Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 480 It’s almost time
A look of confusion appeared on Taoist Qingfeng's face, and he suddenly realized that he was at the node of the creation of the world.

According to legend, before the birth of the prehistoric world, the world was in chaos, giving birth to three thousand chaotic demons. Their bodies were extremely powerful and they were born with the status of Daluo.

Later, Tianzun came to the world and forcefully suppressed all the chaotic demons, thus achieving the feat of creating the world.

In other words, he became one of the suppressed Chaos Gods.

"I won't be so unlucky, will I?" Taoist Qingfeng panicked. Coincidentally, the big bell rang again, and invisible sound waves swept towards him.

At the critical moment, he didn't care about anything else. He transformed his own Tao fruit into a long sword and slashed forward.

The mysterious Shengxuan Miaojing Dingguan Talisman is attached to the sword, making the sword blade indestructible.

A large area of ​​chaos was torn apart by this sword, but when facing the sound of the bell, his sword was useless, and even his own Tao Fruit was cracked.

Just as the body of Chaos Demon that he had condensed with great difficulty was about to be shattered, a spear suddenly appeared in front of him and destroyed the invisible and intangible sound waves.

As a price, the strangely shaped spear was also completely destroyed.

"You are so bold. You appeared on the Kaitian battlefield right after you achieved the eighth level. Although Daluo can be achieved forever, aren't you afraid that your true spirit will be doomed for billions of years?"

A familiar voice sounded, it was the same voice that had just reminded him to be careful.

A hand grabbed his shoulder, and the next moment the space changed, and he appeared somewhere far away from the battlefield.

Taoist Qingfeng was shocked again, not only because this man could easily take away a Daluo like him with great attainments in the Dao of the Universe, but also because he was extremely familiar with the space-changing method that this man used.

"This is the power of the Shengxuan Miaojing Dingguan Lu," he turned back fiercely, "Who are you?!"

His eyes almost popped out of his head, because he had seen the Taoist's appearance many times, in the portrait of the ancestor that had been passed down from generation to generation.

What was going on? He clearly remembered that according to the clan history, their ancestor Xuanjun had disappeared when the primitive world was shattered. How could he appear in the chaos and become a chaos demon god?

"Looking at your expression, I guess you must have a lot of questions, right?"

Xuanjun put down the hand on his shoulder and looked at his disciple who was from the future and was of unknown generation.

"I didn't expect that the Taoist tradition I passed down could produce an eighth-level person." He nodded repeatedly and praised: "Qingfeng, right? You are very good."

Qingfeng felt uneasy when he was looked at, but his intuition told him that the Chaos Demon God in front of him was indeed his ancestor, so he boldly asked:
"Grandmaster, why are you here, and why did you become a Chaos Demon God?"

"Look at the way you ask this question. Who is not a Chaos Demon God?" Xuan Jun rolled his eyes at him. "It's better to say that the famous great Taoist Lords in later generations were all Chaos Demon Gods in their previous lives."

"But, don't all Chaos Demon Gods fall at the hands of the Heavenly Lord?" Qing Feng looked at the figure hanging the big bell in the distance, "Could it be that the legendary innate gods are all transformed from Chaos Demon Gods?"

Xuan Jun smiled and said, "You guessed right. If there were no Chaos Demon Gods like us, how could the newly opened up Great Desolation Continent have the so-called innate sacredness?"

"So is the so-called Heavenly Lord who suppressed the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods..."

"It's just a part of the script of the creation of the world. Our Chaos Demon God's body will indeed dissipate, but Daluo is eternal and indestructible. Our little spiritual light will be reborn in the prehistoric world."

Xuan Jun pointed his finger, and the Daluo Dao Fruit of earth, water, wind and fire entangled and rushed towards Qingfeng, instantly filling the crack.

Qingfeng originally thought that the injuries he had suffered would take a long time to recover, but he did not expect that they were healed by his master in just a short moment.

It seems that there is still a big gap between me and my master.

"Thank you, Grandmaster." He bowed his hands in gratitude. "It's just a small matter. You are my disciple. If I, as your elder, don't help you, who else will help you?" Xuanjun waved his hands, not caring at all.

He glanced at the situation at the Kaitian battlefield. Now there were only about a hundred Chaos Demons left struggling to hold on.

It is called a battlefield, but in fact it is a one-sided slaughterhouse. The test is how long the Chaos Demon can last under the bell of Tianzun.

There are rewards for holding out long enough, and no punishment for not holding out for long enough. It’s definitely a welfare bureau.

Xuanjun looked at Qingfeng again, thought for a moment, and reminded him: "If you want to have a good foothold, you'd better stay in Tianzun's hands for as long as possible."

Although he didn't understand the principle, Qingfeng nodded seriously, "I understand, Grandmaster."

"While the battle is not too intense, I will take you to adapt and meet some fellow Taoists."

Without waiting for his consent, Xuanjun waved his sleeves and brought his descendants to the Kaitian battlefield.

The sound of bells just happened to come towards him. Qingfeng, who had experienced the power of the bells himself, suddenly changed his expression and subconsciously wanted to swing out a sword to block them.

Xuanjun stretched out one hand and held down his raised arm, then raised his free hand and seven rays of light flew out from his body.

"Are these... the Seven Treasures of Xuanjun?" Under Qingfeng's shocked gaze, the seven rays of spiritual light transformed into seven innate spiritual treasures, corresponding to the seven meridians of Xuanjun respectively.

It was the first time he had seen them in person. In the time when he was born, these seven spiritual treasures had long since disappeared. There were rumors that they had been destroyed when the primitive world was shattered.

The seven innate spiritual treasures were connected by aura, forming an unbreakable barrier that blocked the incoming bell sounds.

"How do you have so many innate spiritual treasures?" A pale green mass covered with eyeballs came over, and it stretched out one tentacle to hold the book, and the other held a rolled up feather pen.

"Probably, because I'm kind?" Xuan Jun responded in a joking tone, "By the way, let me introduce you, this is my disciple who is who knows how many generations old."

Hemola rolled his eyes and looked at the young Taoist priest following Xuanjun, and looked at him for a while.

"Interesting, a native eighth-level being born in the primitive era," He blinked and waved his tentacles as a greeting.

Qingfeng smiled dryly and bowed, never expecting to meet another powerful man who had left a great reputation in the ancient times.

According to records in later books, this Daluo once worked as a civil servant in the Yunhai Divine Court, but he disappeared after the Divine Court was destroyed.

According to unofficial history, after the destruction of the Divine Court, he turned to the path of evil, and was reused by the then-chief of evil demons, and was called the "Demon Seeking Knowledge".

As for the true history, he had no idea.

During the conversation, more than a dozen Chaos Demons fell, and dozens of spiritual lights sank into the gradually taking shape of the embryo of heaven and earth, and disappeared.

Xuanjun's hand, which was maintaining the barrier, trembled, and the aftermath almost seeped in.

"It seems that our time is almost up." He looked at Qingfeng calmly, "Are you ready?"

"What preparation?"

"Preparation to die."

After that, the barrier formed by the seven spiritual treasures was shattered by the sound of the bell, and the aftermath rushed straight towards them.

(End of this chapter)