I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

“As expected of Hongjun, I have gained everything from you and can break through to the ninth level of the Golden Immortal Realm at any time.

But don't worry, everything I have now is just theory and needs to be verified by a big battle.

That being the case...

Everyone, prepare to fight." Refining everything in Hongjun, Ye Chongren raised his hand and released the Six-Eared Macaque and his entourage.

"Master, I feel like I'm about to break through."

"I can't bear it anymore...give me a breakthrough."

"break!"

……

After being released by Ye Chongren, everyone felt that the origin of all worlds was rushing into their bodies and they immediately began to break through.

To be precise, when they were in Ye Chongren's inner world, they had already forged the fourth and fifth holy roads. Coming out now was just to perfect the holy roads.

With this, everyone has five holy paths and can directly break through to the fifth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

"Huh, in ten years, ten Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians have appeared again." Sensing the primeval world, Ye Chongren was stunned for a moment.

During these ten years, ten saints appeared again in the prehistoric world.

"Asshole... Ancestor Yangmei, I have remembered this matter. When I return to the tribe, I will invite a hundred great saints to kill you all.

Ah… I’m so angry… I’ve been preparing for countless years.” Just as the Six-Eared Macaque and his group had broken through, they heard Taichu’s roar.

No need to guess, Taichu was besieged by Ji Ju, Xukong Yan, Niu Ben and others, and was eventually defeated and escaped.

However, Taichu’s harsh words made Ye Chongren very unhappy.

One hundred great saints, how terrifying is this lineup?

However, Ye Chongren didn't care about so many things. Since he dared to open the origin line of the 100,000 worlds, Honghuang could only keep moving forward and overcome all obstacles.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for successfully conquering Honghuang. From now on, Honghuang belongs to Your Majesty." Panting heavily, Niu Ben looked at the ancestor Yangmei and congratulated him immediately.

"Congratulations on what?

Where does the joy come from?

We have attacked so many chaotic worlds, but when have we ever suffered such a great loss?

Ji Ju, Xu Kong Yan, and Niu Niu Ben immediately issued orders to reorganize the three armies.

If you surrender, you will be branded as a slave and used by us.

Anyone who resists will be drained of their essence and blood, and their souls dug out. "Taichu Qi, how could the Yangmei Patriarch not be angry?

He planned so much and spent so many resources, but in the end, his biggest trump card (clone) died in the prehistoric world.

"Yes!" Knowing that Patriarch Yangmei was angry, everyone didn't dare to speak and could only do their work obediently.

As for the ferocious beasts and innate gods and demons left behind by Hongjun, almost all of them surrendered.

The reason is simple, Hongjun is the Chaos Demon God.

The same is true for Patriarch Yangmei. There is no problem in changing the master.

However, they had no idea that from the beginning to the end, they were just cannon fodder.

“Your Majesty, the statistics have been compiled.

In this battle, we lost 11.2 billion cannon fodder, 90% of whom were Daluo Jinxian.

One percent is the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

But after Hongjun was killed, we gained 21.1 billion cannon fodder, 20% of which were Hunyuan Jinxian, and the rest were Daluo Jinxian. "After the reorganization, Ji Ju, Xu Kongyan, and Niu Lu Ben came to the Yangmei Patriarch to report the latest situation.

"Let's go and kill directly at Honghuang.

I want all the creatures in the prehistoric world to be buried with my clone.

Humph, do you think that if you kill my clone, I will be helpless?

"After I kill all the creatures in the prehistoric world, even if I endure the repulsion, I can still absorb enough of the prehistoric origin." With a wave of his hand, the Yangmei Patriarch ordered everyone to attack and kill the prehistoric world.

"Yes!"

"Hahaha, you lowly ants of the wilderness, wait for our invasion."

"Hoo ho ho."

……

After a few loud roars, the murderous aura in the chaos almost condensed into substance.

"Here it comes!" Looking up at the void, Liu'er Mihou and others had serious expressions, knowing that the war was about to begin.

At this moment, everyone was nervous.

They have not forgotten the horror of the battlefield.

In the battle they saw, saints were nothing but ants.

For example, Hongjun was beheaded.

Hongjun has always been the ceiling of combat power. How horrible would it be if Hongjun was killed?

"What is that?" As Ji Ju, Xukong Yan, Niu Ben and their army approached, ordinary practitioners in the prehistoric world could also feel something unusual.