Prehistoric: Across The Country

It has been tens of thousands of years, and Yao Chi has never seen Patriarch Hongjun so frowning.

Only then did Patriarch Hongjun realize that there was a fairyland beside him, he waved his hand, and withdrew the coercion emanating from his body.

After staring at the endless chaos for a long time, Patriarch Hongjun said lightly: "They... are back."

"them?"

Yao Chi stared blankly at Hong Jun, doubts written all over her face, in her impression of "April 17", there should be nothing in the world that could make Master show a sad face.

Seeing Yaochi's ignorant look, Hongjun waved his hand casually, and the chaotic atmosphere of the day floated into her mind.

With the entry of Primal Chaos Qi, Yaochi's memory suddenly loosened a bit, and the memory that had been dusty for thousands of years gradually emerged in her mind.

Chaotic darkness enveloped the entire Void Sea Territory.

Countless terrifying auras float in every corner of this sea area.

The strength of those breaths is inconceivably strong, and each breath is the ultimate of a kind of Taoism.

Yaochi knelt down on a piece of broken continent dumbly.

She prostrated herself on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

The terrifying oppressive feeling made Yaochi almost out of breath. She who used to be aloof is now like an ant that can be crushed to death at will.

The expression on her face was horrified and helpless, and she buried her head in the soil devoutly, as if it was the only way to get a little breath.

This is a fear that comes from the soul!

It is also an irresistible instinct!

This is the aura of the former ruler of the world——three thousand gods and demons!

Just when Yao Chi was about to be collapsed by this terrifying aura, a soft ray of light wrapped her consciousness and brought her back to Zi Xiao Palace.

The face of Yaochi who came back to her senses was still pale, she stood in Zixiao Palace for a long time, and then stammered: "Except for Yang Mei, the three...Three thousand gods and demons are not all. Has it been sealed! How could it be..."

"Zhunti, you have brought a catastrophe to the world." Looking at the distant sky, Patriarch Hongjun sighed.

Ancestor Hongjun was extremely disappointed in Zhunti who released the terrifying three thousand gods and demons for his own personal grievances.

If it happens again, he will never give Zhunti a chance to be sanctified!

And now it was too late.

Corpses are everywhere in the heavenly court 0

The corpses of Taibai Jinxing, Julingshen and other immortals fell on Ling Xiaobao hall in a mess.

They were all drained of energy and cultivation by the black smoke that shot out one after another, and even their primordial spirit was swallowed up, and their bodies and spirits were completely wiped out.

Except for Di Xin who escaped a catastrophe because he went out, there was no one alive in the heavenly court.

"Too weak, too weak, there is no way to satisfy my appetite." A graceful figure exuding extremely cold air said with disgust.

The black energy in her body has almost faded away.

If it weren't for the cold air that almost froze the entire Heavenly Palace, just by virtue of that graceful figure and that beautiful face, it would definitely make many people dream about it.

"0.1 Yin Ming, don't worry, isn't there Hongjun's old cricket?"

Beside Yin Ming, a burly man who seemed to burn everything in the world looked at her with love, and his generous palms kept stroking Yin Ming's hair.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the man mentioned Hongjun, the black shadows behind him began to shout and curse angrily.

"That's a despicable old cricket, I must let him be smashed to pieces!".