Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

This scene didn't just happen in the underworld, Kunlun Mountain, Longevity Mountain, or the human race, but happened everywhere in the ancient world.

In the face of great catastrophes in the prehistoric times, all tribes in the prehistoric times showed unprecedented potential. They migrated their tribes and resisted natural disasters with perseverance.

But the melee among the saints was really terrifying. This battle had completely disrupted the ancient world of earth, fire, water, and wind.

Tai Sutian and Nuwa saw that all the saints had joined forces to take action, but the trend of destruction in the ancient world was still not contained, and they could no longer bear it.

"Brothers, please hold on for a moment. I will go to Zixiao Palace to ask the teacher for help."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the trend of division in the ancient world is no longer something that the saints can stop. Only by inviting the Taoist ancestors can there be a glimmer of hope.

The saints nodded, increased their magic power, and tried their best to slow down the speed of the destruction of the ancient world.

Time was like fine sand, hurriedly passing through the fingers. I don’t know how long it had passed. Five Saints and Hunyuan suddenly heard bursts of Taoist sounds in their ears. The bursts of Taoist sounds were like a gust of wind, blowing away the gloom in everyone’s hearts. .

Lying high in the nine layers of clouds, the truth lies in the futon.

Beyond the dark and yellow world, I shall be the leader of the teachings.

Pan Gu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four phenomena followed.

One teaching is passed down to three friends, and two teachings are divided into sections.

The leader of Xuanmen City, he turned into Hongjun with his Qi.

When the sound of the message fell completely, an old man wearing a simple gray robe and a plain expression appeared in mid-air.

His aura was reserved, like a little old man in the secular world, standing in mid-air and looking at the saints indifferently.

The saints glanced at Hongjun cautiously and felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

The previous teacher always had a calm expression on his face, almost never showing any other emotions. If he had to describe it, he was like the way of heaven, high above, maintaining the movement of heaven and earth, and it has been like a day for hundreds of millions of years.

But today, when I look at it, my teacher has changed a lot. The clearest thing that all the saints feel is that his teacher has a human touch.

It is no longer like the way of heaven, which is aloof and indifferent and maintains the movement of heaven and earth.

Zhao Gongming's heart was also slightly disturbed. Although he had not met Hongjun many times, he was still keenly aware of the changes in Hongjun.

It seems that this catastrophe was caused by the lack of people in Heaven and the inability to fulfill the responsibilities that Heaven should bear. But in fact, I am afraid that Dao Ancestor is the biggest driving force behind the scenes.

All Saints thought a lot in their hearts, but externally it only lasted a moment. His face became a little hot, and he stepped forward and saluted Hongjun, "I have met the teacher."

Hundreds of millions of creatures in the ancient world, and countless powerful beings, including those who were trying their best to fight against natural disasters and save the creatures in the ancient world, also stopped and raised their hands to Hongjun from a distance.

Hongjun did not go to see the saints immediately, but waved his hand and cast a burst of magic power, which lifted up countless great powers in the prehistoric times.

Then he looked at the saints, his face darkened slightly and his voice was cold.

"You are saints of the ancient world. You did not bring benefit to the ancient world, but because of the disputes between your own sects, you got into a fight and even damaged the ancient land. Do you know your sin?"

Hongjun had a cold look on his face, and his dark and deep eyes seemed to span the endless space and fall on the saints.

The faces of the saints became even hotter, and they lowered their heads and said, "Teacher Qi, we were wrong. We should not have ignored hundreds of millions of living beings for the sake of our own selfish desires."

All the saints also understood that they had really gone big this time, and the Great Desolation was broken. This was no small matter, as it involved the level of the Great Desolate falling.

The implication is as great as the reappearance of a saint.

Now they can only hope that the teacher can fix the problem.

Otherwise, the overwhelming karma caused by this battle will come back, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Hongjun let out a long sigh, "In the past, in today's country, I deduced the secrets of heaven in the Zixiao Palace, and calculated that the prehistoric union should have such a disaster. The division of the prehistoric world is a foregone conclusion. Even if it is me, there is no way to stop it."

"What? Even Teacher, you can't do anything?"

At this time, all the saints suddenly panicked. Honghuang cannot be divided into pieces.

There was also an uproar throughout the ancient world, and there was a sad sound everywhere. The ancient world was torn apart. It was not just a simple separation in the sense, but the series of chain reactions it brought about were the most terrifying.

Jiutian, Hongjun shook his head slightly, "Although it is impossible to reunite Honghuang, it is not a big problem to stabilize Honghuang and keep Honghuang as it is now, so as not to completely split."

When the saints heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up. Although the four poles of the prehistoric era were divided into the east, west, north and south, fortunately, with them maintaining it, the span was not too big. If the teacher could take action and determine the prehistoric state, that would be good.

Hongjun said, "Your sins will be discussed after the prehistoric period is settled."

After speaking, Hongjun waved slightly, and a jade plate appeared in his palm.

The jade dish is white, with a faint light emitting from it. It is weak but bright, and there is an indescribable mysterious aura. Just by being close to it, you feel that your understanding has greatly increased, and countless mysteries of heaven and earth are rushing towards your face.

"This should be the fragment of the Chaos Treasure, the Jade Disk of Creation."

Zhao Gongming secretly marveled that even a fragment of the Chaos Treasure had such great power. He didn't know how much power the complete Chaos Treasure had.

Hongjun offered the jade dish of good fortune, waved his hands, and a steady stream of heavenly power poured in.

The jade plate of creation also became brighter from the faint light at the beginning, until it was bright and dazzling!

It exudes milky white brilliance, illuminating every inch of the four poles of the ancient world. Its supreme power makes the faces of all the saints change!

He also has to be a teacher, because his conduct is unparalleled.

Even if they were saints and Hunyuan combined, they would probably not be the opponent of the teacher.

"Creation Jade Disc, stop!"

Hongjun suddenly spoke, as if his words were followed by the law. The chaotic light on the Creation Jade Disc became brighter and brighter. Wherever it passed, time and space stopped!

The collapsed peak, the rubble condensed in the air, the backflowing sea water, the sea water fell into the sky, the cracked earth stopped the momentum of cracking, the earth, fire, water, wind, space storm, all the disasters, stopped!

This is the true sense of time and space stillness, a glance for ten thousand years.

"Disperse!"

Hongjun spoke again, and the light on the Creation Jade Disc became stronger.

The infinite creation light scattered on every inch of the prehistoric land.

Those static space cracks, earth, fire, water, wind, water of the Milky Way, volcanic lava, all disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, everyone only felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, and the prehistoric land seemed to have returned to its original appearance!

No!

Compared with the original, a crack appeared in the center of the prehistoric land, the four poles of east, west, south and north!

But the main vein of the World Tree is still firmly rooted in the center of the prehistoric world, and the branches are rooted in the four poles of east, west, south and north.

The saints looked at each other, with bitterness on their lips. The result they have now is already a favor from the teacher to clean up their mess. Otherwise, they are afraid that the calamity will backfire and they will fall from the sainthood.

Taiqing looked at the four newly formed continents and said, "The prehistoric world is still the prehistoric world, but the four poles of east, west, south and north have been separated and clearly defined. Please give them a name, teacher."