Prehistoric: Read the holy king, extract the power of the statue to suppress the prison

At this time, the bright white fragment quietly floated in the middle of the Zifu Taoist Palace, coexisting with the origin.

At this time, he became the only existence in the Taoist Palace that was not swallowed by the origin, except for the gods.

Of course, it's not that it can't be devoured, but that there are only one of the three thousand roads in the Zifu Taoist Palace.

The rest of the acupoints have their own avenues, and it would be a big loss if they were swallowed by the Zifu.

In the Purple Mansion, silky dao rhymes flowed out, varying in thickness and strength.

But it is the purest Dao breath between heaven and earth, and it is flying to the other acupuncture points at this time.

The three thousand orifices in Chen Changsheng's body rapidly absorbed and refined the aura of the Dao, and the aura surged again!

But at this time, with the increase of the three thousand orifice points, the origin is free, after all, there is no need to refine the Primordial Purple Qi.

Countless auras, born from the origin, rushed towards the three thousand gods.

The origin that has just transformed|transformed is lingering with countless purple divine thunders, and the birth aura is also massive.

Unexpectedly, slowly, let the gods break through.

Quietly, in the Palace of Longevity, a breath trembled slightly, and Chen Changsheng slowly woke up.

At this time, Hunyuan, three thousand gods, are all quasi-sage mid-stage.

At this time, Chen Changsheng's aura also broke through to the late quasi-sage stage!

It is only the last step to the quasi-sage peak|peak!

Of course, this step is infinitely more difficult than before.

Respecting the gods in the body, every time you break through, you need a lot of spiritual energy and mana.

Accompanied by all the breakthroughs of the gods, the requirements for each breakthrough of the gods are increasing exponentially.

Breaking through the pinnacle of the quasi-sage is not something that happens overnight.

In Zifu's orifice point, the good fortune jade plate has already been comprehended for the most part.

Although it is a jade plate of good fortune, it contains all the avenues of the world.

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But these fragments are too small, and the three thousand avenues are incomplete and extremely weak.

After thousands of years of comprehension, the realm of the Three Thousand Ways has improved a lot, but at this time it has also reached a bottleneck.

For the rest, there is no need to retreat at all, just slow|slow perception.

At this time, Chen Changsheng naturally didn't need to continue to retreat, and he directly stood up.

The whole body's aura is extremely powerful at this time.

Taoism and cultivation have grown considerably, but the physical body has become a weak point at this time.

But the strengthening of the physical body cannot be accomplished through retreat.

Chen Changsheng pushed open the palace door and left Changsheng Palace straight away.

At this time, more than [-] years have passed since the War of the Lich, and there is not much fighting in the wild.

A feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building filled the whole prehistoric area.

Although the two clans of liches are peaceful, the prehistoric world is not peaceful.

Fortunately for the Witch Clan, the Monster Clan began to coerce and lure various races to join them and fight against the Witch Clan.

Of the myriad races in the world, the only ones that are fairly stable are very few.

Of course, the Wu Clan is fine, and the Dragon Clan is also safe at this time.

After all, there is Qinglong, a strong man who survived the ancient times, and the Yaozu didn't come rashly.

Because of Chen Changsheng, the human race and the monster race did not come to find them uncomfortable.

In the end, there is also a blood sea Shura clan, who were killed by the ancestor of Minghe, and the monster clan did not provoke them.

In addition, all races are in danger, and they have closed their doors one after another.

But they are often blasted open the family door and forced to join the monster clan.

Chen Changsheng didn't wrinkle. At this time, Honghuang was like the calm sea under the pressure of black clouds.

It is the last peace before the storm.

Calamity and fortune are brewing rapidly!

At this time, the human race has not yet been affected, but the catastrophe has accumulated to a certain level, and even the Saint Dojo has to be closed.

How can the human race be safe in the prehistoric land?

With a sigh, Chen Changsheng came out of the retreat on 4.9, bid farewell to San Xiao and other juniors and sisters, and headed towards the wilderness.

At the same time, in the name of the deputy leader, he ordered all the disciples of the Intercepting Sect to shrink the dojo and return to the vicinity of Penglai Xiandao.

Catastrophe is about to happen, there are many disciples of Jiejiao, and the dojos are scattered all over the prehistoric world.

At this time, it is also very important to preserve the interception disciples.

Chen Changsheng headed straight for the prehistoric, and the target was where the human race was.

But just after leaving the range of the East China Sea, within a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles, a familiar figure appeared in the distance.

Chen Changsheng frowned, descendant of the witch clan?

Appeared in the prehistoric at this time, I don't know what it was.

Speaking of which, his friend from the Wu tribe, Dayi, was a member of the Houtu tribe, so Chen Changsheng didn't hesitate, and walked straight to where Houtu was.

"Chen Changsheng, the emperor of the human race, met fellow Taoist Houtu."

Chen Changsheng landed on the top of the mountain, looked at the back soil, and shouted from afar.

Hou Tu was slightly taken aback, then turned his head.

"Human Emperor Chen Changsheng? I have met fellow Taoists."

Hou Tu also said politely that the friends Dayi often mentioned in his clan, together with Chen Changsheng defeated the Yao clan several times.

Although the Twelve Patriarchal Witches had never met Chen Changsheng, they had a good impression of Chen Changsheng.

This is even more true of Houtu.

"I don't know you are here, but what worries you?"

Chen Changsheng took a step forward and said, just now Houtu looked at the wild land, and what hung between his brows were traces of worry.

Why can't you see that Houtu is in trouble at this time.

"Don't be afraid of fellow daoist jokes."

Hou Tu slightly shook his head and smiled wryly.

"I originally practiced with my elder brothers in the clan, but I occasionally feel that I have the opportunity to be in the prehistoric."

"After 10 years, I will attack the Yaozu again. The opportunity can improve my strength, so I came out to look for it without hesitation."

"But at this time, I searched for thousands of years, but I have no clue."

Houtu shook his head and said, looking into the flood, full of confusion.

Only Chen Changsheng was slightly startled. Could it be that the opportunity of Houtu was a matter of incarnation in the underworld?

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Chapter 95 By the side of the sea of ​​blood, comprehend the avenue of reincarnation, Brother Changsheng, I understand! (Please subscribe!)

Chen Changsheng's heart moved slightly.

The reincarnation of the later soil body is determined by the way of heaven, and it is the destiny of heaven and earth.

But after the reincarnation of the body, the body dies and the Tao disappears, and the body completes the tunnel.

From then on, there are only reincarnation queens, but no ancestors and witches.

As a reincarnation in the underworld, although Houtu is the realm of a saint, he will never leave the realm of the underworld.

It's like being imprisoned.

For a moment, Chen Changsheng couldn't bear it.

But thinking about it again, under the calamity, whether it is the witch clan or the monster clan, it will definitely be turned into ashes of countless calamities and annihilated in the flood.

After the earth has turned into reincarnation, it is considered to be alive in another sense, and perhaps it is a good thing.

"Fellow Daoist, since you want to travel to the prehistoric world, so do I, how about traveling together?"

Chen Changsheng looked at Houtu and said with a smile.

"Blank" [-]

Hou Tu looked slightly happy.

Then Chen Changsheng Daluo smashed the Heavenly Court, fighting the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor alone, and even beheaded the Zhunti evil corpse.

Among the prehistoric people, it can be said to have a fierce reputation.

Even more so because of his old relationship with the Wu Clan, Houtu was naturally delighted at this time.

It is also a good thing to be able to walk with Chen Changsheng.

"It should be like this, but I will trouble Brother Dao."

Houtu said with a slight smile.

Although he was born a trillion years ago, Chen Changsheng is only 60 years old.

But in prehistoric times, strength is the most important thing.

At this time, Chen Changsheng's strength had long been known by the heavens.

Hou Tu called Chen Changsheng Dao brother, but he didn't care.

The two hit it off right now, and traveled towards the wilderness.

Chen Changsheng naturally knew that the opportunity for Houtu lies in the sea of ​​blood.

Sea of ​​Blood is located in the extreme north of Beiju Luzhou, where the heaven and earth are filthy, far away from the Wu Clan.

At this time, Chen Changsheng had no choice but to head towards the sea of ​​blood, and it was Houtu who decided where to go.

But it is also rapidly approaching the land of the sea of ​​blood.

In the distance, it has been thousands of years. Together, the two of them searched for opportunities and explored secret places, but they also gained a lot.

At least at this time, the reading points of Chen Changsheng's system were actually [-] again.

At this time, the two stopped at a seaside, surrounded by blood.

Countless bloody evil spirits rushed straight into the sky, and the stench spread across millions of miles around.

Here, there is already a sea of ​​blood!

The surging sea of ​​blood was the result of the tainted blood of God Pan Gu, and it was also the place where the filth of the prehistoric world gathered.

Its width is no smaller than that of the Kunlun Mountains, and it is even larger!

It is tens of trillions of miles in size!

At this time, the post-18 Tu had already frowned, looking at the boundless sea of ​​blood, thinking deeply.

Within the sea of ​​blood, the souls of countless creatures are floating and sinking, struggling constantly, floating and sinking.

"In the sea of ​​blood, why is it like this?"

At a glance, Hou Tu saw that among the countless creatures, there were people he was familiar with.