Primordial Chaos: Pan Gu and the System at Odds

The creatures born after birth are not as good as the previous ones, and there is a vague possibility of creatures below the earthly immortals appearing.

The innate gods who were resurrected by Pingxin were born one after another with the support of a large amount of merit and origin.

Their previous memories seem to be still there, but the part about the system has been cleared, and the memory is the same as it was in the long river of time.

It was as if he didn't realize that he had died.

What kind of cultivation level they should have, that is what kind of cultivation level they should have.

Like Kunpeng Zhen Yuanzi and his ilk, who have cultivated to a 'quasi-sage', like Nuwa, who has become a 'saint realm' and is no longer the former heavenly realm.

But Sanqing and others have not yet become saints. Because when Pingxin resurrected the human race, he only 'resurrected' a thousand people.

After all these years, it is still barely over 100 million.

This is the conclusion reached by the preaching system. It guessed that these were the tricks Hongjun and Pingxin used to reshape the ancient world.

This is fine, as it will return to the prehistoric process, which will be more conducive for it to carry out small tricks secretly.

The preaching system looked at its host and began to take action.

First, his cultivation and physical body were suppressed, returning to the level where he had just entered the fourth or fifth level of Qi training.

The bamboo house, courtyard, study room, and teaching attic were also taken out by it. Sanxiao and others who were sleeping returned to their own rooms and fell asleep.

The moment they entered the Bamboo Garden, they were all suppressed and transformed into mortals.

All the power is used by the sermon system to create the illusion of cultivation and absorb the origin of the mountains. At the same time, the origin of the mountains is also being replenished by prehistoric times.

The sermon system laughed, this is much better than sneaking out the source.

Having an identity means being comfortable.

At the same time, Lu Xingchen, Sanxiao and the creatures in the mountain woke up one after another, not noticing anything was wrong.

As usual, Lu Xingchen taught his students and received rewards from the system. He sat down cross-legged and practiced the bad street cultivation skills given by the system.

Sanxiao Zhao Gongming and the others listened to the teacher's teachings, and after finishing, they practiced the supreme holy method taught by the teacher.

…

On the coast of the East China Sea, a human race from the Celestial Immortal Realm and more than thirty humans from the Earth Immortal Realm were hunting a giant deer in the late Earth Immortal stage.

Weapons are branches, stones, and hard bones of animals.

In the end, two people were seriously injured and successfully killed the giant deer. In cheers, they brought the giant deer back to their tribe.

Distributed among the tribesmen, they eat their hair and drink their blood.

This is just one of the tribes. There are many human tribes on the coast of the East China Sea.

Every day, many humans die in hunting.

On Shouyang Mountain, behind Nuwa stood the three ancestors of the human race, and the trial tower was right next to them.

In this area on the coast of the East China Sea, there are various ethnic groups, including humans, tigers, wolves, rabbits, birds, and fish in the water.

As long as the afterlife is in the state of gestation, the third ancestor hurriedly takes out the corresponding true spirit from the trial tower and worships in the direction of the sea of ​​blood.

The true spirits float automatically, covered by the power of reincarnation, clearing away everything about these true spirits, and fly into the belly of the living being.

This is reincarnation.

As time went by, the Third Ancestor became more and more skilled and comfortable in his movements.

Seeing this, Nuwa nodded slightly. Since the master was asked to take action last time, the true spirit of this trial tower can be completely separated from the trial tower.

It's just that the nature of these creatures does not belong to the prehistoric times. Heaven will record it, but it will not allocate too much luck and merit to them.

For creatures with great luck, Heaven will allocate rich spiritual energy, opportunities, and spiritual treasures that are about to be born.

They only have one, which is enough to ensure that they can have an identity in the ancient world. As for the rest, they can work hard to improve their luck, so that heaven will allocate suitable opportunities for them.

Nuwa turned around and looked at the third ancestor of the human race.

"I will leave 30% of my luck to protect the souls reincarnated from the trial tower. If you encounter difficulties in the future, I will not interfere."

After saying that, Nuwa used the authority she had to disperse 30% of her luck and disperse it to every living creature on the coast of the East China Sea.

"The ancestral land of the human race is its own world, and the rules are not yet complete. You can complete the rules. By then, the world of the ancestral land of the human race will be a world that truly belongs to you.

You guys, take care of yourself! "

When the Third Patriarch heard this, he knelt down and bowed in thanksgiving.

"Blessed Mother, Holy Mother, with great grace, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Nuwa had already left and appeared at the Buzhou Mountain ruins... Entering the Buzhou Realm, the huge and boundless Buzhou Mountain appeared in her sight.

Primordial has absorbed so much origin, and only used a little of it for the superficial Primordial. The rest is used to nourish the major true realms.

Buzhou Mountain is the first to bear the brunt, and its size is getting longer day by day.

Even if Nuwa is now in the Hunyuan Wuji realm, she can only see a corner of it clearly.

Therefore, Nuwa was confused,

"Where is my dojo?"

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Chapter 157 Zhu Rong: Taking a bath with Father God’s blood is so comfortable!

On the coast of the East China Sea, after Nuwa left, the three ancestors of the human race continued to take out the true spirits of the trial tower and send them to reincarnation.

But the number of true spirits in the trial tower is a huge number.

Just for the human race, there are trillions of human beings on the seventh level of the Tribulation Trial, not to mention other living beings. And the nine-level trial.

So far, they have only liberated tens of billions of living beings.

However, the three people are determined, and the compatriots in the ancestral land of the human race are gradually mastering their own power, understanding the laws, and coming out to help, day and night.

Here on the coast of the East China Sea, there are gradually more and more living creatures.

…

This move took more than 100,000 years before Pangu stopped.

Push away this small world in the realm of the heavens and place it in the prehistoric world.

Afterwards, the three thousand ancient worlds were also settled, and the way of heaven appeared, taking over each of the big worlds, and also taking over the outstanding power of the great avenues in each of the three thousand great worlds.

Nowadays, the three thousand worlds are gradually able to grow on their own, and the upper limit is constantly rising.

Tiandao can already use the power of various avenues to condense the energy body of the Chaos Demon God to fight.

In the future, they can also fight in their respective energy bodies in secret.

The safety factor is greatly improved!

Hongjun summoned his regular clone, looked at it for a while, and said happily,

"Fortunately, Tiandao is only the force that takes over these worlds. If they are merged, Pindao's rule clones may really become rule clones."

"Trash, you can't even control a brainless thing." Luo Hu said with disdain.

Hongjun chuckled, "You bull, go and challenge the way of heaven now. See how it cuts you."

"I really don't think I dare." Luo Hu shook hands with the spear and was eager to try, "I won't be responsible for stabbing him!"

"Poke as you please."

"Look at me…"

"Stop!" Pangu shouted.

snort!

When the boss spoke, Hongjun and Luo Hu each snorted coldly and walked in opposite directions.

"Let the second brother organize the harvest this time. Second child, this time give more resources to the brothers who have not made a breakthrough."

Pangu looked at Yangmei and said.

"Don't worry, boss, this system alliance has many bodies of ordinary Chaos Demon Gods. If you just calculate, you can gather the resources for a hundred brothers to break through." He raised his eyebrows and took the system given by the Demon God of Samsara and made a rough inspection. said.

"That's good, let's all disperse!" After Pangu finished speaking, he entered the ancient ruins, the Buzhou Mountain ruins, and the Pangu Palace.

Bang bang bang…

The Chaos Chicken King raised his huge claws, and the fate system under his claws also jumped and jumped.

Cackling!

The Chaos Chicken stood in front of the Chaos Chicken King, swaying left and right, always ready to grab the 'ball'.

In the thirteen temporarily opened blood pools, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Dayi lay comfortably in them, absorbing energy and restoring their physical strength.

What I ate were...the snacks that the Demon God of Cooking used to make from various ancestral witches.

At the same time, enjoy the kicking battle between Chaos Chicken and Chaos Chicken King.

Click!

Zhu Rong ate the dried meat of the Fire Ancestor Witch in his hand. Feeling the energy of the blood pool, he shouted loudly,