Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

At this moment, what appeared in Chen Xuan's mind was the sentence of the girl that Bi Xiao just now, "If the Master is not there, this will not fail without Zhoushan".

Of course, even though she hadn't said the last half sentence, she had already been beaten by two Big sis, but everyone could hear the meaning.

This sentence of Bi Xiao may just be unintentional, just say it casually.

It's just that the speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention.

Chen Xuan was thinking in his heart at this moment: What would it be like if I really didn't exist in this predicament?

Thinking about this in detail, it is indeed frightening.

If there is no own, Nuwa will most likely be dealt with by Taiyi and Kunpeng together, and will be squeezed out to the point where it cannot be added.

Even if Nuwa was truly sanctified and became the leader of the demon race, he would be completely emptied. Even with the demon banner in hand, it could not resist the general trend.

And after the canonization, he can only become a mascot-Sage cannot be born easily, and every birth represents a great catastrophe in the precipice.

And if it comes to the Great Tribulation, there is one more person who has to mention - this person is the Demon Zu Luohu.

The magic ancestor Luo Hu has a variety of tricks and various intrigues, which are really compelling to guard against.

How would the world deal with Luo Huo if I were not there?

Moreover, in the prehistoric myths I heard before, the demon ancestor Luo Hu had fallen after failing to compete with Dao ancestor Hongjun for Heavenly Dao, but in this prehistoric world he experienced, he encountered his remaining soul?

What happened to all this, and why has history changed so much?

There is also the first robbery of the dragon and the phoenix, the three tribes battled together-the dragon tribe’s combat power has been significantly stronger than the other two tribes, and the ancestor dragon has not yet fallen, which is much stronger than the Feng tribe and Qilin tribe, which have lost their ancestors.

So in history, how did the three tribes die together, leaving only three or two kittens?

Could it be that I changed all of this, that I am the variable in this great history?

If this is the case, then why have you never heard about Zuan Daoist in later generations?

Did I disappear or fall?

But even if this is the case, there should be traces left in this predicament. Why is it eliminated so cleanly?

Could it be that someone deliberately wanted to do this to erase all traces of my Zuan Daoist in this prehistoric state?

If this is the case, then why would he do it?

For a while, Chen Xuan only felt that his mind was about to explode.

Holding Houtu’s hand, Nuwa, who was chatting with her, was the first to notice Chen Xuan’s strangeness: He was pale and muttering to himself. Even the expression in his eyes was very confused, and his thoughts were already floating. where it goes.

"Husband, husband, what's the matter with you?" Nuwa thought at first that her husband was a little exhausted, so that's the case, "Is it tired, do you want to sit down and rest?"

Hou Tu also asked with concern: "Husband, otherwise I will send you back to rest first."The two women looked at each other and saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes.

Others don't know, but they do. Their husband always seems to be full of energy. Either he will make some trouble today, or he will make trouble tomorrow.

Anyway, it will never let people have a peaceful day.

But today, they rarely see exhaustion on Chen Xuan's face—not the exhaustion of the flesh, but the exhaustion emanating from the bones.

Hearing what Nuwa and Houtu said, everyone else also noticed Chen Xuan's anomaly and surrounded them.

Seeing Zuan Daoist had no gods in his eyes, everyone's thoughts were different.

There are people who are worried about Chen Xuan's physical and mental condition-this is mainly about the Wa Palace and the Wu Clan, and there is also Dao Zu Hongjun, he also thinks so.

Hongjun counted the secrets several times, already feeling that the immeasurable calamity of the second prehistoric calamity was coming, and this time the calamity of the immeasurable calamity would be more cruel than the first calamity of the dragon and the phoenix, and there would be a lot more dead and wounded prehistoric creatures.

As the sentimental side of Heavenly Dao, Hongjun will naturally feel pity, but although he can be in harmony with Heavenly Dao, he is only a more advanced chess piece in the end, without much autonomy.

But Chen Xuan was different. He had high Magic power and profound Taoism. More importantly, he was free from the shackles of the holy position and could do whatever he wanted. No one in the entire prehistoric country could compare to him.

If the second immeasurable calamity comes, assuming that there will be someone to turn the tide and reduce the loss to a minimum, then this candidate must be Chen Xuan.

But now, seeing Zuan Daoist like this... Hongjun is worried.

The two ideas of Sanqing and Western religions are also different:

Daddy is worried that he will not hear Chen Xuan preaching the great road again, and feels very sorry;

Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent, thinking about whether he could get any benefits from it if Zuan Daoist fell;

Heavenly Dao has the purest mind. He has always regarded Chen Xuan as an idol. At this time, he is very worried about his situation.

And those two teachers in the West simply show joy and don’t know how to celebrate in private—this damn Zuan Daoist has never had a good face to our brothers. It’s so pleasant to see him like this today. .

If he should fall, this must be a good time for me to occupy the mainstream of Western Paradise!

Yeah, success is just around the corner!

Although Zhunti did not speak, a trace of blood also appeared on the originally sallow face, which was obviously extremely excited.

When Bi Xiao saw that the energetic Master had become like this, she was heartbroken, with tears in her eyes, but she accidentally saw the joy on the face of the lead and Zhun Ti, and she was immediately furious.

"You two dead bald donkeys, my Master's body is a little unhealthy. It's okay if you don't ask for help, you are actually gloating here?"

As he said, Bi Xiao, who was burning with anger, took out the eight-treasure glass bottle, the golden sunlight and divine water spouted out, and went straight to Jiuhe Zhunti.

These two old people were happy to patronize, and one of them accidentally forgot to hide the joy on his face. They did not expect to be discovered by others. At this time, seeing the surging sunlight Shenshui, they were immediately scared and shouted:

"Bi Xiao Fairy, what are you doing?"

"Taozu, Daozu, help, help!"

Hongjun once gave them two holy path futons and gave them a preaching. It is reasonable to say that they are the masters of these two people. But when he heard Bi Xiao's words, he was also furious-if it weren't for Bi Xiao's quick action , He may be the first to start.

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