I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

“Haha, let’s go back to the path of enlightenment!”

In the ancient world of Fengshen, the relieved laughter of Zhen Yuanzi suddenly came from Wuzhuang Temple, and then the whole Wanshou Mountain began to tremble, and the shadow of a huge ginseng fruit tree appeared between heaven and earth.

cut!
The next moment, Zhen Yuanzi looked determined and shouted loudly, which made many powerful people who were still alive from ancient times look at this scene in shock.

"From now on, there will be no more Five-Zhuang Monastery Zhen Yuanzi in this world. When I return from the path of enlightenment, I will be the Taoist Master Zhen Yuan!"

A coercive voice echoed, and the next moment the ginseng fruit tree emitted endless light. Then the entire Wanshou Mountain and the spiritual veins of the place shattered and turned into a world of its own.

"Zhen Yuanzi cut himself with a sword, wanting to walk the path of enlightenment again! What courage!"

Countless great powers were shocked, and the Styx of the Sea of ​​Blood showed admiration, and then shouted:
"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, please wait a moment. I, Minghe, am here!"

"Haha, this world is a complete joke. What Zixiao Palace is asking for? It's actually a dead end!"

Some powerful beings even collapsed directly after realizing that the path they had been walking for endless years was a dead end, while others laughed so hard that they turned into demons from outer space.

The remaining part of people with firm faith in the Tao, like Zhen Yuanzi and Xuehai Minghe, cut themselves off with a sword, cut off all the endless cultivation over the years, transformed their true bodies into a world of the heavens, and then started the path of proving the Tao again.

This requires great perseverance!
"Haha, Kunpeng's battle formation diagram!"

A wild laugh was heard from the Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea. The seriously injured Tongtian laughed loudly and directly sacrificed the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation Diagram that he had refined, or gave it to Kunpeng.

This diagram of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, a treasure of the King of the East Sea in ancient times. It was later broken into pieces, leaving only the remaining fragments that were obtained by him.

After achieving the sagehood, he used the power of a sage to complete it over endless years, which led to the present-day Ten Thousand Immortals Formation of the Jiejiao.

But now the Jiejiao Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is no longer there, so what use does he have for this formation diagram?

Tongtian laughed loudly, and the incomplete picture of ten thousand immortals emitted spiritual light under the heavenly way, and then disappeared into the heavenly palace.

Finally, this incomplete part of the Ten Thousand Immortals Picture slowly merged into Kunpeng's Ten Thousand Immortals Formation Picture, which greatly increased the power of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

After doing all this, Tongtian took a lingering look at the world, then shouted loudly and chose the same path as Zhen Yuanzi.

He cut himself with a sword, transformed his body into the world of heavens, and resumed the path to enlightenment.

Even if the two primitive times merge in the future, he will no longer be Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones, but Tongtian, the leader of the Jiejiao in the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea.

"Tongtian!"

When they saw Tongtian cut himself with a sword without any hesitation, turning his body and Jin'ao Island into the world of the heavens, Taiqing Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun showed complicated expressions.

"Haha, Chan Sect! Jie Sect! Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

With an aloof smile, Yuanshi Tianzun turned his head and looked at Hongjun above the nine heavens, with only deep hatred in his eyes.

"This world is not over yet! I, Yuanshi, have not admitted defeat yet!"

Yuanshi Tianzun shouted arrogantly, took out his innate treasure Pangu Banner, looked firmly at the real Pangu on the ground, and shouted coldly:

“The Twelve Ancestral Witches! This real body of Pangu must not lose its reputation!”

The next moment, the innate treasure Pangu Banner flew directly towards Pangu's real body. The proud Pangu did not even say a word of help until the last moment.

On the contrary, the proud Yuanshi gives people the feeling that without him, the true body of Pangu, of you twelve ancestor witches, is nothing but a false existence.

With a loud bang, a Pangu magic axe condensed in the palm of Pangu's real body.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

At this moment, Taiqing Laozi bowed his head calmly without even looking at the innate treasure Tai Chi diagram, and directly threw it away, allowing it to go into the hands of Pangu's real body.

Pangu's true body stared more and more at the Axe of Creation in his hand, while Taiqing Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzi appeared over the East China Sea, and then fell without any sound.

He cut himself with a sword and transformed it into the world of heavens, wanting to go back to the path of enlightenment.

The pride of Pangu and the Three Pure Ones prevented them from admitting defeat, and they would not say anything to Kunpeng and the others. Even in the end, the last two of them did not say anything to Tongtian.

But the two of them transformed into the heavens over the East China Sea and seemed to have said something.

The Three Pure Ones are still there, even if there is a rift, even if no one says anything.

Above the Nine Heavens, Pangu's true body's power increased dramatically, and he joined forces with Emperor Kunpeng to seal the sky and lock the earth, and joined forces with Hongjun to fight a great battle against Hongjun of this world.

Rumble!
In the horrific battle, the wild world continued to collapse. However, at this moment, Hongjun of this world suddenly showed a look of anger, looked up at the sky and roared directly at the chaos: "Nuwa!"

This was the first time that Hongjun lost his temper and became so angry. After seeing this scene, Kunpeng, Pangu's true body and Tiandao Hongjun all twitched their eyes.

Good guy!
This Nuwa is really vengeful. She took advantage of the war to go to Chaos and destroy the Zixiao Palace's lair.

In the chaotic Zixiao Palace, Nuwa was seen holding the Chaos Bell, smashing the gate of the Zixiao Palace violently and breaking in forcefully.

"Humph! You are plotting against me. The score is not settled yet!"

Nuwa shouted coldly, and with a wave of her hand she refined the Zixiao Palace into a world of the heavens, leaving not a single hair for Hongjun.

"Nuwa!"

With an angry roar, the space was torn apart in an instant, and Hongjun, Tiandao Hongjun, Pangu's true body, and Kunpeng all appeared in the chaos.

With the help of the power of Heaven and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Kunpeng's strength increased dramatically.

However, at the moment when Hongjun appeared in the chaos, a sneer of success flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

"Seal the sky and lock the earth!"

"Not good!" At this moment Hongjun seemed to react, his face changed and he was filled with shock and anger.

Fell into a trap!
In an instant, everyone joined forces and countless chains appeared in the chaos that blocked the heaven and earth. Hongjun was directly locked up, but he forced himself to fly towards Honghuang in anger.

"Shameless!"

There was a rumbling sound in the primeval world. It turned out that the moment they appeared in the chaos, this world was refined, or it could be said that the remaining heavenly way of this world was rapidly merging with the primeval world of another world.

At the same time, with the return of the gods and the end of the great slaughter, the incomplete ancient land became strangely clear and bright.

Because Hongjun was not there, the divine power of heaven was sent down, causing all living things to seem to understand as if they had sensed something in their hearts.

If they don't merge with the other wild world, they will be doomed.

After countless living beings felt it, the luck of the world began to gather and head towards the heaven.

After all, the Heavenly Court is the one that connects the heavens to the other great world.

"All the gods return to their positions and pay homage to the Heavenly Emperor Kunpeng!"

Above the Heavenly Palace, the Lingxiao Palace was flashing with three golden lights that were the images of Kunpeng, Nuwa, and Houtu.

The three Dharma images that stayed here opened their eyes at this moment, and looked at each other with helplessness on their faces.

"Kunpeng, you still want to have it all to yourself!"

"Humph! Nuwa, what do you mean!"

"Hou Tu, no one should laugh at anyone else!"

The three of them looked at each other and finally could only grit their teeth and swallow their anger. Finally, Kunpeng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"There is no time. While Hongjun is in the chaos in the sky, the three of us will connect to the Heavenly Dao and completely melt this world. By then, there will be no place for Hongjun to survive." The three golden bodies do not need much power. After all, to be connected to this Heavenly Dao, all they need is recognition.

Finally, the three golden bodies of the Dharmadhatu slowly closed their eyes, and finally they had a connection with this incomplete and weak heaven.

Although the Heavenly Dao is unconscious, it has instincts and knows that once Hongjun takes over, it will continue to devour it.

Faced with the temptations of Kunpeng, Nuwa and Houtu, Tiandao had almost no hesitation and directly acknowledged the three of them.

This is equivalent to the status of Hongjun Daozu at the time. It is in line with the Way of Heaven, but it is not.

The Heavenly Dao of this world is too weak and feeble. At the same time, three people share the position of the Dao Ancestor. Although it is a bit small, it is still the position of the Dao Ancestor after all.

Once they become the Taoist ancestors, they will be considered shareholders of the board of directors of this world. Moreover, the three of them holding shares can quickly merge with the other world while the other is away and kick Yin Hongjun out.

"Kunpeng! Nuwa!"

Outside the chaotic sky, Yin Hongjun roared angrily. At this moment he felt a sense of deprivation.

His primitive world was being taken away from him, or rather, these people had plotted against him and actually sold his primitive world.

damned!
As for Yang Hongjun from another world, although he had many scars all over his body and looked a little embarrassed, there was a smile on his face.

"Haha, it seems that I won this round. Although Honghuang will be weak for a while because of the battle with you, if you leave Honghuang, you will be a lost dog."

Yang Hongjun had never been so excited. He thought of many possibilities, but he had never thought of snatching food from the tiger's mouth while Yin Hongjun was napping in the cave.

Although it's a bit immoral, who cares about this kind of thing?

How can you let go of the benefits you have already obtained?
This is not nonsense!

The ancient world was rumbling. If the two worlds were to merge, it was unknown how long it would take. But with the three Taoist ancestors, things were different.

Kunpeng, Nuwa and Houtu are considered the Taoist ancestors of one of the three territories in this ancient world.

As for the remaining two thirds, it was more excessive. While Yin Hongjun was not at home, the three of them actually joined forces to seal (freeze) the two thirds of the fortune of Hongjun's territory.

Then it is through the heaven that it merges with the other world of the ancient universe.

The weak Heavenly Dao felt a sudden sense of joy after welcoming the thriving Heavenly Dao from another primitive world.

This world seemed to have sensed something, and although it was torn apart, strange phenomena also appeared in the sky.

With the emergence of another world of primordial heaven, under the power of heaven, the collapsed and shattered primordial earth began to gradually overlap, and finally formed four major plates.

The four continents, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Xiniu Hezhou, Nanzhanbuzhou and Beijuluzhou, appear at the four corners of the vast ocean of this vast land.

At the same time, there is a wild land with scarce spiritual energy. This is the territory controlled by Yin Hongjun that was sealed (frozen), but it was annexed by Yang Honghuang.

In the endless ocean, countless fragments of land were surrounded. The fate that awaited them was to be slowly devoured by this heavenly way and kicked out of Yin Hongjun's control.

In chaos!
"Alright! You win this round!"

In the chaotic war, tens of millions of years have passed in the prehistoric world. At this time, Yin Hongjun in the chaos has an extremely terrifying momentum, because he lost the prehistoric world, but he also swallowed a lot of the origin of the heaven.

In terms of personal strength, he is definitely number one.

But he lost, and he didn't dare to enter this primitive world now. After all, the origin of this primitive world has expanded by one third.

He is the number one in the chaos, but once he enters this primitive world, he will be sealed by this world.

"Wulian Tianzun, it seems that fellow Daoist will have to wander in this chaos and must not set foot in the prehistoric world for the rest of his life."

Under Yang Hongjun's smiling face, there was an obvious sense of gloating.

However, Yin Hongjun sneered grimly, "Don't be happy too soon, the chaos is endless, it may not be just the yin and yang."

"Just wait. There is plenty of time in the endless years. After I find other worlds in the chaos and continue to devour them, I will come back sooner or later!"

Facing Yin Hongjun's threat, Yang Hongjun smiled calmly and bowed:
"Just as Daoist friend Ru said, chaos is endless, and this primitive world is also constantly growing. Let's see whether Daoist friend is swallowing faster, or this primitive world is growing faster."

After the two looked at each other, Yin Hongjun sneered, and his figure disappeared into the chaos.

……

In the ancient world, during these millions of years, ordinary creatures had no idea that the decisive battle of chaos concerned their future.

In these endless years, there is heaven above and hell below, and all kinds of races emerge.

Different from Yin Hongjun's previous practice of forcing things to grow in order to devour the world, this world is built step by step.

heaven.

"Kunpeng, there are four of these four continents, and we have three. Tell me how we divide them!"

Nuwa, Houtu and Kunpeng sat cross-legged, looking at the four continents through their magical powers, and none of them gave in.

After all, they are considered the ancestors of the four continents, and outside these four continents they are also powerful beings of heaven and earth.

"Let's stick with the old rules. Either the four continents take turns managing it, or you and I draw lots to decide the winner."

Nuwa and Houtu looked at each other, both showing annoyance. Drawing lots? If they lose, they will be gone.

We take turns to manage it, so that everyone gets a share.

As the ancestors of Taoism, the stronger these four continents are, the stronger their cultivation will be.

When Kunpeng, Nuwa and Houtu had absolute control over the four continents, the people who were deified at the beginning were the ones who managed this world.

At the same time, Hongjun in Zixiao Palace looked at the vibrant Honghuang and couldn't help but smile.

The primitive world is growing healthily and is no longer as wild as it once was.

At the same time, there are thousands of worlds hidden in the wilderness. There are three worlds in the East China Sea that have produced three powerful men in endless years.

One of them was arrogant and wielded a sword, the other two came over from time to time, but the three of them were obviously a bit chaotic.

In the Western land, two bald monks came out from one world, wandering around the world with smiles on their faces, spreading their Western teachings.

They love this world so much that there is no distinction between East and West. They don’t care, as long as they spread the teachings.

Mount Buzhou, the pillar of the ancient world, is full of vitality, absorbing and exhaling the energy of chaos to continuously strengthen itself. The entire ancient world has entered a healthy world with infinite evolution.

In the myriad worlds of the heavens, geniuses appear from time to time, and these geniuses are also the ancestors of Taoism in their own worlds of the heavens.

After appearing in the prehistoric world at the same time, these powerful monks are still inferior to the ancient and famous monks, and each of them is also famous.

The prehistoric world is constantly growing. At the same time, some powerful cultivators directly cross the void and step into the chaos, plundering the fragments of chaos and integrating them into the prehistoric world.

Either they create a small world or they throw it into the ocean to form a new world.

The prehistoric world is constantly growing. Although there are dangers lurking everywhere in the chaos, there is even a legend of a world-destroying demon handed down from ancient times.

But at the same time, there are countless powerful people in the prehistoric world who are practicing every moment, constantly pursuing a stronger path.

Finale (End of this chapter)