Heavenly Dao: "I feel that I have lost contact with Honghuang, and I can't even perceive Honghuang's existence at all!"

It feels as if it has stripped them all out.

He was standing in the space at this moment, and he could even see the distant place, with the same daunting look of Emperor Fengdu and Houtu.

There are also Nuwa, Wukong and others who continue to resist disasters in the human world.

They stared at the world blankly, their mouths closed and they were completely speechless.

boom!

In the center of the wild, a ray of light suddenly lit up. At first, the ray of light looked very weak, but later, it became more and more dazzling, changing from white light to other colors.

Almost every color changed once, and then suddenly, a multicolored light appeared at the same time.

brush!

The multicolored rays of light condensed and became more and more solid, and a multicolored lotus appeared in the center of the prehistoric world.

"what is this?"

"The first seed of the world? Isn't Honghuang Qinglian?"

"No, Pangu was born in Qinglian!"

Great Immortal Yang Mei was obviously confused by this scene, he was also a sage of Hongmeng at any rate, but he couldn't understand Ye Fan's operation.

At this moment, the situation changed again.

Petals condensed around the colorful lotus again, and those petals became colorful.

At the same time, the faded world became solidified as the light radiated.

The original appearance of the wild land gradually appeared in the eyes of Hongjun and others.

"The original prehistoric!"

Sage Nuwa looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers, with a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

Shenni stared at the huge pillar that reached the heaven realm, opened his mouth, and muttered, "That is, Bu Zhoushan!"

Wukong's expression was even more complicated. Where did he feel the unusual breath, it was Pangu's breath.

"Pangu's backbone!"

That huge petal was in full bloom on the wild land, and after a while, another layer condensed out, and the colors of nine colors burst out completely.

Spread to the entire prehistoric land.

Nether, the saints of Houtu and Emperor Fengdu looked at the apparently manifested Nether Sea and the blooming flowers of the other bank, and fell silent for a while.

Although everything was restored to its original condition, the Ten Thousand-Length Spirit was no longer a trace.

In the wild land, the sun star reappeared, shining in all directions.

The lunar sky hangs below the sun star, accompanied by double stars.

"The sun and the moon shine together!"

A blue light burst into Ling Lan's eyes, and the wild earth was full of life, and the earth rejuvenated, and everything would start again.

But some regrets are that there are no creatures.

The nine-color lotus flower is in full bloom at this moment, and Ye Fan looks at the heavenly road: "You are now fused with that lotus. From then on, you are you, no longer the appearance of Hongjun. You can take this opportunity to choose a new look! "

Tian Dao was startled slightly, and then nodded. He looked at Hongjun and said, "I can finally get rid of your old man!"

Hongjun widened his eyes: "Then why didn't you say it earlier, I thought you enjoyed it before, but now that you have a new choice, you start to dislike me?"

"Hahaha!"

The saints couldn't help being a little bit ridiculous, unexpectedly there was such a side to Heaven.

Tiandao's figure flashed, standing inside the nine-color lotus, the lotus instantly wrapped him and began to merge with it.

Then, Ye Fan looked at Beiju Luzhou, which was forced to float by the re-manifestation and condensed, with a subtle expression.

Nuwa and the others followed Ye Fan's eyes and their pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

They even ignored its existence just now.

Hongjun squinted his eyes slightly: "This is really interesting. Can it affect my mind?"

Great Immortal Yang Mei is even more like a big enemy. As the Hongmeng Saint, he naturally knows that the existence of the Hongmeng Saint must be at the same level.

The key is that he can automatically ignore the existence of Beiju Luzhou, which means that the people inside are much stronger than him.

Hum!

A ripple swayed from the light curtain covering Beiju Luzhou, and then a king-like existence in the armor of the emperor walked out of it calmly.

The other saints looked at the figure, dumbfounded for a moment.

"Di Jun?"

Saint Nuwa could not help but exclaimed, this was a situation that was unexpected to everyone.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi was dead, and he didn't realize that Emperor Jun was still alive, and he was still alive even with the foundation of the demon race.

This is outrageous.

But at this time everyone saw that there was something wrong.

The figure stayed tens of miles away, with golden light in his eyes, and no trace of sadness was visible at all. The death of Donghuang Taiyi was obviously not a major event to him.

"You are not Dijun, who are you?"

Hongjun was like a big enemy, when did he infiltrate a Void Demon God?

His natural rigidity was classified as Taixu Demon God.

"I have seen it, the Lord of the Casting Temple!"

He nodded slightly towards Ye Fan, then looked at Daxian Yang Mei and nodded likewise.

Then he said to Hongjun: "Don't be nervous, if I was malicious towards Honghuang, I won't show up at this time. Just now it was a good opportunity."

Hongjun's breath stagnated slightly, his face changed a few times.