"The mark of the Dao of Heaven has been erased! It's him who made another move!"
Ancestor Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had penetrated the three realms and six realms, and could see everything in the prehistoric world, but his eyes were full of hatred.
Planting the mark of heaven on the bodies of the two Chaos Demon Gods, Wind and Rain, is precisely for the purpose of being able to control them anytime and anywhere, so that these two assistants at the peak of Hunyuan can always be used for themselves.
However, the imprint of the way of heaven has been erased in a short period of time, and the ancestor Hongjun couldn't help but feel a sudden chill.
The mark of the way of heaven is branded by the power of the way of heaven. If you want to erase the mark of the way of heaven, unless the realm is above the way of heaven, or you can have the power to control the way of heaven.
No matter what these two reasons are, Patriarch Hongjun feels a complete crisis, and his situation will only become more difficult in the future!
The mysterious person had never made a move, and only Lin Pan could do it in the prehistoric world, and the ancestor Hongjun also believed in the later guess, that is, Lin Pan was already extremely proficient in controlling the way of heaven!
"I am the sole controller of the prehistoric way of heaven, and I am the spokesperson of the way of heaven!"
Ancestor Hongjun stood up slowly with piercing eyes, and came to the center of Zixiao Palace, looking down at the prehistoric world.
The reason why ancestor Hongjun can have today's achievements is all due to his status as the spokesperson of the way of heaven. Once he is abandoned or deprived, his ending is doomed to failure.
Ancestor Hongjun naturally understood what his destination would be after defeat, and he must be completely wiped out in the prehistoric world, with no possibility of existence anymore.
With the cultivation base of countless yuanhui, all the glory and body gained are all gone, and you can't bear to own it!
"Since you want to fight for the control of this heaven, let's wait and see!"
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder and thunder resounded in Zixiao Palace, and the majestic power of heaven gathered in Zixiao Palace. Under the pressure of this supreme coercion, the Thirty-three Heavens were crumbling!
Ancestor Hongjun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, absorbing all the power of heaven gathered here into his body.
With the continuous influx of the power of heaven, the aura of ancestor Hongjun is also constantly rising until it reaches its peak!
Only when the Dao of Heaven is strong, can Patriarch Hongjun possess stronger power, and the power to control the Dao of Heaven is also stronger.
Ancestor Hongjun made a big move, and the awe-inspiring suction from the 33rd layer spread to the entire prehistoric world!
Under the attraction of the power of heaven, the aura of the whole prehistoric region gathered in Zixiao Palace, and was fed back to heaven by Hongjun.
The Great Desolate Heavenly Dao has been damaged again and again during the calamity, and now it is on the verge of collapse. It is not an easy task to restore the Great Desolate Heavenly Dao, and it requires a huge amount of aura to nourish it.
And the aura used by the ancestor Hongjun to restore the prehistoric way of heaven all came from the prehistoric beings, devouring the opportunities and vitality of the prehistoric beings!
"Now, it's your turn to contribute to the way of heaven."
Ancestor Hongjun's eyes were completely replaced by indifference. Since then, Ancestor Hongjun has no more prehistoric creatures in his eyes!
"This What the hell happened, and why did it become like this!"
The screams of horror can be heard endlessly, and the wailing of pain can be heard everywhere in the prehistoric desolation. All the creatures have never imagined that they would encounter such a catastrophe.
In the prehistoric world, it was as if a wave of death had swept through it. The vegetation dried up, the fish and insects died, and the vitality of weak creatures was suddenly cut off!
Even those creatures with strong vitality obviously feel their own decline, as if their energy and energy have been hollowed out.
All creatures sensed the coming of the doomsday, and carried out unprecedented migrations, trying to get rid of the pitiful fate of being deprived of vitality.
But this catastrophe swept across the whole prehistoric, but there is no place for these creatures to hide in the great prehistoric.
Just when the wild creatures thought they were going to perish at this time, they suddenly got the news that there was a place in the wild that was not affected by the catastrophe.
Ever since, countless prehistoric creatures headed in that direction like a wave, and what they did was to seize a chance of survival!
And this place is at the foot of Meishan Mountain, the weakest place affected by the way of heaven!
Here is Noah's Ark in the end of the world!
Meishan.
"Ma'am, what is going on here, why are there so many creatures coming to Meishan?"
Red Boy asked with a worried face, this is not a good idea.?A sign, this may be heralding the danger of floods and famines!
The gathering of prehistoric creatures outside Meishan naturally attracted the attention of the immortals in Meishan, and they began to guess unconsciously, what kind of drastic changes have taken place!
"I'm afraid this time the crisis has affected the entire prehistoric world, otherwise it would be impossible to affect all living beings."
Zu Long frowned, and had a hunch from the bottom of his heart that this matter must have something to do with Hongjun Patriarch!
After the crisis of the two Chaos Demon Gods of Fengyu and Fengyu was resolved, Zulong, Shiqilin and Yuanfeng returned to Meishan, and it didn't take long for such a change to occur.
"No matter what the reason is, since these creatures are gathered here, we can't just sit idly by and distribute all the resources in Meishan to save as much as we can!"
The sage Nuwa was full of compassion, and couldn't bear to see the prehistoric creatures encounter such disasters, so she quickly ordered the immortals in Meishan to set out to maintain order and ensure that these creatures could survive.
"Yes, ma'am!"
All the immortals in Meishan responded in unison, saving the prehistoric creatures from fire and water, this is what they should do!
"Where are Husband and Pan'er now, do you ever know?"
The sage Nuwa asked Zulong, Shiqilin and Yuanfeng.
Great changes in the prehistoric world, this is an extremely dangerous omen, the Nuwa saint felt bored in his heart, and felt uncomfortable all over his body.
At least in the previous several calamities, the Nuwa saint has never seen such a scene, nor has he experienced such a feeling!
"The master is preaching in the Wuzhuang Temple, and the young master is sending the Chaos Demon God back to the Chaos Sea. They should be busy now."
Zu Long thought for a moment and replied.
"I hope that Husband and Pan'er can solve this catastrophe from the root cause as soon as possible, and don't let these innocent prehistoric creatures suffer from this catastrophe again."
Sage Nuwa sighed and understood everything.
The hearts of the immortals in Meishan are like a bright mirror. If there is a catastrophe that spreads far and wide in the prehistoric land, I am afraid that only Patriarch Hongjun can do this.
As the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven, Patriarch Hongjun did such a thing that endangers all living beings in the prehistoric world, and must be stopped!
But the Meishan immortals also understood that they were by no means the opponents of the ancestor Hongjun. From this moment on, whether Honghuang can return to the past and be stable depends entirely on Lin Xuanlinpan and his son!
"Let's go, let us guard this last pure land!"
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