Great Desolate Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 5
The ancestor of Qiankun has the Qiankun tripod, the innate spiritual treasure, on his head, holding a sword in his hand, and is struggling to resist the sword spirit of Zhuxian.

On Hongjun's side, among the three, he is the weakest.

Although the Qiankun Ding is the best congenital spiritual treasure, its function is relatively simple, it is only innate instead of acquired, it has no attack power, and its defense is quite reluctant.

Therefore, in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he was in a difficult situation, and could only resist the sword energy with all his strength, and was extremely embarrassed.

"Not good, no." Suddenly, Patriarch Qiankun's body trembled, and he felt a terrifying murderous intent lock himself, there was nowhere to escape, and he couldn't help but yelled in horror.

"Die, die for me!"

When Luo Hu's cold voice reached his ears, Patriarch Qiankun saw Luo Hu turn into a black light and stab himself with the god-killing spear.There was murderous intent in Luo Hu's dark voice, which made Patriarch Qiankun shudder, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a sense of life and death crisis lingered in his heart.

Amidst Luo Hu's grinning grin, Patriarch Qiankun yelled miserably.Under Luo Hu's all-out sneak attack with the God-killing Spear, combined with the attack of Zhu Xian's sword energy, he succeeded in a sneak attack in one fell swoop, knocking down the Qiankun Cauldron, stabbing the ancestor of Qiankun with one blow, and the God-killing Spear missed his heart.

"Haha, you're done!"

Luo Hu laughed loudly and shouted arrogantly.

At the same time, the god-killing gun in his hand shook violently, and a huge force exploded, instantly destroying the body of Qiankun Patriarch.The primordial spirit of the ancestor of Qiankun jumped, just about to escape to seek a chance of life.

"Do not."

It's a pity that Luo Hu instantly activated the soul-hunting technique of the God-killing Spear, and the terrifying devouring power emanated from the gun, completely pulling the primordial spirit of the ancestor of Qiankun into it, refining it into the power that Luo Hu urged to activate the God-killing Spear.Poor Patriarch Qiankun, the quasi-sage mid-stage power, has no resistance under this catastrophe, and ends up being wiped out physically and mentally!

"what?"

"How could this be?"

When Patriarch Qiankun fell, Hongjun and Patriarch Yinyang sensed it immediately, and couldn't help being shocked. They didn't expect Luo Hu to kill Patriarch Qiankun so quickly, it was really amazing.

Without Patriarch Qiankun, the situation is even more unfavorable for them!

"out!"

At the moment, Hongjun didn't dare to be negligent, and hastily released his good corpse and his own corpse to suppress the Zhuxian formation.It's a pity that there is no defensive treasure, and it is difficult to compete with Zhu Xian's sword spirit. Although there are two people, they are still defeated by the demon ancestor Luohu, and the situation is in danger.

"Luo Hu, how dare you hurt my three corpses, I won't give up with you!" Seeing this, Hong Jun shouted with anxiety on his face.

However, Hongjun and Yinyang Taoist wanted to help, but they couldn't.The two corpses have been retreating steadily, and they are gradually being beaten into the Zhuxian Gate. Luo Hui is chasing after him frantically with a god-killing gun in his hand.

"Hunyuan didn't judge me to be the first, and the birth and death of the palm are unfolding in the world. There are mysteries in the good fortune of the universe, and I call myself the creator of the world."

Suddenly, a person from outside the sky came singing and stepped into the formation.

This Taoist actually looked like a young man, extremely handsome, and his body exuded a powerful aura.

The breath is vast, long-lasting, as if it lasts forever!

"Two fellow daoists, don't panic, I'll help you." The man stepped into the formation, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the demon ancestor Luohu in the immortal gate.

This person is Haotian, the avatar of the World Tree, the creator of the world!
During the years of Yuanhui, he practiced hard in the chaos of 33 days away, comprehending the origin of the Dao and the law of creation.

The Chaos Spiritual Root is aptitude against the sky. If the foundation is much higher than that of Hongjun, Luohu, Yinyang, etc., and there is more insight into the origin of the World Tree, it will naturally enter the realm quickly.

In the first 3 years, the body of Creation evolved into a small thousand world, and achieved the position of quasi-sage.It took 3 years to stabilize the realm, and 6 years later, Xiaoqian World finally evolved to the extreme, and now Chuangshi has become a peerless powerhouse of quasi-sage Dzogchen!
If there is another breakthrough and the evolution of the middle thousand worlds, the creator of the world will immediately become the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

"Where is the Taoist, dare to meddle in other people's business." Seeing a group of people rushing in and killing him, the Demon Ancestor Luohu immediately screamed angrily, and rushed up with the God-killing Spear.

Taoist Chuangshi ignored the evil spirit and murderous intent in the Zhuxian formation, and countless Zhuxian sword qi shot in front of him, as if blocked by an invisible force, unable to get close to him.

"Look at my supernatural powers."

Seeing Luo Hou stabbing him with a god-killing spear, Taoist Chuangshi didn't dare to take it too seriously. With a wave of his hands, he drew a mysterious rune in front of him, and cast a spell in his hand.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the rune exploded, an earth-shattering bang, as if it had opened up the world, and the place where the rune exploded suddenly shot out a shining nine-colored light, which contained the mighty power of opening up the world, and rushed towards the demon ancestor Luohu.

The twelfth-grade black lotus light curtain trembled violently, as if it would shatter at any moment!
Only then did Luo Hu realize how powerful it was, and quickly mobilized his mana with all his strength, pouring it into the twelfth-grade black lotus, slowly stabilizing the shady scene.

Suddenly, Hongjun's good corpses and self corpses also besieged from the side, and Luo Hu was beaten back by the three of them.Quickly jumped out of the gate of the Zhuxian formation, went to kill the ancestor Yinyang, and fought with the ancestor Yinyang again.

Yin-Yang Patriarch Taiji Tu was blocked by the sword energy of killing immortals, so he had to reach out and take out an innate spirit sword to fight with Luo Hu.Although the spirit sword is very powerful, it cannot break through the defense of the twelfth-rank black lotus, and Luo Hu has a god-killing spear.

After a while, the ancestor Yinyang was shot several times and was seriously injured.

"Hahaha, if you're going to die, you die with me too!" As if knowing that there was no hope of escaping from the big formation, in desperation, the Yin-Yang Patriarch roared with a hideous expression on his face.Outrageously, the primordial spirit and the main body exploded at the same time.

With a loud bang, the sky and the earth shook, and the gate of the Immortal Killing Formation was directly blown up!

Once the Immortal Killing Formation is destroyed, the other three sects of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation will naturally be destroyed without attack!
I saw Daoist Hongjun in a bit of a panic, coming out of the Sinking Immortal Gate with a Pangu banner in his hand, and the three corpses had already been taken back by him.Daoist Chuangshi's expression remained the same, as when he came here, looking at Luo Hu coldly.

"puff!"

At this time, Luo Hu was extremely miserable. The twelfth grade black lotus was knocked to the ground, leaning on the god-killing spear, kneeling on one knee, spurting streams of black blood from his mouth.

He knew that he had lost, and he lost because of his arrogance!
Even in his dreams, he never imagined that the Yin Yang Patriarch would be so vicious, and if he chose to blew himself up, he would injure himself severely.

Although the ancestor Yinyang is not as powerful as Hongjun and Daoist Chuangshi, he is also a peak quasi-sage master in the middle stage. This self-destruction simply exerts a power that is several times that of the quasi-sage peak. This kind of power cannot be resisted by the demon ancestor Luohu!

"Haha!" Suddenly, Luo Hu burst into laughter, and shouted to the sky: "Hongjun, even if I die, I will never make it easier for you. The Dao is on the top, and now I, Luo Hu, will establish the Demon Cult. From now on, the Dao will disappear." The magic rises, the magic disappears and the way rises."

The roar resounded, and Luo Hu also blew himself up. The huge and terrifying force even blew up most of the spiritual veins in the wild west.

In the first tribulation of dragon and phoenix, in these several battles, the foundation of the Great Desolate West was destroyed. From then on, no matter how powerful it is, it would be difficult to recover. The catastrophe finally came to an end!
Taoist Hongjun carefully looked at the young man across from him, and he was quite surprised. This Taoist himself couldn't see through his cultivation, he couldn't figure out his foundation.

It can only be determined that this person is not sanctified.

Feeling the ancient, long-term and mysterious aura in the opponent's body, extremely tyrannical.

"This person is powerful, he is definitely a powerful person, but it seems that there is no spiritual treasure in his hand, otherwise he will never use supernatural powers to fight against the enemy. It seems that this Taoist must be a generation of hermits." Hongjun looked at it and thought secretly.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
However, Hongjun didn't think the other party would threaten him!

Because after the catastrophe, his three corpses will become one, and he will immediately become a saint.At that time, no one will be able to threaten himself.

"This time, thank you fellow daoist for your help. Poor Daoist Hongjun, I don't know what to call you?" Hongjun smiled and said politely.

"The poor Taoist created the world and cultivated in the chaos. This time, he noticed the Great War, so he came here." The Taoist who created the world said lightly.

"My view is that fellow Taoists don't really take advantage of spiritual treasures. Why don't you give them the twelfth-grade black lotus and the god-killing spear?" Hong Jun said with a smile.

He naturally knew that this person didn't want to make a trip in vain, and he might not give up if he didn't get some benefits!
"It's so good!" Chuangshi said with a light smile, stretched out his hand and took away two treasures.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, Pindao has gained a little from this battle, and I have to go back and tidy up, so I'm leaving." Chuangshi said again.

"Great kindness!" Naturally, Hongjun would not object, and said with a smile: "The poor Taoist also has to go back to the mountain, retreat and comprehend, brother Taoist will meet later."

Saying that, set up an auspicious cloud and flew to the east.

Taoist Creator, head to Chaos again!

The first calamity of the prehistoric world, the first calamity of the dragon and phoenix, the decline of the three clans, the fall of the demon ancestors, and the destruction of the foundation of the West ended.After the ancestor Hongjun won the victory, he returned to Yujing Mountain to comprehend the way of becoming a saint.

Everything seems to be back to the origin again!
Gradually, 10 years passed by.

The prehistoric world was rejuvenated. After the great catastrophe, within the Yiyuanhui, the way of heaven was extremely clear. Many people of insight seized the opportunity to practice, and their Taoism made great progress!
In the past ten thousand years, masters in the realm of Daluo Jinxian have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.In East Kunlun there are Pangu and Sanqing, all of whom were cultivated in the late period of Da Luo Jinxian. In Buzhou Mountain there are Nuwa and Fuxi, in the west there are Jieyin and Zhunti, in Longevity Mountain there is Zhenyuanzi, in Huoyun Cave there is Hongyun, Sun Star Emperor Jun and Taiyi. , Beiming Kunpeng and so on.

All of a sudden, there are countless heroes fighting for the top, and there are countless powerful people in the wild!
On Yujing Mountain in West Kunlun, Hongjun has been in retreat for 10 years.Haotian knew that Hongjun would become a strong saint when he left the customs.

At that time, Honghuang will enter a new course of rapid development, the age of liches, and the birth of a saint!
For 10 years, both Haotian and Yaochi practiced bitterly in Yujing Mountain, and they have made further progress respectively. Haotian's cultivation base has broken through to the peak of the middle stage of the Daluo Jinxian, and the comprehension of the creation avatar has passed back the insights. In fact, Haotian's Taoism has already Da Luo Jinxian peak, but in order to lay a good foundation and not attract Hongjun's attention, Haotian used chaotic beads to suppress his cultivation. As long as he wanted, Haotian could break through at any time, and Yaochi broke through to the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

On this day, the prehistoric creatures lived according to their own trajectories, and some people with great supernatural powers were comprehending Taoism in order to take a step closer.It's a pity that this day is destined to become a big day that shakes the prehistoric world.

Yujing Mountain, in Zixiao Palace.

A huge coercion suddenly surged out, Haotian and Yaochi plopped and were crushed to the ground!
This coercion was unbelievably strong, and as if it was out of control, it skyrocketed inch by inch, sweeping all over the prehistoric region, and hundreds of millions of creatures bowed in the direction of West Kunlun to congratulate the saint on his birth.

Haotian looked up, and saw that the sky had already opened, auspicious clouds, thousands of auspicious colors, golden lotus springing from the ground, and visions, like celestial maidens scattered flowers, with colorful auspicious colors.

"Kuang!"

Suddenly, the door of Zixiao Palace opened wide, and Hongjun stepped out from it.

In the prehistoric world, the purple air suddenly came thirty thousand miles east, and the sound of immortals resounded in the void!
The aura on Hongjun's body became more ethereal, almost like Taoism, and Haotian knew that Hongjun had become a saint.

"Disciple, congratulations to the teacher for attaining the Dao, and may the teacher live forever!" Haotian and Yaochi paid homage and shouted in their mouths.

"Well, I want to move the dojo 33 days away, into the chaos." Hongjun said calmly, and said with a smile: "Haotian, Yaochi, come with me quickly."

"Yes!" The two shouted immediately.

Hongjun pointed, Zixiao Palace disappeared immediately, and an auspicious cloud rose under the three people's feet, flying 33 days away.

After a long time, the great coercion that filled the prehistoric world just dissipated.

"Lying high on the nine-fold cloud, the futon is true to Taoism; the world is mysterious and yellow, and I am the head teacher; Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, two ceremonies and four phenomena; one pass on three friends, two teachings explain and divide; the leader of the Taoist capital, one Qi transforms Hongjun."

Hundreds of millions of sentient beings can only hear a song resounding in their ears, mysterious and mysterious!
"I am Hongjun. I have been sanctified today. Thirty-three days after a hundred years, the Taoism will be opened in Zixiao Palace. Anyone who is destined can come and listen!" Hongjun's indifferent voice was heard in the ears of all living beings.

(End of this chapter)