Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 212: The Source Increases
After a while, the Yin-Yang Patriarch came back and looked around with an unwilling look on his face.

The light of yin and yang covers the sky and the earth.

The spiritual energy of the stars, the dragon energy of the earth, the calamity energy left on the battlefield...

All kinds of changes in vital energy came into view and were then quickly analyzed.

It was empty, everything was normal, and there was nothing special.

"Ah~"

Not finding anything, the Yin-Yang Patriarch sighed deeply and left dejectedly.

After a while, the Yin-Yang Patriarch returned for the third time and inspected a space of nearly billions of miles.

"Really not?"

"How is this possible?"

"With the little power left, even if it devours Fellow Daoist Qiankun's essence, it will take time to refine it, right?"

"Did he really disappear without a trace?"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch still refused to give up. Black and white light flowed in his eyes, sweeping across the heavens and the universe.

Even the space mezzanine was not spared, but the result was still disappointing.

"That's it!"

"This is life!"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch finally gave up, no longer holding out for any hope, sighed, and turned away.

“He is really lucky.”

"Why didn't you die?"

...............

The ancient star gods who had been watching from the sidelines all made unwilling voices.

There was some regret in Zi Guang's eyes, and he sighed in his heart.

The Demon Ancestor Luohou was originally planning to go for support, but he didn't expect Fu Tu to successfully leave.

He couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration, and then immersed himself in the ocean of Tao.

The other onlookers were also discussing the matter, communicating remotely using their spiritual thoughts.

But no matter how these people discussed, Fu Tu survived in the end.

At the edge of a space of nearly hundreds of millions of miles, there is a wisp of invisible and intangible residual calamity energy.

Fu Tu hid here silently, trying to restrain all fluctuations as much as possible.

It was like the real remnants of calamity, wandering everywhere with the invisible wind.

Just as the Yin-Yang Patriarch guessed, there was not much strength left in his body.

Even if the multiverse tries its best to transform, it still needs time to recover!
And he just lacks time!

If I keep running, I'm afraid I won't be caught up by the Yin-Yang Patriarch soon.

It is better to do the opposite and hide it right under the other party's nose.

To survive in a desperate situation, just gamble your luck with the other party!
With more than 99000 acres of luck, he has enough confidence to avoid the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

Even if he fails to deceive, he has other means, such as Dao Ran Hong Huang.

His parasitism can not only plunder luck, but also forcibly extract the power of all things in the world.

But if he did this, all his efforts would be exposed to everyone.

Don’t expose yourself. It’s best not to expose yourself. Anyway, he will definitely have a backup plan to survive.

In order to avoid the search, he not only closed his eyes, but also did not even send his spiritual thoughts out.

I have been lurking here silently, not even daring to move, thinking secretly in my heart:

"As the saying goes, things never happen more than three times. The Yin-Yang Patriarch has come looking for him three times. He should leave this time, right?"

But he still didn't go out, and everything was done with caution.

If you go out, you may encounter yin and yang.

Instead of doing this, it’s better to wait quietly.

As time goes by, the speed of strength recovery will become faster and faster, and the advantage is on him!

The invisible wind is flowing, carrying this invisible and intangible calamity energy away into the distance.

It gradually left the area of ​​billions of miles in radius and finally landed on a sacred mountain that towered into the clouds in the Eastern Region.

It gradually sank into the soil and merged into the dragon vein inside this sacred mountain.

Even though he was far away from the battlefield, he did not make any move.

Still hiding quietly inside.

The multiverse within his body gradually became in sync with his breathing.

Continuously transform the chaotic airflows around the world into pure innate spiritual energy.

At the same time, 3000 thick purple-gold law chains emerged.

Then it transformed into 3000 avenues of fire, refining the origin of the boundless mysterious yellow energy.

The two, one outside and one inside, quickly filled the missing power and the momentum rose rapidly.

His limbs were no longer sore and weak, his mana was no longer lacking, and his recovery speed was getting faster and faster.

His energy and spirit became more abundant, which gradually made him feel at ease.

I was even more reluctant to go out, so I just hid here and waited until I could recover. Time passed like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, millions of years had passed.

This unknown sacred mountain finally ushered in a catastrophe as time went by.

The Pegasus clan, which belonged to the immortal way, and the Divine Bull clan, began to fight for the sacred mountain.

Both sides dispatched millions of True Immortals, and they collided with each other unexpectedly.

The creatures standing in the front row were instantly smashed into pieces by the colorful light of the immortal arts.

A strong smell of blood rose into the sky, filling every corner of the mountain.

The creatures were so stimulated that their blood rushed and their eyes turned red with anger.

Each immortal figure seemed eternal, emitting fluctuations of the Golden Immortal level.

The spontaneous fighting made the intensity of the war rise again.

The two figures commanding from high in the sky overlooked the mountains and rivers like kings.

With the battle between the two Taiyi, the war instantly reached its climax.

Rumble!
The dazzling light flashed frequently and the deafening roar never stopped.

The clouds in the sky changed color, and the earth shook frequently, leaving deep cracks.

The rivers were also surging, creating huge waves.

As the scale of the war grew, this sacred mountain finally could not bear it.

The dragon vein below was covered with cracks and let out a painful wail.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the dragon vein is filled with calamity energy.

Obviously this disaster was destined to happen!
In the midst of the calamity, Fu Tu couldn't help but frown:
"Quarrel!"

"It's so noisy!"

The roar became more and more intense, and the weeping dragon roar continued to appear in my ears.

He slowly opened his eyes, the shadows of the sun and the moon quietly dissipated, and then he looked up.

The sacred mountain that towered into the clouds had been blasted to pieces by the two Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The aftermath was still spreading, and in a blink of an eye it crushed the shaken gravel into powder.

And as the battle continued, the ground began to be scraped.

Even the dragon vein was broken, getting closer and closer to where he was.

"Really annoying!"

Fu Tu couldn't help but complain, then slowly stood up.

Over the past million years, his powers have returned to their full glory.

He extracted the Xuanhuang power hidden within the origin and successfully integrated it into it.

Make the authority more complete and the origin more powerful.

His strength was also skyrocketing, and his aura became even more unfathomable.

Even so, the remaining original power of Ancestor Qiankun was not completely refined.

Something in his heart told him.

You can have a smooth journey and break through to the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal!
This is a good thing. It is precisely because there is no bottleneck that he has been practicing here.

Now that he has been disturbed, it is time for him to leave here and return to the Thirty-Three Heavens!
As Fu Tu's mind moved, a precious gate of heaven appeared, which looked like it was made of precious jade, as crystal clear as colored glaze, and exuding a mellow aura.

The surging magic power rumbled and surged like a surging river, pouring into the Tianmen.

The magnificent light rises from the ground, reaching the sky and the earth, and strange visions continue.

The vast force of space spread out, creating layers of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, a space door emitting holy light was formed.

The spreading aftermath suppressed the battlefield.

Be it the lower-level creatures, the Immortal Golden Immortals, or even the Taiyi Golden Immortals, none of them can escape.

They were knocked to the ground one after another, leaving deep pits visible to the naked eye. The more they struggled, the greater the pressure became.

"help me!"

"what happened?"

...............

Countless creatures were terrified and couldn't help but scream loudly, and the Immortal Golden Immortal was no exception.

He kept trying to struggle, but was slammed deep into the mud every time.

Even the immortal body of the god was torn apart and the immortal blood of the god was spilled.

Only the two Taiyi Golden Immortals not only did not speak, but also took the initiative to restrain their aura.

When the portal was completely condensed and formed, Fu Tu finally broke away from the depths of the dragon vein.

The supreme figures surrounding the Emperor's Avenue radiate brilliant rays of supreme divine glory.

It was like the great emperor of heaven who was high above, causing many living beings to be speechless in an instant.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fu Tu tore through the space with ease.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the gate. He stepped in without hesitation, and the Heavenly Gate disappeared.

(End of this chapter)