Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 71 Hidden Generation
Facing the siege of three people, Patriarch Hongjun burst out with the extraordinary strength of Half-Step Hunyuan.

One after another, heavenly blades that could annihilate all things rushed out from the interior of the Pangu Banner.

A dazzling light was drawn in the chaos, opening up a series of worlds.

Invincible and unstoppable.

It feels like holding the Pangu Banner, one man guarding the pass against ten thousand.

However, this is ultimately just an illusion.

Also as a half-step Hunyuan Ancestral Dragon, he uses the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, which is an innate treasure level.

He pushed forward fearlessly, showing off his slightly superior posture.

The first Qilin standing next to him burst out with the power of the peak of the ancestral realm.

Yuan Huang erupted with the fluctuations of the late ancestral realm, and the two of them assisted and cooperated on the side.

Rumble!
The world is in turmoil, chaos is breaking down, and a shocking war takes place in an instant!
World after world was opened up by them, and then attacked by several powerful beings.

It quickly turned into powder, returned to its origin and turned into chaotic airflow again.

As time passed, ancestor Hongjun was bathed in the clear and misty glow.

Gradually, a hint of blood appeared.

The hue is very light and minimal.

But the faint smell of blood lifted the spirits of the three powerful masters who were besieging them.

There is no doubt that Patriarch Hongjun was injured!
The three powerful masters quickly increased their attack speed so as not to give Patriarch Hongjun any chance.

It is hard to imagine that in the mythology, there is an ancestor named Hongjun who has such a great name.

He was actually suppressed by these three people and looked like he was about to lose.

As the protagonist on the other side of the battlefield, Patriarch Luohou was slightly better, but not much better.

As a powerful being who is half a step away from becoming a Hun Yuan, Yuan Feng and the other two are no match for him at all.

But every time he was about to attack, Zhulong would use the law of time to help the other two escape.

Time accelerates, time slows down... the magnificent power of time spreads out.

Let Patriarch Luohou be restrained, even if he has the power to destroy the world, he cannot hit anyone.

Instead, under the power of time, he was suppressed by these three people.

Patriarch Luohou became more and more angry as the fight went on, with a chilling murderous intent in his eyes.

If looks could have lethal power, the first person Luohou would kill would be Zhulong!
I have never seen such a disgusting person, just like a loach, slippery and unstoppable.

I can't hit you, I can't catch you, but you can still be mad at me.

Fu Tu, hiding in the cave, silently watched the battle between several supreme beings.

He knew very well that if there was no external intervention.

Whether it is Patriarch Hongjun or Patriarch Luohou, they will end up in defeat sooner or later.

The principles that he understood were also understood by the two supreme masters, Hongjun and Luohou.

In order to escape from the predicament, Patriarch Hongjun waved the Pangu Banner and swung out a powerful sky blade.

He temporarily forced the three people in front of him to retreat, and immediately shouted loudly into the depths of the inner chaos:

"Fellow Daoists."

"What are you waiting for?"

The six great masters of supernatural powers from the three tribes had actually anticipated this.

There was no big reaction, but his divine eyes were constantly scanning the inner chaos.

The inner chaos is still empty, with nothing but chaotic airflow.

Just when a few people thought it was an illusion, circles of space ripples suddenly appeared and continued to spread around.

Layer upon layer, interlocking with each other, and constantly rotating, forming complex spatial patterns.

And in the deepest part of that space, a supreme being emerged, surrounding the avenue of space.

Just standing there, it seems to explain the concept of space.

When noticing everyone's gaze, this supreme being in the depths of space slowly walked out.

Brilliant white light flowed on its surface, spreading wisps of spatial avenues.

It faintly reveals an obscure Taoist rhyme that is unaffected by cause and effect and indestructible through eternity.

This is actually a half-step Hunyuan existence!

The moment when this horrifying existence completely leaves the space.

"Who are you, fellow Taoist?" Zulong frowned slightly, and a hint of caution appeared in his majestic eyes.

"I raise my eyebrows!"

He raised his eyebrows and summoned a whisk, which he placed over his left forearm and gave a quiet response.

In front of this whisk, there is a spatial thread that seems to be invisible and close yet distant.

As it swung, it was like a silver thread, tearing the chaos apart and cutting the space.

The whole body exudes a mellow aura, and it is actually an innate treasure.

It is the life-giving item of Patriarch Yangmei, an innate treasure, the whisk for purifying filth.

"If there is anyone else, come out quickly!"

Even if another Half-Step Hunyuan came, Zulong would not be afraid at all.

Instead, it made the fighting spirit even stronger, and he let out a loud dragon roar, shaking the chaos.

snort!
As a cold snort was heard, two supreme phantoms appeared one after another from the depths of inner chaos.

A supreme being surrounding the Yin-Yang Avenue walked out of the chaos first.

Yin and Yang divine lights flowed on his body, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

But the aura he exuded inadvertently revealed the powerful strength of a person at the peak of the ancestral realm.

The most eye-catching thing is the treasure map above the head, with yin and yang rotating and brilliant light.

Judging from its mellow aura, it is actually the Tai Chi diagram, one of the three treasures of creation!

"I am Yin Yang!"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch held the Tai Chi diagram in his hands, and instantly five-colored light burst out, stabilizing the chaos in the heavens.

And behind the Yin-Yang Patriarch, a supreme figure condensed, surrounding the Avenue of Heaven and Earth.

A hazy glow of azure blue and khaki colors flowed on its surface.

It spreads the grand meaning of the universe, as if a grand world is coming.

Even though the chaotic energy is violent and disorderly, it has no effect at all and is suppressed instead, as if it were flat ground.

The moment it completely appeared, it exuded a tremendous pressure from the peak of the ancestral realm.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge four-legged black and yellow tripod on top of its head!

This tripod has two ears on the top, which flow the vast Taoist rhyme of heaven and earth.

The legs of the tripod circulate the power of the four laws of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and also emit the four auras of birth, aging, sickness and death.

The body of the tripod is divided into eight equal parts, engraved with obscure heavenly runes, symbolizing the Eight Trigrams.

Judging from the fluctuations it emits, it is the Qiankun Ding, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
"I am Qiankun!"

Patriarch Qiankun looked at everyone calmly and spoke out his Taoist name.

The Qiankun Cauldron emitted a mysterious yellow light, and the aura that leaked out inadvertently crushed the chaos.

Ancestor Hongjun, Ancestor Yangmei, Ancestor Luohou, Ancestor Yinyang, Ancestor Qiankun.

Three half-step Hunyuan masters, plus two great masters at the peak of the ancestral realm.

In an instant, the great masters of the three tribes showed solemn expressions.

No matter Zulong, Yuanfeng or Shi Qilin, they had actually expected this in their hearts.

But I never thought there would be so many people and they would be so powerful.

I originally wanted to determine the outcome of the battle in one go, but when I saw so many people show up.

Everyone felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, realizing that this battle might be a bit difficult.

Everyone at the scene frowned, but Zulong seemed to have guessed something.

"You have not built up your power, nor have you taken any actions to gather your luck."

“But their cultivation has risen to this point, and some people’s cultivation has even surpassed Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin.”

"Looking at your relationship, you must not belong to the prehistoric world."

"It must be the reincarnation of the Chaos God, just starting over again from the beginning."

"Otherwise, there is no way to explain this strange cultivation speed!"

As Zulong talked to himself, many powerful people from the three tribes present suddenly realized what was going on.

The faces of the five powerful masters on the opposite side changed after their tracks were exposed.

But he did not refute, which further confirmed Zulong's guess.

(End of this chapter)