The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"But, where should we go to find Li Huahun?"

Leader Tongtian said helplessly, Hongmeng is so big, it is almost impossible to find Li Huahun without special means.

Hongjun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches returned to Qin Jun. At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' faces were full of excitement, and the Twelve Capital Gods' Formation made them full of confidence.

Taiyi Changsheng was killed so easily by them, so do they already have the strength to challenge Hongmeng God?

When they thought of this, they became even more excited, but they did not dare to show it in front of Qin Jun.

"You should be able to find it."

Qin Jun looked at Ren Woxiao and asked. He remembered that Li Huahun once said that he had some special connection with Ren Woxiao.

Hearing this, I smiled, nodded, and said, "He is on the memorial monument in Xihongmeng."

Zhenling Monument!

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes. Could it be that Tai Yi Changsheng had obtained the Essence of Origin?

And where is the essence of Taiyi's longevity?

I killed too quickly just now and forgot about this.

"Thank you for your help. If you come to Xihongmeng in the future, I will treat you with the highest courtesy."

Li Fan came to Qin Jun, clasped his fists and said with a solemn face.

Qin Jun smiled and nodded, and said with deep meaning: "Practice well, you are the son of Hongmeng, this should be your weapon, not a disaster."

The sons of Hongmeng are all protected by the luck of Emperor Hongmeng. They are equivalent to the descendants or disciples of Emperor Hongmeng. Lord Qin loves the house and the bird, so naturally he is very fond of them.

Li Fan said solemnly: "Next time, I will definitely be stronger."

The incident of Tai Yi Changsheng also stimulated him a lot. This battle made him deeply aware of his own weakness.

If Taiyi Changsheng is too strong, he can't withstand a punch from Pangu, let alone him.

"Well, let's go and go directly to the Soul-Suppressing Monument."

Qin Jun turned to Ren Wo and said with a smile, as for the Emperor Ji and Zun Destiny in the distance, they had quietly left, and Qin Jun did not stop them.

Ji Di's opportunity comes from his respect for fate. No matter what the purpose of respecting fate is, Qin Jun believes that Ji Di can escape.

If Emperor Ji was dull-minded, how could he survive to this day?

After all, Ji Emperor is a famous fighting maniac. Wherever he goes, there are enemies everywhere.

The group left quickly.

Li Fan looked back at the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches fought against Taiyi Changsheng. The Hongmeng vitality and chaotic energy were still floating there, covering hundreds of billions of miles, like the scene after a tornado exploded.

Vaguely, Li Fan could still feel the remnants of Pangu's oppressive aura.

"The legendary Pangu who opened the sky..."

Li Fan murmured to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.

…

In the Hongmeng starry sky, Ji Emperor and Zun Destiny were galloping past side by side.

The expressions of both of them were gloomy. The Emperor was struck by the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation. Zun Destiny was unable to snatch Hongmeng's son and was in a bad mood.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Zun Destiny said: "You have to continue to become stronger, so strong that you can surpass Tai Yi Changsheng."

"Yeah." Ji Di responded.

The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit awkward.

Previously, they had vowed to capture Li Fan and step on Tai Yi to live forever, but in the end they fled in despair. Only they themselves understand the feeling.

At the same time, the news about Taiyi Changsheng's death was still spreading, and even caused a craze later.

That's when the creatures form a team to challenge the powerful ones at the top of the god list!

As long as those strong men fall, even if the creatures behind them cannot take his place, they can still rise in the ranking.

Of course, this is all for later.

…

In a big world, at the edge of the boundless ocean, I slowly opened my eyes and then stood up.

"It seems like something is coming."

I frowned, looked at the end of the horizon, and said to myself.

"Quick! Run away! Run away!"

At this moment, a voice rang in his ears, causing him to frown with boundless panic, and he immediately turned around and flew out of this big world.

However, he had not been flying for long when a red light appeared behind him, chasing after him.

In an instant, my hair stood on end, and I turned around to see that the distance between the red light and him was rapidly shortening.

"What's this?"

I was horrified. Before he could react, the red light suddenly accelerated and crashed into his body.

Immediately afterwards, I stopped suddenly, closed his eyes tightly, and there was a vague battle between two groups of energy in his body.

"Why? Why can't you tolerate me!"

The previous voice sounded in my body, and the tone was full of despair.

Soon, this voice stopped ringing, and my breath gradually became calmer.

I slowly opened my eyes, their eyes were red, my face became slightly ferocious, my sleeves were in the wind, and my aura gradually became stronger.

"This feeling... is so powerful..."

I twisted my neck and muttered to myself. My state was obviously different from before.

"The Essence of the Origin...the Son of Hongmeng..."

"The mission you have given me is so great."

…

West Hongmeng, Zhenling Monument.

Qin Jun and others rushed over. Just as Tai Yi Changsheng's clone was about to take action, he was quickly killed by Hongjun and his soul was gone.

They came to the top of the Zhenling Monument and saw Emperor Ling, Li Huahun and Jiugong Wushang lying on the ground.

"It's the Emperor of Heaven!"

Emperor Ling exclaimed in surprise, while Jiugong Supreme Principle snorted coldly and turned away.

Ren Woxiao walked up to Li Huahun, waved his hand to release his seal, and then hummed: "You brat, you are so embarrassing to Ren Woxiao."

Li Huahun walked slowly, twisted his wrist and said, "It's none of your business."

Ren Wo's smile instantly froze, while the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Master Tongtian, and Cheng Yaojin laughed heartily. Even Hongjun couldn't help but smile.

"Untie them both too."

Qin Jun ordered, "Let me laugh. This guy deliberately ignored Ling Emperor and Jiugong Supreme. He is really stingy."

Hongjun immediately waved his sleeves, and Emperor Ling and Jiugong Wushang were relieved.

"How to find the Essence of Origin next?"

Di Jiang asked curiously, Emperor Shi Wei once said that the essence of the origin is hidden here.

Qin Jun smiled slightly and stood up immediately.

There is an imprint of his soul in the soul-suppressing tablet. All he needs to do is pour in his magic power, and the soul-suppressing tablet will recognize its owner again.

boom--

At this moment, a giant hand that was taller than the Soul-Suppressing Monument reached out. This hand was completely blue, and you could even see the blood vessels like mountains and rivers, flowing with extremely strong magic power.

Hongjun waved Daochen and wrapped it, making it unable to move forward.

"He Fangxiao! Get out!"

Gonggong roared, causing the surrounding Hongmeng energy to surge violently.

Qin Jun turned his head to look, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze passed through the billowing sea of ​​clouds and landed on a figure tens of billions of miles away.

The man was wearing a white robe with a golden chair printed on his back. He had a cold face and white hair stuck to the back of his head. His eyes had no pupils and were only pitch black. His complexion was extremely pale. He looked at Qin Jun and others coldly.

"court death!"

Zhu Rong gave a loud shout and suddenly pushed forward with both hands.

The rolling flames turned into a wall of fire and swept away, pushing away the Hongmeng sea of ​​clouds, and crashed into the white-robed man unstoppably.

"Destroy."

The man in white robe whispered a word, and the wall of fire that seemed to split the Hongmeng starry sky into two instantly dissipated.

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