"The decisive battle between the lich and the lich is scheduled for ten thousand years. You should prepare first. During these ten thousand years, I need to retreat in the Father's Temple, and the Witch Clan will leave it to you." Li Xuan said, although the injury has been suppressed, but
If you want to return to its heyday, even if you are on the road to life, it is impossible without ten thousand years.
"Yes, we will obey the wizard's order!" Upon hearing this, Di Jiang and others straightened their faces and accepted the order in unison.
"Boom!"
With a roar, the door of Pangu Temple was closed again. In the temple, twelve magic lamps instantly ignited with blazing fire, illuminating the entire temple like daylight. As Li Xuan walked out towards the depths of Pangu Temple, one by one the gods
The lights went out one after another, and the entire temple fell into darkness again.
Deep in the Pangu Temple, a huge blood egg hangs in the void, constantly sucking the energy of chaos deep in the temple. As the blood egg pulsates, an ancient and vast breath emanates from the blood egg.
, the rich Netherworld Dao Yun pervades the entire temple space, and as the blood energy rises, a looming shadow of a stalwart god and demon can be seen emerging, evolving and perfecting the Law Dao Yun.
"As expected of the Chaos Gods and Demons, it has not been long since this time that they have reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm." Looking at the blood egg wrapped in his own creature clone, Li Xuan smiled slightly and said with satisfaction.
After carefully observing the clone's practice and finding that there were no problems, Li Xuan walked directly through the space barrier, randomly found a world space deep in the temple, sat cross-legged, and started the "Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique". Suddenly, countless
The energy of chaos was attracted by Li Xuan from the depths of the temple, integrated into Li Xuan's body, and restored his injuries. The energy of chaos was extremely violent, and unless it was the Chaos Demon God, for ordinary creatures under the Quasi-Saint, it was
It is a highly poisonous thing. Even if it is a witch clan with an extremely powerful physical body, only the ancestral witches dare to absorb the energy of chaos to practice. And like Li Xuan, who has reached the level of Hunyuan Da Luo Jin Immortal, he relies on swallowing the spiritual energy or turbid energy of heaven and earth to practice.
It simply cannot satisfy daily practice, so even saints will open a dojo in chaos and absorb the energy of chaos to practice. However, for Li Xuan, there is no need to open a dojo in chaos to practice. The Pangu Temple is its own world, connected.
The Ten Thousand Realms itself can continuously swallow the energy of chaos from chaos.
……
There are two flowers blooming, each expressing its beauty.
In the Thirty-third Heaven, in the Zixiao Palace, the holy light flashed, and Hongjun and the Six Saints who had disappeared appeared again at this time.
"Meet the Taoist ancestor, the saint."
Being inexplicably trapped in the Zixiao Palace, whoever it was, would have been very angry. But at this moment, the saint appeared. Even if everyone was angry, they had to bow down and salute. At this moment, these great powers in the ancient world
Only then did the readers better understand the meaning of not becoming a saint and ending up as an ant.
"This sermon in Zixiao Palace has also ended. You can go back later." Hongjun did not explain, as if he was swatting away flies, he said coldly.
"Yes, I would like to thank Dao Ancestor for his mercy." Although everyone was curious about what happened in this ancient world and why there was such a terrifying Pangu aura, they had a tacit understanding and no one asked. After all, the saint trapped himself and others.
In Zixiao Palace, it explained everything, but Hongjun's next words made everyone unable to suppress the shock in their hearts.
"Emperor Jun, after ten thousand years, Lich Liang will fight for thousands of years to determine the outcome! After the war, Lich Liang will subside."
"What!"
Hongjun's words, like thunder from the sky, exploded in the hearts of everyone. The millions of years of Taoist hearts were lost at this moment, and everyone screamed out in shock, this is a calamity, think of the fierce beast measuring the calamity, and the decisive battle of Long Han's first calamity.
, there was no time when life was not ruined. Even the current Dao Ancestor Hongjun almost fell into the hands of the Demon Ancestor during the Longhan Calamity Calamity. Now the Lich Calamity Calamity has finally ushered in the decisive battle, and it is bound to be an earth-shaking battle. p>
Compared to the shock of all the mortal guests, Di Jun seemed very calm, as if he had guessed it a long time ago, and asked calmly: "Tao Ancestor, the Lich Tribulation Final Battle, Hunyuan strongmen may participate in the battle."
"Measuring the calamity is related to the development of the ancient world. No one from the Hunyuan can participate. Even the saints." After a pause, Hongjun's cold eyes glanced at the six saints in front of him. The six people suddenly trembled in their hearts and shouted assurances.
I won’t take action.
"So, Di Jun understands. If nothing happens, Di Jun will leave first." After saying that, he bowed his hands and saluted. He didn't care about Hongjun, and turned into a stream of light and took everyone from the demon clan away. Since the last battle,
Di Jun then understood that the so-called overlord of heaven and earth was just a chess piece of the saint. He could not become a Hunyuan, but would eventually become an ant. Now that the calamity was imminent, even if he was as powerful as Hongjun, he would not dare to go too far against himself, the protagonist of the calamity.
Not to mention that when the other protagonist of Liangjie has already transcended, Di Jun’s aura of Liangjie is even worse.
"Hmph, you are indeed a man with hair and horns, and you don't have any manners at all." Di Jun left directly, which stimulated his primitiveness again, and he directly shouted.
"I am also a monster clan, Yuan Yu, what do you mean by that!" Yuan Yu's map cannon instantly angered Nuwa, and she directly retorted.
"You! Is this your attitude when talking to senior brother?" Yuan Yuan, who felt that he had been humiliated by Nuwa, suddenly turned dark and scolded her back. The power of the saint's second level of energy on his body pressed against Nuwa, Lao Tzu, and Tongtian.
Her expression turned anxious, knowing that her old habit had recurred, but before the two of them could persuade her, Nuwa on the other side had already launched a red hydrangea towards her.
"Original! How dare you insult me!" The aura burst out from her body, and she was already at the third level of a saint! This really shocked the hearts of all the saints present, but they did not expect that Nuwa, who was originally quiet, would actually walk in front of everyone. p>
"Enough! Isn't it embarrassing enough?" Just when the saints wanted to see how strong Nuwa and Yuan Yuan were, Hongjun, who was originally indifferent, scolded. At the same time, those in Zixiao Palace had not had time to leave.
Everyone was sent directly back to the primitive world.
"Teacher, calm down, disciple, I am wrong!" The Six Saints quickly admitted their mistake. At this time, not only Yuan Yuan and Nuwa, but also the other Four Saints were frightened. When did the prehistoric calamity aura become so strong that even
The saint, through carelessness, was also blinded!
"After ten thousand years, the decisive battle between the lich and the lich will be about the operation of the ancient world. Even the saints cannot interfere, otherwise even the teacher will not be able to save you." Seeing that several people finally regained consciousness, Hongjun reminded again.
"Master, if such a prehistoric calamity-measuring aura can already affect our sanity, how about the prehistoric sentient beings even more so? Master, is there any way to prevent this prehistoric calamity-measuring aura?" Taiqing Laozi asked. p>
Everyone's eyes were brightened and they looked at Hongjun. However, what disappointed a few people was that Hongjun just shook his head indifferently and said: "Jie Qi is born from calamity. As a teacher, there is nothing you can do. You saints
, the soul rests on the way of heaven and understands the prehistoric times, so it is more susceptible to the influence of this calamity aura. In these ten thousand years, if we open a dojo in chaos and practice in seclusion, we can also prevent the calamity aura from interfering."
"Then we, disciple..." Yuan Yuan asked.
"Those who are facing calamity cannot go against the will of heaven. Those who have profound blessings can avoid disasters by retreating to the Yellow Court and chanting quietly." As he spoke, Hongjun's figure gradually disappeared.