Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!

The Taoist Mosquito was unhappy, but he could only nod quickly.

Zhunti, who was standing by, looked at him and smiled slightly, "Brother, Venerable Tianwen may be a little tired. Let him go down to rest and get familiar with my Western Paradise."

"Okay."

The Taoist Jieyin nodded.

After the Taoist Mosquito left, the Taoist Zhunti came forward.

"Brother, I can't just meditate and chant Buddha in the West, I also have to have a fierce look."

"It's better for Venerable Tianwen to keep the killing heart, don't grind it flat!"

Zhunti recruited the Taoist Mosquito to use him as a thug.

How could he let the precepts grind him flat?

"You and I are both for the West, but there should be some rules."

"This person has a lot of murderous aura. You and I should help to convert him, not just use his abilities."

Jieyin is kind-hearted.

He knew what his brother was going to do by recruiting the Taoist Mosquito.

He couldn't bear to see him return to reincarnation in the end, so he gave him a thousand-petal lotus.

I hope that Taoist Mosquito can calm down and cultivate his character, and comprehend the Great Way of Void in the future.

"Brother, you have considered it very well."

"Speaking of which, it is also because of the decline of talents in my Western Regions."

"Besides, brother, the Heavenly Emperor is too much. He relies on his own ability to intervene in many ways. I believe you also know it."

Zhunti first followed his brother's words.

Then the topic changed and talked about Di Jun.

If it weren't for Di Jun, he could have taken over the Styx!

Why take such a person?

"I have learned from the original body."

The Taoist Jieyin nodded.

The original bodies of the two of them are in the Fangcun Mountain of the Lingtai outside the sky.

They can naturally communicate with each other without any perception.

"You and I have both become saints. Although the Heavenly Emperor is a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, is he superior to us?"

"I am very dissatisfied in my heart."

After saying this, Taoist Zhunti took a deep breath.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eye mask.

"This matter is not something that you and I can handle."

"Yuanshi Tianzun has always been quite critical of the Emperor of Heaven. This time, the Emperor of Heaven is about to let you incarnate into the Heavenly Palace. I'm afraid a grand event will be held."

"Maybe you can mention this matter."

The voice of the Taoist Jieyin was unusually calm, but the things he was thinking about were quite detailed.

All of a sudden, he provided a direction for the Taoist Zhunti.

The Taoist Zhunti's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Yes, we brothers still have to rely on the help of others for this matter."

"Let's see how powerful the Emperor of Heaven is."

"If we lose face in front of everyone, how can he still have the face to dominate the prehistoric world and call himself the emperor?"

The Taoist Zhunti's eyes lit up, unwilling to miss this good opportunity.

When several saints come forward together, can the Emperor of Heaven still resist the power of the saints?

"You and I should still focus on cultivation!"

"Although the only way forward for becoming a Heavenly Saint is through luck and merit, you and I may not be unable to open up new paths!"

Seeing his brother so excited, the Taoist Jie Yin mentioned cultivation at the right time.

Everything is based on strength.

If there is no strength, everything is false.

"Yes, brother!"

"Brother has great perseverance and wisdom. I am willing to open up the western luck and help you!"

Zunti knew what his brother meant.

But he was still willing to help his brother instead of meditating with him.

There are two roads, and he is still willing to take the one that can see the result.

The Taoist Jie Yin did not speak, but closed his eyes to meditate on the Tao.

Zunti sighed, and also went up and sat on the lotus platform.

In the world of Greek mythology, on the Caucasus Mountains.

The divine chains that bound Prometheus began to glow.

The chains were burned by the flames, and now it is a little unbearable.

Even though it was a divine chain forged by the God of Fire, it still couldn't withstand the scorching of the Sun's true fire.

Prometheus' body could be repaired by the world's original force.

But this chain couldn't.

Emperor Jun continued to burn Prometheus's true spirit, and the sun's true fire spread all over his body.

The pain of the body made it even more difficult for Prometheus to deal with Emperor Jun.

With the wailing of the true spirit, Prometheus' true spirit died completely.

The flesh also lost the infusion of the world's original force, like a torch.

Burning from the inside out.

A quasi-saint fire spirit flew out from Prometheus's eyebrows.

This fire spirit was the image of the three-legged golden crow.

The temperature of the entire Caucasus Mountains suddenly rose.

The rocks began to crack.

Prometheus' body was the first to be hit and was directly ignited.

The divine power contained in it was burned by the sun's true fire and turned into blood beads.

"Although his laws are not in line with mine, by burning his true spirit, I have also entered the early stage of quasi-sage."

"With his physical body, I think my power can enter the middle stage of quasi-sage."

Di Jun raised his mouth, feeling the change of the power of the incarnation, very happy.

The gods of this world are like treasures for the practitioners of the prehistoric world.

If you can get the right true spirit of the gods and plunder their laws, it will be substantial for your own improvement.

Di Jun just took a Prometheus with a little fire law, and he was promoted from Daluo Jinxian to Quasi-sage.

You can imagine.

Compared with plundering treasures in other worlds, this is much happier.

"But my own power is hard to conceal."

"I'm afraid the will of this world will start to stare at me."

Di Jun whispered.

Looking at the flesh of Prometheus burning into blood, he still did not choose to refine it.

But with his own Tao and reason, he refined it into a treasure that could restrain his own breath.

There is also the breath of Prometheus on it, which serves as a cover.

Cooperating with the world breath imprinted by Di Jun's pagoda.

It should barely be able to cover it.

The blood beads gathered and turned into a little red flame.

Di Jun received it on his wings.

There was a little more red light on each of his golden wings.

Di Jun cast a few flame runes, and the red light began to spread all over his body.

The aura of his quasi-saint suddenly fell.

It stopped when it fell to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

"It's okay now."

"This power is not too much, but it can't be overused, so as not to break this seal."

Di Jun sighed.

He didn't expect that this incarnation would enter the quasi-saint in such a short time.

The previous preparations were not enough to conceal this level of aura.

Fortunately, Prometheus was killed by him, so he could use the aura of this body to conceal it.

"With my own strength, I still cannot fight against the master of this world."

"It would be best to seize the power of the demon ancestor Typhon, and then have another war of gods."

"I will call all the great masters of heaven and find suitable gods for them to attack."

Di Jun thought about what he should do next.

The aura emitted by the pagoda can conceal its own momentum and prevent outsiders from discovering it.

His incarnation is just to fight the front battle and test whether his methods are feasible.

Now that several experiments have been successful, it is natural to roll out the plan and carry it out as soon as possible.