Pangu's body was faint, and on the line of time and on the surface of space, blood-colored fireworks, like walking worms, eroding the origin of the prehistoric world, and playing the burial song of destruction for this world.

It was a vast vast blood and fire that was boundless and endless, burning with unwillingness and resentment as fuel, and the void collapsed and time turned into nothingness.

Although the supreme sacred dies, its tangible body turns into the nourishment of this prehistoric world, there is still endless resentment and unwillingness. Even if the heaven and earth are overturned, the universe will not exist and will not disperse.

Pangu's eyes reflected a scroll of mountains and rivers, with blood rays soaking, water waves swinging the sky, swallowing the sun and the moon, and the infinite fireworks rushed up quickly, but Pangu waved his magic axe, and with one axe opened and closed, he buried everyone.

The deepest unwillingness and resentment, under the suppression of Pangu's great power, will eventually turn into endless disasters, forming an ultimate confrontation on the endless timeline, and it will not wash away all of this.

Pangu's body was completely gone, and he didn't know where he was going. Only the world was long and vast, with a ray of purple light, like a flash of lightning, passed through the void and fell into an unknown place in the East China Sea.

The waves in the East China Sea are scattered thousands of miles away, and the blue waves wash the blue sky. The desolate moonlight and water are mixed together on the boundless sea surface. Only the coast of the East China Sea is a deep and endless darkness.

The black light continued, turning into a huge vortex, which swallowed endless spiritual energy from all directions, like an upside-down funnel.

In the center of the vortex, there is a magnificent island.

The island is square, with cliffs on the edge, tsunamis and mountains collapsed, winds and waters surging, and waves surging. On the island, there is a pure yang energy that is vast and vast, as big as a canopy, covering the sun and the moon.

The pure yang energy gathers and disperses, and the rich spiritual energy on the island rolls in, and is then swallowed up by the pure yang energy whale.

Pure yang energy is endless, like a vast fire domain, and like endless rain of light. There is purple qi flowing, evolving everything, exploring the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and the root of all wonders.

Then the pure yang energy rolled into a ball, exploded with a loud bang, and saw a young man transforming into a Taoist robe, with a calm expression, and his eyes opened and closed, as if an infinite galaxy was reversed, all things were born and destroyed, and a new beginning was resumed.

"The innate sacred qi transforms from the pure yang energy into the form of the innate sacred sacred dynasty on this square pot island."

The young man looked faint, surrounded by sun and moon, surrounded by stars, and the infinite purple qi evolved into thousands of phenomena, opening up and ending, rising in this purple qi, creation and destruction, and flowing through the vast power of the great way in endless cycles of reincarnation. The great power was spread freely and inheriting the power of the earth veins on Fanghu Island, responding to the stars above and the earth below.

"I am the Eastern Prince!"

On the island of Fanghu, there are strange phenomena falling from the sky and golden lotus surging from the earth. It is the highest way to bless the great way. There is no disaster in the transformation, and it is even more impossible for thunder to descend. The innate sacred is like a parent-child in the great way, and the practice breaks the realm like drinking water.

"Will everything go in this world as I know?"

"Where is my way?"

The King of the East whispered that there was a great way to respond. The void was trembling up and down the four directions. Above the head, purple qi evolved, and a Taoist fruit, a green light surged out.

That is the Golden Immortal Taoist Fruit, self-satisfied and perfect, flawless and impure, and the King of the East combines this world with the thoughts and movements, and interprets the information of this vast world from the supreme great way in the dark.

"Who said that the transformation can lead to the cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal? Even if it is born with the innate sacred, it is rare to have the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit."

"Any innate sacred person is a parent-child who is incomparable to the Tao, but practice still needs to be carried out step by step."

"Golden Immortal, Taiyi, Daluo!" The eyes of the East Prince opened and closed, and there was a world of birth and death.

"We are all pioneers and pioneers. The journey of the great way begins with a single step!"

"Then, where is the destiny in this world? As long as you have enough strength, you can subvert everything and reverse everything."

The Dongwanggong's words were faint, sweeping away the haze that enveloped his heart. From then on, Chen Ke retreated and looked forward to the future. At the end of that time, who will make arbitrary decision forever?

You should know that the original trajectory, the Eastern Prince died again and again, and finally became one of the Eight Immortals. What a tragedy it would be to get from the innate sacred who was comparable to the Three Pure Ones to this extent?

The King of the East swallowed and spitted out the spiritual energy in all directions and sank into a mysterious state, without any thoughts or thoughts.

Around the Eastern Prince, the orderly divine chains were essentially transformed into chains made of immortal gold, tearing apart the eternal heavens, with sharp lights, and fires splashing everywhere, burning the void.

The vast power is extremely powerful, and all things are born, destroyed, and rise and fall. It seems to cover the long river of time, and the surging light splashes. At this moment, the world opens and closes, the universe collapses, and the infinite world rises and falls in the pure yang energy.

Its power is supreme and unprecedented. There is a mysterious particle that is constantly colliding and rotating, affecting all things, spirits, and all worlds.

The blazing light on the body of the Eastern Prince was dazzling, like a big sun rising. On this pot island, it turned into billions of rays of light and rain, and then it fell into the void, penetrated the world.

"The Golden Immortal has such power. What kind of realm should Taiyi and Daluo be?"

Even if the Dongwang is a parent-child of the Dadao, the Taiyi and Daluo realms are still like a blind man touching an elephant, and he cannot see clearly.

The world of prehistoric heaven and earth was first established, and all the innate sacreds were still groping in the chaos, hoping to find a way out. At this time, everything was unknown.

All the sacred gods are at the same starting point. When they reach the end, who can soar up, surpass the sun and moon in the world, and look down on the eternal world in the years?

The King of the East said to himself in his heart, then stepped out and came under a Fusom tree.

On this square pot island, in addition to the Dongwang Duke, transformed by the pure yang energy of heaven and earth, there is also an innate spiritual root.

On the Fusang tree, golden leaves hang down thousands of golden rays, absorbing the stars in the sky, gathering the essence of the earth. Around that, there are strange fields that condense and twisting time. The tree body is rooted on the earth, but the branches penetrate the void, towering into the galaxy, disrupting the boundless stars and moons. The leaves of the tree are like big stars, brilliant and brilliant.

The Fusom trees are filled with brilliance, like thousands of fireworks, hanging in strands, in line with the vast world, and breathing in the boundless universe.

The tree has infinite essence sprinkled, like swords and frost, exuding sharpness, entangled with the power of earth, water, fire and wind, interpreting opening and destruction, Tao and law intertwined, and then the pure yang energy burst out from the body of the Eastern Prince, and the boundless purple qi rose, which was in line with the Fusang tree, but it had a sense of complementation and sublimation between them.

The power of the Eastern Prince is perfectly in line with the Fusang tree. With an innate spiritual root in hand, the strength of the Eastern Prince has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Chapter completed!