I Am Not A Taoist Ancestor

The chaos of the wild world is naturally in Hong Jun's eyes, but he doesn't mean to intervene now.

Let them fight, the more fierce the fight, the better, it's best to beat the predecessor, everyone will die again!

He was embarrassed to fine him for not playing hard enough.

Of course, fines are small things, and there is only one reason for him to indulge these people in fighting, and that is to create.

Even for mortals, during the war, technology will explode. For the sake of profit and survival, various attempts will appear, which makes it easier to spread new things.

This point is no exception for these guys in Honghuang. As for the dwindling arrears of merit in the backstage, Hong Jun naturally knows it.

Although many of them are squeezed, there are always a group of people who are unwilling to get involved in those struggles, such as the Eastern Prince in Fusang, Nuwa, and the two in the West who are responsible for paying off debts. The guys are looking for another way.

Because of this, Hong Jun chose to sit back and watch them go crazy. After all, only sufficient competition can maximize the creativity of these people.

As for the messed up prehistoric, just rearrange it later.

"Oh! This Emperor Jun took a group of people to demolish the house again, destroying the prehistoric environment and reducing the number of prehistoric leeks, which is a heinous crime! Deduction of 50 million merits!"

"There is also this silly critic Taiyi, who knows to fight in one day, for fear that others will not know that he has a broken bell, and the innocent will be killed in the fight, resulting in death of a large number of creatures, and 50 million merits will be deducted! Wait! There is more here! A dead creature with good aptitude, in the possibility of living, has the opportunity to create something new, the value of which is about 5,000 to 50,000 merits."

"If this is the case, I will fine Tai one ten times more and deduct another 500,000 merits!"

After fishing out the guys who had the opportunity to create new things, Hong Jun continued to count the debts of these guys.

"Sanqing entered these thousands of worlds as a clone, but it is somewhat similar to my way of analyzing the heavens. It integrates many avenues. The Kunlun world has benefited a lot, and there are many innovations. One person will reward 80 million merits!"

"However, if you wantonly expand the scope of Kunlun, it will affect the prehistoric creatures, and you will deduct another 10 million merits!"

"The cholera of the Eastern King Cao Ren was prevalent, attracting too many people's attention. When the Cao Ren was destroyed, there were prey creatures suffering from disasters, the scope was too wide, and 100 million merits were deducted!"

"Nuwa... was stopped by Fuxi. I had known Heavenly Dao not to tell Fuxi the final result of the treatment. This wave of blood loss!"

"The rewarded merits will be issued in time so that they can be motivated. The deducted merits will wait for a while, and then they will be settled together after the matter is over!"

After making a decision, Hong Jun sat in his home Immortal Cave and watched this good show. From time to time, he caught a wave of potential guys who were affected. The struggle of workers must not hurt the potential leeks.

As a result, under the indulgence of Hong Jun, those purple skiers were all crazy!

At the beginning, everyone still cared about the existence of Dao Ancestor and didn't make cruel moves.

Until later, after discovering that Dao Ancestor had no intention to stop the incident, gradually, he was testing the bottom line that Dao Ancestor could accept.

From wounding people to robbery.

Come, hand over your merits! Oh, yes, everyone is in debt, so get out of the preaching and give me the harvest of the preaching!

Then... the conflict broke out!

When the first deceased appeared, those purple skiers played even more crazily!

Death! Death! Death again!

The monster clan destroyed each group, and then merged into the prehistoric world one by one because they chose to be part of the prehistoric world, and could not be reborn directly in the prehistoric world, but could only be reborn in the chaotic world.

So, when those who died chose to be reborn, they found one thing...

Sanqing came to block the door!

Anyone who has participated in the containment of Kunlun, one is counted as one, and they are all blocked at the door of the house by Sanqing. If you dare to go out, you will die again!

Those who were finally resurrected in their own world, who had accumulated years of accumulation and finally had the confidence to take revenge, were sent back to their hometown by Sanqing again.

Why did Sanqing come to block the door?

Ah!

Hold your grudges!

Even if there is no benefit at all, since Dao Ancestor doesn't care about it, then this enmity can't be forgotten!

Once he blocked the gate of Kunlun for Sanqing, he would have to be sent back to his hometown ten times by Sanqing!

It's so stingy!

And with the behavior of Sanqing opening the head and blocking the door, it was naturally learned by others!

The one who blocked the door most fiercely was naturally the Monster Race. Di Juntai had a large number of people. Those who died once were not the opponents of fully developed people. After all, even if they can be resurrected, they are not without a price.

The time it took to resurrect, the gap that was pulled out, and the baby that fell were all the reasons for their weakness.

Those treasures are bound to them, but when they encounter the same level, it is naturally impossible to escape from the victors with all the things that have been taken out for battle.

So... In this case, the scene became more and more out of control!

"Big Brother, are you sure Dao Ancestor will punish them?" By the side of the mountain, Nuwa looked at the human races pinched out by Own. After a long time of hard work, they were specially drawn out in that area. Only the Realm of the mortal creatures she made In, Human Race has successfully grown up.

The human race wants Immortal Ascension, after Immortal Ascension, the human race will face the real prehistoric world!

And at this time, those purple skiers made a mess of this wild land. The wild land was gradually getting better. Nuwa didn't think that if the current human race went out, there would be any good results.

"Relax! It's almost! It's almost!" Fuxi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said Heavenly Dao's answer. His face was like golden paper. Under Little Sister's frequent questioning, he was almost drained by Heavenly Dao. NS.

"Huh! You said that a thousand years ago! You said the same two thousand years ago! You started to say that ten thousand years ago!"

"For the great creatures, ten thousand years is nothing!" Fuxi defended. Heavenly Dao only said that it was soon, without telling him the specific time, what can he do?

And, if it wasn't for him, the Little Sister, to ask over and over again, would he be squeezed out by Heavenly Dao?

"Heh!" Nuwa glanced at his Big Brother and sneered, saying that he didn't believe it at all!

"Then I'll wait a little longer, but don't forget your words, if there are people in Human Race Immortal Ascension, you can teach Human Race yourself!"

"Relax! I won't forget it!" Fuxi was silent for a while before saying so.

After all, even if the creatures in the fairyland are isolated from entering, the human race is still a race that can't stand a breeze or a little drizzle.

In this way, someone could gradually touch the birth standard of the prehistoric creatures, which really surprised him.

Then, at this moment, an accident from the chaos attracted everyone's attention.

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