Prehistoric asks the ancestors to call the shots for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 641 Hongjun's gift

"Hongjun?"

Looking at Hongjun who suddenly appeared in front of him, Mo Lin could clearly feel that the aura of Hongjun in front of him was obviously different from that of Hongjun before him!
As soon as he thought about it, he knew that the Hongjun in front of him was probably the real Hongjun's will.

And the previous Hongjun was nothing more than the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven!
Thinking of this, Mo Lin felt a slight chill in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Hongjun silently.

"Little friend, you can call me Daoist Hongjun!"

Looking at the silent Mo Lin, a rare gentle smile appeared on Hongjun's face.

And when he spoke, his voice seemed to be mixed with the voices of countless people, including male voices, female voices, roaring, joy, and screaming. It was the voice of hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric world, even apart from the creatures, There are also the sounds of mountains, rivers, vegetation, flowers and birds, insects and beasts, all converging into the sound of heaven, which is strange and terrifying!
At the same time, behind Hongjun, there even appeared countless pale arms transformed by the power of heaven, trying to pull Hongjun back into the heaven!

Obviously, in the confrontation with Tiandao, Hongjun has always been in a weak state!
This is also normal.

Compared with the saints, although Hongjun's strength is strong, but the saint is just the soul entrusting the way of heaven, but Hongjun directly fits into the way of heaven, facing the terrifying scour of the power of the way of heaven!
If it were any other saint who dared to do this, he would be washed into an idiot by the power of heaven, and completely become a puppet of heaven. Only Hongjun's strength could persist for such a long time!

Looking at Hongjun in front of him, Mo Lin looked calm and alert, waiting for his next words.

"Little friend, we are friends rather than enemies. In this world, only the two of us are the same kind of people!"

Looking at the silent Mo Lin, Hongjun didn't seem to care at all, and continued to speak.

"A friend or an enemy? The same kind of people?"

Hearing Hongjun's words, Mo Lin was a little puzzled.

Hongjun's words seemed to contain a lot of helplessness, bitterness and an unspeakable loneliness. It seemed a little strange that this kind of emotion appeared in Daozu, the number one powerhouse in the prehistoric world!
"A lot of things, you will know in the future! Today I have a destiny with my little friend, so I will give you some spiritual treasures!"

Hongjun looked at the doubts on Mo Lin's face, and the smile on his face remained the same. Immediately, he waved his big sleeves, and a small cauldron with infinite aura lingering on it appeared directly in front of Mo Lin.

This small cauldron is extremely simple, engraved with patterns of flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains and rivers, hanging down the endless aura of heaven and earth, and there is even a faint golden light of merit and virtue lingering on it.
In the entire prehistoric world, the only thing that can match the spirit treasure in front of me is the innate treasure Qiankun Ding!
The Qiankun Ding was transformed from the lotus pod of the 36th grade chaotic green lotus. , without any spirit treasures and elixir, being able to do this is definitely Hong Huang's unique ability!

It can be said that this Qiankun tripod is of extremely high quality among the congenital treasures. At the beginning when it was divided into treasures and rocks, Daozu Hongjun was not willing to give it to Sanqing, but kept it for himself. When it was broken, it was lent to the saints, who used this tripod to catch the leaked nine-day water, and got [-]% of the great merit of mending the sky. From this we can see, the power and miraculousness of this Qiankun tripod!

Right now, Daoist Hongjun is going to give this treasure to himself just after meeting him?

Mo Lin's expression remained unchanged. According to the investigation of his primordial spirit, there were no abnormalities or dark hands in this Qiankun cauldron at all. Moreover, the Qiankun cauldron was transformed from the chaotic green lotus that gave birth to the great god Pangu back then. Abnormal, since Molin is equivalent to Little Pangu's heel, he can definitely sense it.

"Little friend, you have to remember, the way of heaven. Great terror."

Looking at Mo Lin in front of him, Daozu Hongjun wanted to say something just now, but at this moment, the infinite and terrifying power of heaven suddenly descended, turning Daozu Hongjun's words into an ethereal voice. Mo Lin could hear clearly, the infinite power of the heavens turned into countless chains of the heavens, directly restraining Taoist Hongjun, and immediately, countless disfigured arms emerged from the void, directly dragging Taoist Hongjun to the depths of the wilderness forcibly. It's heaven!

Infinite divine light emerged in Mo Lin's eyes, and immediately he looked into the depths of the prehistoric world, where the prehistoric way of heaven was like an endless mass of white light, and in this white light, one could faintly see a purple cricket being killed Trapped in the white light ball and sleeping, the next moment, infinite white light emerged, but Mo Lin could no longer see any pictures!
"Is that purple cricket the true body of Hongjun Daozu? What is the relationship between him and Honghuang Tiandao? Interdependence? Mutual restraint? Or do they both want to control each other?"

There were many doubts in Mo Lin's heart, but he quickly put them aside.

In any case, it is always right to increase your strength as soon as possible. As long as your strength is strong, no matter how many secrets and horrors there are, you can directly suppress them with one punch!
Thinking in this way, Mo Lin put his eyes on the Qiankun Cauldron in front of him, and carefully inspected the Qiankun Cauldron again. After not finding any imprinted breath left, Mo Lin directly poured out infinite mana and began to sacrifice the Qiankun Cauldron. It is an innate treasure, and it is also related to the 36th-grade chaotic green lotus. The origin of it is the same as the innate five-square flag and the innate five-square lotus stand!
"If we gather the origins of the Qiankun Ding, Xiantian Wufang Liantai, Xiantian Wufang Banner and other 36th-rank Chaos Qinglian, can we create a new 36th-rank Chaos Qinglian?"

While refining the Qiankun Ding, Mo Lin suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

The origin of the Xiantian Wufang Banner has been condensed into the inner world in his body. With his current strength, it is not difficult to gather the Xiantian Wufang Liantai. If you can gather all of them and return them to their origins, even if you can't create a tier 36 chaotic green lotus or a tier 24 chaotic green lotus, there should be no big problem!

After all, Mo Lin's inner world is filled with infinite primordial purple aura. This kind of primordial purple aura has unimaginable benefits for the growth of spiritual roots. Maybe this bold idea can really be realized!

Floods don't count years.

After spending a full 500 years, the Qiankun Cauldron was finally completely sacrificed by Mo Lin!
After completely sacrificially refining the Qiankun Ding, Mo Lin finally fully grasped this innate treasure. At the same time, the top-level Chaos Demon God blood in his body seemed to have an inexplicable connection with the Qiankun Ding.

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Mo Lin could feel that within the Qiankun Cauldron, there seemed to be a place that was pulling the blood of the top-level Chaos Demon God in his body, which made him look slightly puzzled. Immediately, he separated a trace of primordial spirit and put it into the Qiankun Cauldron Inside, he explored the place where the traction came from, but just after Mo Lin threw his soul into the Qiankun cauldron, he only felt a huge traction force coming, and immediately, in front of his eyes, the side of the screen suddenly appeared In a place filled with endless gray.

"This is... Chaos?"

When Mo Lin was refining Pangu's blood essence, he had watched the picture of the opening mark remaining in the blood essence of Pangu, and he was naturally deeply impressed by the chaotic world in which he lived.

However, before Mo Lin was surprised, when he looked up and looked forward, he was immediately shocked.

There, a muscular figure with a giant ax on his back was facing him. His whole body exuded an eternal aura, which was eternal and invincible. Molin couldn't be too familiar with this figure. It is the great god Pan Gu who opened up chaos and transformed himself into the prehistoric world!
(End of this chapter)