The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

"Xiao Ling, tell me, is there such a possibility? The Great God Pan Gu didn't really fall." Zhao Hao asked Xiao Ling in deep thought.

"Host, your conjecture is not impossible, but based on the information I know now, it is impossible to deduce whether Pan Gu is alive or dead, but what is certain is that when Pan Gu opened up this world, his cultivation base It has already reached half a step of immortality." Xiao Ling replied

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"Although this Hong Huan world surpasses other great thousand worlds, and the way of heaven is stronger than the way of heaven in other worlds, it is absolutely impossible for the way of heaven here to kill the half-immortal Pangu in the place where this world is opened."

Hearing Xiao Ling's deduction, Zhao Hao's eyes narrowed again.

He had been thinking about this issue a long time ago. The prehistoric world had just been opened up. How could a newly born Dao of Heaven hurt Pan Gu?

Even at that time, Pangu killed three thousand gods and demons, was injured himself, and exhausted his strength to open up the world, but this is an indisputable fact that a half-step immortal body, an existence of the heavenly realm, exhausted him, I am afraid that he will not be able to hurt him. To the half-step immortal body.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hao was completely confused.

Pangu didn't know life and death, but at the foot of Buzhou Mountain appeared another half-step immortal corpse that didn't belong to this world. It seemed that, in front of his eyes, a fog appeared, covering up the secret in it.

His eyes looked at the horrible corpse, perhaps, all the answers to the secrets were hidden in this corpse.

"Empress, did you find anything?" Standing beside the Empress, Zhao Hao asked.

"I'm a bit puzzled. I found that although this half-immortal body has some scars, they are not fatal." The empress said as she sat cross-legged and frowned slightly.

Without fatal scars, how did this half-step immortality die!

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, and his heart became more and more confused.

"Through my research on this physical body these days, I have gained some basic understanding of immortality. The deduction made by the fellow Taoist at the beginning seems to be correct. The ultimate way of Tao is indeed breaking the way with strength." The empress said.

"If you want to achieve immortality and ultimate detachment, then you must completely fuse your physical body with the primordial soul, and finally, achieve an immortal body."

"It's just that I can't think of how to fuse the soul of the primordial spirit with the body."

Witch!

In Zhao Hao's mind, the Wu Clan immediately came to mind.

The Wu clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit, they have no soul, only the body. Logically speaking, if a creature does not have the soul of the primordial spirit, it must surely die, but the Wu clan has broken this law of life.

The witch clan was born from Pangu's essence and blood, and the place of birth was in the Pangu Temple where Pangu's heart was transformed.

With a thought in Zhao Hao's mind, a corpse of a great witch appeared in front of him.

The empress' eyes fell on the great witch's corpse, and she waved her plain hand, bringing the great witch's corpse in front of her.

Zhao Hao stood quietly by the side, looking at the bare hands of the Empress, who kept patting on the body of the great witch, and every time she slapped, there were traces of Dao marks that sank into the corpse.

Accompanied by the intrusion of the avenues and dao marks, jet-black threads of light flew out of the great witch's body one by one.

In the end, the millions of black filaments gathered together, and the empress lightly grabbed the air with her bare hands, and these black filaments gathered together to form a small black ball.

The empress held her palms flat, letting the black ball float on her palms, watching quietly with her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

After a long time, the empress patted lightly with her plain hand, and the black ball turned into countless black light threads again. These black light threads were disturbed, wandering in the air for a long time, and finally disappeared in the air.

"Empress, what did you discover?" Zhao Hao looked at the Empress and asked.

The Empress smiled and nodded.

With a wave of his bare hand, a flower of the Great Dao emerged from nothingness, and on this flower of the Great Dao full of Dao rhyme, a drop of blood jumped out. The blood squirmed, and gradually, a mass of flesh and blood grew out. This flesh and blood was churning , eventually, grew into a four-legged and five-

officer.

Without a soul, without a primordial spirit, this person who grew up on a drop of blood just lived like that, and he could fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and the sky would collapse and the earth would shatter with every gesture.

Is this the process of witches appearing!

Flesh derivation, it seems, is more than one grade higher than the legendary flesh and blood derivation.

"There is no soul, no primordial spirit, only a body with independent thinking and powerful energy, which has completely broken the law of life." The empress murmured softly.

"Empress, this witch clan is derived from Pangu's blood essence. Perhaps in Pangu's blood essence, there is the secret of immortality hidden." Zhao Hao looked at the witch clan on the flower of the avenue, and said.

"Maybe, we can go to a place where we may be able to find something useful."

Pangu Temple, this is the only place that Zhao Hao can think of that is connected with Pangu's essence and blood. In the depths of that Pangu Temple, what secrets are hidden in the depths of the Pangu Temple? Maybe even the Twelve Ancestral Witches don't know.

The figures of Zhao Hao and the Empress disappeared in this mysterious space under Buzhou Mountain, tore apart the void, and when they reappeared, they were already on the broken land tens of millions of miles away.

Here, it used to be the ancestral land of the Wu Clan, but now, it has already become a dead place, a forbidden place for living beings, and the terrible evil spirit permeates the world, and no living beings dare to step here again.

Once upon a time, the Wu Clan created a splendid civilization on this land, and the entire prehistoric land was ruled by them. However, millions of years later, there is no longer a single Wu in this place.

On this black land, overgrown with weeds, there is a deathly silence. Among the weeds, one or two broken corpses can be vaguely seen. These corpses are still intact and have not been obliterated by time.

This is the witch, the existence of invincible physical body, even if it falls, the physical body will not be obliterated by time.