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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters Great Sage Patriarch

When I saw the change in Chang'e's expression, I couldn't help being startled.

Who is the ancestor of Chongtian?

He is the ancestor of Tianwaitian.

His realm and strength are unfathomable.

His temperament is not something ordinary people can guess.

To him, prehistoric times are just one of many dimensions.

He couldn't get into his eyes at all.

If it weren't for Sun Xiaosheng's face.

How could such a big shot give advice to Honghuang?

Chang'e just saw that Chongtian was helping the six ears to improve their realm, and she had two minds.

It seems that she really doesn't know how to write the word "death"!

“How can you know the result if you don’t try it!”

Chang'e's face was dark and she didn't listen to my advice at all.

She was filled with hatred.

I haven't given up on it for so many years.

Although infatuated.

But the city is really not deep.

She doesn't think that by controlling the Wu Clan, she can make Zhongtian obey her orders!

This is so naive!

"Tianzun, what should we do?"

Tianpeng curled his lips and stayed in place.

After this incident, he finally figured it out.

He and Chang'e are not on the same path at all.

This woman is certainly incredibly beautiful.

But the brain is a mess.

It's better to let her suffer a little, so as not to become self-righteous.

However, he also saw my concern.

That Zhongtian was no ordinary person.

If it makes him impatient, it is not impossible to kill Chang'e on the spot.

Unfortunately, Sun Xiaosheng is in retreat.

I have no idea what's going on in the outside world.

Otherwise, there is no need for me to have such a headache.

"One after another, they all come to bother me."

"Monkey, are these little guys you trained just a bunch of losers?!"

Zhongtian sensed the existence of Chang'e and others.

The scarlet eyes immediately revealed a hint of impatience.

The rolling divine power is not angry but it is powerful.

With just one glance, the black mist from the abyss is as vast and boundless as the universe.

In comparison.

Chang'e is as small as dust.

Instinctively, she stopped.

Her beautiful eyes were full of shock and fear.

She originally thought that she could have a talk with Zhongtian by relying on the condition of controlling the Wu clan.

But as she got closer, she understood.

Strong men at this level are simply beyond her reach.

As Lao Tzu said.

She is too naive!

a long time.

Chang'e was unable to move even an inch.

His whole body seemed to be petrified, and he remained motionless in place.

See the situation.

I and Tianpeng then understood what happened.

"well!"

I sighed softly.

He was worried that Chang'e was too reckless.

It was he who underestimated the power of Zhongtian.

How could a mere quasi-sage come close?

Fortunately, Zhongtian showed mercy.

Whenever he had a thought that made him murderous.

Chang'e will definitely die.

"Fairy."

"This Patriarch Chongtian is not as easy to talk to as the Great Sage."

"A person should be self-aware."

"Experienced methods can only help you become a great saint."

"If you really want to enter the avenue of power, you may be a saint of chaos."

"Let's wait until the Great Sage comes out of seclusion."

I tried my best to persuade you.

Finally, Chang'e was persuaded.

certainly.

He would definitely not be able to bring the stubborn Chang'e back with just his mouth.

Most of them relied on the terrible pressure from Zhongtian to make Chang'e give up on her own initiative.

In this Taishi space, the power of chaos is inexhaustible.

It's much more suitable than prehistoric times.

However, after all, Lao Tzu's realm is only that of a great saint.

The help he can provide is limited.

If Sun Xiaosheng comes out of seclusion.

He was the one who bore the brunt of it and asked Sun Xiaosheng to help him improve his realm!





Prehistoric.

The prototype of heaven and earth is still clear.

Although no one is in control of the Wu Clan yet, there is a group of saints suppressing it.

I guess they can't cause much trouble.

As long as Chang'e breaks through to become a saint, she can take control of the Wu clan.

The Lich War will be aborted.

Today, the three great beasts are keeping their duties.

The demon clan is controlled by Nuwa and Donghuang Taiyi.

The human race has returned to the Three Realms, so there is no need to worry.

Everything seems to be running on track.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

It's just divide and conquer.

At best, it can be regarded as suppressing the grievances between various ethnic groups.

Naturally, there will be no changes in the short term.

But the world lasts forever.

No one can tell what big events will happen in the wild.

Today's prehistoric times are Sun Xiaosheng's prehistoric times.

As a hands-off shopkeeper, he is really thorough.

But he left a lot of mess for Hongjun and others to clean up.

It's really a headache.

But every world needs new rules.

The rules are set so that no living being can cross the thunder pond even half a step.

The troublesome thing is, how to formulate this rule?

And who takes the lead?!

All the saints gathered.

A pair of eyes immediately looked at Hongjun.

"Xuanmen?!"

Hongjun understood it clearly.

Yes!

Sun Xiaosheng also came from Xuanmen.

Even after the journey to the west, New Buddhism was founded.

But to put it bluntly, Buddhism is also derived from Taoism.

Therefore, Sun Xiaosheng is still a disciple of Xuanmen after all.

Even if the prehistoric period reopens.

But it is still called Honghuang.

When Pangu founded heaven, Hongjun and Sanqing took Pangu as their foundation.

Claims to be Taoist orthodoxy.

Therefore, all dharma in the prehistoric times comes from and evolves from Taoism.

Now that the ancient world has reopened, it is natural that we cannot escape Xuanmen.

"In this case, Xuanmen will be the standard in ancient times."

"Respect the Tao and the Dharma!"

"All the saints in the ancient world practiced Taoism."

"Please respect my Xuanmen rules and make sure there are no mistakes!"

Hongjun's order spread throughout all corners of the world.

Billions of sentient beings were all excited after hearing this.

The one who spoke was the Saint of Chaos.

Even the three great beasts are not as good as Hongjun Wanyi.

With such a strong man guarding the ancient wilderness, why worry about the ancient wilderness not flourishing?

However, there is another legend circulating among various ethnic groups.

Hongjun is not the man who opened the sky.

The ancestor who created the sky is called the Great Sage.

All living beings call him the Great Sage Patriarch!

"Only nine thousand years left."

"After ten thousand years, something big will happen in the sky."

"I should have made preparations earlier."

Hongjun looked at the saints and said solemnly.

Those present were all the mainstays of the ancient times.

He is the strongest combat power besides Sun Xiaosheng.

But compared to Tianwaitian, they don't even have the strength to give those strong men a gap in their teeth.

There is still a huge gap between the two sides.

"Nine thousand years!"

"It's too short."

"I'm afraid this will be over in the blink of an eye."

"Did the calamity really come so quickly?!"

All the saints were worried and worried.

That is a calamity beyond the heavens.

It is fundamentally different from the calamity level of low-dimensional worlds such as the prehistoric times.

No one knows how much space will be involved and how many lives will be destroyed once calamity strikes.

The only thing the saints know is.

This calamity measurement was done by Sun Xiaosheng.

This monkey has made things big this time!


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