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

Although there is only a trace, it is also a power close to the way of heaven.

Zixiao Shenlei was born in the way of heaven, but after all, he is not as good as the way of heaven.

How can we compete with the power of all beings at this time?

In an instant, under the power of all beings, countless thunderbolts evaporated and dissipated in an instant.

With Chen Changsheng's palm, even if he carried even a trace of the power of sentient beings, the boundless sea of ​​thunder evaporated and dissipated in an instant.

The whole body is full of divine light, and no thunder can approach half a point.

Chen Changsheng's complexion moved slightly, borrowing this strength, he no longer hesitated.

All kinds of avenues come in an instant.

The three thousand gods behind him are all manifested.

Of course, Chen Changsheng can't use the Dao at the same time.

Only part of it can be used.

But boundless energy can be mobilized at will.

At this time, the three thousand phantoms shot out one after another.

There is boundless energy pouring out of it.

If it was before, such behavior would obviously be a waste of power.

After all, the energy that cannot be aggregated is so small that it cannot be seen.

But at this moment, Chen Changsheng, who possessed a sliver of the power of sentient beings, now had boundless divine power in those energies.

Although it is only for Zixiao Shenlei at this time, it is enough.

In an instant, a large piece of divine thunder dissipated, and the purple light turned into nothingness.

Only a trace of the power of good fortune remains in the void.

Throughout the world, the thunder dissipated, the dark clouds receded, and everything seemed to have never happened.

⑧5⑥⒈0⒐78②『Linglong』

Chen Changsheng stood high in the sky, with three thousand gods standing solemnly behind him, reflecting the heavens, with unparalleled divine power.

"Human Emperor!!"

"It's the Emperor, the Emperor is fine!"

"Master is so powerful! Even such a thunder tribulation was directly shattered by the master!"

"Roar!"

Among the human race, there were cheers everywhere. The fourth patriarch of the human race, Ao Xue and Huntian, even flew into the sky at this time, looking at Chen Changsheng with concern.

Chen Changsheng's breath was round, and the energy he had consumed was also quickly recovering. He smiled slightly and landed on Kongtong Mountain.

The whole body was intact, rushing into the thunder, there was no sign of injury at all!

"Damn!!"

In the heavenly court, countless treasures were shattered by Tai Yi, and this has already been exchanged for countless ornaments in the Lingxiao Palace.

Tai Yi looked viciously at where the human race was, the bastard Chen Changsheng, even Lei Jie couldn't do anything to him!

At this time, Di Jun's face was also extremely ugly, even if it was him, he could only resist.

Chen Changsheng dared to rush into the thunder calamity, and smashed countless purple sky thunders so easily!

With such power, even Di Jun was terrified at this moment.

In the Western religion, Zhunti also looked slightly condensed, so how does the method of cultivation exist?

Incited the Zixiao Divine Thunder to descend!

That Chen Changsheng was even more frightening, he was able to rush into the thunder calamity and tear apart the boundless divine thunder!

Although Zhunti can do it easily, even the three corpses can do it easily.

But he is a saint!The power of the saint in his hands is originally part of the way of heaven.

Zixiao Thunderbolt, of course, is useless to him.

In the sea of ​​blood, Styx also looked gloomy.

Compared to Chen Changsheng, if he was in the Thunder of the Purple Cloud, he might only be able to resist with the help of the sea of ​​blood.

If you go deep into it, you can only continue to consume blood to resist.

Styx looked very gloomy.

Before clamoring that Chen Changsheng must die, he had already shut up.

Everywhere in the prehistoric world, the mighty patriarch was extremely shocked.

Beheading saints and evil corpses, suppressing the sea of ​​blood and Styx, and now, even Zixiao Shenlei can't help Chen Changsheng!

This Chen Changsheng is truly terrifying!

"Rushing into the Zixia Divine Thunder is truly terrifying!"

"Amidst the prehistoric times, Chen Changsheng, don't provoke him!"

"hiss!!"

Among the powerful patriarchs, there are not a few who take a breath.

At this time, they all looked at where Chen Changsheng was, feeling extremely apprehensive.

Even those powerful patriarchs, who were the best among quasi-sages, were all terrified at this moment.

Of course, there are quite a few people who are delighted to see this.

"Hahaha!"

"As expected of my apprentice!"

"Even Zixiao Shenlei has been disturbed by you!"

In Biyou Palace, loud laughter was undisguised, spreading throughout Penglai's place.

On Penglai Island, the disciples of Jiejiao have long been familiar with it.

"Master is so happy again."

Where Sanxian Island is located, Yunxiao pursed his lips slightly and said with a smile.

"It looks like the elder brother must have done something terrible!"

Bi Xiao on the side said, now who knows, Chen Changsheng is Tongtian's favorite and most satisfied disciple.

If there is a big laugh in Biyou Palace, [-]% of it is because of Eldest Senior Brother.

Thirty-three days later, the corners of Nuwa's mouth also raised slightly.

Such thunder was shattered by Chen Changsheng, the newly born cultivation method must be a perfect existence.

This kind of practice is of course better for the human race.

This complete exercise to trigger Zixiao Shenlei will definitely make the human race go one step further.

As the Holy Mother of the human race, Nu Wa naturally also benefited immensely.

In the Palace of Eight Views, the Empress also nodded slightly.

Although it is to ban his own Jindan Dao technique, and take away part of his luck.

But in this regard, it is not out of the question to hand over the whole journey of cultivation to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng's performance at this time was already extraordinary.

Even if it is too high, they are all very satisfied.

If the fourth sage was born because of this, it would be able to protect the sect even in the event of calamity.

Only in Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi sighed again.

Such an existence, talent, heels, luck, and aptitude are all unparalleled.

In the prehistoric world, when did such an existence exist?

But it was such a perfect disciple who was once rejected by him and accepted by Tongtian.

In Yuan Shi's heart, he regretted it even more.

Looking at Chen Changsheng, his eyes were already filled with apprehension.

"Little friend Changsheng, you have such divine power!"

In the East China Sea, Ao Qing's eyes kept shining.

This time the method of cultivation comes to the world, the human race is bound to become stronger.

The dragon clan, which is the totem of the human race, must have benefited a lot from the alliance with the human race.

At this time, Ao Qing was naturally happy to hear about it.

Inside Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi also nodded repeatedly.

"Hahaha!"

"Hongyun, it would be a blessing if you were reborn among the human race!"

There was a smile between Zhen Yuanzi's brows and eyes.

In a large formation behind him, a wisp of remnant soul is still slowly recovering.

Hong Yun once had a remnant soul, which was found by Zhen Yuanzi.

Therefore, Zhen Yuanzi did not participate in the competition for the primordial purple energy, and he never even troubled Di Jun and the others.

Just because, to keep Hong Yun's remnant soul.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi used the power of the underground scriptures to slowly restore the lingering soul.

Most of it has been repaired.

After that, they can be reincarnated and reborn. At this time, it seems that reincarnating among the human race is also a good thing.

Where the human race is located, on Mount Kongtong, Chen Changsheng looked around.

In the sky, after the purple sky thunder dissipated, the only trace of good fortune left slowly fell.

On the seal of Kongtong, the incomparably miraculous method of martial arts cultivation is more and more radiant at this time.

The power of good fortune rushed into it in an instant.

At this time, with the power of good fortune, the martial arts skills became more and more perfect.

The Three Thousand Avenues are reserved, but at this time it is a little deeper.

Although the power of good fortune cannot make martial arts cultivation stronger, it can make martial arts cultivation easier.

In an instant, the martial arts message was engraved on the seal of Kongtong.

The Kongtong Seal also slowly fell into Chen Changsheng's palm.

"Today, the emperor deduces the Dao, and deduces the martial arts to a perfect state."

"All races can practice it."

Chen Changsheng's voice shook the sky, and the luck of the human race gathered together, like a golden dragon soaring to the sky.

The sound of boundless majesty spread throughout the land of the human race.

Wherever there are human races, they all heard such shouts at this time.

At this time, Kongtong Seal flew out brazenly and landed on the top of Kongtong Mountain.

"Secret to group characters!"

A large formation, using the general trend of the world, the luck of the human race, the boundless spiritual energy, and the three thousand roads, suddenly appeared on Kongtong Mountain.

The large formation can protect the land of hundreds of millions of miles of the human race.

At this time, Kongtong India is the core.

It was thrown into the Sanqian Avenue and engraved on Kongtong Mountain.