Extraordinary Prehistoric

This nearly seven hundred areas made this whole world unknowingly become the appearance of a male division.

Under this situation, the three thousand monks in the highest hall had their ability to command heaven and earth was unknowingly reduced drastically.

Before this situation took shape, the three thousand monks' control over the heavens and the earth could be said to be truly powerful. At that time, any of their will was enough to form a huge repercussions in this whole world, and fundamentally change the situation of this whole world.

However, after the formation of this situation, any of their will needs to be supervised by the many incarnations of the overlord! In other words, they need their consent!

Once the will of the three thousand monks deviated from the will of these overlords, then these wills would naturally be distorted before they could be realized in this world!

Even some of their wills were directly violated by Yang Feng Yin and directly beat back.

In this way, only a small part of the three thousand cultivators have been able to fully implement the various preparations of the three thousand cultivators for the next calamity in the past two hundred thousand years. What the hegemon uses directly becomes a tool for them to seek their own interests.

This situation is not surprising.

After all, for those incarnations of calamity, the rise of each of them actually took countless blood and pains of their own! With this background, they are naturally quite indifferent to everything outside. Even before I knew it, I was full of inexplicable resentment towards the whole world...

In this way, even if the three thousand cultivators clearly stated that these preparations were for the safety of the world and the survival of the world, they would never take it to heart...

If they are in a good mood, these preparations will not do much damage to their interests, and they will naturally not be stingy to implement them. However, if they are in a bad mood, or if these preparations offend their interests, then they obviously cannot cooperate so much anymore...

This situation has emerged and developed little by little over time.

When the three thousand monks felt that the tail was too big and things were out of control, they could no longer reverse the situation...

"Damn it! I knew it was time to erase them all!" In that hall, the three thousand cultivators looked ugly at this time, and one of the young quasi-sages was even roaring.

This young quasi-sage just wanted to let an overlord in the area under his control go to a certain position to arrange a formation to deal with the upcoming calamity, but he didn't want the overlord to use that position as his own. On the grounds of Mountain Resort, he directly refused his order. How could he not be angry?

It's just that, although that overlord said that the power is a little bit worse than this small quasi-sage, he is also a quasi-sage. Moreover, because he has controlled that area for a long time, he has almost completely integrated that area. As long as his mind moves, he will naturally be able to completely destroy that area, which makes this small quasi-sage actually. There is nothing to do with him!

"Don't they know that this is for this world?! There is no overall view at all! Damn it! Damn it!" The young quasi-sage roared, and the sound rolled back and forth in this hall, making the whole hall slightly slightly Trembling, it seemed that he would completely collapse in the next instant.

Obviously, his anger was not just because of the rejection of the overlord this time, but a lot of grievances accumulated in many times before, and even in many overlords. At this time, it finally broke out and made him completely gaffe.

Listening to his roar, the other monks felt the same way, all of them looked angry.

At the highest position, the quasi-saint who was about to step into the pseudo-saint rank grunted.

The sound was like the same basin of cold water pouring down, so that all the monks here felt their minds clear, and the anger in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

After all the anger disappeared, the cultivators began to smile bitterly.

Without anger, they naturally saw the situation clearly.

They didn't intervene in advance, but now, when the overlords really grow up, they have completely lost the opportunity to make up...

Among those overlords, almost anyone who is in the early stage is already a quasi-sage rank.

Not to mention, there are even Dacheng Quasi-Sages who are powerful enough to suppress the ninety percent of the monks in this temple...

In the face of them, unless their three thousand monks abandon all contradictions and all disputes, and use their full strength and unity to suppress them, it will not work at all!

But, even if this is the case, when the overlords unite, then their suppression will become war. And it is a war of terror that spreads across the entire world! Maybe, before the calamity comes, their war may cause incredible damage to this world, and it may even be destroyed without the calamity...

In such a situation, what else can they do besides a few angry curses?

"Forget it, let me tell him carefully again. After all, this is not for myself, but for the world..." The young quasi-sage sighed and murmured, leaving the temple with his mind, and turned toward it again. Landed below, heading towards the overlord who had just rejected him before.

As for his success or failure, he returned soon afterwards and began to roar, and he was furious again, you can tell...

"Fortunately, this time the calamity has been delayed for so long for some reason. Otherwise, if it happens in tens of thousands of years as before, then things will be troublesome." Other monks were inexplicably complicated at this time.

With those overlords holding back, their preparations for this calamity over the years are only two to thirty percent able to be implemented. If the calamity comes after only tens of thousands of years as before, with only two to thirty percent preparations, then the fate of this world can be imagined...

Fortunately, there is a full 200,000 years of preparation time. Even if the two to thirty percent of the preparations were implemented, it was already enough to make this Fang Tiandi into an iron bucket as tight as to make these three thousand cultivators have enough confidence in whether this Tiandi could survive this calamity.

Below, in the greatest force. The two dogs lay quietly on the cloud bed, watching the countless beautiful female monks performing singing and dancing in mid-air.

Below him, a large number of monks gathered there to covet, talk and laugh, and cheers filled the hall built in mid-air.

These two dogs are no longer the child who was discovered by Luo Fan, and now he has become a great quasi-sage! It even reached the level where it was only one step away to become the pinnacle quasi-sage.

Such him, just his own cultivation base, is already enough to be a powerful person to suppress most of the world. Not to mention that his hands are like clouds and generals like rain, and the strong are endless.

Now the power he established has become the absolute hegemon in this whole world! In this central continent, occupies nearly one-tenth of the land, forming an almost completely independent kingdom. Any other overlord must salute honestly when facing him.

As for the three thousand monks above the highest hall, in his eyes they are nothing more than chickens.

If it weren't for the pinnacle quasi-sage who was really powerful, he was afraid he would have hit the door early and completely overturned the three thousand monks...

"Venerable, there is another order from Three Thousand Xiu, asking us to cooperate with the formation, should we pay attention to it?" At this time, a monk flashed and came to the front of Ergou, saying this after saluting.

Hearing this, Ergou just smiled and asked, "Which one contacted you?"

"It's the second repair." The monk said so.

This monk was a man who looked twenty-three and four, and he was quite handsome. The realm of Taoism has reached the realm of the quasi-sage.

In this whole world, it is actually comparable to some overlords. However, at this moment, he was just a slave in front of Ergou, and he didn't even dare to raise his head when reporting.

Hearing this, Ergou sneered and said: "It's just a quasi-sage in China, don't care about him."

When the monk heard this, he responded and reincarnated and left. But I didn't think there was anything wrong with Ergou's decision...

As for the names of those three thousand monks, not many monks in this world actually knew. But this does not mean that Ergou does not know their names.

After all, he is the strongest overlord in this area of ​​heaven and earth now in strength and influence. It is no longer a matter of dealing with the three thousand monks once or twice. Naturally, he already knows the names of the three thousand monks, and, Their respective realms.

However, because of his disdain for the three thousand cultivators in his heart, he directly ranked the three thousand cultivators with numbers like the first, second, and third cultivators, even more so that the cultivators in his own power were also Call them that way.

In this way, every time he deals with those monks, as long as his subordinates report their names, he will naturally know the rank of these monks and determine whether these monks are qualified to listen to their words.

Obviously, in the eyes of him, who is already the quasi-sage of the Dacheng, only the peak quasi-sage among the three thousand cultivators is qualified to let him cooperate...anyone else, even if it is already the second cultivation of the quasi-sage of the Zhongcheng For him, it was nothing more than an ant, and it was not worth his effort at all!

After the monk went down, Ergou didn't care about what he said before, just smiled and watched the singing and dancing performance in front of him, and occasionally laughed a few words with his subordinates, but they seemed quite leisurely and quite comfortable.

For the monk, the boundaries of time have become blurred. A party, a song and dance performance may be years past.

Although the party held by Ergou this time was not so exaggerated, it was just a few days later.

On this day, the performance was reaching its climax. Suddenly, a powerful and unmatched aura fell from the sky and directly pressed into the entire palace built in mid-air, crushing the sea of ​​clouds in it to an instant collapse, turning into billowing smoke toward it. The impact from all directions caused the whole hall to start shaking.

Faced with this change, all the sounds in the entire hall were empty, whether it was singing, music, talking and laughing, clinking glasses, or even breathing, all disappeared completely, and the entire hall seemed to be completely emptied. general!

Seeing this, Ergou frowned, sneered, and said, "You are a bit too much."

"Excessive?" A voice followed from the void and passed into the ears of all the monks here, making them feel an indescribable fear from the bottom of their hearts.

With this kind of fear, the many monks in this hall began to face fears one by one, and the fragile ones even started to shake.

The two dogs swept over the subordinates who were already like partridges, and felt even more unhappy. He snorted, and the ground of the whole hall flashed, and there was already a huge invisible force born out of thin air. It completely wiped out the terrifying aura that was in the entire hall, and restored the hall to its original appearance.

And as this aura was swept away, a figure began to emerge from the virtual reality in the void.

This is nothing else, it is the strongest of the three thousand cultivators, the quasi-sage who is about to enter the pseudo-saint rank!

At this moment, this pinnacle quasi-sage is obviously not the real body here, but just an incarnation of power.

However, this power incarnation alone is enough to bring tremendous pressure to everyone present. Even Ergou, at this moment, felt an unspeakable spiritual pressure continuously coming from the figure in front of him.

Facing this figure, no matter how arrogant he was, he would never dare to lie halfway on the cloud bed as before.

At this time, he slowly stood up. The aura on his body began to rise continuously, and the whole person seemed to be swelling like crazy to others, but in a blink of an eye, it was already inflated from the appearance of a normal person to the appearance of an indomitable giant.

Of course, this is just what it looks like. In fact, his figure has not changed in any way...

With the change of his aura, the land within a range of hundreds of millions of trillions of miles around this temple began to tremble slightly, and it seemed that there was infinite power that began to continuously inject into this temple through some indescribable mysterious channel. , Constantly injected into the Ergou among them.

Quack quack...

All kinds of subtle cracking sounds continued to be heard between the pinnacle quasi-sage and the body of the second dog at this time, and fissures were constantly produced at this time, as if time and space had been broken from the beginning.

With the support of the vast land, Ergou actually used the body of a great quasi-sage and the peak quasi-sage who was about to become a false sage to resist, and it did not show the slightest disadvantage!

"If I don't care about this area, you can't stop my move." The pinnacle quasi-sage frowned and said lightly.