The Great Desolation: The Strongest Man Who Came Out of Hongmeng

In the canyon, an incomparably terrifying aura of Primordial Primordial permeates the air.

Dao Cang looked at all of this calmly, Taoist Shi Chen had been in the prehistoric for so long, and now he has finally re-certified Hunyuan.

For these reincarnated demon gods, it is not difficult to prove Dao Primordial Primordial.

Especially the top ten demon gods, each of which has its own uniqueness.

Although Taoist Shi Chen did not fight for the opportunity, he also had his own way of proving the Way.

"Is he also planning three clans?"

Dao Cang frowned slightly, and he found that Shi Chen was using the law of time to spy on the past and future of the three clans.

It's just that Taoist Shi Chen has already proved the Tao, so why bother to plan the three clans.

Or does he want to take this opportunity to go to the next level?

Although Dao Cang didn't know what Shi Chen wanted to do, he didn't pay too much attention to it.

It doesn't matter what Shi Chen plans to do with him, but as a saint of Hunyuan, if he directly intervenes in the matter of calamity, Dao Cang doesn't mind obliterating it at will.

After Zulong apprenticed to Sea King, he stayed in the holy island of the Four Seas to practice.

Seventeen million years later, Ancestral Dragon became a Daluo Jinxian of the eleventh grade and returned to the dragon race.

After 3 million years of proving the Tao, the other three dragon progenitors also successfully proving the Tao.

The four dragon ancestors became the top powerhouses among the dragon clan.

Led the dragon clan to lead the scale of ten thousand clans to fight, laying down the boundless frontier.

Originally, the four dragon clans were brothers and sisters, but with the vacancy of the patriarch's position, everything changed.

The current patriarch of the dragon clan chose to make concessions, and Zulong inherited the position of the patriarch of the dragon clan.

However, Daluo Jinxian, headed by Zhulong, provoked Qinglong and Yinglong to rebel together and besieged the Dragon Palace to compete for the position of the Dragon Clan Patriarch.

Ancestral Dragon manifested the real body of a nine-clawed golden dragon, with a ten-thousand-foot-long body spanning the heavens and the earth.

Zulong alone fought the three dragon ancestors.

The battle of the four Daluo Jinxian swept the entire East China Sea, setting off endless stormy waves, and the momentum was astonishing.

In the end, Zulong swept the three dragon ancestors alone.

The candle dragon was suppressed in the abyss of Qianlong because he refused to obey the rule of the ancestor dragon.

Qinglong was willing to give up everything in the dragon family, break away from the dragon family, and dormant in the deep sea and never reappear.

Only the weakest Yinglong chose to surrender and stay in the dragon clan.

At this point, Zulong established its majesty among the dragons and began to implement his own grand plans and hegemony.

Not long after Zulong took over as the patriarch, Yuanhuang passed the test of the clan, defeated the great power of the clan, and became the new patriarch of the Phoenix clan.

Among the Qilin clan, Shi Qilin was framed by the same clan. In a rage, he led his subordinates to rebel, forcing the patriarch to abdicate, and successfully became the head of the Qilin clan.

After the three congenital spirits took over as the patriarch, they each used their means, made drastic measures, accumulated information and enhanced their racial power.

The innovation of the three tribes opened a new era in the history of the development of the three tribes.

At this time, in the western land, in the Tianmo Mountain.

Luo Hu sat on the throne of the Temple of Heaven and Demons, his eyes were deep, and he kept deducing the innate numbers.

"The three clans have changed dramatically, the calamity is gradually born, and the opportunity to prove the Tao!"

There was a chill in Luo Hu's eyes, and he had already started to plan the layout.

Since the last time the fierce beast chance competition failed, Luo Hu has been waiting for the opportunity.

Now that the patriarchs of the three clans have changed hands, and the calamity is gradually growing, Luo Hu also sees hope.

"This time, this seat will definitely not fail again!"

Luo Huan's eyes were filled with murderous aura, and a monstrous evil spirit lingered around his body as he muttered to himself.

Among the Nine Profound Immortal Peaks, Daoist Mingxi sat in the Palace of Destiny, building a long river of destiny, and the power of destiny surged.

"There are so many great powers planning the three clans."

Taoist Mingxi's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, constantly evolving the fate of all beings and deducing the secrets of heaven.

"Is that Supreme also planning?"

"From the Era of Immortals to the present, he has written and written in all the years of destiny. What is he plotting?"

Daoist Mingxi fell into contemplation, a supreme being, trying to hijack the opportunity, can he be able to break through the realm?

But soon Daoist Mingxi abandoned this idea.

For a long time, it was his disciples who participated in the catastrophe, and it had nothing to do with him.

Daoist Mingxi sighed, but he never thought that Pangu's fall, a prehistoric world with so many variables and twists and turns.

In the Yujing Mountain, Daoist Hongjun hangs his head on a jade plate of good fortune, the three thousand avenues evolve, the stars and rivers turn, the infinite innate numbers evolve, and the heavenly secrets are deduced.

"My chance to prove Tao has arrived!"

Daoist Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flickered.

The next moment, the figure of Taoist Hongjun disappeared in the Yujing Mountain and appeared on the fairy peak hundreds of millions of miles away in the Kunlun Mountains.

There is an innate great formation here, in which three groups of clear energy are being nurtured, the Dao Yun is flowing, and now it is facing the opportunity to transform.

Daoist Hongjun sacrificed the jade plate of good fortune, and the divine light fell, covering the three groups of pure air, helping them transform.

Not long after, San Tuan Qingqi transformed into three creatures, an old man, a middle-aged, and a young man.

"I am Taiqing Laozi."

"I am Yuqing Yuanshi."

"I am the Supreme Qing Tongtian."

The three of them all bowed to Daoist Hongjun, and said respectfully, "We are grateful for the kindness of the Supreme Being for helping us transform."

"You are transformed by the great spirit of Pangu, who are authentic Pangu, with extraordinary feet, and the poor are the masters of Xuanmen, Hongjun Taoist, if you want to accept you as a disciple, are you willing?"

Taoist Hongjun smiled and nodded, looking at the three people in front of him, and said slowly.

The three looked at each other and nodded.

"I will."

"Disciple, see Master."

All three bowed their heads and bowed to Hongjun, and said respectfully.

Now that the three of them have just transformed and their cultivation base is weak, it is too dangerous to walk on the earth.

And Daoist Hongjun is now the great master of Hunyuan Jinxian. With such a master, it will naturally be much better.

The most important thing is that with a master preaching, you can avoid many detours.

"Pangu is authentic, huh."

In the Tai Cang Realm, Dao Cang silently watched this scene and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

It has the name of the authentic Pangu, but it does not have the slightest arrogance of Pangu.

Afterwards, Dao Cang turned his gaze to Boundless Sword Peak. When Jian Yang was born, he was only a golden immortal, but he walked alone in the world. He went through many hardships.

Even if there is no master to lead the way, he still relies on his own way to walk out of his own way of kendo, and even more successfully proves Da Luo.

In contrast, Dao Cang still appreciates Jian Yang a little more.

At this time, among the boundless sword peaks, Jian Yang sat alone on the top of the sword peak, comprehending the way of swordsmanship, and comprehend the truth of heaven and earth.

Behind him, two boys stood respectfully.

After Jianyang finished his enlightenment, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Why is your lord sighing?"

"We may have something to share with the master."

One of the boys asked cautiously.

"Do you know why this seat has never left the Infinite Sword Peak?"

"I don't know."

"I'm waiting for the owner of this treasure."

With a big wave of Jian Yang's hand, the Hongmeng breath soil flew out, and the law of soil lingered, exuding a mysterious light.