At this time, the Chaos Blood Demon also reappeared in the world, hoping to use the Lich to resurrect himself. When the gods and demons were greatly damaged, they took the opportunity to occupy this space and become the supreme primitive gods.
And in that pool of blood, the huge silkworm cocoon also began to burst. No one expected that an inconspicuous silkworm would live from the time of ancient chaos to the ancient wilderness, and now it has awakened in the ancient wilderness. It seems that
There is destiny in the world, and every time there is a catastrophe in the world, he can skillfully and safely avoid it, but it is puzzling.
When Silkworm regained consciousness, the first thing he did not observe his body or the surrounding environment was that he shot straight into the sky and shouted: "Shu, where are you?"
At the moment, his strength is no longer inferior to that of Hongjun. He is only under the Chaos Blood Demon, but he is vaguely aware of the rules of heaven, which makes him aware of the disappearance of the tree, which makes him feel extremely painful.
The Blood Demon glanced at his second disciple. If it hadn't been for his sad roar, he might have almost forgotten this disciple.
"Silkworm, please help Master quickly and kill Hongjun and Demon Lord. Then you can reunite with Shu."
"Tree, where is it?"
"How arrogant. You dare to talk to Master like this. You are so rude."
Ancestor Styx, whose body was covered with a sea of blood, looked coldly at the golden silkworm, which was less than three meters tall, but when he spoke, the golden silkworm had turned into a golden light, and his body was thrown hard against the opponent's body.
On the way, the Ancestor of the Styx River turned into blood and fell into the corner of the four tribes, turning into a sea of blood. His strength was greatly damaged and he was no longer able to fight with others.
The panic was revealed in the eyes of the fighting spirits on both sides. Among the gods standing behind Hongjun, a man's eyes flashed with light. He glanced at the faintly moving treasure tree in his hand. He felt a little frightened and secretly guessed: Could it be that he
The treasure tree in your hand is the tree the other party mentioned.
"Tree,"
Upon noticing this aura, the golden silkworm's eyes suddenly turned into blood light, and tears of blood flowed down from the two places. The body suddenly landed on the opposite side of the bamboo tree, opened its mouth and directly held it on the treasure tree. It turned into a stream of light and left.
"hiss"
Such strength greatly surprised the Chaos Blood Demon. He had never thought that his second disciple, whom he had never paid much attention to, could inflict such heavy injuries on Ming He. His strength was not inferior to that of Hongjun, and was even just a hair's breadth away from him.
Ancestor Hongjun also looked at the Golden Silkworm in horror, with a ray of light in his eyes, where he met the Mo Luo, and they all thought to themselves: Why does he have the body of chaos, the soul of yin and yang, and the power of the five elements? What on earth is this?
How?
Jin Chan hugged the treasure tree and left, looking for a corner of the broken continent. He spat out the power of chaos in his mouth, wrapping up a fragment of the continent. The yin and yang soul power leaked out of the body, forming a huge black and white air mass, and silkworms were on this continent.
, looking at the treasure tree quietly, letting the fragments drift slowly into the distance.
And just above the fragments of this continent, silkworms spit out the power of the Five Elements day and night, and the five-color light transformed by the power of the Five Elements pours into the body of the treasure tree. As time goes by, this three-meter-long
The treasure tree is covered with seven-colored light, and there seems to be a weak soul power derived from the treasure tree.
This was enough to surprise Silkworm, who even ignored the realm he had just broken through, depleted his original divine power, and lost the energy of his body to the treasure tree for him to grow.
The Chaos Blood Demon was finally defeated, but this time the defeat was not like before. He could still escape thousands of miles. On the Pangu Continent, the Chaos Blood Demon's body was damaged. Hongjun and Mo Luo joined forces to lead all parties.
The living beings were sealed in a broken Pangea continent.
At present, because the dragons and phoenixes resisted the gods and demons, this war, which later generations called the ancient gods and demons, came to an end. However, the once Pangu Continent has been divided into four directions, one side is occupied by Hongjun Daozu and his lineage, and the other side is occupied by Hongjun Daozu and his lineage.
It was owned by Mara and his lineage.
The two clans of living beings, witches and demons, who dominate the world, live on the vast and largest continent. The last piece of land was owned by the Golden Silkworm and used as a place for the Resurrection Treasure Tree.
The Wu Clan was born like the Pangu Giants and inherited the Taoist heritage of the Dragon Clan. They only practiced Taoism and did not practice magic. Because they were similar to the Chaos Giant Clan, they naturally became favored by Hongjun and worshiped Hongjun and other gods as their patron saints.
The demon clan is born to be similar to the gods and demons of the ancient times. They inherit the magic inheritance of the dragon clan. Their different shapes are similar to the chaos gods and demons of Youying and Zhuzhao. Naturally, they are not valued by Hongjun, because the demons sit in the heaven and rule.
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Because the amount was extremely large, it was mainly divided into three lines. One line worshiped Mo Luo as its patron saint, the other line followed Youying's eldest disciple Nuwa and established its own sect, and the third line worshiped Donghuang Taiyi and other demons as emperors.
Hongjun is the patron saint.
Just like the birth of the original Pangu Continent, on every land, the reproduction of creatures has become more and more prosperous with the passage of time, but for some new creatures, they live in misery every day. Everything is just like the original
Trajectory, step by step towards the future.
Canglong, Cangfeng, Canggui, Canghu, Canglin, the ancestors of the five major divine clans passed away, causing the divine beasts to be divided into pieces. Some became mounts of gods, some became substitutes for demons, and some fled in all directions without a trace.
As for the weakest clan of divine beasts, they interbred with the newly born creatures on the earth and multiplied, creating countless ferocious beasts that ran across the Pangu Continent.
Nowadays, Pangu Continent is no longer called Pangu Continent, but is called the Gods and Demons Continent. The Gods and Demons Continent was born. Those who survived less than twenty people were officially divided into two factions: gods and demons, and they all devoted themselves to Hongjun.
Or under the command of the Demon Lord, Hongjun and the Demon Lord also got their wish and became the leaders of the two parties.
However, the two of them did not feel much joy, and even had some faint fear in their hearts. It seemed that they were in charge of the world, but only they knew that Pangu had not completely died and was still secretly controlling everything. They were just pawns.
A chess piece that can be discarded at any time.
"Do you want to save him?"
A voice that was full of warmth, tinged with coldness, very strange, and yet very familiar, echoed in Silkworm's mind.
The Golden Silkworm, which had not moved at all for tens of thousands of years, shook off the dust on its body and looked around suspiciously. However, seeing no one around and it was still empty, the Silkworm shook its head slightly and just thought it was
It was just an illusion, so he continued to lie on the ground, staring at the treasure tree emitting colorful light, with rich tenderness in his eyes.
"Hey, she is also a seed of infatuation, Silkworm, do you know she is dead?"
"No, she never died. She will not die. She said she would protect me. She said she would never leave me."
Big tears flowed slowly from Jin Canxuan's eyes. He was powerless now, his breath of life was unstable, and he was afraid that he was on his deathbed and would soon turn into ashes.
For tens of thousands of years, he and all the creatures on this continent have used his Taoist magic to support this precious tree with his life force, but the soul of this precious tree has still not been opened, and it seems that it will never be possible.
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"Don't deceive yourself, Silkworm, you know that she has left, and the trace of her soul left is just her reluctance to leave you."
Silkworm raised his head slightly and glanced at the depths of the bright starry sky. It seemed that an extremely charming woman was walking towards him step by step from the deep starry sky. That was Taiyuan, the Taiyuan who once resurrected him.