Universal Creation: I Added An Auction Group

"Then would you like to leave with me?"

Chen Mang asked.

"Are you the one who appeared before?"

The day after tomorrow hesitated and asked.

"Yes!"

Chen Mang nodded.

"As you wish, I will go with you!"

"However, I hope you can keep our witch clan..."

Hou Tu pondered for a while, and looked at Chen Mang eagerly.

The battle of the Lich is really too miserable.

There is no one in the entire Wu clan.

All twelve ancestor witches were killed in battle.

She is the only one left, to evolve into the underworld with her body, to complete the way of heaven, and she will never leave the underworld.

Only in this way can the survival of the Wu clan be preserved.

Therefore, she is willing to give everything if she really almost keeps the Wu Clan.

No matter what.

"Let's go!"

Chen Mang laughed, and another divine thought emerged from his figure.

One part is two, one spiritual sense takes Houtu away, and the other spiritual sense stays.

"Supreme Hell, it will be created soon!"

Chen Mang murmured softly.

The tree of death is basically mature.

Now Chen Mang is in retreat, and the immortal soul is in retreat, comprehending the method of enlightenment.

Part of the consciousness is communicating with the goddess of death, absorbing her understanding of the soul.

Now, after taking Houtu away, he still has a part of his divine sense to communicate with Houtu.

Therefore, after he leaves the customs, he can perfect the prehistoric world, and then use his strength to prove the way, create the underworld, and complete the millennium task given to him by the good fortune world.

Do it all in one go.

Chen Mang's divine sense brought Houtu directly into the world of godhead.

"Come here, you have got rid of all the karma with Heaven.

"However, the laws on your body are somewhat flawed."

"Go up, go to the altar, your Tao and Dharma will be completed, and you will become a true saint!"

Chen Mang said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Houtu said respectfully, and then she stepped onto the altar.

For a moment, the prehistoric fairyland faintly boiled.

"The Witch Clan should be a powerful race~!"

Chen Mang smiled lightly, then quietly felt the baptism of Houtu.

Chen Mang murmured softly, then took light steps, and arrived in front of Nuwa Palace in an instant.

"Your Majesty, please come in!"

Before Chen Mang could speak, a cold voice came from Nuwa Palace.

Chen Mang did not hesitate, and directly stepped into the Nuwa Palace.

In the vast palace, a woman sits cross-legged in the middle.

Not to mention the beauty, and its holiness.

Making people out of clay, Nvwa mending the sky, Nvwa high media, etc., her deeds are too many.

This is a supreme saint.

He is a virtuous saint.

"Your Majesty, why do you want to be the emperor and write poems..."

Seeing Chen Mang, Nuwa said leisurely.

After the Conferred Gods ended, she learned the identity of Chen Mang.

"Inscribe the poem first, I will kill it, and replace the Emperor!"

"So, it's not me who inscribed a poem on your statue."

Chen Mang shook his head.

Some things are better explained clearly.

"I see..………"

Nuwa was a little disappointed, but relieved.

How could a strong man who could shatter the alliance between Taoist ancestor and Heavenly Dao do such unbearable things.

"In this world, saints are already a bottleneck that you cannot break through.

"If you are willing, I can help you and bring you to a wider world!"

"There, Saints is just a new beginning.

Chen Mang extended an invitation to Nuwa.

"You, are you inviting me?"

Nuwa asked calmly.

"Yes!"

Chen Mang said.

"The saint is just a new beginning, when we get there, will you protect me?"

Nuwa asked, feeling that there was a misunderstanding, and added: "I am a saint due to merit, and in terms of combat power, I am the weakest among saints.

"Will do!"

"And, there is the base camp of the human race!"

"The human race, in that world, belongs to one of the strong races and forms an alliance with thousands of races. What you worry about will not happen."

Chen Mang explained.

"Human race, are they so powerful?"

Nuwa asked in shock.

After all, the human race was created by her.

"Humans are inherently weak, but their acquired potential is still very strong.

"In addition, there are so many human races in Tianwaitian. The human race you created is just one of them."

Chen Mang explained with a smile.

"good!"

"I'm invited!"

"Then I will trouble you, Your Majesty!"

Nuwa thought for a while, and put her palm on Chen Mang's.

For her, she has already stayed in this world for endless years.

Now, she is naturally moved to have the opportunity to go to other worlds.

"Let's go!"

Holding Nuwa's hand, Chen Mang's figure flashed, appeared on an altar, and disappeared immediately.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, another divine sense walked towards Guanghan Palace from another altar.

Today's world is full of statues and altars of Chen Nong.

He can appear in this world at any time.

It can also be said that Chen Mang is everywhere.

Guanghan Palace.

Incomparably cold, incomparably cold, incomparably empty.

One person, one rabbit, sun laurel.

There is no other life.

"Would you like to leave the land of wide cold?"

Chen Mang didn't talk nonsense, and walked to Chang'e.

Said calmly.

If it weren't for the emergence of a lunar world in the prehistoric world, Chen Mang might have really planned to move the moon away.

"Naturally, I've had enough of this place!"

Chang'e didn't hesitate at all, she knew Chen Mang's identity, and also knew that Chen Mang could really take her away.

She is just a fairy.

Although he is immortal, he cannot leave this cold, empty, and uninhabited place.

Chen Mang didn't say anything, and left directly.

Throughout the process, Tianting (played by Li Zhaohao) also knew what happened here.

However, the Heavenly Emperor dared not say anything.

The human race is really good without occupying the heaven.

Chen Mang disappeared, and another divine sense appeared as Chen Mang.

This time, he looked at the Thirty-Third Heaven.

"Fellow Daoist, please come to Zixiao Palace for a while!"

At this time, the only one who dares to call Chen Mang a Taoist friend is Daozu.

"Buzz!"

Chen Mang's figure flashed, and he appeared directly in Zixiao Palace.

"Fellow Daoist is still a divine sense, but it's becoming more and more terrifying!"

"I'm afraid that if your true self makes another move, the invisible avenue will not be able to stop you!"

Daozu couldn't help but said with emotion.

"It's all about karma, I won't send you out of the country for no reason.

Chen Mang shook his head, showing his kindness.

At least there is no malice.

"Can the Dao of Heaven manifest itself?"

Chen Mang asked. .