Primordial Times: I Am the Reincarnation Dao Sovereign

Hongjun attained enlightenment and became the first saint since the beginning of time. He had an extremely far-reaching impact on the entire prehistoric world.

After all the strange phenomena in the world disappeared, billions of primitive creatures slowly came back to their senses.

Everyone felt it clearly.

The aura of heaven and earth becomes more intense, and the truth of the great truth becomes clearer.

However, some of the top Daluo experts were keenly aware that the laws of the Great Dao they had inherited were faintly suppressed at this moment.

East China Sea.

Tianyuan Spring Eye.

There is not a trace of light, no spiritual energy, just endless sea evil energy.

A purple-gold dragon with a body stretching for billions of kilometers sits at the bottom of the abyss, just like an endless stretch of towering mountains.

The terrifying karma of calamity shrouded it, and there was no trace of life in it.

"Uh-huh!"

this moment.

After sensing the great changes in the prehistoric world, his head, which looked like a vast mountain, suddenly opened his eyes, illuminating the entire bottom of the abyss like daylight.

The terrifying power of the Great Avenue of Time spreads out, leading to the long river of time and reflecting the future.

"I really didn't expect that the one who had the last laugh was Xiandao Hongjun. It turns out that we started the calamity because we were making wedding clothes for him!"

Zhulong's eyes flickered, revealing a touch of mockery.

There is reluctance, resentment, and regret.

finally.

His eyes returned to their original state, becoming deep and long.

"When Hongjun becomes a sage of the Way of Heaven, the world will undergo great changes. The Great Way will retreat, the Way of Heaven will dominate the world, and all living beings will no longer have the chance to attain enlightenment."

"If our dragon clan wants to rise again, we can only follow the way of heaven."

Zhulong knows it very well.

When the prehistoric period was temporarily governed by the great road, the great road became public, and all souls had the hope of enlightenment.

But now the prehistoric era is about to be dominated by the way of heaven. If the way of heaven is lacking, there must be selfishness.

If you want to realize the true path and transcend eternity, you have no chance at all!

…………

Buzhou Mountain.

As the incarnation of the great god Pangu, Sanqing possesses the legacy of Pangu. It is the authentic sect of Pangu and has unparalleled luck. In the form of Laozi in the Taiqing Dynasty, he has the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, the accompanying treasure.

This treasure is the result of Pangu's first layer of merit when he opened the sky. Not only can it suppress luck, but it is also the strongest in defense!

Yuanshi and Tongtian were extremely envious of their elder brother's good fortune, so after transforming, Sanqing traveled eastward to find his own opportunity.

After arriving at Buzhou Mountain.

Witnessing the vision of Hongjun attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint, I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart.

"Is this a saint?"

Sanqing looked at the purple shadow on the nine golden bridges in the sky. Even though they were Pangu Zhengsong, they were still as small as ants in front of this purple shadow.

"Brother, the saint preached, I must go!"

Yuanshi had a strong intuition in his heart that Saint Hongjun's sermon must contain extraordinary opportunities, and he might become a supreme being like him in the future.

"good!"

"My three brothers are going together!"

Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian also had this intuition. They immediately decided to wait for the Yiyuan Meeting and go to Chaos Zixiao Palace to listen to Saint Hongjun's sermon!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Right now.

Buzhou Mountain, the pillar of the prehistoric world, shook slightly, and a hall that looked like a head appeared. It was the Pangu Hall that was transformed from Pangu's head.

Twelve figures with surging energy and blood soared straight into the sky, shaking away the strange phenomena of the surrounding heaven and earth. They were none other than the twelve ancestral witches!

"witch!"

"witch!"

"witch!"

The corpses of Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Lingshou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Houtu, Qiangliang, Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, Yanzi, and Shebi all rose into the sky, announcing that they were born in the wild.

"Father God is above us. As the authentic sect of Father God, we inherit the destiny of Father God and should manage the wilderness for Father God. Therefore, we establish the witch clan in the name of Father God!"

"From now on, our witch clan will not respect heaven or earth, but only respect our father, God Pangu!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As the twelve ancestral witches established the witch clan with their own blessings and luck, the sky began to shake violently, and the boundless auspicious clouds condensed and turned into a golden sea of ​​merit clouds.

"Wow!"

The merits were like pillars, landing on the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Pangu Hall respectively. Accompanied by the sound of the great avenue, the sky in all directions was filled with flowers and golden lotuses.

When Sanqing saw this scene, he was envious and at the same time furious.

For them.

As the Pangu Yuanshen, I am the most upright Pangu Zongzong. You, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are only transformed by Pangu’s essence and blood. What qualifications do you have to snatch the name of Pangu Zhengzong from you?

To know.

As the God of Creation of the Ancient World, the great god Pangu left behind a legacy of destiny that is fixed. If one more person shares the fortune, he will lose one point.

How could the arrogant Sanqing tolerate others snatching his own luck?

There was no hesitation.

The three brothers flew directly towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Samcheong?"

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches saw Sanqing appearing across the dimension of time and space, they felt a little close in their hearts, but they were extremely wary because they were coming with bad intentions.

"What qualifications do you, the Wu Clan, have to share the title of Pangu Zongzong with our Sanqing clan?"

"Today my brother is willing to teach all sentient beings in the prehistoric world that there is only one Pangu sect in the prehistoric world, and that is my Sanqing!"

Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian were furious and sacrificed the magic weapons in their hands.

In the prehistoric world, the battle between Taoism and destiny is often endless. Even if the Sanqing also feels close to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they will never be allowed to take away the destiny that belongs to their Pangu sect!

"court death!"

"I, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, were conceived by Father God's essence and blood, and adhere to Father God's will. How dare you Sanqing say that we are not qualified to be Father God's true disciples?"

"kill!"

At first.

Dijiang and the others still felt very close to each other after seeing Sanqing, but who would have thought that they would refute the name of their father-god's authentic name? Wouldn't this destroy the foundation of the Wu clan?

therefore.

Without any hesitation, the twelve ancestral witches restored their true form one by one, and like the 'Little Pangu' standing tall on the ground, they started to kill Sanqing one after another.

"not good!"

soon.

Sanqing realized how difficult the Twelve Ancestral Witches were.

Originally, they thought that these twelve ancestral witches seemed to have no soul cultivation at all, and their strength was at most equivalent to Taiyi Golden Immortal.

But who would have thought that their powerful bodies are actually their physical bodies!

Every ancestral witch has inherited a great law, and his physical body is comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. The three pure beings were instantly surrounded and suppressed.

"Buzz!"

Taiqing Laozi activated the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, which was associated with the Supreme Treasure Heaven and Earth, and erupted into billions of brilliant rays of light.

Each layer of the tower is tens of thousands of feet high, with billions of Hongmeng Xuanhuang Qi hanging down, blessing the boundless law of the avenue, and strictly protecting the Three Pure Ones.

"Walk!"

After realizing that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not easy to deal with, Taiqing Laozi did not hesitate at all. He used the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth for defense, then cut through the space and escaped through the time and space dimensions.

"snort!"

"For the sake of Father God, let me spare you this time. If you dare to fall under the power of Father God in the future, we, the Witch Clan, will never let you go!"

Di Jiang did not use the law of space speed to pursue him, because he also knew that the strength of his twelve ancestral witches alone was not as good as that of the Sanqing.

In addition, Taiqing and I have an unparalleled defense of the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda. Unless we fight to the death, how can we truly determine the outcome?