Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

Ye Long sighed softly.

Thinking of the end of the war, Luo Hu detonated Mount Sumeru in the west, and the magic way took shape.

In the eyes, a little dignified color flashed.

Because he knows better than anyone else that all of this is destiny and the way of heaven.

If the way of heaven makes you die in the third watch, it will not keep you until the fifth watch.

This battle made Ye Long even more determined.

In any case, no matter how you practice in the future, it is safest to avoid the prying eyes of the Dao of Heaven and not to be noticed by the Dao of Heaven.

Of course, the premise of avoiding the calculations of heaven is not to touch unnecessary causes and effects.

Of course, at this moment, Ye Long's state of mind is much more stable than when he first transmigrated, and he has also cultivated a little.

"There are many crises outside, if you can not leave the customs, you must not leave the customs!"

Ye Long muttered to himself.

He glanced at the ginseng fruit trees and gourd vines in the dojo,

After discovering that the spiritual energy around this innate spiritual root is rich and vigorous, it has not been affected by the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

He just closed his eyes again.

"Then Nuwa and the others will start to transform into forms, right?"

"This is not Zhoushan, it should be getting lively soon."

Ye Long muttered to himself, thinking for a long time, but shook his head.

He closed his eyes again, and began to practice Pan Gu's Body Forging Dafa.

……

Time passed and everything revived.

A few Yuan Hui, fleeting.

With the end of the first robbery of Long Han.

An unprecedented peaceful day began to appear in the world.

The number of living beings is reduced, and there is no one in a hundred. The powerful innate gods and demons,

The Yin-Yang Patriarch, the Qiankun Patriarch, the Good Fortune Patriarch, the Hunyuan Patriarch, etc. all fell one after another because of this war.

Reiki feeds back to nature, and everything is in a peaceful state,
Nuwa Fuxi, Sanqing, Zhenyuanzi and other innate beings began to cultivate and transform into forms.

Pangu's twelve drops of blood essence turned into twelve ancestral witches, who were even more powerful physically, and established a tribe of witches.

Under the mulberry tree, the Eastern Emperor Jun of the demon clan gave birth to wisdom one after another, and took shape.

All of a sudden, all kinds of demon kings were born one after another, showing a rising trend and establishing the monster clan.

The conflicts and disputes between the witch clan and the monster clan have begun to emerge, and disputes continue.

……

Ye Long sits quietly in the Xiantian Dojo, quietly retreating, Pan Gu's body forging method, and has achieved a little success.

Cooperating with "Promise of Promise", Ye Long does not need to take the initiative to practice,
On the contrary, it can continuously temper Yelong himself.

At this moment, Ye Long's scales are extremely hard.

Crystal clear, like jade,
On it, the faint innate lines are slightly domineering,
To what extent, Ye Long himself does not know, after all, he has never fought with anyone.

I don't know how many years have passed.

[Ding, congratulations to the host Pan Gu for his body forging practice. His physical strength has reached the Golden Immortal Realm. Currently, there are thousands of races. Would you like to go out to revitalize the Dragon Clan? 】

[Choose to go out and revitalize the dragon clan: lead the dragon clan to dominate the world, and you can get the god-killing gun. 】

[Continue to retreat, do not leave the dojo: You can get Pangu Dragon Soul! 】

Ye Long was surprised, Pangu Dragon Soul?

As if to explain his doubts, the system prompt came again.

[Pangu Dragon Soul: The dragon soul transformed by Pangu's ray of spirit! 】

Seeing this, Ye Long's eyes lit up.

A look of shock flashed in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he immediately chose to continue the retreat.

The next moment, a wisp of dragon soul merged into Ye Long's body.

In an instant, Ye Long felt that his soul seemed to be much stronger, and there was a little more clarity in his eyes.

Travel around the dojo quickly.

Waves of coercion erupted along the Dragon Soul.

For a moment, Ye Long felt like he was the master of the world, mighty and mighty.

This feeling immediately refreshed him.

When he was proud.

Ye Long's soul suddenly felt a probe, and in an instant, the entire ashram was covered.

At the same time, a voice came out.

"Brother, the spiritual energy is surging in this direction, but after entering this area, it is impossible to detect the slightest bit."

Hearing the sound, Ye Long was taken aback for a moment, then frowned slightly,

The physical body has reached the realm of the Golden Immortal, and it has also merged with the Pangu Dragon Soul, and the consciousness has been magnified many times.

But the real cultivation level is only the fourth level of true immortality.

Even so, it is still possible to see some scenes around the dojo clearly.

Following his investigation, he saw two children outside the dojo, a man and a woman.

The two children's cultivation is not obvious, but they have an inexplicable charm,

He was standing quietly outside the dojo, as if he was observing something.

Pointing to Ye Long's dojo, he spoke softly.

Ye Long hesitated for a moment. Although he didn't know the identities of the two, he still asked tentatively:
"I don't know if you two are here, what's the matter?"

After all, as long as you are in the dojo, below the quasi-sage, you can't hurt yourself at all, and you can't spy on the situation inside.

Hearing Ye Long's words, the little boy and girl quickly said:
"My lord, Fuxi, I don't know how disturbed you are here in seclusion. I hope you will forgive me. I don't know where senior is or what his name is."

Feeling the fluctuations in the air, Fuxi found that he couldn't detect the specific location of that person.

He frowned slightly, showing a little fear.

Hearing this, Ye Long frowned slightly.

Looking at Fuxi's appearance, it doesn't look like he is pretending, and looking at his appearance, he seems to have just transformed into a new form.

Couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since this is Fuxi, the little girl next to her should be Nuwa.

This is the saint of the future, the creator god of the human race.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

I don't want to interact with these two people.

Thinking of this, Ye Long replied somewhat ambiguously: "You are an unknown person who is worthless and is currently practicing. You two should leave quickly."

Did not disclose the existence of the Xiantian dojo, let alone reveal his name.

In Ye Long's view.

Since I don't want to have an intersection.

Then avoid it if you can.

"Since that's the case, it's the two of us who are being rude! Please don't be offended by interrupting senior's cultivation. If he succeeds in cultivating in the future, he will definitely come to make amends in person."

When Fuxi and Nuwa first took shape, after hearing Ye Long's words, they subconsciously thought that they offended Ye Long inadvertently, and there was already a meaning of self-blame in the words.

Ye Long was a little embarrassed.

However, thinking of the endless years, Ye Long didn't take it to heart.

"I can't be regarded as a senior. I am weak, so I am here to meditate. Don't worry about it."

"Fellow Daoist is lying!"

"Fellow Daoist is too modest."

……

After Fuxi and Nuwa complimented each other again and again, they left just now.

Hearing this, Ye Long felt a little impatient, but soon, thinking of the years of cultivation, he also let go of a lot of heart.

Glancing at Xiaoteng and Xiaocan who were thriving, and seeing the intimacy of the two innate spiritual roots, Ye Long couldn't help curling his lips and continued to practice.