The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Since ancient times, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit.

Luo Hu understood this sentence by using his long time of freedom as a lesson.

In order to prove the way of killing, he provoked the prehistoric dragon and phoenix catastrophe, and achieved the merit of opening countless catastrophes.He didn't pay attention to the wailing of all living beings, this is just the world created by Pangu, he is the God of Chaos, how would he want to survive in the prehistoric wilderness, he wants to ascend to the position of saint again!Take back all that was lost!

Mere prehistoric... just a stumbling block.

But he never expected that there would be a guy who is also the Chaos Demon God, who was full and had nothing to do, and came to stop him from preaching!

Hongjun, what does this seat have to do with you!

Luo Hu hated his teeth, but he had to admit that Hongjun was very strong. Even if he got the benefit of the catastrophe and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, he still couldn't break through Hongjun's "tortoise shell". The opponent had too many magic weapons!

Pan Gu Banner, Tai Chi Diagram, Golden Lotus of Merit, God Killing Spear...

Countless!

Xiantian Zhibao and Xiantian Lingbao are dazzled.

After so many years, Luo Hu still remembers the feeling of being stunned.

With such a strong defensive force, he was defeated by Hongjun, and almost lost his soul.In order to earn a way out, he swears with all his cultivation bases that the world is benevolent and all things are chasing dogs. He will establish the way of magic and fight against the way of heaven.

From then on, the magic rises and the Tao disappears, and the Tao rises and the magic disappears!

Heaven was furious.

As the ancestor of the devil, he is lawless and has the freedom of the world, so naturally he can no longer be killed by the way of heaven.But Tiandao couldn't kill him, but sealed him with Hongjun's hand, preventing the further development of Demonic Dao.

This seal is countless years.

Luo Hu also stayed in the underground of Zixiao Palace for countless yuanhuis, sleeping in the black lotus of Mieshi.

His Zhuxian Sword Formation was gone, and the rest of the treasures were looted by Hongjun and given to Hongjun's apprentices one after another.In the end, only Mie Shi Hei Lian, who was connected to his soul, remained with him.

He was accumulating strength, waiting every moment for the day when he would break through the seal.

In the early days of the prehistoric period, the power of "demons" was very low, suppressed by the way of heaven, and the monsters derived from them were very weak.Later, Taoism separated from Buddhism, and Buddhism continued the belief of eliminating demons, and specially created exercises to subdue demons, borrowing profound Buddhist teachings to purify the demon nature.This kind of restraint lasted until the prehistoric land was broken and the land of China appeared, and the "demon" began to spread.

The strength of Taoism was suppressed by Buddhism, and Buddhism and magic confirmed their respective paths.

People in the world know demons and fear them.

The "devil" finally exploded with a power no less than that of Tao and Buddha.

At this moment, Luo Hu woke up.

Impact the seal!

In Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor, who created an era of sages, also opened his eyes, his expression was indifferent, which made people feel the coolness of the soul at the first sight.The good fortune jade plate in his hand emerged, exuding a hazy and mysterious brilliance.

"Luo Hu, you are against the law of heaven, don't waste your efforts in vain."

Underneath Zixiao Palace, there are layers of seals, and golden flames burst out under the impact of power.

How could I stay here!

As long as I can go out, just wait for me to come back!

Rahu urged the Mieshi Heilian to rise half a foot away, and there were almost no flaws in the mysterious and vast seal array above his head. This was no longer the handwriting of an immortal, but a seal under the law of heaven!

When hitting the seal, the strength he accumulated was like snow touching the scorching sun, it melted extremely quickly, and what he had spent tens of thousands of years of self-cultivation in just one breath was consumed!

Sitting on the cloud bed, Hongjun, who hadn't changed his face for countless years, frowned slightly.

The shaking of the ground became more and more violent.

The peerless monster sealed in it has leaked a ferocious aura.

He raised his hand, and the jade plate of fortune came out, turning into a ray of blue light and flying above the sealing formation.Then, the moment Hongjun closed his eyes, the good luck jade plate crashed down with his infinite power.With a head-on blow, the rising tyrannical demonic energy was suppressed, and Luo Hu felt as if the whole world was suppressed, and his eyes went dark.

Blood spurted out, causing serious injuries in an instant.

He couldn't stand firmly, his legs went limp, and he fell to sit on the lotus platform of Mieshi Heilian.

Bloodstains fell on the petals, and a few wisps of black light could be vaguely seen, which was the luck of the devil.In this confrontation between Heaven and Demon, there is no doubt that Luo Hu was at a disadvantage, and even his luck was lost.

Luo Hu wiped the blood from his lips, did not give up, and rushed forward again.

Hongjun said lightly: "Don't be obsessed with your own ideas."

Good Fortune Jade Plate once again unleashes the impact!

Luo Hu didn't listen at all, his eyes were crimson red, the long and narrow pupils were ferocious and gorgeous.For this day, he has been preparing for countless years!How could it be so easy to give up!

Even if Daoxiao died, he absolutely didn't want to be imprisoned until the day of immeasurable calamity!

Even Hongjun was a little surprised to see Luo Hu becoming more and more courageous after frustration.The distant memory reminded him of the time of chaos. At that time, Luo Hu was famous for bloodthirsty, moody, and even the Chaos Demon God didn't want to get close to him.

This is the kind of person who was just one step away from proving the truth.

Hongjun's lips moved slightly, and he declared silently: "I have my way, and you have your way, and we will see whose way is stronger."

The golden wheel of merit rose behind him.

This most terrifying battle in the prehistoric era was staged in Zixiao Palace.

In the end, Luo Hu was exhausted, and he tore a gap in the sealing formation, but he was unable to fly up again.

Looking at the purple-clothed Taoist walking over the sealing formation, he knew that he had failed, but he was not reconciled!I have never been worse than Hongjun, why should he be bound and free, while Hongjun is free in the world!

Injustice!

The way is unkind!

If I can be given another chance, I will definitely die without a place to bury Hongjun!

The long and narrow eyes stared at Hong Jun, Luo Hu sneered, and as Mie Shi Hei Lian fell into the depths of the ground, countless darkness engulfed his figure, golden light flashed, and the seal filled the gap.It can be said that the entire Zixiao Palace is used to suppress him, and he can't win Hongjun in Zixiao Palace at all!

"You can't close this seat for a lifetime..."

Before falling into the next long sleep, Luo Hu thought weakly but firmly.

Heaven will not last forever.

Sooner or later, the way of magic will win against the way of heaven.

Closing his eyes with this thought, Luo Hu's primordial spirit was dizzy and his body was heavy, just like a mortal who is seriously ill.He didn't know how long he had slept, maybe 100 years, maybe 1000, 1 years.

He felt a sense of relief that he had not seen for a long time until he shed tears, his body was light, and his soul was healed.

The weakened strength recovered step by step.

Great Luo Jinxian!

Quasi holy!

The pinnacle of the quasi-sage, the half-step Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

Going one step further, the realm of a saint is as thin as paper, as if it can be broken with a light poke.

Outside the window, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the mountains do not know the years.

Luo Hu lay on the soft bed, slowly woke up, his eyelids opened, and there was a flash of light in his pupils.

The strong innate aura in the air reminded him of the unbroken prehistoric past.He had never felt that he was in such a good state, and it seemed that the matter of being sealed in Zixiao Palace was all a dream.

Hongjun...

There was a murderous look in his eyes, his heart tightened, and it hurt with anger.

I don't know if it was his illusion.

He also felt some pain in his abdomen.

"What's the matter?" Luo Hu froze suddenly, and heard a questioning voice next to his ear.The sound of the other party's breathing was very close, obviously sleeping next to him, but he was so slow that he didn't realize until now!

Is he resurrecting the dead?

Luo Hu turned his head to the side, and when he was about to fool him, his face twisted.

"Hongjun!"

The person lying next to him was a person he couldn't be more familiar with.

There is no hair crown, the other party's white hair is scattered on the jade pillow, and the handsome features are like jade, showing the demeanor of a fairy who is unique in the world.Taking a closer look, Luo Hu was shocked to find that they were sleeping on the same jade pillow, he was only wearing obscene clothes, and the other party was not much better, the skirts were slightly parted, exposing some chest skin.

He even recognized this person even when he turned into ashes!

Daozu, Hongjun!

Luo Hu became anxious, and his strength became disorganized, and he rushed towards Yuanshen in bursts.Could it be that he still hadn't escaped from Zixiao Palace, and Hongjun pretended to let him recuperate on the bed?

Hongjun looked at him suspiciously.

"Luo Hu, why are you strangling my neck?"

"..."

Facing the white-haired Taoist ancestor who let him choke his neck, Luo Hu was rarely stunned.

Could it be that Hongjun has such a good temper?

Liar!

If Hongjun has a good temper, write his name upside down!

"Your strength is unstable, calm down, don't think about it!" Hongjun suddenly interrupted his thoughts.He held Rahu's wrist with his hand behind his back, and introduced the chaotic vitality into Luohu's body, stabilizing the power that was approaching riot.

Luo Hu quickly restrained his thoughts, frowned, and subdued the power in his body.

This power is different from his own. It has the breath of "demon", but it has not reached the level of "demonic way".In other words, it's like...myself before I got enlightened.

Another chaotic vitality flowed into his body, inexplicably flowing towards his abdomen.

The strange pain stopped.

Luo Hu said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Hongjun sensed that something was wrong with him, thought he hadn't slept well, and there was a lot of helplessness on his face, so he comforted him: "Don't be annoyed, next time you don't feel well, you can sleep in my arms."

Luo Hu looked at him strangely, "..."

Is the man in front of you Hongjun who practiced the Way of Forgetfulness?Is it really not an illusion?

He carefully observed Hongjun's eyes, the trace of lavender was true, it was the color that only people with chaotic vitality as their origin would have.And the reflection in the eyes—wait a minute, is he the disheveled and disheveled person in Hongjun's eyes?

Luo Hu's heart sank, he threw Hong Jun off the bed, and quickly ran out of the room.

The door of the temple is wide open.

People have disappeared.

On the bed, Hongjun sat up and said coldly, "I didn't wear shoes on purpose."

He looked at Luo Hu who was leaving, and besides being helpless, he just wanted to get angry.As soon as anyone wakes up, he cares about the person next to the bed, but in the end, he strangles himself by the neck, as if he had a nightmare to seek revenge from him.

Luo Hu has a temper that likes to vent his anger, and it seems that he needs to be cured.