Lord God Xiaoyao

? The soil is mixed with magma, and the nourishing soil turns into the nutrients of the magma, helping the burning of the magma.

The dark red magma was like a sticky paste, slowly rolling on the feathers of the sky phoenix roots, and slowly began to drip.

Tianfeng's huge body rushed out from below the earth, and the real dragon winding in the sky slowly began to dissipate.

The wings of the fiery red feathers spread out, the sky and the earth were fiery red, and the radiant sun was completely replaced by the lava on the fiery red feathers and the colors of the feathers themselves.

As the wings spread out, the dripping speed of dark red magma suddenly accelerated, like a magma rain, rushing down.

The crowd stared at the sky, one after another, looking up at the huge phoenix in the sky.

Divine light flashed in Tianfengfeng's eyes, the light shining brightly, like two rays of light.

At this moment, Tianfeng did not lower his head to look down at the heroes under him, but looked up at the sky, and the light rushed into the Dou Mansion, watching the sky barrier and beyond the prehistoric world.

The scenes of battles were stared by Tianfeng.

Outside of the prehistoric world, a real dragon with a head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger, has eighty-one on its back. The scales have nine or nine yang numbers, with a beard on the side, a pearl under the jaw, and inverse scales under the throat.

The standard appearance of a real dragon, no, it can be said that it is the journey of a real dragon in the world, all of which are imitating the dragon ancestors, and the huge body twists and spreads like an endless end.

The luster of the dragon scales on his body flashed and disappeared, illuminating the black sea beyond the prehistoric world.

A tall willow tree stands horizontally in front of the real dragon, with its green branches drooping, and its branches are like silk threads, forming a canopy curtain.

The endless green light diffused from the wicker, isolating all erosion outside the boundary.

The two opposing forces are outside the prehistoric ancestors, and Long Zu's voice is like a copper plate filled with anger and said: "The prehistoric is only a top-notch world. Only Hongjun who is in harmony with the heavens can be the Dao ancestor."

"How can there be another Taoist ancestor?"

If you can make complaints, Long Zu must make complaints, this is a bit strange.

Heaven is a multi-dimensional world. Since its rise, it has conquered the heavens. Among them, there are the world of the gods and the prehistoric world. Even the prehistoric world has not only conquered one.

But the mainstream of the orthodox, Taoist ancestors only have Hongjun of body and heaven.

"This world, the past, the present, and the future are all conquered by our heavenly realm. You dare to go against the sky!"

"Friends of Daoist are wrong, now, in the future, our realm will be conquered by the heavens, but in the past I have been waiting for the deity to take action, but found that there is no holy deity in the heavens, and now there is no holy deity alive in your heavens."

"How can we give up the world that produces and nurtures us." The imaginary and real rays of light rushed out from the wilderness, the rays of light twisted and twisted, and continuously penetrated the connection, and finally evolved into a mighty river.

This is a long river purely composed of time, in which the rise and fall of the wild world can be vaguely seen.

Three tribes dominate, the Lich decisive battle, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the Conferred War.

Scenes in the world, all ups and downs in the long river of time, one after another, bubbles continue to emerge, each bubble contains a piece of history, a hero smiles proudly, disturbing the world, is the wave of waves sweeping the world .

A wave of water rises high, like a curtain of water. One of the Taoist priests in loose robes with his hair on his temples, carrying four long swords on his back, is constantly walking out of nothingness.

The overhaul is just like a moral man.

"Poor Dao Hongjun, I have met fellow Daoists!" The Taoist chief gave a salute, standing motionless in the long river of time.

"Good means, really good means!" Long Zu praised, and Long Mou calmly stared at the three figures in front of him. No matter which one of these three, they were all Dao Ancestors.

It is an extremely insignificant thing for a world to produce a Taoist ancestor, that is, a top-notch world that is in harmony with the heavens can produce a Taoist ancestor.

Only by stepping into a multi-dimensional world can Dao Ancestors break the singularity, but the primordial world in front of them has not yet made a crucial step. It is just that one of the top-notch Great Thousand Worlds has even produced three Dao Ancestors.

"You dare to repeat the world, this matter will not stop!" Long Zu closed his eyes, his huge body slowly dissipated, and finally disappeared without a trace, as if it had passed from the future.

"Pang Dao, thank you for the help of the two fellow daoists. This is the future body. It is inconvenient to stay for a long time. I will leave for the time being." After a few steps, Hongjun walked back into the long river of time.

The vast river of time flowing violently stopped abruptly at this moment, suddenly becoming still.

"The heavens are down!"

"The battle at the beginning seems to be a success, otherwise there would be no saint who hadn't been alive." Willow tree's voice was peaceful and ethereal, and there was no emotion in it.

"It doesn't need to be mentioned again, but it's rushing into the long river of history, reversing the long river of time, reshaping the predicament, and taking a lot of risk, it will inevitably encounter the backlash of the heavens."

The voice in the long river was worried, far less tough than just now.

"The predicament breeds us. There is a great kindness, and we have to pay it back. When the heavens invaded, we didn't make this plan and let the heavens erode. After the eternity, after the decay of the heavens, we will reverse the long river of time and reshape the land.

The willow branches kept swaying, the green luster continued to radiate, and the peaceful tone continued to sound: "We will eat all the bait invested by the heavens to enhance the foundation of my great realm."

"In the past, the heavens were far inferior to my primordial realm. The Taoist ancestor was no more than a body and heavenly path, but he was united in attacking the heavens and plundering the origins of the heavens to support a realm. Only then can the heavens flourish."

"Nine saints, thirty-six Dao ancestors."

"The predecessor of the heaven is so similar to the great realm of my great wildness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Among them, the quasi-sage deity also has the great realm of my great greatness. The heavens can rise and become a multi-dimensional world, why can't the great realm of my greatness."

"Now that we are reshaping the wilderness and re-walking the path of the heavens, we are hopeful that in the future we will prove the deity."

"Retake the road to the heavens, the heavens will not allow it." The retort sounded.

"The heavens have not experienced control of us. The original battle was the root of the decline of the heavens. Now that the source has appeared, the energy of the heavens has long been involved."

The long river of time began to roll, rushing towards the prehistoric world, and a strong voice rang out to preach:

"That battle was about detachment, involving the attention of the heavens and all realms. We can develop steadily if we can't get through."

"Finally, move the prehistoric great world, merge into that other world, and compete for our right to speak, and we must compete for the place of detachment."

"Transcendence!" The willow tree kept swaying, and the muttering voice that yearned for hope sounded.