The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Looking at the world turbulent, Liansheng felt great relief.

This is not the mood he can have, his heart seems to be full, like a father watching his child struggle forward, the gentleness of growing up bit by bit.

The prehistoric world is the world he must protect.

His mood was unsettled, like a turbulent sea. The memories of countless years ago washed over his true spirit, and he almost regarded himself as Pangu.Only when Hongjun and Luohu came to see him, did he wake up and realize that he was no longer the person he was before.

Liansheng said in front of the two closest people, "Master, I am going to prove the Tao."

The father forcibly divided the prehistoric and promoted the evolution of the prehistoric, but the father does not have the power to create the world, and he is needed to maintain the world.

"can."

Hongjun saw everything in his eyes and agreed to the timing he chose.

Luo Hu, who was in the mid-air, walked down the void. His red clothes were like blood, his eyes pierced through emptiness, and there were thousands of demons hidden.

"Liansheng, don't make more vows than you can bear."

He warned the children he raised so much.

Liansheng is not Pangu, so there is no reason to sacrifice himself for Pangu.

Liansheng smirked at his concern, scratched his head, "Father, I have discussed my oath of enlightenment with Master, don't worry, Master has made it up for me."

Luo Hu: "..."

He looked at Hongjun suspiciously, Hongjun was so kind to help?

Feeling the cold and unpredictable devilish energy on Luo Hu, Hongjun took a deep breath. Oops, his primordial spirit repelled him.He suppressed his emotions, "In your eyes, am I so cold-blooded? Liansheng is my big disciple, Luohu."

Luo Hu approached him, and suddenly frowned, "You are full of the smell of heaven, why do I feel a little nauseous——"

Hongjun's face was expressionless.

Each other each other, Rahu.

Liansheng didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them, and he began to swear the oath of enlightenment directly in front of Daozu and Mozu.

"I am Liansheng, the true spirit of Pangu."

As soon as Pu opened his mouth, all sentient beings were shocked to the point of numbness.

The son of the lord of Mount Sumeru and the great disciple of the Taoist ancestor turned out to be the true spirit of Pan Gu!

Bearing part of the karma that destroyed Buzhou Mountain, the surviving Wu people were shocked and wailed in the direction of Liansheng: "Pangu God, please save the Wu people!"

Liansheng's eyes were sympathetic, but that was not the pity that ordinary monks had for the witches, but the pity that Pangu's true spirit had for the witches.The Witch Clan inherits Pangu's essence and blood, and is the closest race to Pangu outside of the Sanqing. Liansheng also helped them a lot in the past.

However, Zu Wu never asked him for help.

After suspending the oath, Liansheng said to the Wu clan alone: ​​"Do you know why I didn't intervene in this battle?"

All the old and young of the Wu clan looked dazed.

Liansheng was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, with a handsome and gentle face, "This is the Tao you have chosen. On the way to prove the Tao, no one can help you. Only the Wu Clan can help the Wu Clan."

He pointed to himself, "And I, in this life, only guard the prehistoric."

It is the second family of liches who destroyed the prehistoric world!

The people of the witch clan are completely ashamed, those with a lot of karma are wiped out, those with little karma vomit blood, and their tyrannical bones weaken.Where they couldn't see, the momentary prosperity of the Wu clan was cut off, and they lost hope of rising ever since.

When they were desperate, a door suddenly opened in front of them.

Black dead air rushed towards his face.

Liansheng said: "Pingxin empress gives you a chance, if you enter the nether world, she will protect you for the rest of your life."

The nether world is the center of reincarnation, even the Dao of Heaven cannot force Empress Pingxin to do things that do not comply with the rules.Once the Wu Clan enters, they will become the first batch of residents of the nether world, and they will never be able to go to the world of the sun forever.

Knowing this, one-third of the surviving members of the Wu Clan went in, and the remaining two-thirds still planned to fight in the wild.

The people of Yaozu are extremely jealous.

Why the Wu Clan also lost, but they can still get blessings!

As soon as Nuwa, who was located on the 27th floor, occupied the Supreme Chang Rongtian, she sensed the mournful voices of the demon clan in the lower realm.She looked down to the lower realm, stretched out her slender fingers, and the demon-calling banner that had fallen on the battlefield flew up into the sky and came into her hands.

"People of the monster clan, go away."

From now on, it is not the Yaohuang and Donghuang who will protect the Yaozu, but her, the Emperor Wa.

After dealing with this matter, Nuwa didn't care much about the complicated mood of the monster race in the lower realm, and stepped into the Wa Palace that she had built.

The world of mortals is divided and has little to do with her.

As for Fuxi who died in the Lich Tribulation... As compensation, she will let him be reincarnated, and I believe Houtu will also sell her this favor.

After all, at their stage, the relationship between liches is meaningless.

Nuwa's beautiful face is cold and indifferent, her eyes have lost the softness of women, and there is only a firm heart in pursuit of Tao.After she was sanctified, Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation reshaped her body, making her essentially detached from male and female gender.

She didn't even have the weakness of being alone.

After the gate of Wa Palace was closed, a voice went up 33 days and descended to the Netherworld, "I, Lian Sheng, wish to become a sage of heaven and guard the prehistoric world...until the immeasurable calamity comes."

After preaching, another saint was born.

Saint Liansheng went to build a dojo for 33 days according to Hongjun's request. Nuwa called to Liansheng's position: "Senior brother, please."

Seeing Nuwa's expressionless face, Liansheng silently felt a pain in his stomach.

There is always a price for the prehistoric creatures to become holy with the help of the primordial purple energy that does not belong to them. In a situation like Nuwa's, it is obvious that they have downplayed their feelings for the past.

He wanted to go to a higher place, but he still persuaded his junior sister: "You can't chase the past, but you have to understand that not all the things you give up are not precious." The relationship between Fuxi and Nuwa once made Honghuang a lot. Everyone is envious.

Nuwa didn't take it seriously, "If I put it down, I won't pick it up again."

Fuxi was abandoned by her.

Liansheng understood what she meant, and shook his head, "Go to retreat, your emotions have gone to extremes."

Nuwa saluted and returned to the futon to sit quietly.

During this retreat, she never opened her eyes again for ten thousand years. Time is no longer important to her, and she can't even arouse the thought of seeing the world.

Liansheng hastily built the dojo, and then rushed back to Mount Sumeru.After Luohu proved the position of Dao Demon Ancestor, Mount Sumeru was divided into Xiniu Hezhou, not to mention any loss, and coupled with its special status, it was obvious that it ruled the roost in Xiniu Hezhou.

Jieyin and Zhunti also hurried back to Mount Sumeru, expecting to see a joyous scene, but he found that both Garuda and Kong Xuan were lying on the ground dying.

"What happen to you guys?"

Without the threat of the monster clan to guide him, he asked the two teenagers with a smile.

Garuda said weakly: "Pull me..."

Kong Xuan, who was stronger than Garuda, didn't have the strength to get up, and both of them were tortured by the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the realm of saints.

If Hongjun hadn't asked Liansheng to go to the battlefield, Liansheng would have had to squat here.

Jieyin and Zhunti each helped one up, and asked, "Go to our place to rest, or go back to the top of the mountain?" Garuda panted heavily, and Kong Xuan replied instead: "Go to the top of the mountain, Master and the others should be back."

The four of them slowly arrived at the most "scary" summit of Mount Sumeru.

At this time, there was a Taoist ancestor, a demon ancestor, and Liansheng who had just become a saint.

Luo Hu was talking to Lian Sheng about Yang Mei, when he saw his two incomprehensible apprentices come back, he didn't bother to argue with them, "Would you dare to do this next time?"

Jialou Luo and Kong Xuan swore to the sky, "Don't dare!"

Never help Uncle Yang Mei again!

Luo Hu was in a great mood, and told Yang Mei's whereabouts: "This is the price you paid for helping Yang Mei. He has become a pillar of the sky, tsk tsk, he is learning how to stand upright from Pangu. There is no time to measure calamity." Not coming."

Garuda's face was pale, "We...are we hurting him?"

Kong Xuan also froze.

Standing on the top of Mount Sumeru, they looked out and could vaguely see the huge willow tree that replaced Mount Buzhou.

Hongjun was not as wicked as Luohu, "This is the path of enlightenment chosen by Yang Mei, you don't have to think about it, the time of a calamity is not too long for a saint."

Afterwards, Hongjun's eyes fell on the nervous Yingyin and Zhunti.

He said to Jieyin alone: ​​"Do you have any clues about your way?"

Reception was flattered, "Yes, there are some."

Hongjun understood that there were two guys, Luohu and Zhunti, by his side, and he would definitely find the way to prove the Tao early, so he was not surprised. He just instructed: "The human race created by Nuwa and Yangmei has been mixed, and the blood is flowing. They are all 'humans'."

After receiving such important news, I am even more grateful to Hongjun.

This master who was picked up for nothing is really good!

Zhunti was sour in his heart, Hongjun was naturally a good teacher, but unfortunately he didn't have the fate to become the other party's apprentice, so he could only get a taste of the Taoist brother.

Finding that there were too many people on the top of the mountain, Hongjun started to chase them away.

"Jieyin, Zhunti, you go to practice, don't stand here in a daze, Jialuluo, Kongxuan, you go to recuperate."

In the end, the innocent Liansheng and Hongergou who were entangled with Luohu remained.

Hongjun pondered, "Liansheng, take Daoxuan to get back the lower half of Buzhou Mountain. I want to use it to refine a treasure for Daoxuan."

Hung Ergou happily took Liansheng away.

"Brother! Let's go!"

"...Uh, okay, you slow down, brother Ergou."

Liansheng didn't have time to say goodbye to his father, and the dignified sage was dragged off Mount Sumeru by Hong Ergou, who was no taller than his shoulders.

At the bottom of the mountain, Hong Ergou withdrew his hand, and pointed out his straightforward brother as a younger brother, "Brother Liansheng, didn't you realize that he disliked us and got in the way?"

Liansheng was depressed, "I just preached the truth, and I want to have a few more words with my father."

Sanctification was exciting even for him.

Hong Ergou sympathized with his brother for a second, then changed back to the Fortune White Lotus Platform, and sat up on it, "Brother, I will chat with you! But it's better to stay away from Mount Sumeru, otherwise father and father will definitely be able to hear it."

Liansheng laughed, and sat up with him, "Let's go, let's go to Buzhou Mountain."

The land of Pangu's backbone, he has the responsibility to take it back.

Everyone left the top of the mountain, Hongjun looked at Luo Hu who was sitting opposite, the atmosphere between the two seemed to return to the chaotic period, they were equal and cherished each other.

Luo Hu didn't know what he was going to say, so he held his cheek and smiled straight at Hongjun.

After becoming the Demon Ancestor, he laughed even more ecstatically.

Hongjun coughed lightly, "Stop laughing, it's very important."

Luo Hu joked, "Oh, tell me."

Such procrastination is not like Hongjun's style at all. Sure enough, no matter how high the cultivation base is, there is no way to improve his face.

When Luo Hu guessed how long Hongjun would endure, the other party finally expressed his long-cherished wish.

"Rahu, let's get married."