Create a Flood: Start from Fooling Saints to Create the World

　　Fengdu Prison,

　　tongue-pulling prison,

　　skinning prison,

　　go to jail,

　　smashing the prison,

　　car crash,

　　......

　　Layers of regions are presented in this boundary, and at the same time, the avenues of the entire boundary are further improved.

　　At this moment, there are eighteen levels of hell in heaven and earth.

　　The future branches are presented, and at this moment, countless quasi-sanctuaries vaguely see the picture of the future scene.

　　In the scene that belongs to the future, this heavy space has turned into an underworld where various ghosts are punished. The environment is terrifying and gloomy. Here, according to the crimes committed by the ghosts, different degrees of criminal law will be accepted. Pots, swords and fires, beatings and tortures, etc.

　　The branch lines converge and eventually become one.

　　And in the sea of ​​blood.

　　That [-]th grade karma red lotus shattered immediately.

　　The blood-red petals that turned into blossoms fell to every space in the eighteenth level of hell.

　　Each flower seems to carry countless karma, and these karma are intertwined, absorbing the karma in the world and gradually blooming.

　　"Flowers on the other side, see the other side when the flowers bloom!!"

　　Someone spoke softly.

　　His eyes could not help but focus on the bright red flowers.

　　And at this moment, the whole world seems to be completely banned.

　　No one spoke, and everyone was quietly watching the formation of the land, and in the hell, the breath of the ancient great magician gradually disappeared.

　　The quasi-sage's expression gradually disappeared from the previous smile.

　　Everyone's heart is heavy.

　　Maybe many of the quasi-sages present were backward, but at this moment, they also felt heavy.

　　No one is a fool, and no one doesn't understand what just happened.

　　Maybe many people have no sense of Styx, but it is undeniable that Styx is second only to the saints in the whole world, and it is the ultimate existence among the great supernatural powers.

　　However, even if it is such an existence, it is so abrupt that it has fallen.

　　Even at this moment, because the back soil did not suppress the long river of time, many people saw the scene.

　　They just felt a chill in their bones.

　　Not the fear of the land, but the fear of the saints.

　　Hou Tu, being able to open a term, means that he has surpassed the level of quasi-sage, even if he has not reached that level, I am afraid that it is almost the same, and Hou Tu can do this, then what about other saints.

　　The answer may not need to say more.

　　Death may not be terrible for most people, but in this way, everything is covered up, and even the future he sees is also false. Such a blow is unimaginable for him.

　　Before Styx saw that the future was fake, it was the future that was tampered with by Houtu, so the future they saw must be true?

　　No one can be sure, no one can be sure.

　　No matter how strong the quasi-sage, this moment cannot help but be silent.

　　"Wait!"

　　"Can you really see the future?"

　　Ran Deng opened his mouth softly, with endless emotion in his expression, and with endless sighs, his eyes involuntarily looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

　　As the also the oldest great supernatural power, his touch is undoubtedly the greatest.

　　Millions of years ago, he saw a lot and understood a lot. He saw that he had achieved a supreme position in Western religions.

　　But at this moment he hesitated, he really hesitated, is the future he saw really the future?

　　Back soil can interfere with the Styx, so primitive.

　　The same is true for many people at this moment.

　　There was even a change in the interception.

　　Their hearts are disturbed.

　　Totally messed up.

　　Styx's death allowed them to see the world thoroughly and see how far apart the saints were from them.

　　Maybe they were confident before, thinking that even saints can't interfere with their future, at most they will collapse their future, and once they collapse, they can't help but find out.

　　But now, Styx's situation tells them that all this is probably just because they think too much.

　　The gap between Styx and Houtu is definitely not as big as the gap between them and the saints.

　　No matter how strong the back soil is, it will not reach the level of Sanqing, and it will be similar to Xuanyuan Renhuang.

　　And among them, there are several that can compare to Styx.

　　Silence dead silence.

　　And the projection of the saint still has no words, it seems that all this has never happened, not even an explanation.

　　However, because of this, the hearts of everyone at this moment became more and more heavy.

　　Especially here.

　　On the Interceptor side, many of the future they saw were forced, which is a little better to explain. On the Chanjiao side, many people have seen their body escape into the Western religion, and that was their own initiative.

　　Their gazes involuntarily converged on Primitive and then on the two Westerners.

　　At this moment, they thought a lot and thought a lot.

　　Several people opened their mouths, but the words could not come out.

　　In the chaos, the scene was instantly suppressed at this moment.

　　And everyone's mind couldn't help but ripple.

　　In the ripples, a line of sight couldn't help but converge on Jiang Chen.

　　That burning light.

　　"Open the sky!"

　　With a whispered voice, Ran Deng remembered Jiang Chen, and the particularity of this person.

　　Whether it was Tongtian, Nuwa, Sanhuang, or the sect master, they all seemed to be very kind to Jiang Chen. Even if Yuanyuan had little contact with Jiang Chen, the flammable lamp could be felt.

　　Of course, this particularity, for his level, is actually very little attention.

　　Others were jealous, and he really didn't react much.

　　As an existence that is the same as the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the ancient times of burning the lamp are earlier than that of the River Styx.

　　Naturally, he wouldn't care about Jiang Chen.

　　But now, when all this happened, he remembered Jiang Chen's special existence.

　　Jiang Chen's speciality lies in his practice. This one does not look at the past or seek the future. Everything belongs to himself, the world is for me, all things are for me, and the power of the world is the power of one's own body.

　　At this moment, he vaguely realized something.

　　Maybe this is the right path for them.

　　not now.

　　Thinking of this, the thoughts in Ran Deng's mind became more and more intense.

　　In the distance, I was quietly comprehending the Dao rhyme of Houtu Kaiyijie. At this time, I also seemed to notice something. I raised my head subconsciously, and just saw the complicated gaze of Ran Deng.

　　"Ok?"

　　There are some doubts in the forehead, and some confusion.

　　He vaguely recognized the burning lamp, but the look of the other party made him feel strange.

　　But fortunately, the other party's eyes were quickly withdrawn.

　　Jiang Chen also ignored it for the time being.

　　At this moment, he did not know that the world practice system began to shake.

　　The original orthodox practice method, the people who were confused by Styx and Houtu this time began to be confused.

　　Now he is comprehending the Dao rhythm opened by this world. Compared with Kaitian, the Dao rhyme at this time is undoubtedly more complicated, and because it is a terrestrial world, its Dao rhyme is also extremely biased, but for Jiang Chen This is what he needs.

　　Even he didn't find it himself.

　　Because Hongjun cut off Luohu in the past and expelled the demonic energy, there was actually something indescribable missing from the whole world, and this, even in his world.

　　Now, along with this feeling, that ineffable thing is gradually recovering.

　　Although nothing has changed in his world, he vaguely noticed that his world's domain ability seems to have increased a little, and it is still increasing rapidly.

　　Maybe it won't be long before even his realm power can stop outsiders.

　　Dao rhyme spread all over the body.

　　Hou Tu obviously also took care of him, and the surrounding area was almost covered with strong Dao rhyme.

　　Even the phantoms of the six reincarnations appeared beside him.

　　And if he looks up, he will find that the book is suspended above his head 0 ..

　　While the book on the ground exudes Dao rhythm, it also gradually engages with him, but this connection, even he himself does not feel it.

　　Land boundary.

　　gradually stabilized.

　　The dark space is now beginning to have blood red inclusions,