The Great Lord of the World

The world is in chaos, and the world is in chaos.

With Tianpeng and Juanlian, the two protagonists of the Journey to the West, entering the prehistoric world, the great masters of the prehistoric world.

All felt the evil spirit of the calamity between heaven and earth, which increased by another 10%. Countless prehistoric creatures lost their consciousness in an instant because of the terrifying evil spirit.

At this moment, the prehistoric world was filled with the breath of death, blood and debris were flying everywhere, and the whole world seemed to be trapped in a terrible nightmare.

Countless killings broke out at this moment, and the three laws of prehistoric heaven, earth and man began to retreat from the prehistoric world, and the endless cause and effect accumulated in the long river of the law of heaven turned into a sharp sword.

Inserting into the souls of creatures below the level of quasi-saints in the prehistoric world, it means that the cause and effect of the prehistoric world has begun to be cleansed, and at the same time, the killing in the catastrophe will no longer produce cause and effect karma.

In this endless killing, some great supernatural powers also began to feel the horror of the catastrophe.

They tried their best to seal their own dojo, but found that their power seemed so small in front of the catastrophe.

In the White Dragon Pond in the Tang Dynasty in the human world, Duobao was looking at his disciple Xiaobailong with helplessness. He knew that his disciple had an impatient personality.

He was reckless, but he had to let him take on the responsibility of escorting Master Sanzang to the Buddhist world.

Duobao sighed and said to Xiaobailong: "Disciple, I know you are impatient, but this mission is of great importance.

You must send Master Sanzang to the Buddhist world safely. As for other things, leave it to your senior brothers to deal with."

Xiaobailong listened to Duobao's instructions, but seemed a little impatient. He replied nonchalantly:

"I know, I know, Master~" She thought to herself, isn't it just sending a monk to the West to obtain scriptures? What's so difficult about that!

Duobao looked at Xiaobailong's careless look, shook his head, and was full of worry. He knew Xiaobailong's character, but he also understood the importance of this mission.

In order to ensure that Xiaobailong could successfully complete the mission, Duobao gathered his own magic power of the eighth heaven of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and the power of the law of the Great Dao, condensed into a sword that could kill all the worlds, and integrated it into Xiaobailong's Yuanshen.

After Duobao did all this, he left behind another top-grade innate spiritual treasure, then left the human world and returned to the chaotic heaven.

He knew that he had done what he could for Xiaobailong, and the next road could only be left to Xiaobailong himself.

Looking at Duobao's leaving back, Xiaobailong felt a little reluctant. Although she was usually annoyed by Duobao's nagging, she suddenly missed him at this time.

She knew that Duobao was doing this for her own good, so he never tired of asking her. Xiaobailong took a deep breath and then left Bailongtan.

In this case, Xiaobailong, who had already broken through to the middle stage of Taiyi Jinxian, could not hold back his curiosity and went to the human city in the human world to play.

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On the Fangcun Mountain in the human world, there is a Chaos Supreme Treasure Eternal Holy Tower, in which a golden-haired innate Taoist boy, wearing a black Taoist robe, stood in the center of the hall.

His eyes were deep and mysterious, as if they contained endless fighting spirit and power.

At this time, Yang Jiao's figure slowly emerged. He looked at Wukong, who had already broken through to the perfection of Daluo Jinxian, and his eyes showed satisfaction.

Wukong saw his master appear in front of him, and immediately bowed and said: "Disciple Wukong, I pay my respects to the master!"

Yang Jiao smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Wukong, how many years have passed since you entered the Eternal Holy Tower?"

After Wukong pondered for a while, he answered: "Master, I have been in the Eternal Holy Tower for 70,000 Yuanhui!"

Yang Jiao was slightly surprised when he heard this number. 70,000 Yuanhui, this is already an astronomical number for mortals.

And Wukong has been constantly practicing and breaking through his realm during these 70,000 Yuanhui, which makes him very pleased.

Yang Jiao looked at Wukong, his eyes full of love and expectation. He knew that Wukong was one of his most proud disciples, and he believed that Wukong would be able to achieve more brilliant achievements in the future.

Wukong also felt Yang Jiao's gaze, and his heart was full of gratitude and respect.

He knew that without Yang Jiao's careful teaching and guidance, he would not be able to break through to the perfect realm of Daluo Jinxian in such a short time.

Wukong's eyes already have the immortal will of a strong man accumulated over the years, and at the same time he recalled

Countless memories of studying with his master.

"I have learned the seven hundred thousand yuan, and now it is time to go down the mountain. Seven hundred years have passed in the outside world."

When Yang Jiao finished speaking, Wukong's eyes were already blurred with tears. He thought his master was going to drive him down the mountain.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao smiled and said, "Monkey, you know your own destiny, although your master can help you break the causal bondage of the fate of the prehistoric world.

But, are you really willing? Some things and some disasters are unavoidable after all. The way of the Hunyuan Sage is a way to go against the will of heaven!"

After hearing this, Wukong also understood, and then said, "Disciple understands, I will not disappoint Master after leaving the mountain, nor will I lose the dignity of the Taoist sect."

Hearing this, Yang Jiao said calmly, "Disciple Wukong, when you step out of the Eternal Holy Tower, you will face the calculations of the endless strong men in this prehistoric world.

If you are really tired, silently say Master in your heart, and Master will help you to settle all the dissatisfaction in the prehistoric world!"

Wukong knew that his master was telling him that the road of cultivation was not smooth, but full of challenges and difficulties.

But he also knew that his master was telling him that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would not be alone, because his master would always be by his side to support him.

Wukong took a deep breath, then knelt down and bowed three times to Yang Jiao. He knew that this was his most sincere respect and gratitude to his master.

Then he stood up, turned around and left the Eternal Holy Tower, and began his journey down the mountain.

The moment he stepped out of the Eternal Holy Tower, he felt a strong pressure. This pressure came from the entire prehistoric world, and it was the calculation and covetousness of countless powerful people towards him.

However, he did not retreat or get frustrated because of this, but instead strengthened his faith and determination.

He knew that his path of cultivation had just begun and there was still a long way to go.

He also knew that his master would always be by his side to support him, help him break the shackles of fate, and become a true Hunyuan saint.

Wukong took a firm step and walked down the mountain. His figure gradually went away and disappeared in the vast prehistoric human world Fangcun Mountain.

However, his heart never left the Eternal Holy Tower, never left his master.

Yang Jiao looked at the back of his disciple Wukong, full of confidence. He believed that after his disciple Wukong entered the prehistoric world from this moment, the whole prehistoric world would leave stories about him.

Yang Jiao knew that it was not easy to break through the realm of Hunyuan Taiji Jinxian, and he would be wiped out if he was not careful.

Therefore, he decided to go to the depths of the chaotic void to find a safe place so that he could practice in seclusion wholeheartedly. The depths of the chaotic void are a place full of mystery and danger.

There is no concept of time and space here, only endless chaotic energy and the realm of nothingness. Yang Jiao carefully crossed the chaotic energy, looking for a place suitable for seclusion.

After some searching, he finally found a relatively stable space and prepared to start seclusion.

At the same time, Yang Jiao's senior brother Kong Xuan had broken through the fifth level of the Heavenly Dao realm. He knew the importance of Yang Jiao's seclusion and practice, so he decided to protect him personally to ensure that Yang Jiao could safely break through the realm of Hunyuan Taiji Jinxian.

Kong Xuan turned into a stream of light and quickly flew to Yang Jiao's side. He quietly guarded Yang Jiao, providing him with strong spiritual support and protection.

Yang Jiao felt the arrival of his senior brother, and his heart was full of gratitude and relief. He knew that with his senior brother by his side, he would be able to successfully break through the realm of Hunyuan Taiji Jinxian.

On the other side, Wukong had already entered the prehistoric world. He knew that this mission was very difficult and he had to face countless challenges and difficulties.

However, he did not retreat or fear, but was full of fighting spirit and confidence. Wukong believed that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to overcome all difficulties.

In the prehistoric heaven, Haotian Tiandi immediately sensed Wukong's breath. He knew that the arrival of this demon monkey would bring a huge change to the prehistoric world.

So he immediately said to Taibai Jinxing: "The demon monkey has appeared!"

After hearing this, Taibai Jinxing nodded, and then turned and left the prehistoric heaven.

He knew that the Emperor of Heaven was ready to deal with Wukong. And he himself needed to return to his mansion as soon as possible to prepare for the upcoming changes.

At this time, on the Lingshan Mountain in the Buddhist world, the Saint Zhunti in the Paradise felt the breath of the stone monkey after it appeared in the prehistoric world, and randomly sent out a spiritual consciousness that turned into a golden light and flew into the prehistoric world.

At this moment, Wukong was practicing hard for seven days in the Eternal Holy Tower.

Ten thousand yuan has passed, and now the Golden Immortal has reached the perfect state, allowing Wukong, who is standing on the human world, to fly step by step towards the human city.

One day, when Wukong was flying in the sky, he heard a series of earth-shaking fighting sounds coming from the mountains and rivers under his feet.

With a thought in his mind, he came to the center of the war and saw a terrifying ancient beast chasing a fairy in the Golden Immortal realm.

The fairy was covered in blood and was obviously seriously injured. She relied on the fairy wings behind her to barely avoid the pursuit of the ancient beast, but the gap in strength between the two was too large, and her situation was becoming more and more critical.

Wukong stood in the sky and watched this scene quietly. His heart was full of reluctance and sympathy. This fairy was so beautiful, but at this moment she was facing a life-and-death crisis. He decided to help and protect this poor fairy.

Wukong raised his finger and lightly tapped it, and an invisible force surged from his fingertips and shot towards the ancient beast. This power may seem insignificant, but in fact it contains Wukong's powerful strength and earth-shaking might.

The ancient beast felt the threat of this power, and it roared, but it was too late to dodge.

Wukong's power instantly penetrated the body of the ancient beast and annihilated it in the void. The body of the ancient beast turned into a ball of blood mist and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Lingying came to Wukong, her eyes full of gratitude and shock. She never thought that she could escape from the hands of this mysterious strong man.

She bowed deeply to Wukong and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist. If it weren't for you, I don't know if I could survive."

While speaking, Lingying's eyes kept observing the figure of the void in the dark, feeling Wukong's calm and restrained breath, and her eyes were full of love.

Wukong heard Lingying's thanks, shook his head, smiled and said: "Fairy, you are joking, it's just a random finger."

His voice was calm and gentle, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

However, in Lingying's heart, this random finger contained an unparalleled light of self-confidence, and her gratitude to Wukong became even stronger.

Afterwards, Lingying and Wukong introduced themselves. At this time, Wukong realized that the fairy in front of him was actually a member of the grass and wood elves in the prehistoric spirit world mentioned by his master.

Lingying told Wukong that she took advantage of the elders of the tribe not paying attention and secretly ran to the prehistoric human world to travel, wanting to see the scenery of the human world.

However, she did not expect that there were also ancient beasts in the realm of Taiyi Jinxian in the human world. During the journey, Lingying encountered an ancient beast, and she barely escaped with all her strength.

Along the way, Lingying stuck to Wukong. Wukong had no choice but to follow Lingying's temperament and let her follow him.

Under Lingying's constant questioning, Wukong told Lingying about his path to seek the truth, and about going to Qingzhou, the land of the human race, to find the descendants of the old woman who helped him in the city.

Wukong's words revealed his gratitude to the old woman. He told the story of the difficulties he encountered in the city and how the old woman helped him.

Lingying listened quietly, her heart full of admiration and sympathy for Wukong. She could feel that Wukong was a man who valued love and friendship.

After hearing this, Lingying showed a look of shock on her face. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked at Wukong with admiration, and she couldn't believe her ears.

Seven hundred years is a lifetime for a mortal martial arts master, and it is not short for a cultivator, but Wukong actually cultivated to the realm of Daluo Jinxian in such a short time, which is simply incredible.

Looking at Lingying's pure and admiring eyes, Wukong felt a surge of ambition and he felt that his image in Lingying's heart became even taller.

He was not proud, because he knew that he could achieve such an achievement, all thanks to the careful teaching of his teacher and the magical fortune of the prehistoric world. He proudly replied:

"Yes, I have the most powerful master in the prehistoric world. After seven hundred years of fortune, I have achieved this state now."

After hearing this, Lingying also knew that the most taboo thing in the prehistoric world was to ask about other people's details, so she didn't continue to ask.

She knew that everyone had their own secrets and privacy, and they shouldn't ask easily.

Moreover, she could also feel Wukong's gratitude and respect for his master from his words, which made her admire Wukong even more.

In the following years, Wukong relied on the terrifying law perception and deduction to lead Lingying to find

The descendant of the old woman who helped him that year.

He left a set of skills and a clone of Wukong himself, and then turned and left.

After Wukong left, the old woman appeared in the yard again, transformed into a little girl. At this time, the Lord of Qingshan City came to her side and hugged her.

Then he looked at his daughter and said, "Girl, the prehistoric world will not be peaceful again after today. That monkey brother is not simple!"