Chu Feng knew that with the protection of the big man Hongjun, he could almost walk sideways in the wilderness.

Even if it's a Lich catastrophe, Chu Feng doesn't have to worry at all.

Wait... Lich Catastrophe?

What comes after the Lich Tribulation?

That was the Great Tribulation of the Gods, a plan between saints.

Don’t you see, Master Tongtian, in order to protect his disciple Zhou Quan, risked his life to cope with the disaster, and ended up a lonely man.

If I really win the favor of Daozu Hongjun, wouldn't it be easy to kill Chu Feng with Yuan Yuan and Lao Tzu's calculations?

Moreover, after the first sermon, Patriarch Hongyun, even if it was because of Western Zhunti and the calculations of those two villains, he tricked the demon master Kunpeng. I am afraid that the demon master Kunpeng is now thinking about how to find Hongyun.

Ancestor’s trouble!

What's more, this second sermon, relying solely on Chu Feng's strength, it may be even more difficult for him to keep his futon.

Furthermore, he, Chu Feng, had already received the Hongmeng Purple Qi given by the system.

After Patriarch Hongjun gave three sermons, the Hongmeng Purple Qi that was differentiated had nothing to do with him, Chu Feng.

Now that you have become a saint, why do you still risk offending the great power of the world?

"Only a fool would do it!"

"I want to be a quasi-sage!"

Chu Feng made a quick decision, sharpened his sword and rushed towards the many races in the ancient world.

…

Time flies, thousands of years pass by in the blink of an eye.

The top of Zixiao Palace.

Taoist Hongjun, sitting on the futon, looked upright and awe-inspiring, with an aura as majestic as heaven and earth.

In front of him, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Leader, Laozi, Nuwa, Zhunti, led several people to sit down.

Later, Hongyun, Styx, Dijun and many other great powers all sat here.

Near Taoist Hongjun, there was no one on a futon.

Hongjun frowned slightly, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and murmured: "Today, I am here to preach."

The supreme Taoist rhyme drifts with the current, filling the sky with rays of light, lingering for thousands of miles.

Many great powers from all time have sunk into this place, and no one can speak.

Three thousand years, time flies by, and the sermon ends.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes, mesmerized, and their understanding of the way of heaven deepened a hundred times.

Especially Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, Tong Tian and others, their whole bodies glowed with fluorescence, wisps of purple energy surged, and they actually stepped directly into the pinnacle of quasi-sages.

In the ancient times, Chu Feng had already cultivated to the quasi-sage realm, and with Tianluo Taoists protecting him, he incorporated many races from the ancient times and established the Tiandao Sect.

He is friends with Demon Emperor Jun, Dong Huang Taiyi, and Twelve Ancestral Witches.

On this day, in the demon master Kunpeng's dojo, Di Jun and Di Jiang were sitting around.

Sitting in the first place is the demon master Kunpeng.

Although he was dressed in black robes and his face was pale, his whole body was filled with a rich and profound Taoist charm, which was invisible.

All over the body, the sky is full of strange phenomena, and the golden lotus of supreme Taoism is surging.

It's like killing two corpses in the quasi-sage realm.

"I have deduced the secrets of heaven and earth, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth is about to approach."

Demon Master Kunpeng spoke, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

At the same time, the other people frowned slightly and looked ugly.

The battle between demons and the First Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty had already caused the world to flow like rivers of blood.

Three thousand ancient demon gods and many creatures in heaven and earth all died here.

Now, another calamity has come.

Even a quasi-sage still has a headache.

And the person who was most shocked was undoubtedly Chu Feng.

"Damn it, no wonder the system asked me to recruit the prehistoric race. Why did I forget that there are lichs to measure the calamity?"

This system has made up its mind to force itself to accept the disaster!

If he had chosen to go to Zixiao Palace, he might have ushered in the catastrophe of becoming a god.

Now, it's time for the Lich to measure the calamity.

No matter what you choose, it won’t work unless you are born???

Just as Chu Feng was complaining, an extremely cold system prompt sounded suddenly.

"Check that the Lich Tribulation is coming, please choose."

"1: If you enter the world during the calamity, you can obtain the best innate spiritual treasure, the plain flag of the Western Cloud Realm"

Xuanyuan Water Control Flag: The strange phenomenon is dense, the sky and the earth are both clear, all evils are avoided, and all laws are invulnerable, and it has the effect of covering the sky and the sun.

"Two: Immediately retreat into seclusion, grow obscenely, and make the other party doubt your life. The reward will be a drop of Pangu's essence and blood."

Although the ultimate innate spiritual treasure is extremely tempting, it is also one of the Five Innate Banners.

If the five flags gather here, they can reach the saint.

But the risks involved are naturally self-evident.

Every time there is a calamity, all the creatures in the world die one after another.

"A mere top-notch spiritual treasure wants to block my way.?"

Chu Feng Jian frowned slightly, although the spirit treasure is good, if you have a life to take it, you have to have a life to use it.

Immediately, he chose Pangu Essence and Blood without hesitation and could not escape from seclusion.

Anyway, he is already a strong man in the quasi-sage realm, and his life span is almost the same as that of heaven and earth, so there is no problem in being in seclusion for hundreds of millions of years.

As for the Lich Tribulation, whoever you love will go, but I will not go.

"Choose obscene development!"

Chu Feng thought to himself, and the system prompt sounded leisurely.

"Dingdong, congratulations to the host, you chose to hide from the world and received a drop of Pangu's essence and blood."

At the same time, Di Jiang, Taiyi and others frowned slightly and discussed how to deal with the disaster.

Chu Feng suddenly stood up and said with a chuckle: "Fellow Taoists, as the calamity is approaching, I will return to the sect first and make plans in advance."

Hearing this, Demon Master Kunpeng's old eyes showed a hint of joy.

Obviously, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Monster Clan are evenly matched, but only the Tiandao Sect has absorbed many primitive creatures.

Letting him cope with the calamity is a wise choice.

And with Chu Feng here, they were really a little timid when talking.

You can't tell Chu Feng openly that I want your Tiandao Sect to be robbed, right?

Not only the demon master Kunpeng was like this, but even Di Jiang and Di Jun were also in awe, slightly cupping their hands and saying: "Fellow Taoist, we are thinking of the common people in the world. I, the Lich clan, would like to thank you!"

Seeing this, Chu Feng walked away with a hint of coldness in his mouth.

Seeing this, Taoist Tianluo also followed closely behind.

Others didn't know it, but he knew very well that Chu Feng was not a loser.

How could we not see the plan of the two Lich clans!

I'm afraid that the only people who will be slain in the end are the two Lich clans.

In the wilderness, in the far north, there are many lonely peaks, and the spiritual energy is shining.

Tiandao Sect and Chufeng Dojo are located here.

On the top of the mountain, many ancient creatures practice here, and their luck reaches the sky.

Returning to the dojo, Chu Feng did not hesitate, channeling his vast magic power and transmitting his voice thousands of miles away.

"From now on, all my disciples of Xuanzong are not allowed to leave the Far North."

"From today onwards, Xuanzong will not leave the world."

The sound mixed with rich magical power resounded throughout the entire prehistoric era, making many Xuanzong disciples look shocked.

However, except for a few races that are dissatisfied with the Tiandao Sect's tyrannical methods, the rest of the creatures have returned to the far north.

Chu Feng frowned slightly, his fingers were flying, there were many spells, and 360 large flags, arranged in the order of the stars in the sky, were seated outside the dojo.
Chapter completed!