The Green Heavenly Dao Lord of the Flood Barrens

In the Yujing Mountain, Hongjun Old Ancestor sat on the futon with a flat face, and below him, there were several quasi-saint-level powerhouses, in addition, there were still three balls of green qi floating on the side, shaking slightly, as if listening to the sound of Hongjun’s avenue.

For a long time, when the first sermon was finished, the major powerhouses saluted Hongjun and left, only the three groups of Qingqi still sat here.

These three groups of green qi are the Pangu Sanqing in the future, but they have not yet transformed into a form at this time.

At this time, their cultivation has just broken through the Heavenly Immortals, and there is still a long way to go from the future, even if they are Sanqing, they still need to cultivate from the basics step by step.

Ignoring Sanqing on the side, Hongjun looked at the center of the Hong Wilderness with a flat face, and a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

This time, I will definitely advance in one fell swoop, let the Xuanmen True Sect stand at the peak of the Flood Wilderness, and help me achieve the Mixed Yuan and step into the peak of the Mixed Yuan.

A trace of madness flashed in Hongjun’s eyes, over the years, his life was actually not very good, after all, the former Daoists had preached, he was still at the sub-saint level, although the combat power was not bad, but the realm was a hurdle.

In the western land, on the territory transformed by the body of ten thousand demon gods and demons, Luo Xiao was dressed in a black robe, looking down at the hundreds of millions of demon disciples below with a domineering face.

“This calamity, my Demon Gate will definitely crown the flood desolation, and the ancestor will also advance to the mixed yuan and become the Supreme Demon Gate Demon Ancestor!”

A trace of madness flashed in Luo Xiao’s eyes, in addition, there was a trace of mighty and domineering declaration, which made people blood surging, so not strong.

Among these hundreds of millions of children, there were two very inconspicuous young men, who looked at the domineering Luo Xiao with a shocked face, and their eyes flashed with a trace of envy and madness that replaced them.

Since the two cultivators at this time were only at the True Immortal level and belonged to the bottom of the Demon Gate, no one noticed them.

They are the two new beings born in the body of the Chaos Demon God, the Amitabha Demon God, and the two Western saints in the future.

Among these hundreds of millions of demon disciples, no one could guess how high the achievements of these two would be in the future.

There is no way, the top of the Spirit Mountain is too barren, they have no way to seek the Dao, they can only join the Demon Gate in exchange for a chance to listen to the Dao.

It may be precisely because of staying here all year round that one thought will become a demon and a Buddha in the future.

On the mountainside of Zhou Mountain, two giant pythons were constantly spitting out letters, and they had not yet turned into a true immortal cultivator.

They are the later Emperor Fuxi and Virgin Nuwa, when Pangu opened the sky to fight the Yin and Yang Demon God, and a trace of Yin and Yang fell on Pangu’s body.

Later, Pangu turned into a flood, and these two wisps of yin and yang fused Pangu’s two veins and became a new life form.

As if sensing the arrival of calamity, the two giant pythons shrunk and continued to cultivate.

At this time, at the foot of Zhou Mountain, in a hidden small world, a long-standing and ancient hall exuded the aura of eternity.

In the main hall, above a huge pool of blood, twelve drops of blood were constantly boiling, as if something wanted to break out.

In addition, in the Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Daoist robe man in front of him, insisted for a long time, and finally worshipped him as a teacher, and then learned that this person’s name was Qiankun Laozu.

Qiankun also often walked out of the Qiankun Mountain Range and traveled through the flood wilderness, and along the way, he took two apprentices, Lingmu and Zhen Yuanzi.

Lingmu, derived from the fragments of the world tree, may be contaminated with a trace of the breath of the world tree, so he has been following Qiankun, and finally, through Qiankun’s test, he became his disciple.

The time for Lingmu to start was earlier than that of the ancestor of the Styx, so among the three generations of disciples of Qingyunxian Island, the ranking should be Lingmu, Styx, and Zhen Yuanzi.

During this time, Qingtian also accepted a disciple, who was also his closed emperor.

From the starry sky, the emperor star, the purple micro star, the imperial aura is very strong, and now there is already the cultivation of the holy emperor, second only to the pure yang daoist.

The killing of the flood famine began again, the innate race made a strong move, and with the subsequent beginning, more and more innate races were either eliminated and fled to the four poles of the flood famine, or they were exterminated.

In the end, above the entire Flood Barren Center, only the Five Innate Clans remained, Hongjun’s Xuanmen and Luo Jun’s Demon Gate.

These seven major forces occupied the center of the flood and famine, did not give in to each other, often fought all kinds of battles, and friction occurred one after another.

And at this time, in the chaos, inside the Hongmeng Pearl that had been traveling, an ancient, desolate, and sad boundless qi exploded throughout the Hongmeng Pearl.

Qingtian’s body had finally reached the realm of half-step immortality, and even he didn’t expect that he would break through at this time.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Qingtian looked in the direction of Hong Huang, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but show a smile.

After breaking through the half-step immortal, he found out at this time that after the development of the original flood famine reached a stage, the opportunity to the road to immortality would come.

At this time, looking at Honghuang again, Qingtian could see at a glance that many of the back hands from the Seven Ancestors of Hongmeng were born.

“It turns out that the slightest chance is in the flood waste, since this is the case, then the Buddha-figure will accompany you to play and see who can preach immortality in the end.”