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

With a little Innate Hunyuan immortality, take endless Innate immortal divine light, prove the only real self in the past, future and present, become Daluo Daoguo, immortal in eternity, and coexistence of heaven and earth.

This is Da Luo, this is the starting point of everything, and it is also the end of everything.

It is also everything that Hongjun has planned for thousands of years.

It started from the moment I got the Good Fortune jade plate and knew Da Luo's true meaning.

All the efforts he made were for this moment to prove Da Luo.

But now, in the past and future, in countless parallel prehistoric times, in thousands of timelines, he has achieved the only true self.

Seeing Da Luo Dao Guo has emerged.

B...

At this time, the Daluo Daoguo, which had exhausted his efforts, was split into two alive in front of his eyes.

Half of the Sacred is extraordinary as a celestial manifestation.

And the other half is Devilish Qi monstrous like the rebirth of the devil ancestor.

"Hahahaha!!! When the Dao is born, the devil will be born, and when the Dao is destroyed, the devil will rise! Hongjun! I am the ancestor of the devil, plot against me?"

"You are not worthy!"

In Daluo Daoguo, the voice of the Demon Ancestor seemed to come through thousands of time travels.

Luo Hu was indeed in a deep sleep, but he sacrificed himself, cursed the immortal way, and entangled himself with immortals and demons.

Only a trace of God remains.

It is to seek to seize Hongjun's half of Dao Fruit at this moment.

Boom!!!

Hongjun's eyes were extremely angry, but extremely calm.

Two extreme emotions swirl in his eyes.

There seemed to be countless futures floating in front of his eyes, and hundreds of millions of possibilities were intertwined.

He raised one hand, and then Hongjun in countless time and space raised his hand.

false grip.

Raise your hand.

Repression!

The mighty true intention fell, and directly suppressed Own halfway without hesitation.

Its means are no more than half Sumeru.

Then he directly sealed the other half of his out-of-control Dao fruit completely.

"As expected of the ruthless character who suppressed everything in the legend and took charge of the prehistoric world with Heavenly Dao, he is decisive enough!"

Seeing Hongjun's actions, Su Zhou couldn't help admiring him slightly.

Facing Daluo Dao Fruit, he searched for countless epochs, but now the Dao Fruit has been released, but the enemy plotted to occupy half of the Dao Fruit.

In this case, the general Sacred will bet that he can annihilate his old enemy.

But Hongjun, by entering the realm of Daluo, knows all the true meaning of Daluo.

If there was half a point of hesitation before, then the Demon Ancestor may be killed in the long river of time in the future.

Take this half of the Dao Fruit away.

Instead of this, it is better to seal half of the Dao Fruit and make other plans.

And since then.

The Dao Demon Calamity came to an end.

Hongjun plots Luo Hu's life with the Sacred of Heaven and Earth, in order to seek Da Luo.

And Luo Hu used himself as a sacrifice, hid in the fairy way, and took away half of Hongjun's Tao fruit.

"Luo Hu!" There was a bit of hatred in Hongjun's voice.

If it weren't for Luo Hu, the current self would already be eligible to enter that long river of time.

Sit on the position where all beings are the chessboard.

But now, although he has entered the realm of Da Luo, his Dao fruit is incomplete.

Although it can be seen and felt, it cannot be easily stepped into it.

He was sitting in the Lotus Position, thinking about how to make his wish fully.

One thought is moved, as if countless timelines, Hongjun of countless parallel time and space are thinking together.

"Take the road of 207 gods and demons, you can't, gods and demons are born, if I forcefully blend in, I will be severely injured!"

"Take the road of merit and virtue, you can't, the merit of heaven and earth is limited, since the first robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, after the catastrophe of Dao and Demon, there is only one infinite merit left.

That kind of merit is difficult to plan, and the subsequent merits are all above the clan, and the constraints are too great. "

In Hongjun's eyes, there are many avenues in the sky, and countless ideas continue to appear.

Every road falling into the flood can cause countless creatures to go crazy.

Every road is qualified to lead to Xeon, the road of detachment.

But these choices were rejected by him.

at last.

Hongjun's eyes raised slightly.

Look at the seemingly endless Heavenly Dao.

"The four or nines of the avenue, go to one of them."

"The rest Heavenly Dao operates everything. If I follow the way of heaven and complement Daluo, I will escape from heaven."

"In this way, even if the gods and demons of the Great Dao reappear, and Pangu is resurrected, I still have the power to fight!"

When Hongjun stood up and covered the coffin, the countless spaces behind him disappeared, and those spaces were all auras born with his thinking.

This is Da Luo, even if it is incomplete, it can gather countless spaces in one thought.

Only by fitting Heavenly Dao can the incomplete Dao fruit be completed.

But it is not so simple to fit Heavenly Dao.

It needs to be recognized by all creatures in the world.

This world also needs to be suppressed.

"It seems that soon, I will pass down the orthodoxy." He whispered, as if he saw some kind of future.

"Pangu is orthodox. Although he was born late, he has excellent qualifications and can be my apprentice..."

"The West has a spirit. Although there is a reason in the mind, there is luck in the future, so you can use it."

"The rest..." Planning everything in the future, even though there are only half of the Dao fruit.

But the current Hongjun is indeed a well-deserved prehistoric Xeon.

Suppress all Eternals.

He has the qualifications to calculate everything.

After calculating many things in the future.

He took a deep breath.

Afterwards, Da Luo's true meaning was activated, and the Fat School Dao fruit came to life.

There seemed to be an endless river of time in front of him.

The vastness is endless, passing through countless time and space.

In the endless river, every drop of river water, every spray is like a world.

And on the banks of the long river.

A huge chess game stands quietly in it.

It was empty all around, and there was no one on the seat.

Hongjun wanted to get closer to that chess game.

However.

He just took a step.

Only a crisp sound of 'click' was heard.

A crack actually appeared on half of the Dao Luo Dao Fruit.

Obviously, the incomplete Da Luo cannot set foot in it.

What kind of world is this?

Only Da Luo has the qualification to step into it.

Only Da Luo has the qualification to see the chess game.

On the chessboard, there are countless pieces falling, as if passing through time and space, falling to the end of the world.

Someone once played recklessly in this chess game.

Hongjun could feel that even if he had achieved Da Luo, he was not qualified to make a move on that chess game.

At most, it is only beneficial to the edge, for those who watch chess and don't speak.

What kind of terrifying and powerful existence is it that is qualified to make that round.

at this moment.

Hongjun fully understood Da Luo's horror, and the meaning of Da Luo that aroused his understanding was just the shadow of this chess game reflected in the prehistoric world.

"If I fit Heavenly Dao, am I eligible? I'm in this game..." Hongjun rejected the own proposal the moment he put forward this idea.

Even if he fits Heavenly Dao, he is only qualified to stand around the chessboard.

He couldn't help but think about who is qualified to play such a chess game.

"Sentient beings, it's a big dream..." A slightly lazy voice seemed to sound at the end of the long river.

Far and near.

That voice carried endless Tao, and each word contained a majesty far beyond Hongjun's imagination.

"Who is it!! Who is there!!" Hong Jun frantically turned Dao Rhyme.

However, half of the Dao fruits could not allow him to see everything clearly.

His consciousness is gradually withdrawing from the long river.

Finally, between the last Sumeru.

He saw it!

A figure in white clothes walked out of the long river, every step seemed to be celebrated by thousands of worlds.

His body seems to be bred by countless creatures, his words and deeds are the way, and his behavior is the law.

He walked step by step, and finally landed on the final chess game.

Hongjun could only see his back, which was as straight as a spear piercing the sky and the earth.

Slap!!

He raised his hand and dropped a white piece.

With that child down.

A voice that seemed to exist before the birth of Chaos sounded in Hongjun's ear.

"When will the boundless sentient beings wake up, when will the eternal danger be resolved..."

This voice seems to have spanned countless years, with indescribable vicissitudes and exhaustion.

It's like a strong man carrying everything, walking alone before the chaos.

shelter for all.

It seems that there is an infinite crisis in these words, as if Da Luo is qualified to know every detail.

Hongjun woke up in Zixiao Palace, although he was a big Luo, he was covered in cold sweat at this moment.

"The powerful Sacred that existed before the chaos, descended into the ultimate of countless worlds, he is longing for someone to wake up.

"Da Luo is just the starting point of everything, only Da Luo is qualified to know a corner of the truth!"

"This world is more profound than I thought. Is it true that coiled tongue is born to open up the world?"

"The rules of heaven and earth, are they really so natural!"

"I want to be stronger, I want to know all the truth!!" After seeing the scene in the long river.

An unprecedented sense of crisis rose in Hongjun's heart.

Even the Sacred, who has transcended Chaos, is afraid of the battlefield, longing for someone to wake up.

And he Hongjun was born as Sacred, so he naturally wants to know everything, he must carry Heavenly Dao, and know the truth of everything.

Thinking of this, he sat in the Lotus Position and began to immerse himself in Da Luo's true meaning.

at the same time.

There was a teasing smile on Su Zhou's face amidst nothingness.

"Da Luo is just the beginning of everything, on top of Da Luo, Innate Wutai."

"There are all five wives, and they can prove Wuji Hunyuan. Go find it, because let's find the truth!"

Su Zhou had expected that someone would testify to Da Luo.

Therefore, he left the scene just now in the long river of time.

Even Da Luo couldn't get rid of that sense of crisis.

What he wants in Da Luo Honghuang is to transcend all the past, present and future, and to suppress the time dimension.

It is absolutely impossible to stop because of the birth of one or several big Luos.

The higher the Realm, the more pressure he will make the opponent feel.

only if.

Only then can this prehistoric world grow completely.

"Don't let me down, the story has just begun, and the wonderful things are yet to come."

Su Zhou set his sights on Honghuang.

He saw the witch clan on Insight Twelve Avenue.

I saw the emperor Junhe Taiyi who was regarded as the emperor by countless monster clans.

Saw, Kunlun on the pensive Queen Mother of the West and beside Fuxi, Nuwa.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Da Luo is just the beginning, the story I wrote for you is just about to unfold.

Then he withdrew from the prehistoric and came to nothingness.

Look at the chaotic sand table in front of you.

Hands drop.

Then, the countless parallel time-spaces that he once set up emerged, among which the past time-space that is closest to reality has faintly merged (baef) with the prehistoric.

And the rest of the parallel worlds are still being opened up, and the number of big Luos born in the prehistoric world is increasing.

These parallel time and space will gradually merge with the prehistoric and desolate, and the fake will become real, by then.

Su Zhou's Divine Kingdom Power will reach a terrifying amount.

his brow god

The fire is bright.

A streak of dark gold appeared in the center of the divine fire.

That is the godhead, the third-level creation god condenses the godhead, sublimates the power of the law, and lays down the road to the future glory.

And Su Zhou condensed the three thousand ways above the godhead.

The number of divine lines above the general godhead represents the number of rules mastered by the Creator God.

There are dozens of Taoists who are proud of heaven, hundreds of Taoists who are evildoers, and thousands of Taoists who are destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

As for Su Zhou's godhead, the godmarks layered upon layer seemed to form some kind of ancient language.

Each symbol represents a road.

This is the way beyond laws and regulations.

It is a road that can evolve countless rules.

Among the three ranks of godheads, the white godhead is the lowest, and the golden godhead is the most noble.

The color of the godhead represents the aptitude of the creator god.

However, Su Zhou's godhead is not any of these colors.

It is a dark golden color exuding dignity and dominance.

The pitch-black eternal night spread all over his godhead, and deep and bright lines flowed darkly around the eternal night.

Even the most gorgeous golden godhead is so dim under this eternal night.

"The third-level creation god should distinguish the direction that own is good at, so what direction do I belong to?

Almighty?" Su Zhou said slightly jokingly.

The third-order creation gods can master their own rules. Some people's rules are good at fighting, some are good at healing, and some are good at bewitching.

Colleges generally assign students suitable own classes.

And Su Zhou is in charge of the Three Thousand Avenues, including everything in the world.

In a way, no one can define him.

"Whatever, anyway, when the time comes, leave this headache to the school." He shrugged casually.

Little did he know that in the future, when he entered school, how many teachers would fight for him.

"One more calamity, I should be able to break through the shackles of the third level, break through the fourth level, and condense the divine body.

Su Zhou judged his current state slightly.

This progress can be said to be terrifying.

Ninth level of creation, ascending to the sky step by step.

The first-order creation god ignited the divine fire.

The second-order creation god condenses the godhead.

The third-order creation god solid Divine Transformation pattern.

The fourth stage is the most important stage.

Create a god body.

The divine body is the body of the Sacred.

Similar to the real body of the Dao God and Demon.

It embodies the strongest posture of Chuangshi God mastering the rules.

There is a divine body that masters the laws of thunder, wearing thunder armor, holding the authority of heaven and earth, and coercing heaven and earth.

There is a divine body that controls the law of life, bare feet and common clothes, the magic whip in the hand falls, and all things are resurrected.

The divine body is the most important criterion for judging whether a creation god is strong or not.

And Su Zhou is in charge of the Three Thousand Ways, and he has incomparably high expectations for own God Body.

Thinking of this, his attention was once again placed in the prehistoric state.

The flood at this time.

The witch clan accompanied the fall of Rahu.

Officially boarded the prehistoric stage.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches decided to become the strongest tribe in the entire prehistoric world.

Because only in this way can we better protect the wilderness.

Of course everything will change, maybe the Twelve Ancestral Witches really thought so at first.

But with the growth of the race, and the promotion of the population, the changes brought about by rights and power.

No one knows what the Twelve Patriarchal Witches are thinking now.

After Rahu fell into a deep sleep, the severely wounded Innate Sacred retreated one after another.

For unknown reasons, Daozu Hongjun was born after capturing the three disciples on Mount Buzhou.

It is not easy to be born, and it will not be seen in Hundred Years.

And in such an environment, the witch race grew savagely.

There are over ten thousand tribes, and hundreds of millions of little witches.

The prehistoric creatures all retreated, and the witch clan was in full swing.

But the prehistoric east is indeed the only place where the Wu clan has not settled down.

without him.

Just because the prehistoric monster races all gathered in the east.

The former orc clan quietly merged into the monster clan, and the same spirit is connected.

There are also powerful Innate demon spirits such as Kunpeng and Baize Lion joining them.

Confronted with the Wu Clan.

During the Hundred Years, Di Jun finally realized that he was the spirit of the sun transformed from Pangu's left eye.

Its power is not only above the sun, but also the co-lord of the endless stars in the heavens.

Its power is expanded, the Universe Star is laid down, and the Chaos Bell of Taiyi is added. The combination of the two is not weaker than Pangu's real body.

Therefore, the Yaozu and Wuzu gradually reached a strange balance.

With Kunlun as the boundary, the picture is self-made.

Although there is friction between each other, it is still restrained.

There are constant small-scale wars, but the two are moderate, and there are no unacceptable battles.

In this eerie peace.

The Yaozu and Wuzu are growing rapidly.

After the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan, the tyrannical great witches who were second only to the ancestral witches were born.

Such as Xing Tian, ​​Dayi, Chi You and other tyrannical witches, their strength is not weaker than the general Innate Sacred.

As for Yaozu, although Dijun and Taiyi didn't deliberately maintain it.

But under Dijun's bold personality, the demon master Kunpeng recruits the demon clans all over the world.

He even recruited top ten demon commanders such as Baize Lion, Ji Meng, Yingzhao, and Fei Lian for the Yaozu.

All the while.

Its momentum is far stronger than that of the dragon and phoenix clans back then.

And after absorbing the failure experience of Longfeng.

The two tribes worked together step by step, and gradually figured it out.

The foundation is very solid.

Since then, the Liches and Demons have officially become the protagonists of the world.

And at the same time.

Above Nine Heavens, the door of Zixiao Palace, which had been closed for hundreds of years, suddenly opened.

The mighty and infinite power spread across the prehistoric world in an instant.

Immortal Qi flutters, Dao Rhyme circulates.

All beings in the world can't help but look up.

Inside Zixiao Palace.

A pair of deep eyes slowly opened, as if countless time and space flowed in the eyes.

"Congratulations, teacher, for breaking through the test!" Taishang, Tongtian, and Yuanyuan saluted Hongjun respectfully.

During the Hundred Years, Hongjun instructed several people on Cultivation Base only a few times, but each time he pointed to the essence, which benefited the three of them a lot.

The current Cultivation Base has reached the peak of Taiyi.

But Hongjun has never passed down the true meaning of Dao.

Among the three, only Taishang, who had experienced Pangu's memory, knew that Hongjun had stepped into that unspeakable Realm.

"That's right, Hundred Year's time has reached the peak of Taiyi." Hongjun looked at the three of them and nodded slightly, with a bit of satisfaction on his face.

"Teacher, what is the so-called opening the palace gate at this time?" The Taishang knew since Hongjun accepted three people as disciples.

The Zixia palace gate has never been opened again, and when the palace gate opens today, something important must happen.

Hearing this, Hongjun raised his eyes slowly.

Canggu Wanzai.

During this Hundred Years, he used half of Dao Dao fruit to plot Heavenly Dao.

Finally caught that chance.

To Indistinguishable Dao.

You need to plant your own way in the hearts of countless beings. It doesn't matter whether you cultivate or not, as long as the truth falls.

All sentient beings owe him a great deal of Karma.

And relying on this Karma, it is enough for him to cooperate with Heavenly Dao and reshape Daluo Daoguo.

"I am Hongjun, who killed the demon ancestor Luohu thousands of years ago, and blocked the dragon and phoenix burning the sky ten thousand years ago."

"My avenue is bright today..."

"Invite fellow daoists from all over the world to enter my Zixiao Palace, hear about the Dao, and know the way of Saint!"

"After Hundred Years, the gate of Zixiao Palace will be opened again, and anyone who is predestined can hear my words!!"

Hongjun spoke at will, and the world listened to it.

Heavenly Dao shook, as if there were countless mysteries in these few words.

This is Da Luo, words and deeds are all Dao, all are Dharma!.