I, the God of Prehistoric Time, control infinite time and space

Chapter 172 Chapter 173
"Just relying on the chaos-level formation, it can't cause any harm to this saint!"

Patriarch Hongjun performed the method of a sage, and there was an explosion between the heavens, the earth, and the universe, and an illusory shadow appeared from the sky above Fuxi.

Saint avatar...

"This is……!"

Fuxi murmured, the top chaotic formation immediately surrounded behind him, lingering in all directions.

The array changes infinitely, enough to wipe out the entire Buzhou Mountain.

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During the collision between Fuxi's chaotic formation and Hongjun saint's phantom clone.

The prehistoric world has set off waves, surging upstream against the current.

The rays of the sun turn into mysteries, and endless gods and demons watch it.

The first generation of gods and demons, the second generation of gods and demons, watching everything intently, extremely terrifying.

It was thought that the sage could obliterate Fuxi's entire body with a single blow, and imprison his soul in the abyss.

I never thought that the battle between the two would have such a huge impact, it really is a big world, and there are no surprises.

Formation cultivator is really powerful.

Every collision is a moment when Fuxi tries his best, even if his body is broken, his eyes are dull, and his hair is disheveled.

"It's a big joke. If I don't make it right today, I will be sealed for a million years!"

Fuxi calmed down and began to look for opportunities to escape.

The seven top-level formations have almost been destroyed by Saint Hongjun, and the remaining chaotic void formations should not be much different.

"Below the saints, they are all ants!"

"Fuxi, I hope you will remember it!"

Saint Hongjun cast a rune imprint with both hands to cover the sky, and a pure white power of extreme mysterious light leaped out from it.

That power is appalling, and just manifesting it is enough to destroy the world.

Fuxi seems to be calm and composed, standing here with an appearance of being invulnerable to all poisons, but he doesn't know that his heart is riddled with scars and scars, but if he is cowardly and cowardly, he can't lose face, at worst he will break out of the ground in a million years , Another hero.

"Remember what a fart, you can go to bed with Sanqing in your arms from now on!"

"Civil old man!"

Fuxi insisted, and cast the final chaos formation, and the power of void annihilation emerged.

"Unbelievable!"

Hongjun's clone saw it and smiled contemptuously. This level of attack is really too weak.

"break!"

With a soft word, Fuxi vomited blood and fell to the ground, in a state of embarrassment.

"I lost, I fell!"

When Fuxi uttered the last sentence before he fell into a coma, he already knew his end.

too frightening.

Under the saints, they are really ants.

Fuxi also realized from this battle the gap between himself and the saints of heaven and earth.

Hongjun didn't even mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and he was easily crushed. It is conceivable how powerful the saint will be after mobilizing the power of heaven and earth.

It is easy to crush all beings.

"Damn it, it's gone, see you in a million years, bye bye!"

Fuxi was caught in the hands of the sage Hongjun, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the chaos.

This is the first innate demon in the history of the prehistoric who challenged the existence of a saint, and also the first demon who was abused to become a dog.

The leader of the three generations is indeed able to survive.

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"Damn it, you're arrested now?"

"The gap is really that big?"

Di Juntai, who lived on Sunstar, used his golden crow eyes to observe the scene of Fuxi's battle against the saint, thinking that he was about to go against the sky, but he never thought that he would lose in ten rounds.

He was also captured by Saint Hongjun.

"Brother, this matter of fellow Taoist Fuxi is very difficult!"

Tai Yi said, a little unbelievable, and he didn't agree with Fu Xi's approach.

Why do you have to provoke Saint Hongjun?

Regarding this, Di Jun also shook his head in doubt, wondering why.

"Forget it, it's better to catch it!"

"In this way, there is only Nuwa Taoist friend left in Wutonglin Fengqi Mountain. Second brother, go and trick Nuwa to come to Sun Star!"

Taichi: "..."

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Hongjun's avatar returns to his real self, and Fuxi has been imprisoned under a huge rock in Zixiao Palace.

As for what is under the cliff, no one knows.

Afterwards, Sage Hongjun sat on his futon and continued to comprehend the origin of the way of heaven.

It's not far away from my own way.

"Master, there are fruits in the peach orchard behind!"

"The flat peach inside is huge, why don't you try it!"

Haotian Yaochi stood on the left and right sides of Saint Hongjun, looking at his master's worried look, he couldn't bear it.

Could it be that there are still things in the world that make my master make trouble?
"Pantao is useless to the master, and it's useless to eat. Let's leave it for you two to eat on weekdays!"

"In addition, if you two have any other wishes, you can bring them up before the master joins the Tao!"

Hongjun bowed his head and said to his two children.

Haotian Yaochi was born in the prehistoric world and was robbed by the first fierce beast, and there were only two children left in Yujing Mountain.

Ever since, Hongjun loves them very much.

It is also inevitable to open a small stove.

"Hmm~!"

"After the master joins the Tao, is he still the master?"

Yao Chi asked, the half-meter-tall Tong'er body made him look very cute.

"The master is still the master, but it will be different!"

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"Why is it different!"

Yao Chi continued to question.

"The way of heaven is for Hongjun, Hongjun is not for the way of heaven!"

Yaochi: "I don't understand!"

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Regarding this, Hongjun didn't want to say anything more, the little guy didn't understand, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Turning his head and looking at Haotian, Hongjun continued to ask.

"What about you?"

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"Master, Haotian has no wish, I just hope that the master will not forget me and Yaochi in the future!"

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"What else?" Hongjun continued to ask, according to his understanding of Haotian, he could not have only this little talk.

Haotian stared at Hongjun, knowing that he couldn't hide his inner thoughts, so he simply said it directly.

"Master, Tonger, can I compete for the power of luck in the prehistoric world?"

This is the question Haotian wants to ask the most, he has to find a way out for himself.

Hongjun rejoined and said, "When the time comes, there will be no feelings or selfishness. May I ask myself and the two children of Yaochi, where are we going?"

"Can!"

"But, it's hard!"

"After all, if you can't become a saint, you will easily suffer in the future!"

"So, are you still willing?"

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"Master, Tong'er is willing!"

Haotian replied sincerely.

I will not be submissive for the rest of my life.

"Ok!"

Looking at Haotian's resolute eyes, Hongjun finally nodded and said with a smile: "The master will pave the way for you. Before that, you need to work hard to cultivate the Tao and become a quasi-sage."

"Thank you sir!"

Haotian knelt down and bowed, and Yaochi behind him also knelt down quickly when he saw this.

"It doesn't have to be like this. There is very little that the master can do for you. The most important thing is that you need to work hard!"

"It is very difficult to be in charge of the prehistoric world. For you, this road may or may not work!
Hongjun smiled wryly.

Then he drank a few sips of spiritual tea with Yaochi Haotian, specially preached for the two of them, and went to open a small stove.

(End of this chapter)