The Great Lord of the World

The world is full of changes.

Because of the advancement of the human world, the entire prehistoric world has expanded partly, and the most important thing is the rule of the great way.

The prehistoric world power owned by the human race, the protagonist of the prehistoric world, has been improved, which has reduced the power of the prehistoric heavenly will and the earthly way.

At the same time, the human world has far surpassed the world level of the heavenly world, and the upper limit of the human world's cultivation has also been raised to the realm of Taiyi Jinxian.

In this vast land, people's cultivation can reach an unprecedented height, and their power is enough to shake the world.

And those martial arts masters in the hidden Daluo Jinxian realm and the leaders of the quasi-sage realm in the human world have opened up a space bordering the prehistoric world in the human world alone.

These strong men, their strength is unfathomable, their existence seems to transcend the common sense of the world. They practice alone in their own space and explore the ultimate of martial arts.

Only when the sign of the human emperor appears, the rules and restrictions left by Yuan Ji in the human world will temporarily disappear because of the power of human luck.

In this short period of time, the strong men in the human world can gather together to fight for the future of the human race. Their power shocked all the forces in the prehistoric world.

As tens of thousands of years passed since the battle of the sky, the human martial arts masters who once gathered in the ancient city of Luoyang, the capital of the Qin Dynasty, returned to their own small worlds.

Or they went to the prehistoric world. After all, the prehistoric world is the most peak world of cultivation and enlightenment in the prehistoric world, and it is also the most tragic killing field.

There, they can continue to explore higher levels of cultivation and compete with the strong men of different races in other heavens and worlds.

Even the disciples of the Honghuang Saint Church today will fall in the slaughter in the place where opportunities emerge because of their own carelessness.

It is precisely because of this that the young genius disciples of the Honghuang who are constantly born can have the opportunity to compete for the Tao.

The Honghuang road is endless, so that creatures can explore different ways of proving the Tao and the Hunyuan method based on the predecessors, and even create new laws of heaven and earth, and perfect the laws of heaven and earth in the Honghuang world.

The reason why countless great masters have fallen in the fierce competition for opportunities is that the will of heaven is secretly calculating.

Otherwise, relying on those strong men in the quasi-saint realm to occupy a part of the Honghuang world, how can those weak creatures have the opportunity to rise, and the will of heaven cannot be continuously improved.

Therefore, those great masters who have reached the limit of their own qualifications and have no chance to break the limitations of their own origins will be eliminated by the will of heaven, and become a trace of the origin of the will of heaven, and become the source of power calculated by the will of heaven.

They were once genius disciples, had unlimited possibilities, and had worked hard to dominate the prehistoric world.

They may have transcended the constraints of their own destiny, or have reached the realm of quasi-saints, but they cannot escape the calculation of the will of heaven.

At this time, in the land of reincarnation in the underworld, the will of the underworld and Hou Tu jointly noticed that the fallen soul of Haotian floated in front of the six reincarnations.

The remnant soul of Emperor Haotian was still struggling with the last bit of obsession, and the origin of heaven supported his last ray of hope.

However, Hou Tu was in a dilemma at this time. She didn't know whether she should stop it.

After all, the weirdness of the will of heaven made the mysterious and peerless masters before the endless era mentioned by Yuan Ji very afraid.

At this moment, Hou Tu also began to hesitate. She didn't know how to choose. If she tried to stop it, it might lead to unpredictable consequences.

At this moment, Yuan Ji's figure appeared beside Hou Tu. He gently touched Hou Tu's hair and said softly:

"Let's follow the will of Heaven. It can just delay those people and start a new trend of prehistoric times."

Hou Tu felt Yuan Ji's breath, and her heart gradually calmed down. She raised her head and looked into Yuan Ji's eyes, which were full of trust and dependence. Then, she nodded slowly.

Then, Yuan Ji took Hou Tu into the Samsara Hall. They no longer cared about the reincarnation of Haotian's residual soul. Yuan Ji wanted to see if Haotian would become a puppet of Heaven's will.

Yuan Ji was betting on how those people would deal with this prehistoric emperor. At the same time, the human race would be caught in a new battle for luck. Would they help the human race again?

These were Yuan Ji's bets. At the same time,

Yuan Ji also needs to see clearly what the purpose of Haotian's reincarnation is. If it is just for reincarnation, why reincarnation for a hundred generations? It can only mean that the will of heaven has other calculations. In the space-time crack of the chaotic void era, three mysterious figures stood in it. The mysterious strong man in black robe said: "The will of the prehistoric heaven is really unyielding. We really underestimated Pangu, who actually left such a weird and undeducible will of heaven." The other two mysterious strong men heard the sigh of the black robe and made new discoveries about Pangu's speculation. At this time, the gray-robed mysterious strongman came straight to the point:

"Since the will of the prehistoric heaven has its own ideas, it wants to seize the glimmer of life and luck bestowed by the rules of the great way on the human race, the protagonist of the prehistoric world.

It wants the puppet Haotian to reincarnate among the human race for a hundred generations, and be contaminated with the luck of the human race for a hundred generations, so as to plan the transformation of the heaven again!"

"Humph!" The purple-robed mysterious strongman on the side snorted disdainfully: "It's just a will of the heaven. Since he wants Haotian to reincarnate, I will satisfy it."

The purple-robed mysterious strongman's words revealed a trace of contempt and confidence. He didn't seem to take the will of the prehistoric heaven seriously, as if he could easily crush this will at any time if he wanted to.

"But we can't take it lightly. After all, the will of the prehistoric heaven was left by Pangu, and it has unpredictable power and calculations." The black-robed mysterious strongman reminded.

"So what? Pangu has already fallen, and the will of heaven he left behind is nothing but a spent force. If it is not the opportunity to become a god, heaven will be destroyed." The purple-robed mysterious strongman is still full of confidence.

However, although it is impossible for the mysterious strongman to destroy the will of heaven now, it is only a thought to destroy a mere will of heaven.

As the voice fell, the purple-robed mysterious strongman exuded endless power of the law of the great way on his fingers in the void, and a vivid ancient spell from endless eras appeared.

As soon as this spell appeared, it exuded endless power, as if it had crossed over from ancient times, carrying the vicissitudes of time and the heaviness of the era and time and space.

Under the cover of this spell, the entire void fell into a solidified state, as if time and space were frozen at this moment.

With a finger pointing out, the spell crossed endless time and space and entered the six reincarnation disks, changing the reincarnation arrangement of the will of heaven for Haotian.

All this happened in a flash. In the hall of the six reincarnations in the underworld, when Yuan Ji saw the mysterious spell falling into the six reincarnations, the world bead in his body had already noticed it.

A deep shock and fear surged in Yuan Ji's heart. He clearly felt the terrifying power contained in the spell, which was an existence beyond time and space, as if it could change the fate of everything.

This also made Yuan Ji more aware that the calculations of those people were closer to what they wanted to get from the prehistoric world.

After the will of the heavenly way arranged the remnant soul of its puppet Haotian, a trace of the origin maintained the remnant soul of Haotian and entered the six reincarnations to prepare for reincarnation in the human race.

But when the origin of the heavenly way noticed something was wrong, the reincarnation had been completed, and Haotian entered his hundred reincarnations, and even the will of the heavenly way, the master of the prehistoric world, could not interfere.

In the first life, because of the spell of the mysterious strong man in purple robe, Haotian unfortunately reincarnated into a bloodthirsty mosquito on the spirit of the western continent.

When Haotian was reincarnated as a blood-sucking mosquito, his heart was full of confusion and helplessness.

He didn't understand why he became such a weak creature and was born on the Lingshan Mountain in the ancient western continent.

However, he didn't give up. He knew that he had to adapt to this new identity and find a way to strengthen himself.

Haotian, who had just been born, instinctively wanted to absorb some blood of living beings to strengthen himself. He flew to the Lingshan Mountain, looking for a suitable target.

However, he never expected that he would meet Buddhist disciples practicing on the Lingshan Mountain. These disciples saw Haotian and immediately felt the evil breath on him.

They couldn't tolerate such evil on the Lingshan Mountain, so they stretched out their hands without hesitation and ended Haotian's glorious first life with a slap.

At the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, Haotian saw the Buddhist disciples who killed him say "It's a sin, it's a sin, and it violated the killing precepts again."

His heart was full of anger and unwillingness. He didn't understand why these Buddhist disciples were so cruel to him. He was just a blood-sucking mosquito, why couldn't they let him go?

The short first reincarnation died in just a few hours in the prehistoric world. This made the prehistoric heavenly will begin to doubt whether the tunnel was

Is he calculating all this?

However, the will of heaven also knew his own arrangements, so he could only wait for a thousand years for Haotian to start his second reincarnation experience.

In the second life, under the influence of that strange and undetectable spell, Haotian reincarnated again in the 100,000 mountains of the prehistoric world. This time, he became an inconspicuous caterpillar.

When Haotian just broke out of the cocoon, twisted his fragile body, and prepared to welcome a new rebirth practice experience, he encountered a fierce battle between two ancient beast overlords.

These two terrifying quasi-saint beasts exuded tyrannical pressure, razing the mountains and rivers within billions of miles around to the ground.

The innocent Haotian was ruthlessly crushed in the aftermath of the battle before he had time to feel the talent of his new body.

His soul lingered on the edge of dissipation, as if waiting for reincarnation in the darkness for a thousand years.

Every reincarnation means that he has to experience the cycle of life again and face the challenges that once made him fall again.

This time, after only a few hours of reincarnation, his life came to an abrupt end again.

Haotian's heart was filled with reluctance and helplessness. He didn't understand why he was always so unlucky and why he encountered such a tragedy every time he reincarnated.

He longed for a chance to truly control his own destiny, no longer bound by the will of heaven, and become an ant in the experiment of the will of heaven.

However, the fate of heaven did not seem to let him go easily. When his soul was about to dissipate, a mysterious force dragged his soul into the six reincarnations of the underworld.

The tragedy of two reincarnations almost made Haotian, the emperor who once dominated the three realms, collapse in his heart. If it weren't for the will of heaven promising him to give him the holy position after a hundred reincarnations.

Haotian had already chosen to give up the so-called hundred reincarnations, and directly reincarnated to practice again, and regained the throne of the emperor of the prehistoric heaven.

But everything has already begun, how can the remnant soul of Haotian be controlled now, and can only become a puppet of the will of heaven.

The reincarnation of a hundred generations is still under the strange spell, constantly making Haotian reincarnate as a weak primitive creature, at most making Haotian a pine tree in the palace of the Qin Empire in the human world.

Thousands of years later, due to the laws of the human world, he was turned into ashes under the thunder of heaven and earth.