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

Pangu Hall, in the heart of Pangu.

Dao Cang looked calm.

Pangu was originally bred from the chaotic green lotus, and his Dao Fruit Dharma was naturally also the chaotic green lotus.

Dao Cang looked at the thirty-sixth grade Chaos Qinglian Dharma Form slowly flowing in front of him, and his eyes showed a bit of memory.

In the past, the scene of practicing and enlightening in the chaos also gradually emerged.

In a blink of an eye, such a long time has passed since the beginning of the world.

During this period, Pangu Spiritual Mind never woke up.

"Looks like it's been successful."

Dao Cang looked at the supreme Dao Yun filled with the chaotic green lotus, exuding the strong energy of the Dao state.

When Pangu wakes up, it will be the Great Way.

"You once asked me to guard this world, and I promised you."

"If it transforms today, it will be more perfect."

"One day, you will see that the prehistoric world will become the perfect Eternal God Realm!"

There was an inexplicable look in Dao Cang's eyes, and he said slowly.

The nine tribulations of heaven and earth, the transformation again and again, the prehistoric world will eventually become the supreme Hongmeng!

...

The abyss of fierce beasts, this is the abyss left by Dao Cang once stabbed to death.

After these long years, its terror has dissipated a lot.

And here, it has also become a gathering place for some fierce beasts, in order to understand the avenues of Qi.

Wang Shu stood beside the abyss, this battle is a hundred years.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Wang Shu's face, as bright as the scorching sun, beautiful and moving.

I saw Wang Shu wave his big hand, and the long river of time and space manifested, bringing Xi He and Chang Xi up from the abyss.

At this time, Xi He and Chang Xi were completely in the dust, their clothes were tattered, and there were many scars on their bodies.

But compared to before, the two were a little more determined.

"After a hundred years of fighting, it seems that you have no fear of death."

Wang Shu nodded slightly, looked at the two and said.

"If I could, I really don't want to go again."

Xi He smiled bitterly and said helplessly.

How could they have thought that Wang Shu directly threw them inside to fight the beast.

This test is a hundred years.

Although it has only been a hundred years, they have experienced death threats countless times, but in the end they have survived it with perseverance.

And they also hone their Taoism, and their mood has been greatly improved.

"From now on, you will be the chief disciple of the Moon Spirit Palace."

Wang Shu smiled, looked at Xi He and said.

Hearing this, Xi He's face suddenly brightened, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said respectfully, "Disciple pays respects to Master!"

Chang Xi was stunned at first, and then quickly knelt down and bowed.

Wang Shu nodded, flashed two divine lights, and changed the two of them into a robe exclusive to the Moon Spirit Palace, which was also a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure with a strong defense.

The wounds on the two of them also healed under this divine light.

"Thank you, Master."

The two women were very excited and said respectfully.

"Go back to the Moon Spirit Palace."

Wang Shu nodded, and then went back directly with the two of them.

...

Years go by, and in the blink of an eye it is ten thousand years.

Originally, Taoist Hongjun planned to preach to all beings three thousand years after he became enlightened.

As a result, because of Rahu's matter, there is no movement after the delay.

Just when all sentient beings thought that this matter was about to end, Daoist Hongjun's voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"I am Hongjun, the ancestor of Xuanmen Taoism. Five thousand years later, the Zixiao Palace will be opened, and all sentient beings can come here."

When Daoist Hongjun's voice spread throughout the earth, countless creatures were excited.

Many living beings are waiting, and when the five thousand years are up, they will go up to nine days to listen to the preaching of the saint.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Dao Cang walked out of Pangu Hall.

"Are you going to preach?"

Dao Cang smiled lightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

Hongjun preaching, in his opinion, is a joke.

The way of beheading three corpses is a shortcut, but there are drawbacks in it, and no one can successfully prove the Dao Primordial.

Coupled with the limited amount of Hongmeng purple energy, the position of saints who can be achieved is also very limited.

Moreover, Hongmeng Ziqi Demonstration Dao is a tiankeng.

The saint of heaven is equal to a shackle.

Although the primordial spirit is entrusted in the way of heaven, the way of heaven is immortal, and the saints are immortal.

But this is already equivalent to being limited in the way of heaven and controlled by the way of heaven.

And after Hongjun joins the road, it is equivalent to being controlled by Hongjun.

All in all, in Dao Cang's view, preaching Hongjun is a deep pit, filled with all kinds of spirits.

Then Dao Cang went directly into the depths of Buzhou Mountain.

In the depths of this Buzhou Mountain, the spirit of Buzhou Mountain has been fully bred.

But Zhou Shanzhong's coercion has hit a new low.

"You are also the authentic Pangu."

Dao Cang looked at Buzhou Shanling in front of him and said slowly.

Judging from the heels, Buzhou Shanling is definitely the authentic Pangu with roots and roots, and the heels are deeper than Sanqing.

"Boom!"

The invisible Dao Yun slowly circulated, and Buzhou Shanling suddenly began to tremble.

"Boom!"

In the outside world, the entire Buzhou Mountain was shaking.

The spiritual energy in the radius of hundreds of millions of miles is restless, and Pangu is coercing and rioting.

"what happened?!"

"What's wrong with Shenshan?"

The twelve ancestor witches appeared in an instant, and Bu Zhoushan's movements were filled with horror.

Today's Buzhou Mountain has been regarded as a sacred mountain by the Wu people, and others are not even allowed to climb it at will.

At this time, Buzhou Mountain was full of riotous aura, and Pangu's coercion violently rioted. Even people with strong physical bodies such as Zu Wu could not climb up.

And some creatures who avoided the eyes and eyes of the Wu clan and secretly climbed the mountain were directly robbed, and were smashed into blood mist by the riotous Pangu pressure and completely disappeared.

"Could it be that Father God Mountain has manifested itself?"

For a time, all the witch clan creatures, including the twelve ancestor witches, knelt down on the ground one after another, bowing to Buzhou Mountain with a pious expression.

In terms of belief, in the great wilderness, there is no race that can be more devout than the Wu people.

Their pride is inherited from Pangu.

Their belief in Pangu is deeply rooted in their bones.

At this time, inside Buzhou Mountain, there are endless Dao laws lingering around Buzhou Mountain Spirit, countless mysterious runes are hanging down, and countless visions are produced.

There was a roar in the sky, and it seemed that Heavenly Dao had a feeling, and wanted to drop the divine thunder and smash the Buzhou Mountain Spirit to death.

"Ok?"

Dao Cang suddenly raised his head, his eyes pierced through the void, and looked at the endless sea of ​​thunder brewing in the sky.

In just a moment, the thundercloud dissipated, and the way of heaven was completely hidden.

And after Buzhou Shanling completed the final transformation, a small figure walked out slowly.

Dao Cang couldn't help being stunned when he saw Buzhou Shanling after his transformation.

A little loli...

It looks like a little Loli who is only five or six years old. There is a fairy mountain pattern on her dress, which is exactly the same as Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, Little Loli was opening her eyes wide, looking at Dao Cang in front of her.

And Dao Cang was also looking at her.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Xian'er."