Sand Sculpture Prehistoric: My Golden List Play Heroes

The Three Thousand Ages of Chaos, each of which is an ancient history, and after each immeasurable calamity, the old era will be buried and a new era will be opened.

In this vast chaos, one ancient civilization after another was buried, and I don’t know how many singing and crying characters became history and were forgotten by future generations.

However, there is a person who exists eternally in heaven and earth, who was born in the first chaotic era of chaos, witnessing the birth and destruction of one era after another in prehistory.

Today, it is the 3,000th Age of Chaos, which is also known as the Flood Era.

“The last era, the Buddha-figure calculated that the chaos era will end in the third thousandth century, the avenue will not be reorganized, and the entire great chaos will become a void dead land!”

“It seems that the Buddha-figure can no longer sleep, it’s time to do something, even if he can’t change the destruction of the Dao, he must enjoy the last life in this limited time!”

The breath of ancient vicissitudes came from the depths of chaos, but no one could hear it.

Then, a purple-gold list flew out from the depths of chaos, exuding the aura of suppressing eternity, and flew towards the Hong Wilderness.

As this list broke through the chaos, the rules of the avenue in the chaos all wailed, and various visions rose along with the list, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes pervaded.

The entire Great Chaos seemed to have been suppressed, and the flowing Chaotic Qi and the terrifying Chaos Storm all fell into stasis.

At the same time, Hong Huang was in the middle of the sermon in the Zixiao Palace at this time.

In the Zixiao Palace, as Hongjun’s sermon ended, his deep eyes swept over everyone, and he said lightly: “After this sermon is over, what questions do you have?” ”

“Dare to ask the teacher, what is a saint?”

Lao Tzu was the first to speak, and also asked the hearts of everyone present.

Hongjun seemed to have guessed that someone would ask this, so he said lightly: “The saint is also known as the mixed element saint, the mixed yuan is all-encompassing, flawless and dirtless, it is the end and the beginning, the saint Yuan God pins on the heavenly way, does not stick to cause and effect, and immeasurable calamity cannot be destroyed!” ”

After speaking, he added: “Under the saints, there are all ants!” ”

“So terrifying?”

Everyone present looked shocked, and from Hongjun, they felt the strength of the saint, but they didn’t expect it to be so strong.

In particular, the words that there are ants under the saints really shocked them.

Doesn’t this mean that they are so powerful in the presence that they are just ants in the eyes of the other party?

“Dare to ask the teacher, so sanctified?”

This time it was Yuan Shifa who asked.

In an instant, the three thousand mighty powers in the Zixiao Palace looked at Hongjun, and after knowing the horror of the saint, their eyes became fiery.

To this question, Hongjun seemed to still have some expectations, and replied without thinking: “Three thousand avenues, all articles can preach, but there are three ways of sanctification summed up by the poor road!” ”

“First, preach the Dao with strength, break through the chaos with great magic power and great wisdom, open up heaven and earth, and feel the three thousand avenue rules that were fed back when heaven and earth were born, so as to become enlightened, Pangu Great God wanted to use this method to become enlightened, but unfortunately failed!”

“Second, the three corpses become enlightened, cut off their own good, evil, and obsession, and bring their state of mind closer to the way of heaven, so as to become holy!”

“Third, merit is sanctified, and those who make great contributions to the flood and famine can be sanctified by merit!”

“These three methods are the strongest in preaching the Dao, followed by the method of beheading three corpses created by the poor Dao, and finally, merit and sanctification!”

After speaking, Hongjun closed his eyes.

However, below, the power of the flood desolation shook one by one, and the three sanctification methods opened their eyes, and what shocked them was that Pangu Great God actually failed to become a saint.

What shocked them even more was that the Hongjun Saint in front of them actually created his own sanctification method, how amazing was this?

As for merit, heh, don’t think about it, how easy it is to make a big contribution to the flood famine.

In this way, in the minds of the powerful people, the method of beheading three corpses created by this Hongjun Saint in front of them was the most suitable for them.

Hongjun squinted his eyes and secretly looked at everyone’s reaction, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, this is what he wanted.

Hongjun naturally knew that he could not compare with Pangu Great God, but he was sure that if he said so, his status in the minds of these Flood Desolation powers would definitely not be worse than Pangu.

After all, Pangu failed, and he succeeded.

Of course, this is all the fact that he deliberately distorted Pangu’s preaching, Pangu proved the Dao Realm, but not a saint, and the two completely different realms were said to be one realm.

“Boom!”

However, just when the great powers were meditating and Hongjun was proud, the Zixiao Palace suddenly shook violently, and the strong impact caused many great powers to fly out from the futon.

Even Hongjun was shaken upside down and almost fell off the high platform.

“What’s going on?”

Hongjun’s face sank, his heart was furious, he was enjoying the fun of pretending, he was proud, and he almost made him ugly.

Below, the faces of all the powerful people also changed greatly.

You know, this is a saintly field, and the explanation is that the saint is invincible, so how can this saintly field shake? What happened again?

“Hmph, don’t be irritable!”

Seeing this, Hongjun snorted coldly, let go of a little of the breath on his body, and wisps of holy power permeated from him, covering the entire Zixiao Palace in an instant.

Under this holy power, all the great powers present felt as if the entire heaven and earth were suppressed, and endless Dao rules descended on them, making them breathless and their bodies trembling.

So, everyone quieted down, and one by one looked at Hongjun on the high platform with a look of awe.

“Let’s just let the poor road see what happened?”

Hongjun said lightly, and then pointed at the void, and a picture appeared in the void, appearing in front of everyone’s eyes.

“Huh, what’s that?”

“Purple-gold list? Is it a magic weapon? ”

“Is it this thing that shook the Zixiao Palace?”

All the powerful people looked at the content on the screen in amazement.

On the screen, a huge list appeared in the sky above the flood wasteland, the list was purple-gold, exuding a divine and noble aura, and various visions accompanied the body.

This made everyone very strange.

“This list? Is it a magic weapon? ”

Hongjun also frowned, he thought the same as everyone, and felt that this list was like a magic weapon.

But what kind of magic weapon could shake his Zixiao Palace?

“Let the poor road come and see, what is this list, and who is behind the scenes!”

Hongjun sneered, in the shocked gaze of everyone, he slowly leaned out his hand, this palm seemed to cross time and space, popped out from the Zixiao Palace, and appeared in the flood in the blink of an eye, and became infinitely larger.

“Boom!”

The three thousand powers of the Purple Xiao Palace can be seen through the picture, on the desolate firmament, a giant hand carrying a vast holy power, covering the sky, like a primeval sacred mountain, surrounded by the laws of the avenue, towards the purple-gold list.

With the appearance of the giant hand, the primeval starry sky was trembling, and in the flood, countless creatures were frightened and pale.

“Is this the power of a saint?”

“I feel like this hand can easily crush me into slag!”

“It’s terrible, sure enough, the teacher is right, there are ants under the saint!”

In the Zixiao Palace, the powerful hearts were shocked, even their hearts were twitching fiercely, but their eyes were extremely fanatical.

The three thousand powers of the Purple Xiao Palace are still like this, not to mention the creatures in the flood wilderness, they are all shocked, what kind of existence this is to shoot, it is too terrible, the flood famine actually has such an existence.

Saint, this is the power of saint.

“Buzz~!”

Soon, however, eye-popping things happened.

I saw that just when Hongjun’s big hand was about to grab the list, the purple-gold list shook slightly, and a dazzling purple light erupted.

Something shocking happened, this light actually blocked Hongjun’s big hand, no matter how hard the big hand worked, it could not approach the list.

“How is that possible?”

A burst of exclamations resounded in the Zixiao Palace, and even, this exclamation included Hongjun.

Soon, an even more stunning scene appeared.

I saw that the purple-gold list shook again, and two large characters appeared in the center of the list, making the originally empty list have two more words composed of runes.

And it is still the text that makes the three thousand powerful mouths of the Zixiao Palace unable to close, and the face twitches.

Two words: “Rubbish!” ”