A very long dream, as if it had been through several epochs.

Zhaoming no longer remembers how long it took for him to sleep. Looking back on the last time he slept, it seemed that he was still in Chigang.

An intriguing thing, sleeping is something that creatures instinctively have to do, but as their cultivation level is higher, fewer people will do such things.

It’s not that the cultivation level is enough to avoid sleep, but the higher the cultivation level, the more troubles you have, the more you have to worry about, so you don’t have the intention to sleep at all.

If you think about it carefully, this is a very strange thing. When you have low cultivation, you think that as long as you have high cultivation, many things will not need to be striking and will be natural. But after you have high cultivation, you will find that there are more and more troubles in your original troubles.

If a sparrow does not know the ambition of a swan, it is impossible to understand that there will be more problems when it reaches such a state.

This long dream made Zhaoming see something very strange.

He saw a man named Chen Pan who created the world and transformed into all things, and used his soul and a thirty-sixth-grade green lotus to transform into the way of heaven and protect the newly opened world.

This man who opened up the world deprived him of his own emotions and placed him on an island, leaving many things in the world: two Pangu statues, Lingxiao Palace, Shura City, Five Mountains Peaks... and even twelve statues of ancestor witches.

After doing a lot of things, a few people were resurrected. Those people seemed familiar, but they just couldn't see them clearly.

In the end, the man named Chen Pan did something extremely strange, and he used his supreme magical power to divide himself into three parts.

The method of killing the three corpses of the Great Dao... Zhaoming didn't understand why he knew this magical power, but just took a look and realized it in his heart.

Kill the past and became a man named Sanchi Sword. Kill the future is the so-called Pangu. The deity left behind is the man named Chen Pan.

The two people who were cut out were extremely weak, and only the deity retained all the remaining power.

Chen Pan wrapped Pangu with his magical powers and flew towards the Sun Star.

In that moment, the sky suddenly collapsed and the earth broke through. A terrifying energy broke through the universe and came towards the world. It was the power of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, an existence beyond the Way of Heaven.

The terrifying attack blinked in an instant, making people unable to react and directly hit the past body called Sanqi Sword. Chen Pan had only had time to free up his hand and resist it for a little while, and the Sanqi Sword collapsed and turned into countless fragments, turning to all directions.

Goodbye, that power danced like a poisonous dragon. Chen Pan, who had consumed most of his energy, flew towards the world outside the Heavenly Dao.

At that moment, Zhaoming felt that he had inexplicably merged with Pangu, the future body, and kept floating towards the Sun Star, while watching the man named Chen Pan being swept away by the power of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

It was clearly a man who deprived him of emotions, and his eyes were ruthless and desireless, but Zhaoming had an indescribable telepathy, and he saw a very complex emotion from those eyes. If you have to describe it, maybe it could only be: expectation.

It seemed as if he had placed all his hopes on himself. The man named Chen Pan was captured by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth without regrets, and seemed to have expected that there would be that moment.

And I flew to the Sun Star with all kinds of doubts and confusion, and was thrown into a golden crow egg.

When Dao Zu appeared again, he took away the Sun Fire Spirit Fruit. He saw the man in the black cloak coming, and pulled out his dying soul and included it in the body of a fire-swalking demon.

Demon Garden, Wudao, Chigang, Tianji Ridge... They traveled to the prehistoric continent and climbed to the top of Mount Buzhou until they reached the end in the Eastern Palace.

This is the first time Zhao Ming used the bystander to watch his life. He once thought that many things were right. At this moment, he realized that the violent and direct way not only made him uncomfortable, but also made the situation of the demon clan step by step to a dead end.

Maybe I have the strength to be the emperor of the demon clan, but what matches it is the heart of an out-of-control person.

Everything is not felt by the demeanor and aura that a true strong man possesses. The person Zhaoming saw is just a ridiculous and arrogant person who gained powerful power out of thin air and was arrogant.

I thought that killing could solve everything, and that avenging revenge was something a real man should do, but in the end it hurts everyone.

Everything is regrettable, and everything in front of you finally turns into chaos, blurring the whole world until you feel the arrival of danger.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a figure slowly walked out of the ruins of the Eastern Imperial Palace in the midst of the sky.

At this moment, the entire Buzhou Mountain all held their breath and turned their eyes to that place, as if waiting for a final result.

Until the breath of the figure was fully released, all the witch tribes' faces changed drastically, while Di Jun, whose souls were all injured, closed his eyes with a smile, and his aura disappeared instantly.

He felt his brother's return, and the war finally had a turnaround, because his brother never disappointed him.

The terrible energy entangled in the body was like thousands of snakes biting it, biting its broken body into pieces, turning into powder in the flames, thunder and lightning, and slowly disappearing.

Since the Nine-headed Emperor a million years ago, the second demon emperor fell. Looking at his body, he has never been bloodthirsty and killing, nor has he been arrogant and arrogant. His plan is not as good as Juye Baize, and his martial arts are not as good as Donghuang Taiyi, but he has done something that no one else can do: unite all the demons together.

Since taking over Tianji Ridge, every day he has worked diligently and worked hard, and with his sincerity, all demon clans are willing to use it for him, even the crazy Donghuang Taiyi and the fiercest Shura King.

Looking at the world, the Emperor of Heaven may not be as frightening as the Emperor of the East, and his reputation is not as well-known as the Emperor of the East, but no one knows that if he wants to destroy the Heavenly Court, he is the real key.

This is the real king, the real emperor, gathering the hearts of the people of the world and turning into a wave of the times, that is the most powerful force of a race.

The emperor's soul dissipated, and the three-foot bronze sword fell, carrying a mysterious light, breaking through the clouds and smoke, and actually penetrated the heavens and fell towards the prehistoric continent.

The figures in the ruins of the Eastern Imperial Palace finally came out of the clouds and dust.

Among his white hair, two bundles of red hair fell along his temples. What he suffered that day hurt his body and spirit, and he was white all the time.

Although his appearance and temperament have changed, everyone still recognizes that it is Donghuang Taiyi at a glance.

He was dragging a man in his hand, which was the Emperor Jiang who had rushed into the ruins of the Eastern Imperial Palace before. At this moment, he could hardly feel his breath, and his life and death were unknown.

Moving forward step by step, everything that was like a dream made Zhaoming feel a little dizzy and confused.

A ridiculous thing, it turns out that I am the Pangu who has been resented by me for most of my life, and the future body cut out by the man named Chen Pan.

Perhaps the true meaning of "Pangu" should be the man named Chen Pan, but all this does not have much meaning, and the relationship between him and him cannot be changed.

What's even more incredible is that when everyone thinks that "Pangu" is already an invincible existence and may one day come back to rule the world, they don't know that the so-called invincible strong man has been captured by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Zhaoming, who had seen Chen Pan's life through those strange dreams, would never think that the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth wanted to chat with him or something.

Prisoner, this is the true identity of the invincible man at this moment.

That is the real sky, secretly in charge of everything, and even "Pangu" cannot be spared. Who else can resist?

Various thoughts in his heart made Zhaoming feel dazed until the sunlight hit him, which made him suddenly come to his senses and be able to look at everything around him.

Is this... still in a dream?

Everything in front of him made Zhaoming suddenly feel a little scared and dared not face it. The burning war in Buzhou Mountain was as bright and dazzling as the sunlight.

Glorious... I actually felt the sunlight dazzling, but the first time in my life was so real.

There is no place for the demon clan army. Bai Ze is left alone, and Taoist Kunpeng is gone. The figure of the eldest brother Di Jun seems to be there just now, but has disappeared without a trace.

There was a pain in his heart, and no one told him, but he already knew that the respectable elder brother was gone and disappeared forever.

It seemed that his eyes seemed to penetrate the entire world, landed in the prehistoric continent, and landed in the stone-stacked hut in the Giant World.

The figure who knocked on the wooden fish and lowered his head to recite the Heart Sutra was so familiar and so strange.

How could this happen... Suddenly, Zhaoming felt like he had become a prince of Pulao. When he woke up in a dream, the sky collapsed and the earth broke. Everything that had happened before became a passing cloud, leaving him with only pain and sorrow.

The rising flames around him danced with the wind and turned into a fox demon, like a grass, or a snow-like flower. Embracing him, he was full of reluctance, but he could not control himself to dissipate.

The violent sunlight fell, which made Zhaoming squint again.

In this era, so dark, all that seems to leave people with despair.

Zhaoming, when I think about these two words, maybe they are not longing for sunshine, or more likely to be longing for hope. At that moment, Acao in the Demon Garden might be like this, hoping that everything can go back to the past and back to the happiest time.

Looking around, his eyes swept across everyone.

Not furious, perhaps because everything in my heart is already out of sorrow and anger.

This strange calmness in his eyes, coupled with the terrifying divine power after practicing the Rin Divine Art, made no one in the witch clan dare to look at him calmly, even if he was as powerful as an ancestor witch.

Among the countless figures and the smoke of war, the figure in white clothes was particularly conspicuous, which made Zhaoming's heart tremble and even more sore.

Pear blossom, long time no see.

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