Chapter 44: Demon Ancestor Luohu

A ray of light suddenly emerged between heaven and earth, as if it was isolated from time and space, and separated the heaven and earth. A supreme aura filled the light, and the void became distorted.

One third of the moment, the God-killing spear in Luohu's hand, with a terrifying destructive aura, and a ray of light suddenly appeared between the spear and sword.

"boom!"

The huge sound shook the sky and rang for thousands of miles.

The two figures immediately retreated three thousand miles, and the terrifying waves of air swept through tens of thousands of miles, and the momentum stirred the nine heavenly clouds.

A terrifying aura suddenly filled with air waves visible to the naked eye swept over and over again. Countless mountains and trees turned into powder under their impact and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Luohu stabilized his body, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, the tip of the God-killing Gun flashed, and he pounced on Hongjun again.

As soon as Luohu made a move, he carried a terrifying aura of destruction. At this moment, his aura seemed to destroy the prehistoric world and the world. Above the nine heavens, thunder suddenly sounded, and a terrifying aura enveloped him.

Among the nine heavens, the entire sky seemed to be divided. On the other hand, Luohu was filled with demonic energy, and darkness enveloped the world. The aura of destruction came like a demon god, carrying the supreme demonic power and destroyed it.

On the other side where Hongjun stood, the clear air rose and the world was clear. He had a ray of light that rose 30,000 feet, driving away the black air between the half of the heaven and earth where he stood. A supreme aura spread out, like a supreme existence.

One is clear and one is black, one is a devil.

At this moment, we started fighting again. The two sides collided with each other. In vain, the nine heavens shook, the earth cracked, and the space shattered at this moment, and the earth, water, wind and fire raged to the vast land.

The two couldn't see clearly at this time, and the roars that kept coming from thousands of miles away proved the battle between the two.

Every time the two attacks collided, a spark would explode in the void. The terrifying impact and sound waves would be destroyed directly, countless voids would shatter, and the spiritual energy would explode.

The world with a radius of thousands of miles is devastated at this time, the mountains are turned into powder, the earth is cracked, and the rivers are separated, and the flowing spiritual energy is also chaotic at this time.

After a while, Hongjun and Luohu fell from the void. Judging from their appearance, they were just around the corner and could not decide the outcome.

"Hongjun, you still can't do anything to me. Even if you go against one, you can't beat me..." Luohu smiled coldly and said to Hongjun, his eyes shining with a cold light.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked out from behind Hongjun, looking exactly the same as him, except that the Taoist robe on his body was black and exuded a terrifying aura.

Luohu knew in his heart that neither of them tried their best in this fight. But even so, Hongjun still suppressed him a little. After all, he was two, but he still couldn't win.

He had to admire the old Taoist Hongjun, who had such supernatural powers. His clone's cultivation strength was comparable to that of the original deity. Even his demon ancestor could not use such supernatural powers.

Hongjun looked at Luohu coldly without answering.

If his "Three Corpses Way" can kill another corpse, then Luohu is definitely not his opponent. Moreover, when he faces the Zhuxian Sword Formation, there is also a way to break the formation.

But at this moment, he could only watch Luohu in front of him, but he could not do anything to him. Even though he tried his best to suppress Luohu a lot, he was trapped in it as soon as his Immortal Sword Formation came out and he could not break it for the time being.

"Hongjun, it's almost done, we will really decide the winner soon, wait!"

After Luohu finished speaking, he turned around and sank into the void and disappeared.

Hongjun looked deeply at the direction of his departure, and there was no change on his face. After a long time, he heard him sigh, "The disaster is coming..."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only this ruined world, which was indicating something.

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Wuliang Mountains, Hunyuan Palace.

It has been hundreds of years since Nuwa and Houtu came. At this time, Yang Mei has returned to his temple Kongming Mountain.

Kongming Mountain is only hundreds of thousands of miles away from Hunyuan Mountain. At the speed of raising the eyebrows, it only takes more than ten breaths, so he can come here at any time to get tea.

Because Houtu's state of mind was broken, his cultivation level was vaguely promoted to the Daluo realm. Mo Li followed the situation and proposed the idea of ​​discussing the Tao, which could help Houtu, and he could also understand the great way of Houtu.

When Nuwa heard this, she wanted to add the discussion of Tao. Then the three of them discussed Taoism in the hall for three hundred years.

Three hundred years later, Nuwa and Houtu seemed to have signs of breakthrough in their cultivation, so they moved to a corner of the hall to comprehend, while Moli was sitting in the middle of the hall, and his mind was silent in the chaotic world.

Houtu is not only the ancestor witch of the earth, but also the great way of cultivation of the earth, her way, and the way of reincarnation. This is why she can become reincarnation, because her way has the great way of reincarnation.

Nuwa's great way is the way of creation. These two great ways are Mo Li who needs to understand at this time.

Chaos Beads, in the world.

The phantom of the Jade Plate of Creation hovered above Mo Li Tianling, helping him understand the great way. The phantom of the three thousand great way appeared and loomed above the nine heavens, among which only the great way of time and space is the most solid.

With the understanding of the Dao, his time and space path was also progressing rapidly. His cultivation at this time was about to enter the late stage of Daluo. Although he was not fast compared to Fuxi, he was indeed steady and steady.

He is different from Fuxi. Fuxi practices the same path, but he is not. He transforms three thousand paths with one path, which is no less than a fellow practitioner of the three thousand paths.

In the prehistoric world, the only one who is the same as Mo Li’s Taoist Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

Hongjun obtained the largest part of the Jade Book of Creation, comprehended three thousand ways, and finally obtained the easiest ways to walk. But he himself had comprehended all three thousand ways.

Therefore, only his Tao is somewhat similar to Mo Li.

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Luohu came from the north and hid all the way in the void.

The battle with Hongjun was originally in his plan. After this time, Hongjun should devote himself to cultivating his "Three Corpses Way" and will not destroy his good things for the time being.

And he happened to make some arrangements during this period.

"The prehistoric world has been calm for too long..." Luohu looked at the prehistoric earth and said calmly. Under that calm tone, there was endless chill and murderous intent.

The black aura shrouded around him with a strong aura of destruction flew away in the void, causing ripples.

"The Infinite Mountains?!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Luohu's eyes, but then a look of relief appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly, "It turned out to be him..." His eyes seemed to penetrate the endless void.

"Yangmei is here too..." Luohu said in surprise. He remembered that Yangmei's temple was not here, so how could it suddenly appear here? Is there anything in it that he didn't know?

After thinking about it, Luohu appeared and came towards Hunyuan Mountain.

On Hunyuan Mountain, Hunyuan Palace.

Mo Li slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and quietly looked at the void in front of him, as if there were endless mysteries in it.

After a few breaths, a ripples appeared in the eyes, and a smile appeared on his calm face. Then, with a wave of his hand, the time and space formation outside the Hunyuan Palace was removed by him.

"Since fellow Taoist has arrived here, why not come in and talk..." Mo Li's voice resounded throughout the Wuliang Mountains.

Even the raised eyebrows in Kongming Mountain opened his eyes and looked at Hunyuan Mountain in surprise. With a wave of his hand, a picture appeared in the void, and he was already aware of it.

"Demon Ancestor, Luohu?" Yang Mei narrowed his eyes slightly, and a ray of light flashed across his eyes.

But the next moment, he closed his eyes and ignored him.

Since Mo Li spoke, he had a countermeasure in his heart. He didn't need to worry. If Luohu took action, he would do it again at that time, which would be considered as repaying Mo Li's favor for him to live here.

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