Global Creation: Only I Create the Prehistoric World

Chapter Seventy Mythological Concepts, Queen Mother of the Great Rossi!!

“The Realm of Taiyi?”

Luo Hu felt the state of his body and couldn’t help but mutter. In the chaos, there is no so-called realm division between gods and demons.

Whether it is a peak god or a top god or a top god and demon, it is just a name used between them to distinguish between strength and weakness.

Demons are born in the Dao, and as long as they exist, they will become infinitely stronger until they completely grasp their own Dao.

Therefore, even if it was as strong as the Open Heaven Pangu, it was only a powerful peak demon in the eyes of the gods and demons.

However, with Pangu opened up a flood. Hundreds of tribes in the world are fighting for the front, and heaven and earth are contending for the sound.

Under the newly born rules, the concept of cultivation and the concept of cultivation system began to appear in the midst of the flood.

Even if the Dao Dao Demon fell into the flood, it would have to follow the rules of this world.

And the Luo Throat, who had repaired his own mutilation from the Great Avenue, was at this time the Taiyi Realm.

It was also the ultimate before Da Luo had yet manifested. In the midst of the ordinary flood that Su had heard of in his previous life.

Tai Yi was just an ordinary realm, and being able to use a few points of heaven and earth power and mobilize some Dao Dao thoughts was already the limit.

But this is not the Great Luo Honghuang that Su Tian created. In the midst of the Great Luo Flood Wasteland.

Tai Yi, an innate flame that has evolved in the body, can deduce all avenues, peek into all material vitality, arrange the state of the avenues, and play the sentient beings.

Those who are idle can travel through the flood and not perish, and the best of them, such as the Hongjun generation, can seduce the luck of heaven and earth, and can even become a world of their own

Even in a world as orderly, precise, and unassailable as the Great Luo Honghuang.

Tai Yi is still the supreme power under the Great Luo Powerful who controls all time and space and can subvert the past and future.

And now, in the world of the unborn Great Luo. Tai Yi is the ultimate in everything.

“The world Pangu has created is really interesting, complete rules, precise order, connected paths, and even…”

As he spoke, Luo Hu set his eyes on the desolate land.

“Even a speck of dust, a small flower, and a deep sea have the foundation to condense the world.”

Yes, in the current flood, all existing creatures have the potential to evolve into one world.

This was also the supreme foundation that Su Tian had exhausted more than ten Divine Sources and laid down for the flood

The Great Luo Honghuang in Su Day’s heart is infinite, as infinite as the Great Luo, and every flower and every speck of dust here may give birth to a world

Only such a magnificent world is worthy of the Great Luo in Su Day’s heart.

However, the current flood is still far away.

Although Luo Hu sighed at the subtlety of the flood, he did not pay attention to it either.

To Him, this heaven and earth is nothing more than a world in which He once left a Son.

However, immediately, his face changed slightly, and the Demon Avenue reflected the entire flood.

All the rumors about the flood had fallen into Luo Yu’s ears since this time.

Although He has been asleep for an unknown number of years.

But with the unremitting efforts of Hongjun and others, the image of Luo Yan in the hearts of all beings in heaven and earth.

It has become a demon who wants to destroy heaven and earth. Luo Zhen really did not take this to heart.

As Pangu Zhinian once said, the pride of the gods and demons comes from the fact that only the gods and demons that the soul ignores everything can be called the gods and demons.

“Samsara?”

After Luo Hu swept into the flood, he felt an extremely powerful and familiar aura in the north of the flood.

It was the one that had once stood on three legs, and with the minimum number of gods and demons, the entire chaos was forcibly balanced.

One of the most ancient demons, the breath of the reincarnation demon. The three thousand avenues are connected to each other.

He could feel that the true spirit of reincarnation was sleeping in the middle of the path. But if He let His breath exist in the wilderness.

Then, it won’t be long before the eye-bothering reincarnation demon will appear in the world again.

“Don’t even think about it, old fellow, don’t try to get in my eyes again!!”

Luo Hu smiled slyly.

In the midst of chaos he did not have a vendetta against samsara, but was at odds with all the gods and demons.

As far as the Avenue of Demons is concerned, he is not disorderly or orderly, and he does not obey the orders of neutrality.

Instead, he wants to assimilate, devour all avenues, and the first thorn in the head of chaos! Airplanes!!

Next, his feet were in vain, and the Demon Avenue came out violently. Straight to the north of the flood, killing the place where the Wu Clan was.

He wanted to crush that little breath of samsara and forcibly increase the sleeping time of the samsaric demons.

At this time. Among the witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches worshipped Pangu’s finger bones on a daily basis.

Subsequently, some future plans for the Wu clan were arranged.

In fact, it is said to be a plan, but the so-called plan for the witch clan in this almost barbaric period is nothing more than to advise some of the little witches in the clan.

For example, have more dolls, don’t go out hunting in the dark, don’t steal eggs from demons.

I don’t know if it’s because of Pangu’s heredity. The people of the Wu tribe are always extra skinny.

If it weren’t for the incomparably powerful Twelve Ancestral Witches, those little witches of the Wu Clan would not have known how many times they had died.

Last time, the same spirit of the sun and the stars, Emperor Juntaiyi, traveled into the flood for the first time.

Although the two sides quarreled over who was Pangu orthodox, the overall situation was relatively pleasant.

Until……

A certain bear child named Dayi tried to shoot Emperor Jun with a slingshot, breaking this peace.

Since then, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have often done ideological work for their witches, but the basic meaning is that they do not have the strength to die.

With the strength to wave at will.

Even Su Tian, once inadvertently, passed by the Wu Clan and heard their educational core.

It really is Pangu orthodoxy, the horror of the skin.

“Hongjun, what do you think of the Luo Ju Divine Demon?”

Di Jiang, as the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, took the lead in breaking the calm and said.

Candle Jiuyin took a sip of the tea on the table and drank it lightly, and his eyes were ancient, as if there were countless past and future evolutions.

“The Avenue of Demons, moody and angry, good and evil are inseparable, as the only god and demon in the flood and the wilderness now, in the countless futures I have observed, he is almost all on the side of a few, or rather, on his own side.”

Di Jiang nodded slightly, “That is to say, he may indeed cause harm to the world left by the Ancestor.” ”

“But, as Hongjun said, he does not want to annihilate the world.”

“Yes, he is the Avenue of Demons, not the Destruction of the Demon, the destruction of the flood is of no benefit to him, although the Demon is angry from the heart, but he is not a fool,” said Candle Nine darkly.

“Hongjun, there are demands, there are big plans!”

“Hongjun, he has a big demand, and even counts the flood and famine in it!”

Di Jiang and Candle Nine Yin said almost partly successively.

Di Jiang, the Way of Space, the Ancestral Witch of Palm Speed, the Spokesperson among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the strongest in strength and the highest in mind.

He is the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

As the ancestor of time, Candle Nine Yin is in charge of time, and he can glimpse the past and the future, and his words are extremely credible.

Among the ancestral witches, he was the most prestigious person besides Di Jiang.

The two of them said almost two words, and they saw through the fog that Hongjun had deliberately laid down. The eyes were dark.

This side of the world was left by the ancestors, and as the bloodline of the ancestors, Emperor Jiang did not allow anyone to threaten this world.

And Hongjun this person, not only has his shadow behind the Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe, but now he has spread the name of Luo Hu all over the world.

Ling Honghuang fell into the shadow of the Demon Ancestor. The demand behind this is very large, and the implications are very widespread.

If the Wu Clan wants to enter the game, it needs to be slowly planned. Di Jiang and Candle Jiuyin pondered carefully. The Wu Clan must not be a knife in the hands of others!

And the rest of the witches, you look at me, I look at you, and then they all hold their heads with their hands.

I understand it, you go on. As a matter of fact……

Zhu Rong: “Gonggong, do you understand the meaning of Di Jiang and Nine Yin of Candles?” ”

Gonggong: “I don’t understand it, but when I put on this pose, it seems like I understand it.” ”

Zombie: “+1”

Xuan Di: “Sister Houtu, tomorrow we will go to pick flowers.” ”

Hou Tu: “Good, good~”

The Wu Clan has many simple minds, and the birth time is still short, but it is not surprising that Zhu Rong can’t understand the plot in this.

Emperor Jiang and Candle Nine Yin Palm Time and Space. Therefore, the mind is as numerous as the stars. Put another way.

The IQ of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is currently on both of them. The rest of the ancestral witches, you told them to fight, there is nothing to say.

If you use your brain, you might as well kill them.

After all, can you expect a life-angry, angry iron-headed baby to use his brain?

“I will move and suggest that the Wu Clan will not enter the game, and I will wait for it to be done slowly.”

“If Luo Hu really wants to annihilate the flood, we naturally can’t let it go, if anything else, the flood is rolling in the wind, the destiny is constantly flowing, and what really exists between Hongjun and him has nothing to do with us.”

But the Wu Clan, like a dragon and phoenix, must not become a sword in the hands of the Divine! ”

Di Jiang covered the coffin and said.

And the candle nine yin on the side is also slightly jaw-dropping.

The two brain-level figures nodded together, which was equivalent to the twelve ancestral witches making a decision together.

However, just when they decided that the witches would not participate in this demonic battle… Thundered!!!

Bang!!

Between heaven and earth, a mighty demonic aura unabashedly attacked the Wu Clan. The tyrannical rhyme stains everything like ink.

Everywhere they passed, all those who were contaminated with demonic qi were full of desire, their eyes were scarlet, and they fell into the path of the devil.

“Rahu!!”

Di Jiang instantly felt Luo Hu’s breath. The twelve ancestral witches are linked by the same qi.

Get up all. Bang!!

The Twelve Laws are in full swing.

Suddenly, it was as if a barbaric and ancient breath burst out. It was as if it had brought everything to an endless war era.

“Don’t let him enter the land of the witches, otherwise it will cause panic among the children!”

The twelve ancestral witches came out at the same time.

The Dijiang Space Avenue is running.

In the land of the witches, 100,000 miles away. Above the heavens, stop Luo Hu.

“Pangu’s flesh and blood?”

Luo Yan tilted his head and looked at the twelve ancestral witches in front of him, his nose twitching slightly.

It was like smelling Pangu.

“Elder Luo Hu, I don’t know what it is like to go to my witch clan in such a posture!”

Di Jiang said unashamedly.

“Everything that Hongjun Daoist friends preach, my Wu Clan is not half involved, and the Wu Clan does not want to get involved in the things you are waiting for.”

“So, I don’t know what Luo Ju’s predecessors want!”

Luo Hu tilted his head and glanced at the ancestral witches one by one, and finally his eyes stopped on the youngest Hou Tu.

“Hey hey, Hongjun? The kid who was tainted with a bit of the atmosphere of the end of Pangu? ”

“That’s just boring guys.”

“I’m here this time, just for one thing, I’ll leave when I’m done…”

Luo Hu looked at Hou Tu with interest.

Emperor Jiang looks

When it came to Luo Hu’s eyes, his face was suddenly not good, and he blocked in front of Hou Tu’s body.

Sensen said in a tone, “I don’t know what happened to my predecessors?” ”

“Oh, a little thing, I want her life!”

Luo Hu held out his finger and pointed faintly at the back soil.

Subsequently……

The whole flood was eerily quiet, and the insect and beast clans that had originally roared on the earth were all quiet at this moment.

It was as if something terrible was about to happen.

“Huh?”

A smile did rise on Emperor Jiang’s face.

The next second, however. Thundered!!!

The Twelve Great Laws and the Twelve Heavenly Horror Breaths were instantly violent. North of the flood, above the sky.

It was as if an eternal giant had resurfaced.

Although the twelve ancestral witches were all half-step Taiyi, they were connected by the same qi and blood.

The mastery of the Dao was even more exquisite, and even the Taiyi-level strong people had suffered a lot of losses in their hands.

After the Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe, although the Wu Clan did not make a statement, many great psychics understood what kind of terrifying strength the Wu Clan had.

As the last of the twelve ancestral witches, the youngest ancestral witch can be said to have been loved by his brothers and sisters.

Even Zhu Rong, who had the hottest temper, did not dare to speak loudly to his delicate sister.

And now.

You, a god and demon who have just been reborn, actually said in front of the twelve ancestral witches that you want the life of the Hou Tu?

“It’s really worth it, the strongest iron-headed baby!”

As soon as he stopped cultivating, he noticed Su Tian, who had changed in the midst of the flood.

Shinobi couldn’t help but smile.

He knew that Luo Hu would never let him down. He’s like a catfish in the catfish effect. It will always bring surprises to the flood.

“This time it is in front of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to ask for the life of Hou Tu, and the next time it will not be in front of Emperor Jun, saying that it is time to play with the sun.”

“Probably not…”

“It shouldn’t be so iron…”

Thinking of Luo Hu’s record of snatching away the Heavenly Axe and playing the Great Mill of Annihilation.

Even Su Tian was a little suspicious. Anyway, though.

Due to Luo Hu’s recklessness, the Wu Clan, who had originally planned to stay out of the matter, was forced to participate in this battle of Dao Demons.

And all this is what Su Tian wants to see the most.

A big family? Don’t even think about it, the Hundred Schools of Thought is what Su Tian wants to see, even if he reaches the realm of Da Luo, he can’t really dominate the entire flood.

Great Luo Hong Famine, Great Luo Hong Famine.

Only Da Luo is qualified to be a chess player, but the heavens and the earth are so great that thousands of beings are born. Chess players are such things, the more the merrier.

Su Tian looked at his points, although he did not participate in the exam very seriously.

But he now has a thousand points. Successfully qualify.

More importantly.

His points are already redeemable, the mythical concept of the Queen Mother of the West. The points redeemed will not affect the provincial and regional competition assessment points. Su Daylight opened the exchange mall.

Without hesitation, he chose the mythological concept that everyone regarded as only for collecting purposes.

Queen Mother of the West. The next second, a small jade pendant exuding a mythical atmosphere appeared in Su Tian’s hand. Above this jade pendant, carved is a fierce beast with nine leopard tails. He held the jade pendant.

The mind flutters. Floating above the flood. Stand at the top of Kunlun.

Condescending to look at Kunlunshang.

Fuxi protects Nüwa, who is still in the process of being conceived.

The two future gods that are the most important to the protagonist of heaven and earth, the human race, are not yet completely present in this world.

And in Kunlun.

It was as if the entire Kunlun Co-Lord’s aura was still being nurtured, but it had never manifested its true form.

Su Tian took out the jade pendant with one hand. Cheer up ~ the forehead is shining brightly.

The divine power continued to disintegrate the jade pendant in his hand. Suddenly, time was in front of him.

An aura of divinity and domineering came over the face.

“Jade Mountain is the residence of the Queen Mother of the West.” The Queen Mother of the West is like a human, the leopard tail and tiger teeth and good roar, the hair is victorious, and it is the strength of Si Tian and the five remnants.”

The so-called Jade Mountain is the so-called Kunlun Mountain.

The strength of heaven represents the power of all the world, and the five remnants of heaven represent the most terrifying limits of all beings in the world.

In the world, the head of the goddess.

It was not in that ordinary flood that became Hongjun’s sitting down virgin wife, the so-called Queen Mother’s Lady.

The true Queen Mother of the West is the divine of the supreme and the most fanatical among the countless innate sacredness. And the West Queen Mother, which is constructed from a mythological concept, exudes an indescribable atmosphere of fear.

Born Tai Yi, opening his eyes will change the color of heaven and earth.

“Awake, the true master of Kunlun Mountain, awakened…”

Fu Xi who has the appearance of too high gossip in his eyes.

Look at the gloomy sky and the constantly trembling Kunlun Mountain. Whisper softly.

The next moment. Thundered!

Kunlun Heaven and Earth, millions of sentient beings, and the spirit of the mountains under the heavens seemed to be celebrating together.

The goddesses of the heavens, all the divine beings transformed by the yin qi were touched in their hearts, and they slightly saluted where Kunlun was.

A graceful and magnificent figure stepped down from above Kunlun. In his eyes, there seemed to be the tyranny of heaven.

Great Luo Honghuang, the lord of the sacred mountain Kunlun, the Queen Mother of the West is alive! And this is not an ordinary Queen Mother of the West.

Before the mythological concept completely appeared, Su Tian planted the concept of Da Luo in the heart of the Queen Mother of the West.

That is to say, she was born to know the meaning of Da Luo.

It is not the holiness of raising eyebrows that only knows the name of Da Luo and does not rhyme with the true meaning.

Even Hongjun, who had painstakingly pondered Da Luo’s true intentions, was only equal to her understanding, and might be half a point inferior.

“A big family, a peony alone, that is not interesting.”

Su Tian said playfully in mid-air.

In his eyes, above the river of time.

On the originally empty chessboard, there were already several more figures.

Luo Throat, who had awakened from an endless slumber, did not know it but did fall on the border of Da Luo.

Misunderstanding Da Luo, painstakingly managing everything, but also mistakenly hitting and bumping into the majestic Hongjun of Ming Da Luo.

Sleeping in the middle of the Dao, under the guidance of obsession, you can realize the Pangu of the Great Luo Dao Fruit at any time.

And this was born in the mythological concept, born Taiyi, the Queen Mother of the West who sat in Ming Da Luo.

These four beings are the chess players closest to Da Luo.

In the original flood, the situation of the Hongjun family’s dominance was completely broken. And whether it is the Twelve Ancestral Witches or Emperor Jun Taiyi, Fuxi Nuwa, or the rest of the innate sacred.

They all have the qualifications to carry the Great Lo Dao Guo.

Da Luo is one, the only one, the beginning of everything, but not the end of everything.

In Su Day’s plan, only when the first Great Luo appeared in the world, everything had just begun.

With the birth of the Queen Mother of the West.

Originally, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, Hongjun inside the Purple Heaven Palace suddenly opened his eyes. He felt it.

In the years when there were only three people facing each other, a shadow appeared in the sky. The shadow was overbearing.

“Kunlun Sacred Mountain, I haven’t seen it for a long time, I should visit it!”

A gentle breeze.

The next second, the Hongjun who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly disappeared. And then…

Above Kunlun, a touch of great majesty suddenly exploded. Daozu Hongjun, suddenly descended into the world!!

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