surnamed Wang

As Wang Biquan's soul entered his body, his cultivation level rapidly increased, including Qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixir... When he arrived at the Holy Fairyland, which was beyond the reach of ordinary monks, he still had no intention of stopping.

In the astonished eyes of the Fan brothers, his whole body exuded an aura far beyond that of a saint, and the spiritual key in his soul melted little by little, giving him a tyrannical power that did not belong to this world.

Wang Pingquan crossed his legs and closed his eyes, feeling the changes in his body bit by bit. He felt that he had transformed into a tree, floating alone in the empty world, and had existed for unknown years.

"Ah~"

The endless loneliness made the giant tree sigh, and then the surroundings vibrated, and the branches grew wildly. In an instant, the branches were lush, blooming and bearing fruits. The fruits were of different colors and sizes. The only thing in common was that they all contained rich chaos. Qi.

After a long time, the first fruit was ripe and fell. An old man bent down to pick it up and stared inside quietly.

The fruit was all gray and turbid, but the old man seemed to have seen something interesting. With a smile on his face, he tapped lightly, and the clear and turbid air separated. The clear air rose to become the sky, and the turbid air descended to the earth. Birds roamed in the sky, and beasts were born on the earth—— What was once a fruit has now become a world.

On a whim, the old man made a few clay figures in his own image. The clay figures walked away as soon as they hit the ground, and soon gave birth to facial features and flesh. They could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, easily making other creatures crawl under their feet. After that, like all civilizations, they started wars with each other. .

It was obviously the first time for the old man to do such a thing, and he was a little at a loss. He could only watch them destroy an entire world.

When the remaining villains guarded the ruins and looked at him, the old man was not angry. Instead, he broke off branches and distributed them to them, pointing to the fruit on the giant tree behind him.

Now, each of them has their own world, and there is no need to fight for it.

The little people got together in pairs to look for their favorite fruit. Only one person looked at the broken fruit with a look of distress on his face.

"Look ahead."

The old man spoke for the first time, and his voice was kind. The little man nodded ignorantly, raised the branch in his hand, thought for a moment, and then thrust it into his backyard.

……

Wang Biquan felt his anus tighten, and he opened his eyes instantly, sweating profusely.

Fan Erji had been standing by him dutifully. Seeing him like this, he asked with concern:

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

"It looks like he is probably obsessed." Fan Yanda said with a smile from the side.
Wang Pingquan looked at the two of them quietly and said:

"I have a technique that can help you become one, both physically and mentally. Are you willing?"

The two of them looked at each other and started thinking with their not-so-smart minds.

They used to be handsome and smart, but because they practiced evil skills, they split into two and turned into two monsters. It would be a good thing if they could change back, but...

The two brothers looked at each other again, and Fan Erji shook his head and said:
"No, even though he is ugly and always makes me angry, he is my brother after all."

"Idiot, we look the same, and I'm your brother."

"It just looks similar. I have more hairs on my head than you."

As Fan Erji spoke, he flashed his bald head at the other party. Unexpectedly, Fan Yanda took advantage of his unpreparedness and directly plucked off his scarce hair and said proudly:

"Okay, it's the same now."

"Fan Yanda, your uncle!"

"Isn't my uncle your uncle?" The two of them couldn't say a few words before they started fighting again. Upon seeing this, Wang Biangquan shook his head and smiled, and disappeared in a flash.

……

In the Yang Cang Realm, outside the Spiritual Gate, two servants of the Holy Spirit, together with the ancient gods, resisted Li Fang Taibai, who had cultivated the Holy Spirit. The situation was not optimistic.

The magical power of the Holy Spirit is far beyond the understanding of ordinary monks. Each move contains supreme power. If the ancient god had not taken advantage of the geographical advantage, he would have been defeated long ago.

Every time Lifang Taibai took a step forward, several people took a step back. The energy of chaos and the power of the realm between the two kept colliding with each other. The ancient gods had reached the end of their rope, and it was only a matter of time before the spirit gate was broken.

"You have immortality and strength, so why bother to resist? The Holy Spirit has abandoned you, and this world needs a new master."

Li Fang Taibai's voice was calm. Mao Shi, who had been serving Qing Zheng all year round, saw that she, like her master, was practicing the ruthless way. Although she knew there was little hope, she still persuaded:
"Li Fang Taibai, with your ability, you can obviously create a world of your own, why do you have to kill Master Qingzheng?"

"Zhao Shi, more than ten thousand years have passed, and I didn't expect you to still be a loyal dog. Since you want to know, I will tell you."

The woman clenched her right hand, and the power of the space solidified. Then she released her fist, and the solidified space retreated, taking away the chaotic energy exerted by the people on the opposite side.

The control of the yin and yang of chaos by the Holy Spirit is nothing new. Everyone worked hard to maintain the remaining areas and prepare for the opponent's next offensive. However, Lifang Taibai did not take the opportunity to attack, but stopped and opened his hands.

A large area of ​​darkness emerged from behind her, covering all directions in an instant. This darkness was not harmful, it just obscured the light released by the stars.

Seeing this scene, several people felt a sense of déjà vu. Li Changsheng was the first to react, his face changed slightly and he said:
"Are you Youran?"

The darkness dissipated like smoke, but the woman's voice was still cold:

"I have been waiting for thousands of years to take revenge today. Li Changsheng, you know best what happened back then. Do you really want to side with Qingzheng?"

The old man looked troubled when he heard this. He pondered for a moment and said:
"Sir Qingzheng did go too far back then, but now that you have cultivated the ruthless way, you should understand her decision at that time."

"I do understand, so she should also understand my decision."

After the woman finished speaking, she suddenly took action, and the majestic chaotic aura fell overwhelmingly. Even though the ancient gods operated their realms to the extreme, they were still squeezed back bit by bit.

……

Since the founding of the ancient divine world, the palace has been governed by the "boat" of the Holy Spirit, which was the previous life of King Gongquan.

Over the course of tens of thousands of years, there would always be times when he felt bored. He would occasionally sneak away to the lower world to play for a period of time, which could be as short as a few days or as long as a few months. During this period, Qingzheng was responsible for all the affairs of the shrine.

Qing Zheng's administration has always been strict and moody, and it is true that Zhou Pan is not as relaxing as Zhou Pan. The ancient god, no matter how domineering he usually is, behaves himself during this period of time and does not dare to cause trouble. You Ran, who has always been well-behaved, just happens to be with Qing. When Zheng was in power, he made a big mistake.

At that time, an evil god appeared in Yunzhou, a miasma in the ancient world of gods. His name was Yuzhi, and he proclaimed himself an ancient god. He gathered hundreds of thousands of warlocks to sacrifice their lives to challenge the Holy Spirit.

Qingzheng was furious and ordered Yiyang, the god of light, to punish him. He was exposed to the bright sun for three full months, until the earth cracked and no vegetation grew, completely destroying Yu Zhi's energy.

Youran happened to pass by and saw the wailing creatures below. He thought that Yiyang was acting arbitrarily again, so he cast a spell to take away the darkness.

It was these days of darkness that allowed the evil god to take a breather, and then he gathered an army with the intention of killing the god. After that, the god of war You Kangdong conquered Miasma Yunzhou.

Youran, who caused great trouble, was severely punished and had his godhead cut off and thrown into reincarnation, which led to today's disaster.

... (end of this chapter)