The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

Just when the incarnation of Kunpeng was pulled into the unknown vast chaos, in the world of earth and immortals, in the endless sea of ​​northern darkness, an infinite and powerful creature with an unknown tens of thousands of miles in length suddenly shook his body.

This shock immediately caused the sea of ​​the Northern Darkness to turmoil wildly. The waves swept across thousands of miles, and countless weak creatures were directly destroyed.

Furthermore, the earthquake spread to the adjacent North Sea, causing the North Sea to roll, and furthermore, even the four seas were affected.

The four seas trembled, and the creatures in the water suffered catastrophe. The sea moved the sky and changed the color of the sky and the earth!

However, the infinitely large and powerful creature didn't care at all, and just frowned: That king of Shang is really a good trick, and I still underestimate him. It seems that he must be related to that creature outside the territory.

This seat, you need your real body to come, or you can get something!

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Nine secluded and ten lands, a sea of ​​blood in the nether world.

The sea of ​​blood turned into waves, and every wave was full of evil spirits, which could mess up the universe.

At this time, in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, there was a white bone altar, and on the altar, a strange young man in black robe stood proudly, his eyes were indifferent, and he held two swords.

In those two swords, there are terrifying killing fluctuations overflowing at all times. In terms of their power, they are not much weaker than the four swords of Jade Immortal in the hands of Master Tongtian.

"Kunpeng actually shook. This is something that has never happened since the prehistoric lich's calamity."

"Could it be that he has found an opportunity, but there are twists and turns?"

"It seems that the true body of this seat should also visit the lower realm in person."

Suddenly, this bewitching young man turned into black light and soared into the sky, piercing through the nine secluded worlds, and went straight up to the sky, causing the evil spirit of blood to fill the universe and shake the entire fairy world.

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Earth Immortal World, Xiniu Hezhou, Wuzhuang Temple.

Under the ginseng tree in the temple, a white-bearded Taoist holds a whisk and stares at the sky. Although the world is shaking this time, there is a bloody wind and blood, but it does not disturb the Wuzhuang Temple at all. Here, it is still fairy-like and peaceful. Cirui.

"Kunpeng, Minghe, why is there such a commotion?"

"If this is a sign of the lower realm of the real body."

"Could it be that these two people have already glimpsed the chance of sanctification?"

"Forget it, the secrets are unpredictable, and the saints disappear, and I will also be in the lower realm. I don't make any taboos if I think about it. How can I hand over the chance of becoming a saint?"

While the corners of his mouth moved, the white-bearded Taoist disappeared in place.

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In the vast chaos, at this time, Kunpeng's incarnation looked bewildered.

'How did you get here?Could it be the method of the Shang king? '

'What kind of place is this place? '

Kunpeng pondered extremely fast in his mind, and the more he pondered, the more cold sweat covered his forehead and heart.

The moment he just came here, no... to be exact, it was the moment when his mind regained his clarity after being confused, the connection between him and the deity was completely severed.

You must know that even if the sage took action himself, re-trained the earth, water, fire and wind, and then created the boundary wall between the earth fairy world and this world, it would not be able to cut off the connection between his true self and his incarnation.

But here Chaos did it,

What does this mean...

It shows that the unpredictable power possessed by Chaos here is probably... not under the means of a saint.

Moreover, the chaos here is completely different from the primordial chaos he has seen before. The rhythm in this chaos makes him palpitate in every strand.

Even more frightening are the dozens of divine thoughts that exist in this chaos.

too strong!Those divine thoughts are too strong!The power contained in each divine thought can absolutely easily destroy his real body millions of times.

Those divine thoughts alone gave Kunpeng a feeling that was even scarier than a saint!

So, what about the masters of those divine senses?What kind of incredible existence should it be?

'The king of Shang is definitely not a creature in the prehistoric world, and the masters of those divine thoughts certainly cannot be a creature in the prehistoric world. '

'After the sky was opened, the prehistoric world was born, and the creatures in the prehistoric world could never be so strong! '

'Wait... If it's not a creature in the prehistoric world, then it's outside the territory...'

Thinking of this, Kunpeng's body was drenched in cold sweat immediately.

And at this moment, he was clearly aware that in this strange chaos, those supreme divine thoughts began to communicate.

Martial Ancestor: "Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, this...could it be your newly recruited fellow Daoist, but it must be...too weak."

The supreme controller: "Extremely weak, not my enemy."

Hong Meng: "This person is far from the realm of the Supreme Being, and he is not worthy of being with us, let alone discussing the Tao with us."

"You... who are you? Are you all... creatures from outside the domain?"

Kunpeng's guts were almost terrified.

To him, the slight fluctuations that escaped from the exchange of spiritual thoughts between the big brothers from all worlds were like the power of the sky, almost shaking him out of his wits!

In this world, is there really a soul that can cultivate to such a powerful state?Can cultivate such a powerful body?

Hongmeng: "Noisy! I'm waiting to communicate, and you are worthy to intervene?"

Hongmeng's words only slightly increased by half a point, and there was a boundless force to suppress Kunpeng, and in the endless chaos, a hurricane of chaos blew up.

Facing the general trend, facing the chaotic hurricane, Kunpeng had no power to resist at all, and was suppressed to half his life in an instant.

This is because Hongmeng is looking at Zhao Hao's face. After all, Kunpeng was drawn into the group by Zhao Hao. At this time, Zhao Hao has not yet spoken, and Hongmeng will naturally not do anything.

Otherwise, not to mention the incarnation of Kunpeng, even if Kunpeng himself is here, Hongmeng can kill him hundreds of millions of times in an instant.

Zhao Hao: "You fellow daoists have misunderstood. This person is not my fellow daoists, but a mighty figure in the world of conferred gods. Use the remaining supernatural powers to take him captive here, so that you can help fellow Taoists and kill him

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Zhao Hao finally spoke out.

At this time, Kunpeng was terrified.

Kunpeng: "You...you are the King of Shang? Impossible! Impossible! How could you be so strong! How could it be possible!"

Kunpeng felt that his world view was about to be subverted.

Because at this time, Zhao Hao's divine sense that he sensed was infinitely vast, infinitely magnificent, infinitely terrifying, and possessed boundless and unpredictable power.

This kind of power is even more terrifying than those dozens of terrifying divine thoughts!It's as if... as if he is the supreme ruler in the endless chaos of this film!