Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

At this moment, Ji Fa's face no longer had the calmness of the past, replaced by a touch of fanaticism.

It seemed that the animal nature hidden in his body was aroused by the black mist man in front of him at this moment.

When it comes to playing with people's hearts, this black mist man is probably the well-deserved number one in the wild.

At this moment, Ji Fa was kneeling in front of the coffin of his father Ji Chang, but there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.

His eyes no longer looked at his father's coffin, but at an endlessly distant direction.

"If... someday... I will be able to hold this great and desolate land in my hands."

"Hahahahaha..."

There was a tinge of cruelty in Ji Fa's eyes, but he soon calmed down his emotions.

The expression on his face gradually returned to calm, when he looked at his father's coffin again.

Finally, he regained his usual weeping look in front of everyone.

At this time, the black mist man who had been standing behind her without speaking spoke:

"Since you have now inherited your father's position as Marquis Xibo, it can be regarded as having achieved the first small goal that Master set for you."

"For the time being, you will have to rely on yourself for the next road, until you encounter problems that you can't solve."

"As a teacher, I will naturally come to you."

Ji Fa was shocked all of a sudden, and when he turned his head to look at the man in the black mist behind him.

But he found that there was still the figure of his master.

Ji Fa suddenly felt a little panic in his heart, and then said to the sky:

"Master, you helped your disciple ascend to the position of Xibohou, and now this disciple also wants to repay you well."

"I don't know where to find the trace of Master in this prehistoric world."

Ji Fa hurriedly asked in the direction where the man in the black mist disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a swaying voice rang in Ji Fa's ear.

"You don't have to look for my trace in the wild world, and you can't find it either."

"You and I are master and apprentice, and the fate of master and apprentice is not over."

"You just have to follow what I've taught you before and keep going with what I've said."

"You and I, master and apprentice, will eventually meet again."

After saying this, the black mist man left Xibohou Mansion.

The body shape shifted in an instant, showing the body shape above the sky.

The moment he appeared in the sky, the whole prehistoric world seemed to be under his control.

The way of heaven between the prehistoric heaven and the earth seems to have crawled under the feet of the man in front of him.

The space around the man's body continued to shatter, as if as long as he wanted.

Just raise your hand to rebuild the prehistoric land, or destroy the prehistoric land in front of you.

For him, it was just a matter of lifting his hands.

It seemed that as long as this man was, even the Dao of Heaven surrendered at his feet.

It was the Daoist Hongjun who lived 33 days away for a long time and once talked about the Dao of Heaven and Earth in Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, Ancestor Hongjun's eyes were full of indifference, without the slightest emotional fluctuation at all.

When Ancestor Hongjun's eyes touched the Xibohou Mansion in Xiqi City, his eyes blinked slightly.

All of a sudden, the surrounding space was torn apart, and the star closest to Patriarch Hongjun turned into ashes.

It turned into meteors rubbing against the sky.

"Ji Fa's rebellion against the Shang Dynasty was determined by the law of heaven."

"Absolutely no changes can occur. As a defender of the Dao of Heaven, I absolutely cannot do anything that goes against the Dao of Heaven."

Ancestor Hongjun muttered something, looking at the fortune jade plate in his hand, a trace of heartache appeared on his face.

I saw good luck on the jade butterfly, but I don't know why.

A small crack appeared unexpectedly, and this crack had a tendency to gradually expand.

Of course, for Good Fortune Jade Butterfly as a whole, this crack is not so conspicuous.

But as the ancestor Hongjun who has integrated into the way of heaven and became the spokesperson of the way of heaven between the prehistoric world and the earth.

This situation only shows that a phenomenon has occurred.

"I don't know when in this prehistoric world, there appeared enough to threaten the way of heaven."

"A person who affects the order of heaven and earth, and changes the trajectory of the evolution of the prehistoric world."

"If this person is really allowed to succeed, then the way of heaven between the prehistoric world and the earth will become incomplete."

"I have now integrated into the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao of Heaven in the universe prospers, prospers, and damages."

"If it comes to that time, I'm afraid not only will my strength be greatly damaged, but I will also be in danger of falling in my realm."

"If there is no skin, how will the hair be attached?"

Ancestor Hongjun was muttering something, as if he was talking to himself.

Patriarch Hongjun, who was in a static state, seemed to be completely separated from the prehistoric world.

And the essence of his life is beyond everything in the prehistoric world.

Overriding all the rules and laws of the prehistoric world and everything.

At this time, the ancestor Hongjun who had been in a static state moved.

His eyes looked in the direction of Chaoge City, and his eyes went straight to the top of Chaoge through the endless and distant void.

Just when Patriarch Hongjun's gaze touched this place, a huge virtuous Golden Dragon figure appeared in front of his eyes.

The figure of this virtuous golden dragon has become extremely huge, and it is only a dragon claw.

It can cover the entire Chaoge City. At this moment, the meritorious golden dragon is hovering over Chaoge City.

There is an endless aura of merit and virtue all over the body.

Seeing this, Patriarch Hongjun withdrew his gaze.

"what?"

"This virtuous golden dragon is so huge?"

"How could there be such a huge merit?"

Ancestor Hongjun's face was full of disbelief, when he looked in the direction of Chaoge City again.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

"The meritorious golden dragon is so terrifying."

When Patriarch Hongjun thought of this, a divine thought flickered.

Instantly knew the source of this huge merit.

"It turned out to be Prince Shang's Uncle Wang Ziqing, how could he have such a huge merit?"

"With such luck, I'm afraid even I can't make a move to affect him."

"With such luck and golden dragon protection, the luck of the Shang Dynasty has soared."

"It seems that my trip to Xiqi City taught Xibohou Jifa."

"And inspired the current Xibo Hou Jifa's ambitions for the world."

"After all, the Western Zhou Dynasty destroyed the Shang Dynasty. This is the general trend of the world under the deduction of the Dao of Heaven."

Patriarch Hongjun thought of this, and looked at Chaoge City again without the previous shock in his eyes.

"After all, it's just a lucky golden dragon formed by a mortal dynasty, and it's impossible to defeat the monks who are all over the sky."

"The human race will eventually be reduced to a race that provides us with luck and incense."

Patriarch Hongjun thought of this, and never stayed above Xiqi City again.

In an instant, the figure disappeared in place, and the vision of heaven and earth he caused before.

After the figure of Patriarch Hongjun disappeared, all kinds of weird scenes between heaven and earth gradually returned to calm.

Chapter 1 Eighty

Just when Patriarch Hongjun left the prehistoric land and returned 33 days away.

In the back house of the Saint's Mansion in Chaoge City, Xu Ziqing suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the book list of Chaos Rare Treasure popped out of the system's treasury.

Surrounded by Xu Ziqing's side.

Xu Ziqing's eyes looked towards the sky above Chaoge City, where the Golden Dragon of Luck coiled in the void.

"Just now, I seemed to have a feeling in the dark. It seems that this lucky golden dragon has just been peeped by someone."

"This Golden Dragon of Good Luck can grow to where it is today, all because of my massive merits."

"So this luck golden dragon is somewhere in the dark, and can vaguely communicate with me."

"That's why I felt a faint touch in the distance."

In Xu Ziqing's eyes, he seemed to see the person hidden behind the scenes directly through the endless void.

This is the spirit of the magic weapon, Houtu also got out from the book list of the chaotic rare treasure, and appeared beside Xu Ziqing.

The spirit of Houtu looked at Xu Ziqing in his eyes, full of worries about Xu Ziqing.

"You are so anxious to summon the book list from the ground, is it because you have encountered any problems?"

At this moment, the eyes of the Spirit of Houtu were full of concern for Xu Ziqing.

Xu Ziqing ignored the question from the Spirit of Houtu, and continued to look in the endlessly distant direction.

"It seems that in this prehistoric world, there are a few saints who are vaguely at the peak."

"After all, someone couldn't help but make a move. It seems that this Conferred God Killing Tribulation is about to begin soon."

Xu Ziqing was muttering to himself.

He waved his hand lightly at the magic treasure spirit Houtu, indicating that there was nothing serious about him.

Then Xu Ziqing said:

"It seems that someone finally couldn't help it, and my plan has to be further accelerated."

"I'm going to visit the Nine Halls now, and urge the civil and military officials and Prince Shang to accept the construction as soon as possible, so that they can follow my request to carry out the construction as soon as possible."

After Xu Ziqing finished speaking, he pointed to the book list of Chaos Qibao beside him to Houtu.

Houtu, the spirit of the magic weapon, immediately understood what Xu Ziqing meant, and immediately hid his figure in the book list of the chaotic rare treasure.

"If you encounter any problems, even though I am only the spirit of the magic weapon, I will definitely help you."

This is the only sentence left behind by the magic weapon, the Empress Dowager.

Xu Ziqing included the book list in the system's treasury.

The next moment, the figure disappeared in the saint's mansion.

At this moment, in the Nine Halls of Chaoge City, the Spring Festival is being held as scheduled.

Prince Shang sat on the throne, his eyes slowly scanning the civil and military officials in the nine halls.

Finally, it stopped on the body of Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu.

"This Wucheng King, Huang Feihu, took the initiative to ask Ying last time to go to Xiqi, to the whole world."

"On behalf of my aunt, take a look at the great rivers and mountains of the Shang Dynasty"

Prince Shang was thinking this in his heart, and his eyes stopped on Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu.

Wu Cheng Wang Huang Feihu had a calm expression on his face at the moment, but a turbulent sea had already surged in his heart.