtian."

Xuandu hurriedly stepped forward and asked why he didn't inform him in advance so that he could welcome him.

"No need to say more..." Tongtian waved his hand. He came here just to have a detailed discussion with me. Winning over the people to teach is the key. In this way, Jiejiao will have the possibility of turning around.

He imagined that even if the Chanjiao envoy came up with a strange move and the Renjiao and Jiejiao joined forces, their power would be unmatched.

Such strength is enough to make them speechless in front of him.

Therefore, Tongtian walked towards the Eight Views Palace without hesitation and stepped into the main hall. He saw me sitting in the center with a magic circle in front of him.

"Senior Brother..." Tongtian nodded in greeting, then gently waved his hand to close the door of the palace, excluding the human sect disciples outside the door. "This is..." Xuandu froze on the spot. He originally wanted to follow up to find out what happened, but now he could only listen to the conversations of the saints outside. Those profound wisdoms were obviously beyond their understanding.

"Let's disperse, everyone go back to your places!" Xuandu waved his hand to disperse the crowd, while he stood outside the door, waiting for any movement.

In the main hall, Taishang Laojun was surrounded by dense spiritual power. Above his head, light shone like a miniature version of the stars. A galaxy-like brilliance passed through it, deep and tranquil.

"What are you doing, senior brother?" Tongtian walked to the side with a hint of curiosity and asked softly.

Lao Jun did not respond. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He placed his hands gently on his knees and moved his fingertips slightly. The starry sky instantly rotated above his head, like the mysterious dance of the universe, adding a mysterious color to the hall. The spiritual power gathered into a powerful airflow.

"Huh..." Laojun breathed out slowly. As he kneaded the hand, the illusion of stars above his head dissipated and turned into numerous stars, floating elegantly in the hall, and finally merged into the invisible.

Everything returns to calm.

"Junior brother, you are here..." After adjusting his breath, Laojun turned his eyes to the sky.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time. I'm deducing the evolution of the prehistoric world in the future, trying to gain insight into its changes..." During this period, shocking rumors continued to spread from the outside world, and the prehistoric landscape seemed to be undergoing drastic changes.

At first, it was the rise of Western religion, but due to the disturbance caused by Tang San's burial and Xianglong, it is now severely weakened and it is difficult to become the focus again.

If you miss the golden period of rise, you may have to wait for a long time.

The existence of Tang San's Burial and Subduing the Dragon made Western religions dare not take any action easily.

There is another saying that there are three extraordinary figures outside the prehistoric era, who are not controlled by any force, and even Hongmeng Daozu cannot do anything about them.

Although this news has not been confirmed, its authenticity cannot be denied.

However, it remains to be seen whether they will change the fate of the prehistoric era. Unless their bottom line is touched, they will not interfere at will.

Despite this, Laojun was still wary.

Especially the rumors about the list of gods, which indicates that the heaven will grow in the turmoil of the ancient times, and it will tap talents from the three religions to form its own strength.

By then, the power of Heaven will be greatly increased, and it may even compete with the three religions and break the existing balance.

This will have a profound impact on the prehistoric power structure.

Although Laojun advocates tranquility and indifference and is indifferent to worldly affairs, as long as the matter of the list of gods does not involve Xuandu and his cherished disciples, he will be indifferent to anyone else coveting it.

However, out of caution, he decided to try again to predict the future trajectory, but encountered an unexpected shock.

"Junior brother, what did you discover during the deduction? Why is your expression so solemn?" Tongtian asked, opening his eyes slightly.

That old man's expression was not only solemn, but his brows were so tangled that they seemed to overwhelm a mountain.

"Hey, when I tried to gain insight into the secret of destiny, I encountered a blockage. It seemed that God was interfering with my insight. This time, my calculations were clueless."

"It was blocked."

Tongtian whispered in surprise, "Can't even Dao Zun solve this problem?"

"Maybe that's the case. Since Heaven doesn't want us to touch this matter, we can't get the answer by making insinuations."

I sighed helplessly.

It was originally thought that the saint's ability was omnipotent, but now it seems that there is an elusive way of heaven above the Hongmeng.

Although it is intangible and qualityless, to saints like them, it is like an invisible mountain. Even though it is hundreds of millions of miles away, the pressure is still clearly palpable.

(End of this chapter)