"The so-called life is a big dream, and some worlds are even a dream, and many people live in other people's dreams."

The famous figure of the immortal evil king in the world has become increasingly shocking and difficult to understand.

These words are really hard to believe. Because they subverted Xiao Chen's previous cognition. But Xiao Ke Ke was listening carefully, looking at the Evil King curiously, as if he was very interested in these kinds of talks.

"Does these people really exist, Primitive, Tongtian, Zhunti, and Guizhi? Who can find their records among the traces left in the wilderness?"

"Yah..." Ke Ke nodded and asked the Evil King to continue.

Xiao Chen also showed a thoughtful look, and had to admit that the Evil King was really evil, and his words were shocking.

"Although Suiren, Youchao, Fuxi, and Nuwa live in the prehistoric years and have gone through endless years, they can still find evidence of their real existence. They are the real ancestor gods. And what are Primitive, Tongtian, Guiyin, Cunti, Sun God, etc.? They are just dreamy and empty flowers. The false gods born from nothingness."

Xiao Chen and Ke Ke listened quietly, not interrupting.

"If anyone is the strongest pseudo-god in this world, then it must be Hongjun, who is known to be able to go hand in hand with the real ancestor god and decide life and death."

Xiao Chen is not unfamiliar with the name Hongjun. It is said that he is the master of Yuan and Tongtian. He unexpectedly was "taken out and whipped" by the evil king today.

"When false is true, the truth is false, and there is no place for nothing. Hongjun comes from illusion, but it has become solid from illusion, and its combat power is comparable to that of an ancestor god. This is reflected to the extreme. It is a pity that some people do not worship the true ancestor gods, Suiren, Fuxi, Nuwa, etc., but go to Hongjun Mountain to call the most holy way of the great way."

If Xiao Chen thought that the Evil King was talking nonsense at the beginning, then now he admired his courage. He dared to be so "abusive", then he would risk his risk of being drowned in saliva and being besieged by Hongjun's disciples to the death of both body and spirit.

"I hope to destroy the illusion and restore the real world. When I see you, I see hope."

Xiao Chen was silent for a long time and said, "You are also illusory, why is this?"

"I embrace the truth in the virtual world, and I have a real human heart."

Although these words did not shake the world, Xiao Chen felt that this was really comparable to the sound of destruction and could make the world silent.

"I'm very worried about the strongest pseudo-god Hongjun's intervention. If that happens, I'm afraid you will fail and die in vain."

Hearing this, Xiao Chen showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, his smile had a strange brightness, and said, "I am the one who sent the death to half of the ancestors. If they don't die, how can I feel at ease? If they don't die, I will not die. Even if the ending is already destined..."

"Yayayaya..." The furry little beast heard something wrong and strongly opposed this ominous remark.

"I said a lot, do you understand now? Blood in the sky, the essence of the earth, the battle between yin and yang, the blood crying Xuanhuang..."

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "I understand."

"Where are the ancestor gods such as the Suiren clan who opened the copper furnace of the heaven and earth?" Xiao Chen suddenly asked this question.

The Immortal Evil King sighed for the first time and said, "Actually, what is most worried about is the issue of the ancestor god. I suspect that Suiren, Fuxi, Nuwa and others have long died in the prehistoric years. I am afraid that one day they will dig out their bones..."

Xiao Chen also frowned. If this is true, the problem would be extremely serious. If Suiren, Fuxi, Nuwa and others were buried in the prehistoric times, then who are now celebrating Suiren, Fuxi, etc.?
Chapter completed!