The drastic changes left everyone at a loss. The only one who was not at a loss was Tang Xuanming.
Only he knows that the specific and mysterious Hongjun in it has always been illusory, but those ancestors who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives for the human race are real.
Pangu, Nuwa, Fuxi, Suiren clan, Youchao clan... Generation after generation of sages of the human race overcame thorns and thorns, using their flesh and blood to carve out a bright land for the human race in the darkness, nothingness and wilderness, creating a civilization and inheritance unique to the human race.
Even for the sake of the unity of the whole world, and for the sake that no one can be superior to everyone else, they went further without hesitation, using their own flesh and blood and their own souls as a guide, hoping to make the gods who were once high and invincible in the world
The emperor completely disappeared from heaven and earth.
But this also gave others an opportunity. The strange existence in the world of death projected the projection into the world of immortality. He tampered with part of history, set himself as the greatest existence in the world, blinded the aura of the human race, and
The statue of his own god is set up high in the temple and is worshiped by countless people, becoming that great and sacred existence.
But in fact, he has never been great or holy, and he is not qualified to teach the sages of the human race. He is just an existence born in illusion, or he should not exist at all. His heart has never been like the human race, he just
for myself.
"False God, you still dare to appear in front of me, you should have died long ago."
The loud roar of the dragon shook the heavens and the earth. The roar tore through the sky and collapsed the earth, revealing boundless anger. However, the anger was faintly suppressed, and the boundless power was not fully released. A being like Zulong burst out with all his strength.
If it hits, the entire world will suffer an unbearable blow, causing hundreds of millions of creatures to die directly.
"False God? If all living beings recognize that I am real, then I am real. Besides, I have been above the world for countless years, and what is real can no longer be real. If you ask any practitioner at will, they will not know.
Admit the truth from your mouth, I am the real God."
Compared to Zu Long's anger, Hongjun's words seemed calm and peaceful, with a unique air of superiority.
This gesture made Zulong even more angry. The two had fought dozens of times in the electric light and flint. Even if they consciously controlled the terrifying aftermath of the battle, they still shattered the world of the Demon Cave.
But at the same time, there is also a powerful suppressive force, which is bound to the ancestor dragon and the existence with a somewhat illusory body.
More than two hundred innate demon gods retreated crazily. Just the aftermath of the battle gave them a huge impact. More than ten innate demon gods fell during the war. It was not a battle they should bear at all.
Tang Xuanming ignored the battle in the void and dragged out a huge ship-like magic weapon with one hand, throwing the half-ancestor who was seriously injured on the ground and basically unable to move into it one by one, like collecting garbage.
When he encountered the body and energy pool of the Demonic God, he hesitated. He pulled Zhuang Zhouti out among the many seriously injured half-ancestors, and slipped out with his broken wings.
The fluttering butterfly, which used to be brightly colored and always had a flash of aura, was now exhausted, and the aura on its body was constantly flickering, as if it would go out at any time. Tang Xuan Mingti slipped it into his hand, like a light bulb that was about to be broken.
The corner of Luo Feng's mouth twitched twice, and he looked at the half-ancestral who was lying around and moaning helplessly inside the magic weapon that was like a trash can, as well as Zhuang Zhou who was held in his hands by Tang Xuanming with a light gesture, and the corner of his mouth trembled violently.
What he wanted to say but couldn't say it at all, Xiao Chen also looked a little shocked. On the contrary, Keke was flying around Tang Xuanming's head heartlessly, seeming to find it interesting, and kept pulling at the many half-ancestors.
Come and pull.
Only Tang Xuanming and Ke Ke had no sense of awe. Facing the strongest person in the entire world, a saint-like figure who had influenced this era for countless years, they still treated them with normality.
"Are you dead? If not, just say something."
Tang Xuanming shook the waves with the huge butterfly. The fluttering butterflies rolled their eyes like a human. The tentacles on their heads were all white, but it was beyond Feng Yun Wuji, Luo Feng, and Xiao Chen.
As expected, that fluttering butterfly, known as the strongest person under the Ancestral God in this world, or the one closest to the Ancestral God in spiritual thoughts, was not angry but said with admiration: "You have the heart of the Ancestral God, as long as you don't die, you will lead the times."
It must be you."
This was a great boast and an extraordinary evaluation. Xiao Chen, who knew Zhuang Zhou's status, was shocked. He thought that Tang Xuanming's blasphemous behavior did not make this top half-ancestor the most important person in the human race.
The sage was so angry that he received such an extraordinary evaluation.
Tang Xuanming did not have many surprises. Zhuang Zhou was able to say that the saint, the immortal thief, was more than this, and was a deviant in the eyes of the world. Of course, he would not stick to many worldly opinions. Tang Xuanming even had some blasphemous actions in gold bars.
Many people think it is unbelievable and deviant, but in Zhuang Zhou's view, it is very reasonable and special, and the relevant evaluations are not that strange.
It's a pity that Tang Xuanming didn't need Zhuang Zhou's evaluation at all. He accepted the evaluation without sincerity and looked indifferent. Then he took Zhuang Zhou with one hand, walked towards the body of the Demon God and the energy pool, and said casually: "How is your mental state?
?”
Zhuang Zhou was stunned for a moment and soon understood what Tang Xuanming was thinking.
"There is not much problem with my mental state. The main thing is that my physical body has been severely impacted."
"That's fine."
Tang Xuanming skillfully removed the energy pool and pressed Zhuang Zhou's wings on it. Pure energy rushed out from it crazily, constantly repairing Zhuang Zhou's body.
"You don't need me to teach you the next thing!"
boom!
Huge dragon claws blasted down from the sky, grabbing more than a dozen innate demon gods into pieces. The next moment, the dragon claws trembled violently, and hazy light hit them, which could not be penetrated by even the strongest magic weapon.
The dragon scales shattered into pieces, and cold blood even spurted out from them.
The crazy impact of the aftermath of the battle caused the land to roll like waves. Countless corpses and bones deep underground were thrown into the air, and then shattered into powder, as if a huge white rain had fallen.
Such a shocking battle was shocking and inexplicable. Many half-ancestors who were casually thrown into the ship by Tang Xuanming stared at it, amazed and frightened.
Fearful of the powerful destructive power, and deeply impressed by this burst of power.
"Now is the best opportunity. It depends on whether you can survive the impact of rules. If you die, everything will be in vain. If you survive the impact of the rules, the situation of the war will be completely changed. If you die, everything will be in vain.
Needless to say."
The brightly colored butterfly fluttered its wings, then plunged into the body of the Demon God, turning into a ball of light with its energy pool, and rushed out of the Demon Cave.
In the devil's cave, the bodies of more than two hundred innate demon gods who were running like wolves and pigs froze at the same time, even the two ancestor gods fighting above the sky.
Without the entire pillar of the Heavenly Emperor, the Demon Cave could no longer withstand such a powerful battle. More than two hundred innate demon gods were oppressed by space everywhere, and the same was true for the two ancestor gods.