When the boat docked, Haoran untied the cable and tied it to a wooden stake.

King Zhou looked around and said, "Is this an isolated island where you live?"

Haoran smiled and said: "Yes, welcome to my home."

The black coral island is located in the outer sea. The surrounding turbid waves are cleared and the hurricane is roaring. When it comes here, it has all dispersed, as if there is another invisible barrier. The island is very small. King Zhou tied his combat boots to his waist and followed Haoran.

The center of the island.

The carcasses of seagulls and fish were hidden among the scattered rocks. Wave after wave of waves smashed them into pieces and stuffed them into the cracks in the rocks. Haoran lit the oil lamp in his hand and walked into the cave in the center of the island.

The cave was crawling with slugs, emitting green fluorescence. He jumped onto a stone platform about ten feet square and said: "Come up."

King Zhou hugged his lover from behind, and the latter said loudly: "Haoran is back, Lord Donghuang."

The echoes rolled endlessly in the cave, and the stone platform collapsed downwards, carrying the two of them and sinking into the ground.

This is a dark space, and the only light source is the dim oil lamp in Haoran's hand. The oil lamp illuminates him and the handsome faces of King Zhou beside his ears. The stone platform descends along the road, and Haoran whispers: "Hunjun."

"Huh?" King Zhou seemed to enjoy the title. He hugged Haoran, rubbed his neck sideways, and sniffed obsessively.

Haoran's deep pupils reflected a rotating nebula in the distance, and he murmured: "Look up, I believe you will never forget this scene."

King Zhou raised his head in astonishment, and the nebula dispersed.

At the most magnificent moment in the universe, chaos turned into thousands of stars and flew in, dissipating around them. Flames burned the vast and empty world, and the clouds parted.

On a piece of yellow land, the giant stood up.

King Zhou took a breath and said: "Open the sky."

"Kai Tian." Haoran said softly: "Every time I come here, I will read it again."

Heaven and earth broke apart in front of them, darkness separated, and infinite light enveloped them. The dividing point between heaven and earth was the platform where Haoran and King Zhou stood.

The sky rose, the earth sank, and the human world appeared. The giant's whole body was naked, his eyes glowed warmly like the rising sun, and he stood tall with his hands raised, until the sky and the earth made a loud noise, and the giant slowly fell.

King Zhou slowly said: "Pangu created the world."

Haoran nodded and said: "He is the god I admire most. He opened up the world and finally died..."

Blood spread out from under Pangu's body and wound into rivers. His bones turned into mountains and rivers, his eyes flew up to the sky and became the sun and moon. His long hair spread out and became trees. His broken flesh turned into countless beasts and scattered in the wilderness.

go.

Pangu breathed his last breath, and the purple air swirled and split into three.

Haoran seemed to be afraid of waking up the greatest god in the world, and said softly: "He created a new world, but gave up his own life."

The clouds are flying, the morning light is shining in the distance, the fairy music is drifting, all the creatures on the earth are looking up, and the mountains are rising from the ground. The voice of someone is faintly heard, so the creatures are running towards the first words after the creation of the world.

"I am Hongjun. I have now attained the Great Dao. Those who want to cultivate merit can come to Zixiao Hall."

King Zhou asked: "Hongjun preached?"

Haoran nodded silently, and after a moment, seven rays of light flew out from the top of the Zixiao Palace. A ray of light turned into a woman and fell to the ground. The woman had the form of a human and a snake body, and her face was breathtakingly beautiful.

"The mother of mankind, Empress Nuwa." Haoran smiled and said: "Look, she is going to create humans..."

Nuwa carefully kneaded a few clay figures, and the clay figures came to life, chirping, croaking, and running around endlessly. Nuwa took out the silk ribbon from her waist, soaked it in muddy water, and waved it away. The muddy figures fell to the ground and turned into human beings.

A fire ignited in the northwest of the earth. The creatures struggled in the fire and fled to the south. The clay figures who landed on the ground hid in the east. A blue giant rushed out of the sea and rolled into a ball with the fire.

"Water God Gonggong and Fire God Zhurong." Haoran had just finished speaking. The blue giant had already crashed into Mount Buzhou, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse.

Fire fell from the sky, and Nuwa patched up the sky. All the spirits cheered in unison. However, in just a few breaths, the three tribes of humans, demons, and demons who had taken refuge together were fighting endlessly. The earth seemed like a destroyed ant nest, with countless black spots divided into distinct areas.

of the two factions.

Haoran said slowly: "Yanhuang competes with deer."

The golden-armored giant waved his long sword and drove the monsters and demons to the southwest. Nuwa sighed and left protecting the bullied people. Before leaving, she still looked back at Huangdi.

Chi You let out an earth-shattering roar and fell down.

A crack appeared in the earth, and the demons and monsters got into the crack and disappeared.

King Zhou asked suspiciously: "Where have they gone?"

Haoran shook his head and said: "I don't understand the outcome of the Yan-Huang War either."

Nuwa turned into a wisp of blue smoke and floated towards the Central Plains. The place where she landed was Mount Li.

In the northwest desert, a huge boulder floated out of the clouds and mist.

In the southeastern ocean, an island floated in the whirlpool.

"Kunlun Mountain, Jin'ao Island." Haoran said slowly: "The two camps in the Battle of the Gods."

Everything darkened, just as the stage play came to an end, the light went away from them, and finally only the oil lamp swinging in Haoran's hand remained. The stone platform fell to the ground with a "bang".

Haoran said: "We're here." He immediately took King Zhou's hand, and stardust flew from the distance and lined up at his feet. They stepped on the Milky Way-like road and slowly walked towards the white ball of light.

When he reached the end, Haoran turned off the oil lamp, stood in front of the white light ball, and said: "Lord Donghuang, Haoran is back."

It was a platform floating in the air. The platform was surrounded by ten stone pillars, with ancient characters engraved on the pillars. King Zhou asked: "Is this the place where the ten sacred artifacts are enshrined?"

Haoran replied: "Yes, after the artifact is retrieved, it must be put up, and then Lord Donghuang..."

Haoran was stunned.

King Zhou said in a deep voice: "Is this the Eastern Emperor Taiyi?"

Haoran opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "No... this is not... I have never seen the light group..."

Ever since Haoran was summoned here by Donghuang Taiyi, it was just a ball of floating white light. Even Haoran himself had never seen what was inside the ball of light. However, at this time, the white light dimmed in front of the two of them.

A person appears in the light group.

It was a man, with his eyes closed, floating in mid-air, with fine facial features, and teardrops hanging from his eyelashes. He was wearing a black and white nightgown, with the buttons casually unbuttoned to his lower abdomen.

He was wearing a strange double-horned nightcap, and his robe sleeves and trousers were very long, floating in the air.

"Why..." Haoran took a step back and said in a trembling voice: "It's actually Taishang Laojun?"

The eyelashes of Taishang Daode Tianzun trembled slightly, then he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Zhong'er, do you know why the Battle of the Gods started?"

"Why did Haotian Tower turn into the God-conferring Platform?"

"Why did you come here?"

Haoran was like thunder striking his head, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and he could hardly stand still. He shook his head in disbelief and said: "Old gentleman, you are Donghuang? Impossible, Donghuang's voice is not like this..."

Taishang Laojun smiled, stretched out his index finger, made a "hush" gesture, and continued: "Chiyou is dead and Shennong has retired, why is Nuwa still in the world?"

The old man said again: "I have three of the five great artifacts from Sanqing, one from Nuwa, and one from Donghuang. The demon refining pot is in Tongtian's hand, and he has handed it over to you. Pangu's ax is divided into three, and each of us has it.

It was a pity that the Xuanyuan Sword fell into the hands of Nuwa and was thrown into the human world..."

Haoran's pupils suddenly shrank, and he only heard Lao Jun say: "Haotian Tower is related to the survival of the three religions. I can't give it to you unless I don't want to. Give it back to me for the time being. When the gods and gods return to their thrones, I will give it to you to take back."

, is that good?”

At the same time, outside Xiqi City.

The World and Earth Network of Injustice is the red hydrangea. It is said that when the chaos first opened thousands of years ago, the leader Hongjun attained the great truth and preached in the Zixiao Palace. There were seven futons in front of him, namely Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Hongyun,

Kunpeng, Nuwa, Zhunti. After the sermon, the treasures were divided among the four elephant cliffs. Nuwa received the red hydrangea and the golden gourd because of her destiny. Later, she used the great merit of creating humans to mend the sky and became a quasi-sage.

Sanqing was originally transformed by Pangu's Qi. He inherited the merits of the creation of the world and became a saint after enlightenment. Although Nuwa was a quasi-sage, the red hydrangea was not trivial after all. When it was shaken open on the battlefield, it immediately absorbed the resentful souls everywhere and turned into countless

A sharp bloody light rushed toward Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong did not evade, and waved the golden whip. In an instant, the sky burst into golden light, the ground howled with blood, and the brilliant glow collided with the infinite sea of ​​blood!

The Kunlun Immortals each received their magic weapons and were so shocked that their faces turned pale.

Yang Jian said in disbelief: "Wen Zhong dared to fight with the ancient righteous god..."

Ziya said: "There is nothing in the world that he dare not do... Go down quickly and save people! Don't harm mortals!"

I saw a rumbling fire flying from the sky, red clouds rolling, but another golden immortal joined the battlefield. The immortal stopped high in the sky and said loudly: "Why do innocent soldiers suffer in such a battle!" After saying that, he raised his sleeves and threw out a cloud of auspicious clouds.

The auspicious cloud suddenly grew larger and enveloped the battlefield. It was the unique magic weapon of Hongjun's youngest junior brother, Daojun Lu Ya, the five-color divine light.

The five-color divine light protected tens of thousands of people on the field. Xiqi and Yin Shang all stopped fighting each other and looked to the heights together.

Thousands of blood threads formed by the red hydrangea were filled with resentment, and the dirty blood wrapped heavily around Wen Zhong and his horse, the black unicorn. Wen Zhong shouted loudly, the universe was bright, thunder roared, and the golden whip smashed the blood net into pieces, filling the sky.

Like bloody peach blossoms flying.

"Those who are sleeping - wake up!"

Wen Zhong shouted loudly, raised the male and female golden whips, and whipped them towards the vast sky!

That whip stirred up the vast sea of ​​clouds, crossed the vast land, and flew straight into the distance.

That whip traveled across the mainland of China and rushed towards Kunlun with overwhelming energy!

That whip, carrying the last vitality of the unyielding warrior, broke through countless immortal family restrictions and penetrated the Kunlun Mountains!

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly stood up. Before he could offer the Pangu flag, the golden light had already arrived in front of him. The white stone archway in front of Yuxu Palace was whipped to pieces by Wen Zhong!

That whip seemed to have absorbed the fury among the nebulae, and plunged headlong into the gate of the Four Symbols. The whip energy was devastating, and rolled into the great red sky! It was whipped directly towards the sleeping Supreme Lord in the middle of the grassland!
To be continued...