Shendi Times: I have a prehistoric chat group

Jindan makes the world.

If possible, build a Jindan world.

Creation is like alchemy.

And the derived creatures, what about all the elixirs?

Jindan Genesis said. "

Flood Creation Group.

Taishang Laozi: "The world is like a pill, and the poor road is bound to refine the entire Jindan world." "

When Lao Tzu's words sounded in the group, the group directly quieted down.

Wait a minute... What did Lao Tzu just say?

The world is like a pill, refining a world?

Jindan Genesis said?

Yuan Shi Tianzun: "Brother, I really didn't expect it! For the first time, I found that you are actually such a whimsical idea, maybe you are the most rebellious person among our Sanqing." Junior Brother Tongtian, I misunderstood you for my brother. "

The Yuan Shi in the Kunlun Mountains is no longer like saying anything.

He could be considered to know why Lao Tzu wanted to refine the Transformation Golden Pill.

It turned out to be to test his Jindan Avenue!

In the beginning, he always disliked the deviant nature.

But now it seems that compared to Lao Tzu, this is really pediatric

! !

Jindan world, how did you come up with it?

Tongtian Sect Leader: "..."

Tongtian, who was in the Tongtian Realm, looked confused.

He didn't say anything, he was actually stabbed like that.

That's too much.

It turned out that in the heart of Senior Brother Yuanshi, he was a deviant person!

Don't say you don't know, say it's shocking.

Nuwa sage: "Senior brother thinks of novelty, and if he studies hard, he may get something one day." "

Jun Ti Saint: "Powerful." "

Pick up the saint: "Marvel. "

And Ye Chen was also looking forward to it at this time.

Who will be the next creator?

The world of desolation is still a great change.

If you build a few more worlds, it will definitely trigger changes in the entire world.

Maybe the Flood World will advance.

...........

Flood World.

In recent days, word has spread everywhere.

Lao Tzu refined a golden pill transformation form.

The danxiang floated for thousands of miles, and when it landed, it was Da Luoxian.

In this way, the creatures in their flood desolation are a little ashamed.

After a lifetime of cultivation, they are actually not as good as a golden pill transformation form.

"Great King, you said that if you eat the golden pill that comes out of the form, what changes will it cause?"

Who knew that this little demon, as soon as he made this statement, was directly swept away.

The power of the saints is immeasurable.

If you have attained mixed elements, you are a saint.

Ruling the universe, through thousands of calamities without grinding, stained with cause and effect without being clean. Exist with the heavens and with the Tao.

The saint is almost omniscient and omnipotent, and the saint is the "Tao".

The saint understands all things, the world, looks at the past, present, and future in his eyes, and plays out time and space, life and death, and reincarnation in his palm. When the mind moves, there is a change in the way of heaven, infinite and immeasurable, lifeless and immortal, returning to the void, can gather and scatter, do not give birth and do not die, ten thousand calamities are not grinding, transcend time and space, cause and effect do not stick to their bodies, swim outside things, do not take the cycle of time and space as the basis, and eternity and eternity.

He still knows the definition of a saint.

Perhaps his past life and present life can be known by people in the blink of an eye.

When this kid denigrates the saint's Dan, he is looking for death.

Wu tribe.

It's time for the Lich.

There are two eras of hegemony.

One is the witch race, and the other is the demon race.

The Wu tribe is the essence blood of Pangu, known as the descendants of Pangu, and dominates the entire flooded and barren land.

And the demon race is the atmospheric carrier of this era, in charge of the thirty-three heavens.

Since the first Lich War, everyone is looking forward to the next one.

After all, the time prescribed by that ancestor for a while is almost up.

Pangu Temple.

This is the shrine of the Wu clan, and it is said that there are things that can be derived from the Wu clan, and it is a sacred place for the Wu clan.

And today, Houtu is in a trance, as if he has a feeling in the underworld.

Inexplicably, it feels like something is going to happen.

Can't help but go to a specific stroll.

"The Lich Battle is dead. "

"But the Wu Clan Wuyuan God still has no way to solve it. "

"Even the Dao Ancestor didn't give an answer, is it true that our Wu Clan is not saved?"

As one of the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu has always been troubled by this matter.

And now it's just a trip that you can walk away.

Just walking, I don't know why I came to the sea of blood.

This made Houtu a little confused, and this matter can only be said to be an afterthought.

Near this sea of blood, within a radius of a million, there is no life, as if it is a dead land.

The thick smell of blood was spreading, and a trace of murderous aura was faintly emerging.

Houtu looked at all this suspiciously, and faintly felt uneasy.

But she was attracted by the scene in front of her.

It was a huge river, blood-red and bloody.

"Sea of blood?"

"Isn't this the territory of the ancestor of the Styx, how did I get here?"

Houtu secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that all this was destined in the underworld?

"Roar, roar!"

"Ah! It's so painful!"

The sea of blood is full of ghosts, they are roaring, and they are constantly making miserable sounds.

This is the sea of blood, and it is also the place where the ghosts of the entire flood world are summarized.

After the death of a living being, if there is no soul scattered, the spirit will not disappear.

And these spirits of them will all be dragged to an enemy.

Blood.

After death, there can be no transcendent life, no reincarnation, and can only endure never-ending suffering.

Staring at the twisted cheeks and the heart-rending screams.

There was a hint of unbearability in Houtu's eyes.

People die painful enough, and they actually have to suffer endlessly.

Shouldn't.

It shouldn't be!

Looking at all this, a fine light flashed in Houtu's mind.

Then she seemed to have an understanding.

"Reincarnation in your body!"

I see.

Since the opening of Pangu, endless unjust souls have gathered here.

Since the birth of the flood world, there have been great wars.

After the death of the living beings, the unjust souls were not dispersed, and they were all attracted by this sea of blood.

When gathered here, there is no liberation.

Although some of these people's sins are monstrous, there must be people who are not sinful.

Perfect reincarnation?

Reincarnation and endless life are the essence of flood and famine!

The back soil of great compassion and great kindness has a touch of resoluteness in his eyes.

She flew into the sky, looked up at the sky, looked down at the wronged soul, and an extremely firm voice came out.

"Now there is the back land of the Pangu clan, I would like to incarnate myself..."