Honghuang: To Create A God Of Democracy, The Big Guy Is Crazy

"Follow Heavenly Dao's orders."

"Follow Heavenly Dao's orders."

"Follow Heavenly Dao's orders."

A series of indifferent and low voices sounded from the Nine Heavens, and a majestic and majestic figure walked out of the Nine Heavens.

"Um?"

Sensing the breath of these people, Hongjun suddenly reacted to one thing.

It seems that he has always subconsciously placed the Celestial Grave Plane on the same level as the Great Primordial Plane?

And what about reality?

Heavenly Dao on the plane of the tomb is only the Golden Immortal of Great Primordial Chaos.

The strongest of Heavenly Dao's apostles is the Golden Immortal of Great Primordial Chaos.

ah this...

Is there a possibility that all the strength of the Celestial Tomb is like this?

if so......

Hongjun's eyes began to brighten.

"Daoist Friend, I have something I don't know if I should say it or not."

Hongjun looked at Dugu Baitian.

"Daoist Friend but it doesn't matter."

Dugu Baitian wondered.

"Is the strongest in your plane Heavenly Dao?"

Hongjun Road.

"Yes, Heavenly Dao is unimaginably strong. It has gathered the mighty power of the entire six worlds, and it has gone through many times of destruction, and its strength is unimaginable. If not, we will not fail after many battles. "

Dugu Baitian said solemnly.

"..."

Hongjun was lost in thought.

Is Heavenly Dao the strongest?

Just looking at this breath, he seems to be able to... hang?

"Daoist Friend, how about another deal?"

Many thoughts flashed by, Hongjun said with a smile.

"Daoist Friend please speak."

Dugu defeated Heavenly Dao.

"You want to suppress the Heavenly Dao side, right? If this matter is completely wrapped up in our world, we will arrange a place for you so that you can avoid the risk of falling."

"In this way, you are willing to pay more, such as giving us your blood essence, a large amount of blood essence, as long as you are not on the verge of death or serious injury, blood essence and your Law Treasure, etc. are all given to us. "

Hongjun said with a smile.

"???"

Lonely defeated.

"???"

All the powerhouses on the plane of the tomb.

"Is Daoist Friend joking?"

"Heavenly Dao's strong men are almost here, so naturally I won't be joking."

"..."

Dugu Baitian fell into contemplation again.

Are you so hung up?

"Okay, if Daoist Friend can suppress Heavenly Dao as soon as possible, we agree to your conditions!"

Dugu defeated the sky decisively.

"good."

Hongjun is satisfied.

"Everyone, have you heard that, in this battle, our Great Primordial has won, are you confident?"

Hongjun turned to look at the Great Primordial powerhouses and said.

War days?

Suppressing Heavenly Dao?

Very good, I have reserved the Great Primordial!

"Have!"

All the Great Primordial powerhouses laughed.

They heard the exchange between Hongjun and Dugu Baitian.

Is this the strength of the big boss in this world?

That's it?

If that's the case, then they are afraid of the fart!

"war!"

With a low shout, Hongjun stepped out, the chaotic energy overflowed, and the origin of the monstrous world gathered. Behind Hongjun, there was a majestic and majestic plane like a phantom that crossed the endless void.

Leverage across borders!

Lend, the power of the Great Primordial!

Borrow, the power of Saint Dao Fruit!

"I, suppress Heavenly Dao in this world, and the rest will be distributed according to strength."

Hongjun said coldly.

The voice ended, and in the next second, Hongjun appeared in front of Heavenly Dao deity, and many treasures in his hands were smashed directly. At the same time, there were many evolutions of supernatural powers, and infinite power and supernatural power were blooming at this moment.

"Then leave this sky to me."

Zhu Long smiled, and in the next second, he turned into an immortal dragon with a length of billions and billions of feet, roaring towards the sky.

"Pangu real body, now!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witch let out a loud shout, the violent aura spread, and the true meaning of Grand Dao was projected, and a stalwart giant came out of the void and grabbed towards the sky.

"The endless sea of ​​blood praises my real name!"

The sharp sword intent shot out from Ming He's eyes, the murderous intent on his body seemed to turn into a boundless sea of ​​blood, the sound of rolling waves slapped, and a phantom shadow of the blood-colored Wang Yang was projected behind him.

Hundreds of millions of blood gods and sons are one, if the infinite avatars are unified, Ming He will be transformed into a huge wave that slaps towards the yellow sky.

Emperor Jun, Tai Yi, The Supreme Pure One, Nuwa, Zhen Yuan'zi, Prince of East, Queen Mother of the West...

All the powerhouses broke out at the same time, and they all shot!

The terrifying power seems to subvert everything, as if it can make this plane reopen, the entire six realms are shaking, and the Jiutian is even more shaky and almost collapsed.

war?

Do not!

It was more like a one-sided gang fight. The powerhouses of Great Primordial were full of terrifying aura. Compared to that, the powerhouses on the Heavenly Dao side seemed to be sluggish, as if they couldn't even resist their aura.

"???"

Lonely defeated.

"???"

All fighters.

Shocked!

sluggish!

All the powerhouses of the Heavenly Tomb plane were stunned, and they almost broke out foul language.

There was only one sentence left in his mind.

Holy crap, how about you play us? ? ?

fuck!

When you were so strong, you were so cautious and careful in the beginning, why couldn't you just push us across the entire plane? *