The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

This is a metamorphosis that starts from the origin of the body, every part and every cell of the body is undergoing transformation.

Dao seals, endless Dao seals, appear in every cell. At this time, Zhao Hao's physical body has become a carrier of Dao.

Pain, endless pain, this kind of pain was even more terrifying than the pain he experienced just now, Zhao Hao's flesh was writhing, and some pieces of flesh were peeled off.

Fortunately, Nuwa and Bai Suzhen were immersed in seclusion at this time, and they didn't see Zhao Hao's appearance, otherwise, they would have been shocked.

Zhao Hao's appearance at this time was shocking, his originally burly body was almost gone, blood was everywhere, the wriggling flesh and blood were everywhere, even the bones in the right place were exposed.

The Dao is like a knife, constantly cutting through the deepest part of Zhao Hao's body, and then engraving the imprints belonging to the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom into every cell that makes up this body.

Every Dao seal is a fairyland, and within each fairyland, there is a world, and in each world there are hundreds of millions of exiled immortals, worshiping them, and a fairyland shrine is looming.

This is the Great Dao of the Immortal Kingdom, the ultimate Tao, the fusion of hundreds of millions of immortal kingdoms, if the immortal kingdom is not destroyed, the physical body is immortal, life is endless, death is immortal.

The passage of time, throwing away the way of time.

Around Zhao Hao, a space similar to the Pangu Temple was formed. Here, all the rules, all the Dao marks and Dao rhymes were all excluded, forming a space without Dao and rules.

The Eye of Extinguishing World seemed to sense something, it shone with scorching light, and unexpectedly merged with Zhao Hao's entire physical body in a strange way, matching the Dao Seal of the Immortal Kingdom Dao.

"My celestial kingdom will last forever."

The loud voice reverberated in the dark void, and the words followed, like the voice of a sage, but it surpassed the sage, surpassed the way of heaven, and between a word and a deed, a fairyland was born.

Zhao Hao's body stopped wriggling, and that stalwart figure reappeared.

Just behind this majestic figure, a boundless fairyland appeared, overwhelming the heavens. Hundreds of millions of exiled immortals sang in this fairyland, and the fairy light shone and never went out.

Zhao Hao opened his eyes abruptly, and within these eyes, the phantom images of two fairy kingdoms appeared and retreated, and the eyes piercing through the ages shot out.

At this moment, a smile appeared on Zhao Hao's face.

Zhao Hao raised his right hand and looked down at the palm of his hand. Right between the palms, a fairyland was condensed, and the terrifying power of the fairyland surged.

A fairyland represents a world, and this punch is the power of a world, destroying the world and smashing the void.

This is how he, Zhao Hao, gained the Tao, which originated from the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom, but is different from the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom.

There are three thousand avenues in the universe, but his Zhao Hao's way is not among these three thousand. Beyond detachment, it is a strange number in this world, unsearchable, unknowable, and unprecedented.

Zhao Hao stood up, and the fairy kingdom in his palm was annihilated.

The moment he stood up, an aura that devoured the world spewed out from around him. Above the sky, the situation changed, and celestial lights fell, and among the celestial lights, there seemed to be phantoms of banished celestial beings. .

Zhao Hao smiled slightly, and the celestial light faded away, and the terrifying aura also disappeared.

Introverted, in his heart, a miniature fairyland is suspended.

This is Zhao Hao's own Dao deduced from the endless knowledge of the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom. With the heart as the foundation of the Dao, the embryo of the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom is forged in this Dao foundation.

There are ten steps in the fairyland, and each step corresponds to a realm. When the fairyland Taoist body climbs to the tenth step, a complete fairyland road will be born in the Taoist body, and if the Taoist body is combined with the body, it will become immortal.

Standing in front of the cannon, countless dragon, phoenix, and unicorn bodies were submerged in the cannon. These powerful corpses were completely crushed and refined, turning them into the most original energy.

This is like a vast ocean of energy, flying out of the cannon, swarming and sinking into Zhao Hao's body.

The immortal country in Zhao Hao's heart grew rapidly, the temple in the center rose from the ground, and the number of immortals increased at a visible speed.

At first, there were only tens of thousands of banished immortals in the womb of the Immortal Kingdom, but soon it grew to hundreds of thousands, then millions, and hundreds of millions. Grow to Taiyi Jinxian.

At this moment, the immortal fetus stopped growing.

Zhao Hao's palm fell, and the energy in the cannonball stopped leaking.

"The quasi-seventh-order Immortal Dao fetus should not be weaker than sub-sages like Zulong." Zhao Hao looked at the Immortal Dao fetus with the corners of his mouth raised.

Since then, his cultivation level has improved further, even if he contends with the sub-sages such as the ancestor dragon Fuxi, he can also win the battle.

With one step forward, Zhao Haoren has reached the top of Shenshan Mountain.

He stood above the void, waving his palms, and he grasped the huge merits that he had collected here, and after refining the law of cause and effect, they all entered into the avatar of the gods.

The huge merit entered into the avatar of the gods, and the divine light above the avatar's head flourished, and the wings of the gods behind it gradually retracted and closed, and finally disappeared.

In the fairy light, in the halo above the head of the god clone, a kingdom of God appeared.

The monstrous divine power, if it is in the world of Primordial Origin, this kind of terrifying divine power is enough to compete with any existence of the main god level.

The divine light subsided, and the god clone glanced at Zhao Hao, and then the huge figure fell into the temple.

With this temple as the center, the source of rules and laws in the whole world converged towards the temple, and then submerged into the godhead of the god clone, burning the divine fire even more vigorously.

Through the avatar of the gods, Zhao Hao can feel that his control over this middle thousand world has been strengthened a bit. Maybe, after the god avatar has thoroughly grasped the source of all the rules and laws, the entire middle thousand world will be completely controlled by him .

Looking at the changing Zhongqian world, Zhao Hao smiled coldly, paused, and escaped into nothingness. When he reappeared, he had already returned to Moyi.