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"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The melodious bells resounded throughout the ancient world, and whether it was the innate sacred people or ordinary people, a majestic Taoist sound sounded in their minds.

"I am Yuanlian, the Emperor of Heaven, who rules the stars and the sky. I shall offer sacrifices to the great wilderness, worship the heaven and the earth, and carry on its destiny!"

"After ten thousand years, I will worship the ancestor god Pangu in the heaven, and all Taoist friends from the prehistoric times can watch the ceremony,"

In an instant, spiritual energy surged and bright light shone, covering the entire prehistoric world.

"Boom!!!"

The formations of the Immortal Mountains and Blessed Lands flashed, automatically blocking this world-purifying light.

Yuan Lian didn't care. This world-purifying spiritual light was not originally prepared for those who have achieved success in spiritual practice.

Countless creatures below the Golden Immortal level were brushed by the pure light of the world. In an instant, they felt that their souls were pure, their thoughts were clear, and the shackles that had been impenetrable in the past were instantly clear.

It not only purifies the soul, but also heals some hidden wounds left by fighting and killing in an instant.

"The Emperor of Heaven is merciful! He has blessed all things. We thank His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"

"The Emperor of Heaven is merciful! I will thank His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"

In the starry sky and the ancient land, countless creatures and monsters knelt down and bowed their thanks.

After all, compared to the so-called title of Emperor of Heaven, whoever controls a starry sky is too far away for them. Only real interests are what they care about most.

As soon as this news came out, the whole world was in shock.

Not around the mountains.

Di Jiang and Zhen Yuanzi, who were sorting out the earth's veins, were slightly startled, with a smile on their faces.

"Emperor of Heaven! Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian may not be able to stay idle in the future!" Zhen Yuanzi smiled softly.

After Di Jiang came back, he also learned about the battle in which Yuan Lian killed Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Di Jiang smiled calmly and said: "Yuanlian controls the sky, and the Wu clan controls the earth. In this way, all the destiny of heaven and earth will be in our hands."

"This tunnel is being opened faster!"

Qilin tribe, inside Qilin Cliff.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Emperor Yuanlian!!" Jin Lin laughed loudly, raised the glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, looking at Mo Xuan who was looking at him in shock.

"Elder Mo, how are you? I told you at the beginning that this man is extraordinary and should not be offended for a mere spiritual treasure."

When Yuan Lian obtained the treasure, it aroused divine covetousness.

At that time, many elders of the Qilin tribe were jealous and tried to coerce Yuan Lian into handing over the spiritual treasure.

As the leader of the Qilin clan, Jin Lin defied all opinions and chose the gentle way. In the end, he gave up the idea of ​​snatching the spiritual treasure.

It was also because of the later decline of the Qilin clan that we got some care from Yuan Lian, and we are where we are today.

"It is our Qilin Clan's great fortune that our clan leader has known everything for eternity and has insight into the secrets of heaven!" Mo Xuan toasted from his cup and complimented with a smile.

"Hahahaha!"

The two looked at each other, filled with joy.

In the ancient Northern Territory, Netherworld Palace.

You Ming took Kunpeng and other saints to Mount Sumeru, while Gui Che, Qin Yuan, Shang Yang, Leize Xuangui and other saints were still stationed in the ancient northern region.

"Emperor Yuanlian?"

"It's the master of the Yuanchu Temple. I really didn't expect that Emperor Jun and Taiyi would fall at his hands!"

In the main hall, several saints looked at each other, and Gui Che sighed.

"That's right! The Emperor Jun and Tai Yi possess the most precious treasures, as well as the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation. They are so powerful that they never imagined that they would also die."

"If you don't realize Daluo, you will never escape your fate!"

Qin Yuan's tone was faint, with a feeling of being hurt by others.

In the entire Netherworld Palace, except for Styx and Kunpeng, no one knew that their deputy palace master Red Lotus was Yuan Lian, the master of the Yuanchu Palace, and now the new Heavenly Emperor Yuan Lian.

"The starry sky is far away. Although they both belong to the ancient world, they are different after all. We don't need to worry too much."

Shang Yang said calmly.

"Fellow Taoist Shang Yang is right. If we manage our own prehistoric north well, the luck we gain will be enough to support our cultivation." Lei Ze said solemnly.

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard the words, but said no more.

In the wild west, Mount Sumeru.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist Yuanlian, I didn't expect that he would suddenly transform into the new Emperor of Heaven!"

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian controls the sky, and the prehistoric land is almost in the hands of the Wu Clan. The two sides join forces, and the Netherworld Blood Sea is the dojo of this deity." "In this way, except for some powerful dojo blessings in the late Taiyi period, this prehistoric destiny occupies ten Eighty-nine!”

Styx's eyes surged, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

Over the years, he has been sitting in Mount Xumi, copying the work of the ancient Northern Territory.

Build Taoist palaces and create teleportation formations to connect all places.

Preaching to all sentient beings, all those who enter the path of immortality are registered and recorded. As their practice progresses, they gradually reach Mount Sumeru, the center of the western prehistoric period, and are brought under the command of the Netherworld Palace.

Because of this, he felt the importance of luck more and more.

Since these Yuanhui days, with the help of luck, he has been vaguely on the threshold of the late Taiyi stage.

Yuan Lian became the Emperor of Heaven and controlled the luck of the stars and air, so his help should not be underestimated.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The East China Sea Dragon Clan, after several Yuanhui recuperations, had just regained some vitality. In the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Zhulong looked solemn.

"Emperor Jun and Tai Yi died, and Yuan Lian became the new Emperor of Heaven!"

"Youyou Cangtian, how can you be inferior to my dragon clan?"

The tone is sad and angry, the tone is desolate, Zhulong's heart is as gray as death.

The Dragon Clan has declined to this point, all because of Yuanlian and the Yuanchu Temple.

In order to revitalize the Dragon Clan, he did not hesitate to condescend to become the subordinate of Tianting. However, he never thought that before the Dragon Clan could regain its strength, Emperor Jun and Taiyi died at the hands of Yuan Lian.

Yuan Lian is about to become the new Emperor of Heaven, and the support of the Dragon Clan has completely collapsed.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhulong felt even more sad and wanted to cry but had no tears.

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! Time is destiny!"

"Master Zulong, Zhulong is incompetent, and the dragon clan's cause and effect will never be reciprocated."

Zhulong sighed sadly, time has changed, and the situation is not as good as others. He has no choice but to let go of this cause and effect, so as to prevent the dragon clan from suffering another disaster.

The eastern part of the ancient world, the Kunlun Mountains.

In the magnificent palace, Sanqing looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"Hateful! That guy Yuan Lian occupies the heaven and harvests the huge destiny of the sky and the stars. If this continues, our big revenge will be far away!"

Yuanshi's eyes were filled with fire, and his murderous intent was boiling.

The hatred of the enemy will not end until death!
All three of them died once, and Yuan Shi died twice.

Although their paths continued because of Hongjun, they could all clearly notice that there were slight cracks in their perfect and flawless hearts.

More importantly, they discovered that their luck had dropped significantly due to their death, and now their understanding of the laws of the Great Dao had become much more obscure, and their cultivation speed had also slowed down.

Lingbao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Second brother, the road is long, there is no need to rush."

"Yes, second brother, victory or defeat does not mean anything at the moment." Morality is the most indifferent. Although the Taoist heart is lacking, the intention of doing nothing is still there.

He looked at Yuanshi calmly and continued: "The great road is the foundation. Only by going to the end and realizing the great law can you enjoy endless eternal freedom. At that time, some causes and effects will be settled."

Daode looked helplessly at Yuanshi, but he actually didn't blame him. The two deaths caused his Taoist heart to be unstable, which was why he had such hatred and murderous thoughts.

Seeing that his eldest brother and third brother were persuading him in this way, Yuanshi took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and nodded, "That's what the eldest brother said."

For a moment, the hall was silent.

But just for a moment, Yuan Shi said with a steady expression: "What is even more hateful is Na Hong..."

"Second brother, speak carefully!"

Before Yuan Shi finished speaking, Daode shouted hurriedly and interrupted him.

The Great Luo Supreme Being is everywhere, omniscient, omnipotent, and can be perceived with just one thought.

Yuanshi swallowed the words he was about to blurt out angrily, and said: "That guy is greedy for the treasure we are waiting for. If he doesn't have the treasure close to him, wouldn't it be a slow step and a slow step!"

Yes, although Hongjun rescued Sanqing, he did not give them the Tai Chi Diagram and Pangu Banner.

Now they only have a black and yellow pagoda left to protect them.

After millions of years of hard work, how much did they sacrifice for these two innate treasures?
But now, not only is his Taoist heart lacking, but his luck has plummeted, and the innate treasure has been taken away by Hongjun again. How can Yuan Shi be willing to do so.

When Lingbao heard this, he sighed quietly and was speechless.

Daode's eyes were deep and dark, and he was about to unravel the meaning of Yuanshi, but at this moment, the world suddenly changed.

Infinite purple energy filled the heaven and earth, and the majestic and vast sound of the Tao resounded throughout the prehistoric era.

"I am Hongjun, who has attained the fruit of the ancient Daluo Dao. I am grateful for the hardships faced by living beings and the difficulty of the Dao. Therefore, after ten thousand years, I will teach the Dao so that all sentient beings who are predestined can listen to it!" (End of this chapter)