Hongjun Daozu smiled, "Hahaha, fate takes action, how can the curse disappear so easily? Can it be solved? You guess it yourself!"

He felt extremely happy. As long as Daochen was defeated, he would feel very happy.

Dao Chen was slightly angry, none of these guys were credible.

They didn't take themselves seriously at all.

Everyone thought they could control themselves.

But he sighed softly.

"Oh, so that's it. Hongjun Daozu, you know it yourself. Now in the prehistoric world, only I am the strongest, and only I can fight against them. If you want to see everything you create, you will be destroyed by one, then you will continue to silence."

"If you still have a little bit of resistance and are a little unwilling to give me a response, I will help you get rid of it if I fight to the death."

"I can promise you that as long as you help me this time, I will definitely not hand it over to these guys."

When he heard what Daochen said, Hongjun Daozu's face changed drastically.

He suddenly covered his head and had a split headache.

The soul of Yuan Hongjun Daozu, who had been suppressed and obedient, began to resist frantically under the stimulation of Dao Chen.

The soul, which had gradually disappeared, began to become stronger again.

This was the last struggle of Hongjun Daozu's soul and his last resistance.

"You little man, Dao Chen, you are really in ignorance. If I had known this, I wouldn't have let you out. I should have killed you directly."

The demon emperor Daochen looked calm, these guys were arrogant and arrogant. Do they really think they were ants? There was no power to resist at all.

He had long known that Hongjun Daozu's soul would not be easily destroyed.

As long as he is stimulated by himself, he will definitely resist.

A trace of soul fire appeared in Daochen's hand, "Go."

Go towards Hongjun Daozu's soul.

If this soul fire is branded on it, the guy in front of him will control his life and death.

Of course, you must cooperate with yourself in doing this.

But this guy's biggest mistake was that he had not completely wiped out Hongjun Daozu's soul, and he could make the decision on his soul.

This is the disadvantage of occupying the magpie's nest. These things cannot be decided as intruders.

Sure enough, Hongjun Daozu not only did not resist, but was very generous.

Daochen laughed, "Ancestor Dao, don't worry, the prehistoric world will not fall into my hands, nor will it fall into the hands of heaven, nor will it fall into the hands of fate and this outsider."

Just as he was laughing wildly, two souls suddenly split up above Hongjun Daozu's soul, and like worms, fled around frantically.

Unfortunately, no matter what he did, Hongjun Daozu's soul was entangled with him tightly.

Only then did Daochen discover it.

It turns out that the soul in front of me actually comes from the same race.

Daochen looked at the insect in surprise, "It's actually the legendary Qun?"

"You and Hongjun Daozu are actually of the same clan, so why do you deliberately imprison him?"

The bug looked sad and angry.

"I was originally the king of crickets, the Great Heavenly Dao, but I chose this guy, but I didn't choose me? Why?"

"I'm not willing to give up, I just want to take revenge on him."

"However, I am very glad that the Taoist Heaven did not choose me, so I chose this waste. It turned out that I wanted this guy to be a sacrifice to transform into a pitiful and sad Hongjun."

Daochen was silent for a moment, "Since that's the case, isn't that a good thing? Why do you still have to control Hongjun? Why do you still have to go against the Tao of Heaven? Why do you still have to go against fate?"

The face of the King of Crickets became more and more ferocious, "Because I am unwilling to give up."

"Why?"

"One of them, they can't even transform, but they control everything in the prehistoric world."

After shouting this sentence, his face calmed down a little, "I have been hiding behind the scenes for so many years, and I have always felt that all the things in the prehistoric world are full of strange colors, as if they were arranged in advance."

"After several investigations, I finally found some clues. The way of heaven and destiny have always been restricting each other, and at the same time, they are also controlling everything in the prehistoric world."

"But the more I investigate, the more unwilling I feel."

"It turns out that the way of heaven and destiny have no body or soul at all, and they are simply illusory things."

"Even so, they can control the prehistoric world."

"It's not fair, I have to do that, too."

Daochen was stunned for a moment, and he fell into silence.

It was really some news that shocked him.

But it made him feel a little incredible.

Just when he was stunned.

The king of crickets in front of him suddenly broke free from Hongjun's shackles and fled to the distance.

At the same time, countless crickets suddenly appeared on the barren hillside of this exterior land, and they flocked toward Donghuang Taiyi and the others.

Daochen was dumbfounded, "Damn, I'm being humble."

He had long felt that what this guy said was full of flaws, but the news was a bit shocking, which made him feel incredible.

Think about it now, this old guy is probably trying to get out.

This guy's words seemed to be said for him, and were said according to his thoughts.

"Hahaha, silly boy, you're a little tender when you fight grandpa. Grandpa admits his defeat this time, and next time, I will definitely not let you go."

The king of cricket fled to the distance with a proud look on his face.

Looking at the sky surrounding it was covered by crickets, Dao Chen snorted coldly, "Hello Hongjun, please deal with them."

At this time, Hongjun Daozu regained consciousness.

He looked at Daochen with a complicated expression, "Is this all in your calculation?"

Daochen shook his head, "I have never planned anything, I just followed the trend."

"What exactly is that guy who escaped? Do you have an impression?"

Hongjun Daozu nodded, and at the same time he shook his head.

"He has my breath. If it was as expected, the great god Pangu once cut off a piece of body on me and regarded it as the original rule of the prehistoric world."

"And because of my special body structure, I only had half of my body, but I survived. Finally, after the death of the great god Pangu, I successfully relied on the prehistoric world to become a saint."

"Of course this is not how good my talent is. Everything is just a calculation of the way of heaven."

Daochen touched his chin, "In other words, this thing is likely to be transformed from the half of his body. If he did not transform into the original, or just part of it turned into the original, then everything would make sense."

"He, the way of heaven, and fate were once part of the prehistoric world, but over time, he has become a spirit."

This is Dao Chen's guess, although these guys look weird.

But in fact, it is nothing more than rules and laws that make them more refined.
Chapter completed!