Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

Hongjun heard this and spoke softly.

"The death of the King of the East was due to fate; everything under the Heavenly Dao is predetermined."

"The general trend cannot be changed. To change it would be against Heaven; Heavenly Dao does not allow this situation to happen."

"The King of the East deceived the immortals and his actions damaged the operation of Heavenly Dao. Heavenly Dao was angry and I was just following Heavenly Dao."

"Daoyou is also the initiator of this matter. The source is here; if it were not for the Dao you taught, the King of the East would not have ended like this."

"Bullshit!"

Yang Gui shouted softly.

"Old man, don't put all the blame on me."

"If you say so, your disciple peed and killed a flower. Shouldn't this karma also be attributed to you?"

As expected of you, you are so skilled in distorting the facts.

Yang Gui was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He had achieved the purpose of this trip.

Fighting alone, with many means at his disposal, it would be difficult for Hongjun to kill him before he merged with the Dao.

His current strength is basically no longer afraid of the saints before the Hedao.

Looking at Hongjun with a twitching mouth, Yang Gui said coldly, "Old man, you are the ancestor of the Dao, and I am also the ancestor of the Dao."

"Although I don't know what you are calculating, I have some guesses in my heart."

"If you still stubbornly put your calculations on me, even if you are in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, I will try the sharpness of the Hedao realm!"

Boom!

As Yang Gui finished speaking, his momentum rose and increased.

The momentum rushed to the sky, the laws of the chaotic world were distorted, and Yang Gui's strength went further, and he was in the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, and he succeeded!

Hongjun was shocked and did not dare to underestimate Yang Gui.

Recalling the previous incident when Yang Gui settled the cause and effect with him and asked for the law.

He had already seen that Yang Gui's path was to contain endless laws and control the laws.

Compared with his way of becoming a Taoist by killing three corpses and finally entrusting his soul to the primordial heavenly way, his combat power is many times stronger.

Being able to fight against a saint in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos, the combat power of this path is enough to prove its strength.

Compared with Hongjun, a saint who achieved the Tao by trickery and is immortal; Yang Gui's path is similar to Pangu, but a little different.

Once successful, it will be great freedom and freedom.

"Daoyou are so courageous!"

Hongjun sighed, "Daoyou's path is not something that ordinary Chaos Demon Gods dare to imagine."

"But the primordial heavenly way is about to be perfected. Daoyou is in the primordial world, comprehending the primordial heavenly way, and finally breaking through the realm of the heavenly way of the Immortal Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Chaos is simply hopeless."

How can you break the sky with force when you are in prison!

Even though Pangu was a Chaos Demon God, he eventually fell under the arrangement of the Great Dao and created the primordial world.

Yang Gui knew what Hongjun meant, but his path might be as difficult as ascending to heaven for others, but it was just a matter of time for him.

The more you comprehend the laws, the harder it is to comprehend the laws.

Even with his comprehension, he was the first to comprehend the laws that were relatively simple for him. Once he got to the end, Yang Gui himself didn't know how much time and laws he would need.

But the effect was obvious.

At least facing the current Hongjun, he already had the strength to fight.

Yang Gui already had a preliminary plan for this matter.

Spreading the ten thousand ways to the prehistoric world was the first link of his plan.

This was also one of the reasons why he fought with Hongjun today.

It was both to establish prestige and to lay out a plan.

Yang Gui said in a calm voice, "My way is controlled by me; whether I can break through, fellow Taoists will wait and see."

After that, he left the chaos and flew into the prehistoric world.

Prehistoric world, East China Sea.

The prehistoric sacred who had just participated in the battle felt the breath revealed in the chaos, and was shocked and envious.

After a long time, the fighting momentum disappeared.

Yang Gui appeared intact in the prehistoric world from the nine heavens.

This scene shocked all the prehistoric saints who were watching the battle between the two sides.

Shangqing Tongtian sent a message to his two brothers beside him, "This one is indeed a saint."

If he can fight against a saint and not be defeated, what else can he be but a saint?

Taoist Taiqing sighed slightly, "Welcome to Daozu Guixuan!"

Crack!

As this sentence fell, the heaven and earth felt it.

The power of luck that had not descended before appeared again and descended on Yang Gui.

Three golden wheels of merit appeared behind Yang Gui, stepping on the twelfth-grade pure white lotus, holding the Chaos Lingbao Five Elements Tower, and floating in the void.

Dignified and sacred!

"Welcome to Daozu Guixuan!"

"Welcome to Daozu Guixuan!"

All the prehistoric saints bowed their heads and shouted.

The momentum was so great that Hongjun in the chaos couldn't help but turn black.

The next second.

A powerful aura belonging to a saint appeared in the prehistoric world.

Saint Hongjun, carrying a tremendous might, also stood in the prehistoric void.

All the prehistoric saints who saw this scene felt a little helpless.

The two of them are fighting, and it is the prehistoric gods who are suffering!

"Welcome to Taoist Ancestor Hongjun!"

Taoist Taiqing suppressed his helplessness and continued to shout.

"Welcome to Taoist Ancestor Hongjun!"

"Welcome to Taoist Ancestor Hongjun!"

Not only him, but all the prehistoric gods are the same.

Today's incident was caused by their deceiving Hongjun, and now they are found out, they can't help but feel guilty.

As prehistoric gods, they can't afford to offend Guixuan and Hongjun.

After hearing the prehistoric gods shouting,

Hongjun looked at the prehistoric gods below with some displeasure.

He had guessed eight out of ten of the things before, but the law cannot blame everyone.

As a saint, he couldn't blame so many prehistoric gods at the same time, so he had to give up.

Hongjun glanced at Yang Gui and said indifferently, "The way of heaven is running, you should protect it with all your heart, don't think of taking shortcuts; otherwise, everything under the way of heaven is false."

He looked at the prehistoric gods below with a warning look.

All the gods of the prehistoric world felt a thunderclap in their ears, and their ears were roaring.

It took a long time to come back to their senses, but they found that Hongjun Daozu had disappeared and had returned to Zixiao Palace.

What a narrow-minded guy.

Yang Gui thought disdainfully, and then said, "Ten thousand ways contend, the prehistoric world is prosperous; all the ways can reach what you want, don't lose your edge because of some distracting thoughts."

That's it.

The two Daozus fought openly and secretly, and the gods of the prehistoric world didn't know who to listen to for a while.

Looking at each other, they were a little speechless.

Finally, a voice broke the silence.

Western Zhunti stepped forward, looked at Yang Gui in the sky, and asked with expectation, "Daozu, is the method practiced by Dong Wanggong the way of evil demons?"

"The sword has double blades, which can hurt people and save people."

Zunti's face was overjoyed, "Please give me the law, Daozu!"

All the gods were also looking forward to it.

Boom!

There was a thunderclap in the sky.

Zhunti and other gods were so frightened that they trembled all over.

But it was the Heavenly Dao that felt it and issued a warning.

Yang Gui said slowly, "This method is within the Dao I have passed on. You can comprehend it yourself."

He has passed on the method, and they need to find out how to practice it themselves.

There is a famous saying in the previous life that there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people.

Everyone has different views on these countless laws, and the direction of practice is different.

As the ancestor of Taoism, Yang Gui is the source of all Taoism.

Every time these people comprehend a law, it will be more or less fed back to him.

Over time, he will comprehend countless laws at the fastest speed and refine himself.

Hongjun, the old guy, is calculating, and so is Yang Gui.

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at the countless Honghuang gods below, turned around and disappeared in the East China Sea.

"From now on, I am the ancestor of Taoism Guixuan!"

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Watching the two Taoist masters disappear separately.

The saints looked at each other and gradually disappeared in the East China Sea.

Today's battle had too much impact on these prehistoric saints, and it would take a long time for the quasi-saints to digest it.

When almost everyone had left, the demon emperor Jun looked at the calm surface of the East China Sea with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

"The leader of the male immortals is Dong Wanggong, who has no talent and no virtue, cholera in the prehistoric world, does not respect the way of heaven, and does not respect the Taoist ancestors! He has been killed by the Taoist ancestor Hongjun!"

"Demons, clear out the remnants of the East China Sea!"

"Promote the prestige of my demons!!"

"Kill!"

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, endless demons appeared again.

The demonic aura filled the sky, dispersing the endless golden clouds.

These were the demon soldiers summoned by Donghuang Taiyi from the Heavenly Court.

The faces of the ten demon saints were pale, and the demon gods around them were even more listless.

Donghuang Taiyi flew into Penglai with a large number of demons on his head, carrying the Chaos Bell.

This scene shocked the prehistoric saints.

"The demon clan is rising!"

Especially the twelve witch ancestors who had not yet left, who resisted the killing intent in their hearts and finally flew away.

"The demon clan, the witch clan's great enemy!"

Before the creatures of the East China Sea could react to the departure of the two Taoist ancestors, they saw the overwhelming demon clan descending from the sky.

In a panic, the East China Sea was once again bloody, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

"We all respect the demon king, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

The vast voice of Emperor Jun resounded throughout the East China Sea.

Establish prestige!

Emperor Jun took the opportunity of Hongjun killing Dong Wanggong to completely establish prestige in the East China Sea.

With majestic eyes, he looked into the depths of the East China Sea.

There, a group of ancient dragons sat, silently watching the blood flow into the East China Sea.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, was filled with grief and indignation. "Old Ancestor, are we just going to watch Di Jun exterminate my Scaled Armor Clan!"

"Ah..." Qing Long sat on the Ancestral Dragon and sighed softly, "The Dragon Clan has committed numerous sins and is entangled with boundless karma. It has long been difficult to protect itself."

"The Dragon Clan has only been able to offset some of the karma thanks to the Dragon Ancestor and Dragon Master's many calculations. It is no longer able to protect the Scaled Armor Clan."

"From now on, all the scale-armored people will become demons."

Ao Guang collapsed on the ground after hearing this, his face pale.

With boundless karma, many dragons not only could not improve their cultivation, but began to regress.

After so many epochs, Qinglong, who fell from the realm of Daluo Jinxian, has not yet recovered his strength.

And he, Ao Guang, has fallen to the realm of Taiyi Jinxian.

Looking blankly at the empty seat of Zulong, Ao Guang felt sad.

The words that Zulong told him before he left lingered in his ears.

"If the dragons want to protect themselves, they must make friends with the prehistoric tribes..."

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The war lasted for 30,000 years.

It spread from the East China Sea to the shore of the East China Sea.

It is still spreading to the prehistoric land, and the vassals of the three ancient tribes either voluntarily or were forced to join the demon forces.

All respect the demon king!

Di Jun used war to support war.

The ten great demon saints commanded countless demon gods and became famous in the prehistoric land.

The ten thousand ways passed down by Gui Xuan Daozu were presented one by one to Emperor Jun, the demon emperor in the heavenly court.

"My demon race will surpass the three ancient races!"