Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Song Xuan: "What's the situation now?"

Victoria Song: "It was a big one, and I was lucky. I found its trace in the chaotic atmosphere of destruction. I was afraid of alerting the enemy, so I didn't get close."

Song Xuan: "What type of mythical beast is it?"

Victoria Song: "It's a big butterfly, very big. On it, I feel the breath of the origin of Daluotian. Back then, Daluotian collapsed and its origin dissipated. If nothing unexpected happened, this big butterfly should have been bred from part of Daluotian's origin!"

Rather than calling it a butterfly, it’s better to say that this is a living world. Inside it, I can feel that there is a whole world!"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, "A world-class divine beast? What do you think of its combat power?"

“It’s hard to say, but his combat power is definitely not weak. Brother, you are also a person with your own universe, so you should know how difficult it is to carry a huge world on your body.

I am confident that I can defeat it, but it will be a little difficult to take it down, so I called you here. You and I will join forces to set up the Yin-Yang Microdust Formation with the Flame Flag as the base.

As long as I can trap it, I have plenty of ways to make it surrender and serve as my mount obediently!"

Chapter 1130 No matter what his purpose is, just run over him!

The Taixu Ancient Dragon was rapidly traveling through the Thunder Prison layer above the prehistoric void. With one movement, the boundless sea of ​​thunder in front of it was as if pierced by a silver sword light, and golden ripples appeared, continuously spreading to both sides.

His speed was so fast that it attracted the attention of many powerful people in the Thunder Prison who were either comprehending the laws of thunder or testing their thunder magical powers.

Some people were still unconvinced and thought that the old dragon was too arrogant, but after seeing Zixu's speed, even those who were half a step away from the Daluo level were horrified and retreated frantically to both sides, fearing that they would block the way ahead.

There are countless conspiracies and plots in the ancient world, but in the final analysis, the strong are respected!

Take Song Xuan for example. Even though he was just an ordinary land god and justice god before, as long as he can prove his truth and surpass the old-fashioned Daluo, he will be recognized by the Heavenly Court and become one of the Heavenly Emperors!

This is the treatment of the strong. As long as you are strong enough, no one will care even if you are arrogant and domineering!

Especially after Zixu received Song Xuan's instructions to arrange the route himself, he became even more arrogant and chose the shortest route.

What is recently?

It means walking in a straight line, but walking in a straight line will inevitably pass through some people's retreats. There are even some secret immortal sects built in this thunder prison layer, which will also become an obstacle.

But Zixu had no intention of turning at all. No matter who you are or what's in front of you, if you don't move out of the way, I'll just run you over!

In the past, he would not dare to be so arrogant, but now, his status and position are different.

There is no way, there is a great emperor on my head, old dragon!

The emperor is traveling, and you dare to block his way?

The deeper you go into the Thunder Prison, the stronger the power of thunder and lightning will be, and even a quasi-emperor cannot withstand it.

Only those who are at the half-step Daluo level can survive here.

And in this power of thunder and lightning filled with the aura of destruction, a mountain covered by a formation suddenly appeared upright in Song Xuan's sight.

And on the top of the mountain, there are three big words engraved - Tianlei Sect!

There is no doubt that the sect that can be established here must be extremely powerful, and the founder of the sect must be at least half a step into the Daluo realm, or even a Daluo-level hidden power.

When Zixu saw this scene, his expression became serious, his brows furrowed, and he whispered, "Master, I don't remember there ever being such a sect here."

Song Xuan, who was busy communicating, raised his eyes slightly and said, "Are you saying that this sect was established specifically to wait for me?"

"It's hard to say, but it always feels a little weird."

Song Xuan stared at the sect hidden in the sea of ​​thunder ahead. After a few glances, he chuckled, "Who cares about their purpose? Speed ​​up and charge!"

He is now busy helping Song Qian catch a mount and has no time to care about these calculations and tests.

After I’m done with my work, I’ll take the time to clean them up one by one!

After receiving the master's instructions, Zixu let out a long roar, and his huge dragon body was like a white streak. His speed increased again, and in an instant, he crossed a million miles of space.

In the Tianlei Sect, within the Dharma Protector Formation, an old man flew up from the sect's palace, and at the same time, a scolding came out of his mouth.

"Heavenly Thunder Sect's important place, stop here! Otherwise..."

Otherwise, before he could finish the rest of the words, he heard a loud bang, and Zixu's huge dragon body crashed directly into the sect's formation, followed by a crackling sound.

The earth-shaking roar echoed in the sea of ​​thunder, causing the lightning in the sky to roll back to both sides like waves. The huge sect formation shattered like a spider web, turning into countless fragments and dissipating in the endless lightning.

Zixu's figure did not stop at all. After smashing the Tianlei Sect's sect formation, the silver dragon swung its tail, splitting the mountain in front of it into two pieces, and then moved forward arrogantly.

Song Xuan sat cross-legged on the dragon head. As his eyes passed through the sect in front of him, he casually glanced at the dazed old man in the distance.

But he just took a glance. Seeing that the other party was just stunned and did not try to stop him, Song Xuan had no intention of wasting time on him.

Watching Song Xuan's figure completely disappear in the sea of ​​thunder, the old man sighed, took out the communication jade talisman, and muttered, "I failed, I can't stop it at all!

This person has a powerful mount, which seems to be from the ancient dragon clan, at least the seventh level of Daluo. The sect formation I made temporarily couldn’t even stop his mount!

Judging from the direction he is heading, he is most likely going to Daluo Heaven.

I will withdraw from this mission, and I won’t care about the Flame Flag anymore!

It's up to you guys to decide what to do next. Finally, a piece of advice: if you don't have Quasi-Saint strength, don't get involved!"

...

In the ocean of thunder prison, Zixu continued to travel, muttering as he went.

"That old man didn't even fight back. Could it be that there really is such a sect there, and I just overlooked it before?"

During the interval of communicating with Song Qian, Song Xuan casually said, "No matter whether it was accidental or premeditated, it's already been run over, why are you still thinking so much?

Hurry up and get to the entrance of Daluotian as soon as possible!"

Zixu's mind was suddenly shocked, and he sped up again, his heart boiling.

Look, otherwise the master would be able to become the emperor of heaven, just with this domineering power, Zixu has lived for countless years but still hasn't learned it!

Daluotian was the place where the ancient demon clan founded the heaven. It was severely damaged due to the witch and demon calamity.

When approaching Daluo Heaven, bursts of destructive aura were like black giant pythons, moving aimlessly in the Thunder Prison. Wherever they passed, even the power of heavenly thunder would be transformed into gray air currents in the sky and dissipated under the influence of that destructive aura.

"hiss!"

A giant black python suddenly appeared above Song Xuan's head, opened its deep black mouth, and was about to swallow him in one gulp.

Song Xuan raised his forehead, a divine light flashed in his eyes, and the giant python that suddenly attacked was frozen in place. The huge python's body exploded with a bang.

Song Xuan retracted his gaze and said calmly, "It has actually developed a simple spiritual intelligence."

Zixu echoed, "When a whale falls, all things come to life. Daluo Heaven is destroyed, but even the smallest remnant is enough for countless creatures to rise.

As far as I know, even though the Lich Calamity ended two hundred thousand years ago, there are still many powerful people exploring the broken interior of Daluo Heaven, hoping to search for some treasures left after the destruction of the ancient demon heaven.

After all, the whereabouts of that innate treasure-level bell are still unknown!"

Speaking of the bell, Song Xuan's originally casual expression turned a bit serious.

The three great innate treasures of the ancient times, the Tai Chi diagram, the Pangu banner, and the Chaos Bell (Donghuang Bell), each have the power to suppress destiny and destroy the world. It is impossible for Song Xuan to not be thinking about them.

Chapter 1131 Song Xuan: I am a narrow-minded person!

The Tai Chi diagram is in the hands of the Supreme Sage, and the Pangu Banner is controlled by the Yuanshi Sage. Only the Tai Chi diagram was the companion treasure of the demon clan Donghuang Taiyi.

The Lich-War Tribulation was fought so frantically and cruelly, not only because of the battle for luck, but also because there was a saint behind the scenes who was constantly plotting and provoking conflicts between the two races in order to seize the Chaos Bell.

It’s a pity that no matter how many calculations and plans you make, you can’t defeat fate.

After the Lich Calamity ended, the Chaos Bell also disappeared, and even a saint would find it difficult to calculate any trace of it.

The innate treasure belongs to the virtuous. If you are not destined to have it, even if you are a saint, even if you plot to kill the original owner, this treasure will not fall into your hands!

Stop looking around, I’m talking about you, the Bodhisattva Cundi!

Song Xuan naturally had some thoughts about the Chaos Bell, but he was not obsessed with it.

No matter how powerful a treasure is, it depends on who holds it. Without the strength of a saint, even if you possess an innate treasure, you will still die. The power of the catastrophe cannot be suppressed by just one treasure!

Song Xuan knew very well that a saint would not covet a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Or, even if they did covet one, they would not lower their dignity to attack creatures below the level of a saint just for the sake of an innate spiritual treasure.

But if you don’t have the strength of a saint, but you have taken the innate treasure that even saints are jealous of, then you will die!

As powerful as the ancient demon clan and witch clan were, they were schemed to death!

Nearing the entrance of the crack in Daluotian, Song Xuan stood up from Zixu's head. With a thought, Zixu directly transformed into a palm-sized silver light and shadow, wrapping around his left arm.

At this time, at the entrance of this crack, more than ten powerful men gathered together, and it seemed that they were a team planning to explore into Daluotian.

But some of these people are still hesitating. Obviously, the various dangers in Daluotian still make some people hesitant.

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sea of ​​thunder in the distance, and then Song Xuan walked out with thunder all over his body.

He was dressed in black, his long hair fluttering in the thunder. His handsome face was extremely eye-catching and instantly attracted the attention of the group of people.

Song Xuan glanced at this group of people. Three of them had already condensed the five energies in their chests but had not taken the final step. The rest were all quasi-emperors who had condensed more than two Dao seeds.

Such a force, even in the prehistoric continent, as long as it is not too greedy and insists on challenging the big sects, is enough to establish its own sect and become a medium-sized force that controls a certain area.

After a quick scan, Song Xuan no longer paid attention to these people. Even if there were many immortals who were not even at the Daluo level, there was no need for him to pay special attention to them.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the mentality of a saint.

In the eyes of the saints, they have witnessed too many geniuses and evildoers over the years, but no matter how brilliant they are, in the saints' hearts, they are probably just okay.

If you don’t become a saint, you will never be able to make a saint really care about anything.

Even though Song Xuan seemed to have ascended from an immortal to the Daluo realm in just a few hundred years in the eyes of outsiders, in the eyes of the saints, it was nothing more than a few words of praise for his good talent.

If you don't become a saint and don't enter that level, you will ultimately be just an ant, not worth the saints' time to spend energy to calculate or pay attention to.

That is to say, it was the Saint Hou Tu, who sensed a clue because he was in charge of the six realms of reincarnation, which led to the last test.

"There's a new guy coming!"

A beautiful female cultivator in white stepped forward from the crowd and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, you are also planning to enter Daluo Heaven. How about joining us?"

If there are more people, it will be better to look after them, right?"

Song Xuan calmly looked at the crack at the entrance to Daluotian in front of him, his eyes not even on the other party, and said calmly: "No need!"

When he spoke, the female cultivator in white looked a little embarrassed. She was a half-step Daluo-level being, and with her beautiful appearance, she had always been successful in making friends.

But today, she personally invited someone and was rejected. She hadn't encountered this situation in many years.

Behind the white-robed female cultivator, a burly man sneered, "Fairy Lingbo, I've seen many people like this who are so conceited. They all think they have reached the highest level of cultivation and don't need help from others.

Why would you bother with such an arrogant person? Once he enters the Daluo Heaven and suffers, he will regret it one day!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw a destructive aura suddenly dissipating like ripples from the crack leading to Daluo Heaven. Wherever it passed, all the lightning in the Thunder Prison layer turned into tiny particles of light and dissipated.

The white-robed female cultivator who had previously invited Song Xuan suddenly changed expression and exclaimed, "Disperse, everyone, disperse! The tidal wave of destruction within Daluo Heaven has begun. Stay away. Once the tide recedes, there will be a short, relatively stable buffer period within the entrance crack, and we can then enter safely!"

As her voice rang out, everyone retreated one after another, looking at the aura of destruction escaping from the crack in fear.

That aura was too terrifying. Without the protection of the Daluo Dao Fruit, even if one was a half-step Daluo level being, if he was accidentally contaminated by it, he would die.

As the female cultivator in white was retreating, she suddenly heard a cry of surprise from beside her. She suddenly turned her head and looked forward in the direction of the cultivator who made the sound.

In an instant, her pupils suddenly contracted and a look of disbelief appeared on her face.

In her opinion, Song Xuan, who was dressed in a black robe, should have retreated in panic, but at this moment, in her sight, he did not retreat but advanced, stepping forward towards the escaping aura of destruction.

This scene stunned many people, especially the burly man who had mocked Song Xuan. He retreated while sneering.

“I take back what I said before, this guy is not arrogant, he is brainless!

Even a Daluo being wouldn't want to face this destructive tide head-on, yet he actually overestimated his own capabilities and took the initiative to approach it. Now I see... uh..."

He was halfway through his words when he felt as if someone was choking him by the neck. He kept making a "uh uh" sound but didn't dare to say anything else.

Because in his sight, Song Xuan just stepped into the aura of destruction, but the aura of destruction that swept in all directions was like guards welcoming their king, spreading to both sides in an orderly manner, and could not touch Song Xuan at all!

Everyone just stared in amazement as Song Xuan stepped into the entrance crack of Daluotian.

Just as his figure completely disappeared, Song Xuan suddenly turned around and his calm gaze fell on the burly man who had mocked him twice.

Bang!

The man's body was torn into pieces without any warning, leaving only his bewildered soul standing there in a daze.

At the same time, Song Xuan's indifferent voice also sounded.

"A small punishment is a big warning. If you do it again, you will be annihilated!"

After giving the warning, the petty Emperor Song completely entered the interior of Daluotian and disappeared into the crack at the entrance.