The time of prehistoric times is respected

Daoist Mosquito was a little unsatisfied, feeling the power in his body, which was the result of several other people's cultivation, merit is really a good thing.

"This,,,,"

The prehistoric powers are a little speechless, this merit is too good!

Seeing Taoist Mosquito's improvement, they all showed jealousy, and the Asuras below looked at Taoist Mosquito with admiration.

Seeing the adoring eyes of the Asura below, Daoist Mosquito stopped thinking about going down.

Thinking of the scene when Lao Tzu established a religion not long ago, maybe he can make more merits!

Just do it when you think about it, sit down cross-legged in the sky, adjust your breath, and obviously have no intention of leaving.

All the masters were a little puzzled, what else would this Taoist Mosquito do?

The spiritual thoughts that were about to disperse gathered again, watching Taoist Mosquito.

Of course Taoist Mosquito sensed it, but he didn't hide himself. He really liked the feeling of being watched by everyone.

As the saying goes, no one asks about ten years of cold windows. Once he becomes famous, the world will know that Hong Huang will remember the name Mosquito Taoist in the future.

No matter it is the name of the blood sea, the feat of creating a race, or the strength of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, it will not make Daoist Mosquito unknown.

After a while, Taoist Mosquito stood up,

"The way of heaven is above, the Asura clan is newborn and does not know the way of heaven, I think in my heart, now I establish the Asura religion to educate the Asura clan! The way of heaven learns from it!"

"Good courage!"

The great powers of the wilderness sighed one after another, and they knew what Taoist Mosquito wanted to do.

What Nvwa and Laozi did alone, Taoist Mosquito did alone.

Sure enough, as expected by Taoist Mosquito, the Heavenly Dao brewed merit again and fell down suddenly.

This time, it was only two hundred acres, but Taoist Mosquito's cultivation level improved again.

In the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, the peak of the late stage, the peak, did not stop until the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The merit dissipated, and Taoist Mosquito appeared on the sea of ​​blood.

With a punch, the sea of ​​blood surged, huge waves churned, and countless remnants of souls dissipated. Daoist Mosquito looked at his palm,

"Is this the power of the Hunyuan Jinxian peak?"

Taoist Mosquito laughed.

In one day, from a small Daluo Jinxian to a top power in the wild, it can be said that there is no one before, and no one to come after!

Daoist Mosquito flew back into the sea of ​​blood, and the prehistoric and powerful divine thoughts also dissipated.

Although not as sanctified as imagined, Taoist Mosquito is still very happy,

"Congratulations to the ancestor's strength!"

All the Asura clan worshiped together.

Taoist Mosquito laughed, waved everyone away, and let them settle down in the sea of ​​blood.

"Witch Clan! The next Lich War will be the time for my revenge!"

Taoist Mosquito murmured.

Still haven't forgotten Xing Tian's hatred for beating and killing him once.

Although his strength has broken through now, he still dare not seek revenge from the Wu Clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not kidding around, Taoist Mosquito still has self-knowledge.

The human world is on the right track, cultivating the golden elixir avenue, the strength of the human race has been significantly improved, and the prehistoric world has also calmed down. Everyone is guessing who will be the next one to become a saint.

square inch island,

Yang Mei stood up and murmured,

"It's time! Waited too long!"

After speaking, a space passage appeared, Yang Mei stepped into it and disappeared.

When it reappears, it will be in chaos.

Chapter 164

In the chaos, a white-browed Taoist stood awe-inspiring, with sharpness in his eyes.

Breakthrough saints have already shaken the prehistoric world, and the spiritual energy in a radius of billions of miles is not enough.

Yang Mei is a low-key person, so naturally she would not choose to make a breakthrough in the prehistoric,

Yang Mei let go of her whole body's aura, and the chaotic spiritual energy around her crazily condensed and wrapped around it.

In the vortex of spiritual energy, Yang Mei's Taoist robe stirred slightly. This time, he will go all out to recover to the middle stage of Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian,

The last time he was about to break through, he was pulled by Shichen to become a strong man, and the time wasted, he just recovered his cultivation base and was not like Taiyi, and if he missed the opportunity, he didn't know when it would happen.

Yang Mei's position was not far from Honghuang, and even the saints of Honghuang had noticed it when he broke through.

One by one, the spiritual thoughts extend into the chaos. This is the next level of their practice, and it is a great opportunity to comprehend a little bit.

For a hundred years, Honghuang's innate aura has decreased, because Yang Mei absorbed all the chaotic aura outside Honghuang's world, and Honghuang has no source of aura, and can only be emitted from his ancestral veins.

On this day, Yang Mei's eyes, which had been closed for a hundred years, suddenly opened with a ray of light.

One day, a pale white ribbon began to appear, which was the manifestation of the law of space.

"melt!"

Yang Mei's primordial spirit came out of her body, and began to merge with the laws of space, and everything was done with ease.

The divine thoughts of the saints tried to get in touch with the laws of space, and felt the Dao Yun of Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian, but their spiritual thoughts were directly swallowed, as if they were in an endless loop of space.

The speed of fusion was very fast, and at the moment of complete fusion, Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian's aura burst out.

The speed at which Yang Mei absorbed the spiritual energy did not stop, but the range expanded, and the chaotic spiritual energy continued to flow in.

In fact, like Yang Meichen, the injuries from the Great Tribulation of Opening Heaven had healed long ago, and the reason why he couldn't recover was due to the suppression of Dao.

Since the Great Dao retreated, Hong Huang had developed and suppressed them less and less. As long as the aura is enough, it is possible for Yang Mei to directly recover to the peak.

With this kind of mind in mind, Yang Mei began to devour the spiritual energy crazily, and half of the spiritual energy was used to strengthen the physical body.