Creation: From The Low-End Prehistoric To The Daluo Myth

Daluo is in the sky.

Suddenly fell into a long silence.

Everything is quiet at this moment.

Under the breath of the three Da Luo.

Thirty Sixth Stage From top to bottom, fell into a strange silence.

Universe Star is also silent at this moment.

A mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of charm.

Started to spread slowly.

The long river of time appeared in front of the three Sacred emperors.

Di Jun's face also became a little serious.

In the countless years, above the immeasurable time and space, the big sun that shines together emits a charm that is several times brighter than before.

All the future foundations of immeasurable time and space emerged in Di Jun's eyes.

After that, no matter the past, future or present, there are no figures of those treacherous creatures.

"External God?" He frowned slightly, with a bit of caution in his words.

Whether it is the future world in the long river of time, or the many worlds conceived in the years.

The starting point of those worlds is the prehistoric, and the root of their birth is all the feedback reflected in the prehistoric.

And those Cthulhus are completely separated from the roots of the prehistoric world, and escaped from the immeasurable world.

Creatures that have never been conceived in the wild possibility.

Then there is only one possibility.

That is.

They were born in a world no less than prehistoric.

"Sure enough, in the starless years and infinite possibilities, Hong Huang is not the only one." Di Jun said.

Fuxi gently waved his hands and said, "No, Honghuang just hasn't become the only one for everything now.

"Fuxi fellow daoist, what do you mean?"

"Struggle!!" Fuxi's voice suddenly became extremely cold.

"I have glimpsed countless years, and saw the white clothes walking at the end of the years. Those are real years, and they are beyond our comprehension.

To him, we may be what those spiritual worlds are to us.

Therefore, I have always believed that there must still be many worlds as powerful as the prehistoric ones.

In front of Fuxi's eyes, the white clothes that walked through the years, eternally lonely and immortal seemed to appear again.

He looked at the countless worlds and chuckled. ,

It seems to be expecting that in these worlds, an existence that can sit on the chess game with him can be born.

"If my guess is correct, those Outer Gods invaded the Primordial Desolation for the purpose of transcending!"

Hearing this, Di Jun felt as if two great suns were rising in his golden eyes.

"We, Da Luo, transcend the years, but it is only the first step of Da Luo."

"Then, Fuxi fellow daoist, the detachment you speak of is..."

"Da Luo Honghuang, the world is transcendent!!" Fuxi said this.

In the realm of Daluo.

In the depths of the long river of time.

A huge figure suddenly opened its eyes.

See ten directions.

And peek at Heaven Court.

Even if it is Fuxi and other strong Daoguo.

Couldn't even notice his gaze.

"Are you able to sense the truth just by relying on an invasion of foreign gods?"

"Remarkable intelligence."

Pangu has a thick voice, as if it carries everything.

Behind him, the years have changed, and countless worlds have been annihilated and resurrected, over and over again.

"Countless worlds contend in parallel."

"Either transcend everything and surpass the heavens, or Spiritual Qi is defeated and completely disqualified.

"All the future is in our hands!"

Pangu seemed to have seen the big Luo ship that Su hired that day.

The world that reflects everything in the heavens and transcends countless dimensions.

Is the master of everything.

"Struggle! It is to fight! The world that wants to be the master of everything is by no means the only one in the world!"

"The prehistoric world must be transcended first!!"

After all, he stood up suddenly.

"It's time to go to the prehistoric land." Pangu, who has been sitting alone for countless epochs, does not know the constant flow of time.

Walk slowly towards the mighty flood.

The body that stands on the ground, follows the steps towards the prehistoric.

And gradually become smaller.

Eventually, it becomes the size of an ordinary human race.

Many Daluo Zhenwo strongmen in the prehistoric world only felt a sense of crisis.

Those treacherous and weak creatures.

It actually made them a little bit jealous.

Even if they deduce everything, they still cannot know the truth.

And a series of Dao Fruit Realms such as Hongjun and Nanjiang are supreme.

But there was an unspeakable sense of crisis in my heart.

The conversation between Fuxi and Dijun was not covered up in any way, and it was engraved in the years.

It's like saying it deliberately for these big Luos to hear.

"Hmph! Outer God! If they want to compete in the world created by the ancestors, then the Wu Clan will tell them what terror is!" The ancestor Wu of the Wu Clan land snorted coldly.

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"Interesting, what is detachment, if I am the root of heaven and earth, and I am the only Da Luo, is this world detached?" You Wushang Daozu muttered to himself.

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"Boring!" Some great gods and demons dismissed it.

But at this moment.

An inexplicable sense of crisis arose in the entire prehistoric world.

Countless creatures obviously don't know what happened.

But they are like going out instinctively, practicing crazily.

Pay far more effort than ever before.

In nothingness.

After waking up, Su Zhou watched Honghuang's changes.

Can't help but chuckle.

"So, that's how you understand it."

"However, this is also good, the heavens and the world are fighting for the front, fighting for the way of detachment.

"Only with a strong sense of crisis, Honghuang may become more obedient.

Looking at the atmosphere of the whole prehistoric world, it changed.

Su Zhou could feel it too.

own strength is also constantly getting stronger.

He could have annihilated the man in black the moment he appeared.

But he didn't do this, but let the other party link to own the Kingdom of God.

It is for the big Luos who let these eyes only be limited to each other.

look away.

What kind of crisis can be better than telling them that the world like the prehistoric world is endless.

And the detached world respects only one.

It is even more able to make these supreme big Luos more serious.

Therefore, Su Zhou not only let him link the Kingdom of Cthulhu.

He even did it himself.

Take the Three Thousand Avenues as a guide.

Copying countless powerful and different breaths, at the corner of the years, there are still big Luos who can perceive it.

Emerge from the men in black.

Everything up to now is laid out.

It's all in Su Zhou's plan.

Maybe the man in black didn't know it until he died.

For Su Zhou.

He is just a paintbrush, and its only function is to draw on the grand and unique painting scroll of Da Luo Honghuang.

Leave a little imprint.

That's all.

"Only the crisis is not enough, it seems that a little wave is needed."

Su Zhou said so.

subsequently.

The palm is raised slightly, and a series of avenues such as time, Karma, fate, and Good Fortune emerge out of thin air.

A Karma line moves quietly under the influence of many avenues.

at the same time.

Kunlun feet.

Human Temple.

Pangu, who turned into an old man, looked at a human race with a smile on his lips.

"Old man, are you a human race living outside?"

A cool boy's voice sounded, and Yi looked at Pangu with a gentle and zero tone. .