The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

The moment Luo Hu blew himself up, Zhao Hao quietly broke into the center of the explosion.

The chaotic bead was suspended above his head, and thousands of chaotic air fell down, protecting his whole body in it, preventing the explosive wave from getting close.

At the center of the explosion, the twelfth-grade black lotus, the god-killing spear, and the picture of the Zhuxian sword quietly floated in the midair. In a shattered void, a purple lightning bolt floated up and down.

Zhao Hao sacrificed the Chaos Orb, and collected the twelfth-grade black lotus and the god-killing spear into the Zhongqian World. Afterwards, he moved to the purple thunderbolt. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the thunderbolt. .

When his fingers touched the lightning, his whole body froze, and a terrible electric current swept through his whole body.

It stands to reason that his physical body is far superior to that of an ordinary corpse-killing quasi-sage. With such a physical body, even the most powerful Zixiao Shenlei can't hurt his physical body at all, but this thunder and lightning shattered his body. All paralyzed.

This... what the hell is this!

Zhao Hao opened his eyes wide, looking at the purple lightning between his fingers, he wanted to let go, but his body was paralyzed and he couldn't even move his fingers.

Right in his gaze, the purple lightning penetrated into his body through his palm.

Then, on his forehead, a purple thunder and lightning rune appeared, shining with purple brilliance, vaguely, the thunder and lightning avenue rhyme centered on his body, radiating in all directions.

The Eye of Extinction.

These four words just appeared in Zhao Hao's consciousness out of thin air.

Seeing these four words appearing in his consciousness, Zhao Hao couldn't help reaching out his hand and touching his forehead.

The purple thunder and lightning rune has already submerged into the skin and can no longer be seen. However, he can clearly feel the existence of the rune. It seems that it has become a part of his body. As long as he is willing, this Runes can appear at any time.

"Host, we must leave immediately, otherwise, that existence will appear here." In the mind, Xiao Ling's voice came.

Zhao Hao looked at the picture of Jade Immortal Sword in the air, and in the end, he gave up his plan to take away the picture of Jade Immortal Sword.

Without any pause, he arrived at Nuwa's side.

"Nuwa, I want to leave here and go to a far away place, would you like to come with me?" Zhao Hao looked at Nuwa and asked.

Nuwa stretched out her hand and held his hand. A faint smile appeared on that beautiful face and she nodded.

With a smile on Zhao Hao's face, he held Nuwa's hand, and as Xiaoling opened the space node, he led Nuwa and Zhanlong into the long river of time.

At the moment when he entered the long river of time, Zhao Hao could feel that in the time and space behind him, an extremely terrifying aura ravaged the entire time and space, almost covering the entire world.

The terrifying degree of that aura has completely surpassed that of a sage of heaven, and it is even much stronger than the aura of raising eyebrows.

Nuwa nestled in Zhao Hao's arms, curiously looking at the hourglasses of time flying by, and occasionally, she cautiously stretched out her hand to touch these hourglasses of time.

"Di Hao, what exactly is this place?"

"This is the long river of time. Through this long river, we can go to any time and space." Zhao Hao lowered his head, looked at the little woman in his arms, and said with a smile.

With a smile on her face, Nu Wa nodded obediently.

The time node connected to the world of conferred gods opened again, and Zhao Hao left the river of time with Nuwa and Zhanlong.

Because the place where he entered the long river of time before was in the Lanting Palace in Moyi, so when he returned to the World of Conferred Gods this time, his foothold was also in the Lanting Palace.

"Host, in this time and space, there is also a Nuwa. If you do this, it is very likely to cause chaos in time and space." Xiao Ling said.

"You don't need to tell me, I know what to do." Zhao Hao snorted indifferently.

Choosing to bring Nuwa to the World of Conferred Gods, Zhao Hao also had his own plan. In order to avoid the confusion of time and space, he naturally would not let Nuwa stay in the prehistoric world, but planned to let Nuwa go to the area in the Chaos Orb. Zhongzhongqian world to go.

Anyway, he is the master of that world, where the aborigines are civilizing, and Nu Wa went there, and has enough resources to concentrate on cultivation.

After returning to the World of Conferred Gods, Zhao Hao took Nuwa into the Zhongqian World, where Zhao Hao stayed with Nuwa for several days.

During these days, Zhao Hao didn't stay idle all the time. On the way, he also went to see the thousands of giant dragons that he collected here.

These giant dragons were all sealed by him. Although the primordial spirit was sealed, the Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base was quite threatening once he came into contact with the ban.

For the sake of safety, Zhao Hao still used the ghost king's ghost art to extract the origin of these giant dragons. From now on, as long as there are any changes in these giant dragons, he will be able to perceive them immediately. able to erase it.

Most of the thousands of dragons were left by Zhao Hao in this middle thousand world to enhance the strength of the temple.

The area of ​​the middle thousand worlds is too large. To completely control these worlds, a large number of powerful servants are needed, and this thousand-headed Daluo Jinxian giant dragon is undoubtedly the best thug.

After spending a few days galloping along with Nuwa in the temple of Shenshan, Zhao Hao reluctantly left the Zhongqian World and returned to the World of Conferred Gods.

Back in Moyi, there was a battle report from the east, and there was another change in Chongcheng.

Of course, the change did not come from mortals, but from gods, and the Eleven Golden Immortals, who explained and taught, appeared in the Zhou army camp with their disciples and grandchildren.

At the same time, the disciples of the Jiejiao also call for friends. Today, in Chongcheng, there are no less than a dozen second-generation disciples of the Jiejiao, and as for the third-generation disciples, there are even more than a hundred.

Seeing this battle report, Zhao Hao was a little dumbfounded. It had only been a few days since he had left, and the situation in Chongcheng had become like this. This posture looks like a decisive battle between the two religions.