After listening to the sound of the system.

Wang Mang also felt a little helpless.

He didn't know whether the decision was good or bad.

If the time comes, Demon Ancestor Luohu really can't do anything for Ancestor Hongjun.

In the worst case, he would not come to the prehistoric world, and stay in the Holy Emperor Continent with peace of mind.

At that time, even if Patriarch Hongjun wanted to kill him, he would have no chance.

Unless, Hongjun's old cross-border ancestor chased him to the Holy Emperor Continent.

The problem is, Saint Emperor Continent is not so easy to bully.

Even if it was Hongjun, Wang Mang didn't think that the other party could come to the Holy Emperor Continent.

Because of the Holy Emperor Continent, even the godly pride has reached the level of a **** emperor.

Moreover, it is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of **** emperors!

Although, compared to the glorious period of the prehistoric world, it is less than one percent.

Naturally, it is impossible to suppress the Holy Emperor Continent.

At this time, Wang Mang raised his head to look at Demon Ancestor Luohu, nodded helplessly and said, "This junior promises you."

After hearing Wang Mang's answer, Demon Ancestor Luohu nodded in satisfaction, patted Wang Mang's shoulder and said:

But the problem is that the glory of the prehistoric world is already in the past.

After Pan Gu was born, he opened up the world, created the prehistoric world, and hacked to death three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

Hongjun is the strongest now.

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to convince Master Tongtian."

Demon Ancestor Luohu nodded in satisfaction and said:

"Since that's the case, feel free to go, Fellow Daoist."

"Don't worry, my demon ancestor Luohu thinks he is not a good person, but he is definitely not an ungrateful person."

Wang Mang nodded and agreed:

"I believe Patriarch Luohu is not a person who does not keep his word."

At the same time, Demon Ancestor Luohu couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Hongjun, let me see, who of us will have the last laugh this time!"

to be honest.

"This seat guarantees that Patriarch Hongjun will not show up to attack you."

Wang Mang nodded, not talking nonsense, and disappeared into the sky of the Demon Realm.

Seeing the direction of spatial fluctuations where Wang Mang left, the corners of Demon Ancestor Luohu's mouth rose slightly, and demon energy billowed all over his body.

Although Hongjun and Luohu are both the origins of the Chaos Demon God.

But who is Rahu?

Among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, although he was not among the best.

The last great battle.

Demon Ancestor Luohu looked down on Patriarch Hongjun.

Because, the origin of Demon Ancestor Luohu is much higher than that of Hongjun.

But what about Hongjun?

Hongjun used to be among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, the existence of the tail of the crane!

why?

But among the three thousand demon gods, he can definitely rank among the top thirty or fifty!

In the past, the strongest period.

He even once reached the existence of the pseudo-sixth order!

It belongs to the kind of trembling ants.

But also because Hongjun is too weak to be called an ant.

During the time when Pan Gu fought against the Three Thousand Demon Gods of Chaos.

Because Hongjun's body is the first cricket in the chaotic world!

It's so weak!

In the chaotic era where three thousand demon gods arose side by side.

Because Hongjun was indeed born before the opening of the prehistoric world.

He also belongs to the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

It's just a matter of which one is the weakest.

He just escaped a catastrophe!

So there is the so-called later:

First there is Hongjun and then there is heaven, this sentence!

There is no way Hongjun can beat him!

He is also not qualified to be compared with him.

…

Back then, Hongjun probably barely reached the fifth level.

There is only Hunyuan Golden Fairyland (Da Luo Jinxian).

If it wasn't for later, he got the good fortune jade butterfly fragment.

His terrifying aura swept the entire prehistoric world unscrupulously.

All of a sudden, the sub-sages in the entire prehistoric world were inexplicably shocked, and their eyes all focused on Wang Mang.

After feeling the coercion of Wang Mang's boundless stalwart, they all became terrified in their hearts.

On the other side at the same time.

On the islands of the endless sea.

Wang Mang even soared into the sky, straight to the thirty-third heaven!

"Impossible! Can he become a saint without Primordial Purple Qi?"

"Damn it! Did he break through Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?"

"In the blink of an eye, are they no longer at the same level?"

At this moment, whether it is the Western Buddhist Yasheng, the Tianting Yasheng, or Zhenyuanzi, or the Patriarch Minghe.

They were all shocked, their faces were full of horror, and they all lost their voices:

"How is this possible! How could he have the power of a saint?"

At this moment, they had mixed feelings in their hearts, and there was an indescribable helplessness.

Because not long ago, they were still sitting on an equal footing with Wang Mang, chatting and laughing.

But what happened?

Suddenly, in the prehistoric world, many quasi-sage peaks existed.

They all looked up with bitter faces.

Wang Mang rushed towards the figure outside the thirty-three heavens.

This is the realm that they can't wait for, and yearn for!

But who can think of it.

This is an extremely difficult state for them.

How long has it been?

Wang Mang's strength has reached a height that they look up to!

Saint!

I thought of the scene where Wang Mang came to Wuzhuang to observe his teacher.

Zhen Yuanzi wanted to give himself two big mouths.

I actually refused...

But Wang Mang set foot there easily?

It can be said that among the pinnacles of quasi-sages.

Zhen Yuanzi's heart was bleeding even more.

At this moment, in Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi was full of pain.

He couldn't help regretting it, and beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Similarly, the three Buddhist Buddhas, Tathagata, Maitreya, and Ran Deng looked at each other with fear on their faces.

An apprentice with the qualifications of a saint?

"Ah! Good luck tricks people!"

"If I knew this earlier, what I said at the beginning, the old man, I would accept him as a disciple."

Still want to kill a saint-level existence?

Thinking of this, Duobao couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, the Three Buddhas of Buddhism compromised with Wang Mang.

Especially thinking about the scene where they even threatened to kill Wang Mang not long ago.

They couldn't help sweating profusely on their foreheads, and their backs felt cold.

Paralyzed, what did I think at the beginning?

at the same time.

At this moment, thirty-three days away.

Standing proudly in front of the Zixiao Palace on the top of the cloud.

Otherwise, if Wang Mang was really shot at the beginning.

This is simply like being with a saint, forever!

At that time, I don't even know how to die!

as expected.

The next moment, an old man with a fairy style. appear in front of your eyes.

This immortal old man is dressed in a white robe and has white hair.

Wang Mang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Zixiao Palace in front of him.

Because, he could feel, except for the imprisoned Master Tongtian in Zixiao Palace.

Near the Zixiao Palace, there is another aura whose strength is almost at the level of a saint.

It's like there's no emotion at all.

"Who is this old man? Could it be the incarnation of Hongjun?"

Just as Wang Mang was looking at the old man and guessing the identity of the other party.

But his aura is not strong, it is between Yasheng and Saint.

The old man looked benevolent.

But from his indifferent and deep eyes.

"The old man has always been tolerant to the little friend~lightnovelpub.net~Why does the little friend want to be the enemy of the old man?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang's face suddenly became serious.

The old man with immortal demeanor said indifferently:

"I know that little friend is a visitor from outsider."

"The time in the prehistoric world is not short."

Then, the white-haired old man said kindly to Wang Mang:

Just when Wang Mang was about to speak.

This old man with immortal demeanor took out a pill.

This old man is definitely the incarnation of Patriarch Hongjun!

"If you are willing to take it, this is the death pill."

"Not only will the old man let go of the past, but he can also accept you as his apprentice."