Prehistoric: At the beginning of the sword cut the statue of Nuwa

Chapter 66 Raising eyebrows, Hongjun, Chaos Demon God Appears
"Hongjun, you are in charge of the jade plate of good fortune, and you have been laying out the layout since the beginning of the world, and almost slaughtered all the innate gods and demons born in the prehistoric world, and the top races.

After the Great Tribulation of the Dragon Han Dynasty, you used the opportunity of killing the demon god Rahu to refine the treasure of killing the four swords of the immortal, and joined us to fight against Rahu. , died in that monstrous catastrophe, and the prosperous west of the wild was almost reduced to ruins. "

A long and ethereal voice echoed in the chaos, and the space was turbulent endlessly, rolling up a boundless chaotic tsunami.

The gate of Zixiao Palace opened, and an old man holding a dragon-headed willow cane, with cloudy eyes and a stooped back appeared from the space, and sat on the futon opposite Hongjun, like an old acquaintance, without looking at Hongjun who opened his eyes, self-mumbling:

"After you proved the Dao Hunyuan, in order to conform to the Dao with your body, you pretended to be benevolent and righteous, and followed the general trend of the heavens. You called yourself the ancestor of the Dao, enlightened the prehistoric, and gained boundless merit and luck."

"Using the great deception of Primordial Purple Qi, with the six sages as the foundation, with the body in line with the way of heaven, and with the help of the way of heaven, control the six sages."

"I hate it, I hate why I didn't see through your calculation early."

There was a hint of hatred in the old man's muddy eyes: "How many friends in the chaos died, even I was driven out of the wild by you, and I lost the chance to prove the Tao."

"Raise eyebrows, I am following the way of heaven."

Hongjun was expressionless, without any waves: "Chaos gods and demons, innate gods and demons are too powerful, which is not conducive to the way of heaven to govern the prehistoric world."

After all, Hongjun took a deep look at raising his eyebrows, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes:
"You shouldn't come back, Honghuang belongs to the deity, and it can only belong to the deity."

"Hahaha……"

Raising eyebrows suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, causing infinite fluctuations in the space: "It's a good one to do justice for the sky."

"The Great Desolation was created by Pangu, and the bodies of many demon gods were used as nourishment, and it gradually reached its present gigantic level."

"The Dao of Heaven is nothing but the transformation of rules after the birth of the Great Desolation."

"The way of heaven is that righteousness cannot be accomplished."

After laughing, there was a gleam of coldness in the raised eyebrows, and he stood up slowly: "Hongjun, I'm afraid you can't imagine that the reason why we can come back is thanks to your good disciple, the Six Sages, who received us."

"The feeling of being betrayed by relatives is not bad."

Immediately, Hongjun's indifferent face changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, with a terrifying murderous look flashing in his eyes:
"What are you talking about, the Six Sages are the ones who dragged you Chaos Demon God back to the primordial world."

"These evil beasts, Chaos Demon Gods, are born to be incompatible with the prehistoric world. I tried my best to drive you out."

Terrible anger burned in Hongjun's eyes, almost externalized, burning into chaos.

Chaos demon gods are all terrifying existences at the peak of human beings, and they each master a law. They are powerful and boundless. Their response to the prehistoric.

Lao Tzu originally waited for the saints to disobey his instructions and hide his practice for a hundred years, which he already understood.

I thought that this was just Yuan Yuan and Lao Tzu and other saints for their own benefit. When time passed and the catastrophe came, the disciples of all religions would still respond to the catastrophe.

At that time, he will be able to use various religions to weaken the human race.

Never expected that the saints would go against the will of heaven and do such an outrageous thing.

"All the saints, especially Sanqing, were transformed by Pan Gu Yuanshen. They were born with great luck. How could they tolerate you Hongjun and play with them in the palm of your hand when they have grown to the present level?"

Raising eyebrows and speaking indifferently, his eyes flickered coldly: "We are just waiting for this day."

"Hongjun, hand over the fortune jade plate."

Suddenly, a roar exploded into chaos, and the universe was in turmoil.

A huge body as high as ten thousand feet, bathed in the sea of ​​chaos, with extremely huge eyes, like two rounds of the universe.

A roar actually caused a few cracks to appear in the Zixiao Palace of the Xiantian Lingbao level, which was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

"The good fortune jade butterfly is the treasure of chaos. It was conceived by the Dao. After Pangu's death, it should belong to us, the chaos demon god."

A mighty middle-aged man stepped out of the chaos, his eyes were one yin and one yang, and the big world was born and died in his eyes, and the cycle was endless.

"Demon God of Qiankun, Demon God of Yin-Yang, you are not dead."

Hongjun's face turned extremely ugly, and the veins in his neck bulged, only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter.

The most powerful Chaos Demon God among the three surviving ones has reached the peak of its combat power countless years ago, and now its combat power may already be comparable to that of a saint.

And in the dark, there must be more in number, the Chaos Demon God who was driven out of the prehistoric place by him was coveting, and did not show up.

What's more, they were summoned by all the saints together,

In other words, the saints must have joined forces with them.

If he is still in the state of being in harmony with the Dao, with the help of the power of the Dao of Heaven, he will naturally not be afraid.

But at this time, he is only a saint of Hunyuan, and there is still a long distance from a saint of heaven.

With so many superpowers joining forces, even he dare not say that he will win.

Not to mention, control the prehistoric world.

"Master, hand over the good fortune jade plate."

At this moment, Lao Tzu's ethereal voice echoed in the chaos.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Yuan were the first to appear in the chaos, standing outside Zixiao Palace, looking straight at Hongjun, with no respect in their eyes at all.

The original expression was solemn, and the voice was incomparably majestic: "Master, the good fortune jade plate is the treasure left by the Father God, and we should be in charge of it."

"Naughty beast, you are leading wolves into the house."

Seeing Lao Tzu and Yuan Yuan, Hongjun was furious, and Zai couldn't maintain a steady state of mind, so he let out a roar:
"This deity gives you the most precious treasures of the Three Purities, and pushes you to the holy position. The primordial spirit entrusts the way of heaven and controls the prehistoric world."

"How dare you defy the will of the deity and the way of heaven, let the three races be born, and lead the Chaos Demon God into the prehistoric world."

"Isn't the appearance of the prehistoric West not enough for you to learn from?"

"Immediately join forces with the deity to drive the Chaos Demon God out of the wild."

"Otherwise, the deity can only choose another saint."

"Don't forget, I gave you the primordial purple energy. If I can give it to you, I can take it back."

But to his surprise, under his threatening words, Lao Tzu and Yuan Yuan's expressions remained indifferent and flat.

"Master, if you can still use the power of heaven, this disciple will turn around and leave now." Lao Tzu's eyes were complicated, and he said leisurely, Yuan Yuan also sneered.

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti also arrived, but their usually calm eyes were full of anger at this moment.

"Master, I, Xixi, it turned out that it was your schemes that brought me to where I am today." The miserable look on Jieyin's face disappeared, and his voice became extremely thick, like Hong Zhong Dalu.

(End of this chapter)