Honghuang: I am the Pure White Lotus, the time traveler begins

The way of creation is the infinite changes of yin and yang creation. Everything is creation, and everything is creation, which has the power to control life and death.

Yuanlian is proficient in the way of creation because she has integrated the twenty-fourth-grade creation green lotus, and she has practiced multiple cultivations with one lotus.

The hundreds of milky white and mysterious divine thunders that just hit hundreds of Qilin monks and injured them severely and were not far from death, with infinite mysterious Dao rhyme and faint green light, are the innate thunder magic power that Yuanlian has realized by practicing the way of creation law: the creation divine thunder.

The Creation Thunder, like the Purifying Thunder that Yuan Lian often used before, is one of the innate thunder methods. However, unlike the Purifying Thunder, the Creation Thunder has a vigorous vitality, but it also has an unparalleled lethality!

Thunder is the pivot of heaven and earth, gathering the mechanism of yin and yang changes, so it commands the root of all things.

It controls life and death, rewards and punishments for good and evil, illuminates the great way of the heart of heaven, and relieves the suffering of the underworld!

Among them, the Creation Thunder is the most perfect embodiment of the Thunder Dao!

With a thought, the Creation Thunder descends, which can give birth to all things and nurture the vitality of all things; with another thought, it can also descend with a thunder, destroying the vitality of all things and cutting off everything, so terrifying!

The mystery is beyond words!

However, these are too common for Yuan Lian. After all, he just casually performed the Creation Thunder without any effort, so he doesn’t care about such trivial matters at all.

Therefore, after severely wounding these Qilin monks, Yuanlian just sat on Qiongqi and arrived at the scene, looking coldly at those severely wounded Qilin monks.

"We pay our respects to the Heavenly Venerable!" Niu Ben, the chief of the Ancient Ox Clan, saw Yuanlian coming, and hurriedly led hundreds of Ox Clan monks who had just had a dispute with the Qilin Clan monks to bow to Yuanlian.

"Greetings to the Heavenly Venerable!"

At the same time, a deafening sound came from the ancestral land of the Ancient Ox Clan, which was the voice of all the tribesmen of the Ancient Ox Clan paying their respects.

In response, Yuan Lian nodded slightly, without saying anything, but looked at Niu Ben, who looked like a black iron tower and had a simple and honest face, and asked: "What's going on?"

"Tianzun! It's like this, the Qilin tribe..."

Listening to Niu Ben's simple narration, Yuan Lian roughly understood some things. It was nothing more than the Qilin tribe wanted to recruit the ancient cattle tribe, but the ancient cattle tribe did not want to join the Qilin tribe and work for the Qilin tribe because they were backed by Tianlian Mountain.

So after a while, the Qilin tribe cultivators lost their patience and wanted to force them.

Even because the ancient cattle tribe's lost treasure, the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the wild cattle earth-shaking drum, was obtained by the Qilin tribe, the Qilin tribe cultivators used this as a threat and asked the ancient cattle tribe to join the Qilin tribe.

Otherwise, not only would they never get the treasure of the tribe, but they also said that if the ancient cattle tribe did not agree, the treasure of the tribe would be at risk of being forcibly destroyed.

This made the Ancient Ox Clan very angry, but also very helpless. Naturally, they had a big dispute with the Qilin Clan monks, and the Qilin Clan monks spoke out.

After understanding the general situation, Yuanlian looked at the Qilin Clan monks who were seriously injured and lying on the ground, their vitality was constantly dissipating, and they were shocked and angry, but dared not speak. He said coldly: "Who was speaking out here just now? Stand up and let me see!"

"I want to see who is so courageous that he actually wants to get angry in Tianlian Mountain, which is really a slap in my face!"

After the voice fell, Yuanlian's restrained breath pressure suddenly burst out, pressing on those Qilin Clan monks like stars and mountains.

"Wow... puff..."

The breath pressure was added to the body, and those Qilin Clan monks who were already seriously injured and their vitality was dissipating, how could they bear it? They all opened their mouths and vomited blood.

Some of the lower-level cultivators died directly because of this!

Yuan Lian naturally didn't care about this. Seeing that the Qilin cultivator didn't answer, Yuan Lian said coldly: "What? No words? Do you want me to call you personally?"

"See...see...see you, the Heavenly Venerable, just now..." A Qilin cultivator who fell to the ground said tremblingly.

"Boom..." Before he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound, and a divine thunder of creation fell from the sky and struck the Qilin cultivator.

The power of the divine thunder of creation was very restrained, so it didn't kill him, but he was already dying.

"I thought

Who is so bold? It turns out that he is just an ordinary Taiyi Jinxian Great Perfection cultivator of the Ox Clan, a branch of the Ox Clan that was incorporated by the Qilin Clan. Not only is this very bold, but it also means that you have forgotten your roots. It is really annoying! "

Yuan Lian's eyes are as sharp as torches. At a glance, he saw that this so-called Qilin Clan cultivator was not a real Qilin Clan at all, but just an ordinary cultivator of the Ox Clan branch. Thinking about this cultivator shouting in front of the patriarch of the Ox Clan, Yuan Lian couldn't help but be even more unhappy.

"Ahem... Tianzun, what you said is wrong!" A seriously injured but genuine Qilin Clan Daluo Jinxian early stage cultivator suddenly said: "Although the ancient cattle clan is the source and ancestor of all cattle clan branches, and has a little incense relationship with all cattle clans, but that's all. "

"To be honest, each branch is an independent new race, and has little relationship with the ancient cattle clan. The same is true for all the races in the prehistoric world. "

"If the branch attaches importance to the incense, it is a favor and should be accepted; if it does not, it is also its duty and should be acknowledged. It cannot be regarded as forgetting one's roots! "

Yuan Lian did not change much after hearing this, but just looked at the Qilin cultivator without comment.

Yuan Lian naturally knew what the Qilin cultivator said, and admitted that it was indeed the difference between human feelings and duty, and it could not rise to the level of forgetting one's ancestors.

If the source ancestor is not competitive, and is surpassed by the branches or even destroyed, it is also the will of heaven, and no one can be blamed; if the source ancestor is strong and ambitious, then incorporating the branches can be regarded as a kind of recognition of the ancestors in a sense.

But what does this have to do with Yuan Lian, Yuan Lian does not care about these!

This Qilin cultivator said this, when he did not put his mentality and position in the right place, and was not teaching Yuan Lian some truths or teaching Yuan Lian how to do things!

So a divine thunder of creation fell from the sky, accompanied by Yuan Lian's extremely indifferent voice.

"Are you telling me the truth and teaching me how to do things? Hehe... I understand. You are telling me the truth and teaching me how to do things, but don't you think this is funny? "

After the voice fell, the Qilin cultivator was completely dead, and then there were more and more divine thunders of creation falling, killing the Qilin cultivators.

In the blink of an eye, except for the Qilin cultivator who was obviously the leader and had the cultivation level of the late Daluo Jinxian, all the other Qilin cultivators died and disappeared. Alas!