Journey to the West: Hongmeng Library, Hongmeng Ranking!

After a long time.

Heaven and earth are quiet….

A brutal battlefield.

God, a rift.

The clouds dissipate.

Starfall!

A black hole at the end of the sky.

Sky… Broken!

Earth, endless chasm.

Dao Dao is billionaire.

Billions of deep!

The ground, completely collapsed….

Heaven and earth have not yet been buried at this time.

It is because there is also a pillar of heaven between heaven and earth.

The backbone of Pangu is supported by the Buzhou Mountain.

This is the moment.

Journey west to the creatures of this world.

They saw the scene of the void of the Hongmeng Library.

Finally remembered again.

Pangu!

Eternity.

Magnificent!

Majestic!

The destructive qi machine between heaven and earth is scattered wantonly.

The weak creatures died completely in this great battle.

After a long time.

Horizon.

“Ahem.”

Donghuangtai spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

And Fuxi beside him was no better.

Gas machine collapse.

Fall at any time.

Meantime.

Above the sky.

Only two ancestral witches remain.

Zhu Rong looked at Gonggong.

Gonggong looked at Zhurong.

Yes.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, only the ancestor of fire Wu Zhurong and the ancestor of water worked together.

“Haha.”

Gonggong looked at Zhurong and laughed…”Zhurong, isn’t it ironic?” All belong to the arms of God the Father, and in the end you and I are left. ”

“Haha… Ahem…”

Zhu Rong coughed.

Looking at the co-work, or mocking.

Just like since the birth of the twelve ancestral witches.

He just doesn’t see co-work.

Similarly, Gonggong does not look at Zhurong.

Fire and water are incompatible!

That’s how they always have been.

The two did not glance at Fuxi and Donghuang Taiyi from beginning to end.

Zhu Rong looked at Gonggong and said with a smile: “Gonggong, you and I fought thousands of yuan meetings, fought thousands of yuan meetings, and now my brothers and younger brothers and sisters are gone, I admit defeat, I admit that I can’t fight you.” “

Listen to Zhurong’s words.

Gonggong seemed to instantly think of what Zhurong was going to do.

With the temperament of Zhurong.

Admit defeat?

Simply impossible!

Fought for countless years, fought hundreds of millions of times.

Gonggong knows Zhurong best!

“You Hugh…”

Co-workers have to refute it.

“I beg you!”

Zhu Rong suddenly hissed and interrupted the co-work.

I beg you!

Gonggong was stunned.

Zuwu never bent over and bent his knees.

Externally, only the father God Pangu is honored.

Internally, the elders and the young are humble.

The word “seek” was never in Zuwu’s dictionary.

But now Zhu Rong roared out.

“Sister Houtu is still there, they are all gone, who takes care of her!”

Zhu Rong finished speaking.

Co-work sluggishness.

Take care of the Houtu sister.

Yes.

And the Houtu sister.

Since the birth of the twelve ancestral witches, the eleventh ancestral witches have been taking care of the back soil.

Now that they are all gone, heaven and earth will be left with the back soil, and one will be left!

And at this time.

Zhurong looked at Donghuang Taiyi.

Just look at Donghuang Taiyi.

As for Fuxi….

In Zhurong’s heart, he has never been qualified enough!

“Donghuang Taiyi, the injury is not light! Are you still qualified to be my opponent? ”

Donghuang Taiyi looked at Zhurong.

Laughed.

Starting with the first battle of the Lich.

Zhu Rong and Donghuang Taiyi fought tens of thousands of times.

Invincible!

Zhurong is no match for Donghuang Taiyi.

The title of the first person under the saint did not come out of thin air!

The body of the Great Rijin Crow.

Donghuang Taiyi is not afraid of the origin of Zhurong’s fire.

Zu Wu’s physical body is strong, and Donghuang Taiyi is also not afraid.

Because what he cultivates is the Avenue of War!

And Donghuang Taiyi also has the Chaos Bell.

The four ancestral witches together can hold on to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

But now.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi was damaged.

But why not!

He is the God of War!

Zuwu is belligerent!

How could he be afraid.

“If I don’t hurt, you dare to single me out. But I was crushed every time, and now I am injured, just give you a chance to single out! ”

“Hahaha!”

Zhu Rong laughed maniacally.

“Hahaha!”

Donghuang Taichi laughed along.

Tears came out.

Suddenly.

Donghuangtai raised his eyes.

Look at the sky.

Out loud:

“Hongjun Tiandao… There are no witches in the Lich, under the rules of the Heavenly Dao, the Lich is the same loss, the six saints of the heavens, then let Er wait and see, see what is a witch, what is a demon, what is a Lich! ”

“Good!”

“It is worthy of being Lao Tzu’s opponent, worthy of being the Eastern Emperor of the demon clan, and worthy of being the demon clan heavenly court that can be the opponent of our witch clan!”

Zhurong is excited again!

“Boom!”

Zhu Rong instantly rushed towards Donghuang Taiyi.

“Boom!”

Donghuangtai punched.

At this time.

There are no laws.

Donghuang Taiyi ran the Chaos Bell in the middle of condensation.

Although the Chaos Bell at this time is under the self-explosion of the eight-digit.

Forty-nine innate prohibitions have been broken, and more than thirty have been damaged.

But even so, it can still operate to suppress the power of the Hongmeng world, reverse the power of time and space of the heavens, evolve the power of the mysterious mechanism of the heavenly path, and refine the energy of earth, water, fire and wind.

The four heavenly powers.

This is why the opening of the heavens is called the opening of the heavens and the evaluation of the treasure.

Forty-nine innate prohibitions.

Even the twelve ancestors blew themselves up at the same time.

The Chaos Bell will not be damaged either.

“Bang!”

“Boom!”

The battle between Zhurong and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the void.

Fist to flesh.

It’s hand-to-hand combat!

Sad… But Henggu.

Lonely… But supreme.

The existence of eternity, the supreme circulation.

……….

“Take care of Sister Houtu!”

Zhu Rong finally hissed.

His Demon God Origin was about to run out.

The fighting method is coming to an end.

“Boom!”

Zhu Rong blew himself up.

“Boom!”

A sound.

Zhu Rong blew himself up.

Days, in the crack.

Ground, in the collapse!

At the same time.

“Buzz!”

A buzz.

A red hydrangea is thrown into the clouds.

Directly swept away the only wisp of Yuanshen left in Fuxi.

After a long time.

“Ahem.”

Donghuang Taiyi was still alive.

But at this time, there was only a trace of his origin.

If you want to live.

Co-workers do not shoot.

Donghuang Taichi can live.

But live with such a gesture.

Is he still Donghuang Taichi?

Is he still the first person under that saint?

He also deserves to be called God of War?

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the red hydrangea that swept away the wisp of Fuxi’s Yuan Shen, “Haha.” ”

Laugh.

Looking at the Chaos Bell, he said loudly: “Old friend, I am leaving, without me, who in heaven and earth is worthy of your Chaos Bell master?” ”

“Condensation!”

Donghuang Taiyi finally ran the law.

Roll up the Chaos Clock.

“Brother, I’m coming!”

“Boom!”

Donghuang Taiyi blew himself up.

The void picture of Hongmeng Library froze again.

And right now.

A shocking scene appeared.

The twentieth-floor attic dojo, the nineteenth-floor attic dojo, and the eighteenth-floor attic dojo of Hongmeng Library suddenly heard three voices before and after:

“Huh.”

“Hongjun.”

“Heavenly Dao.”

PS: Newcomers kneel for collections, flowers, evaluation votes …. Although it is a work that follows the trend, the current Westward Journey list seems to be me, and the setting is very complete, it will not be simple or constantly announce various lists, after all, there is a prefix in the title: [Hongmeng Library].