The Pan King of the Ancient World Proved the Way

Roar!

With a scream, the demons began to pounce on all living beings in the world again, intending to destroy all living beings in the world of China.

"Comrades, please go to your posts and protect the world."

At this moment, the Shenzhou Immortal Alliance, the original Great Luo Jinxian of the Shenzhou World, took action one after another.

Each of them incarnates into billions and uses all his strength to suppress the demons and protect all living beings.

King Pan watched all this calmly. He knew that these catastrophes were just the prelude to the catastrophe of the world. The real catastrophe of the world was the image of the saint.

The dark purple palace appeared out of thin air, as if it came directly from the other side of the void. A sea of ​​thunder surged around the palace, and purple lightning was everywhere, as if it was about to annihilate the world.

Boom boom boom boom!

The Zixiao Palace reappeared, and countless Zixiao divine thunders immediately struck down.

The world barrier in the Shenzhou world suddenly suffered such a strong impact that it was almost broken through.

However, the protection of the World Tree is no joke, and the power of Zixiao Divine Thunder cannot penetrate it.

"Finally showed up!"

With a thought in his mind, King Pan appeared outside the world of China. He wanted to fight and defeat the image of the saint in an upright manner.

Strictly speaking, there has always been only one saint in the prehistoric world, and that is Ancestor Hongjun. Because he was the only one who achieved the status of a saint entirely by himself, rather than with the help of external objects.

Saints like Sanqing, Nuwa, and the Western duo, although they can be called saints, are far from the real saints.

Ancestor Hongjun casually took out three small pills and took the three clearings to cure them.

True saints, like Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, have the ability to be on an equal footing with the way of heaven. No calamity in heaven and earth can do anything to them. They are neither born nor destroyed. Not to mention the little pills given by Patriarch Hongjun, Patriarch Hongjun personally took action. , nothing can be done to them.

The changes in the chaotic world once again attracted the attention of the great powers of the prehistoric world.

Seeing the clouds of calamity rolling in and the vision coming out of Zixiao Palace, all the great powers knew that the world of China was about to pass the calamity!

Chapter 64 The arrival of Hongjun (first update)

Crackling!

With the great masters of the ancient world stunned, King Pan moved forward and turned into a ball of intense black light, rushing into the terrifying Purple Sky Thunder Sea.

Zixiao Divine Thunder, the most famous thunder method under Pangu's Kaitian Divine Thunder, is the signature magical power of ancestor Hongjun.

However, the signature magical power is a magical power that is used frequently, and may not be that powerful. Just like the Yuqing Divine Thunder, Yuanshi Tianzun and his disciples will use it, and it is a symbol of the Yuxu lineage, but it is obvious that the Yuqing Divine Thunder is not the magic weapon for Yuanshi Tianzun to defeat the enemy.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder seems to be so powerful that a flash of lightning can open up the world or destroy endless time and space. In fact, it does not pose much of a threat to King Pan.

As soon as he rushed into the purple sky divine thunder, tens of billions of thunder behemoths were born from the thunder, like the ancient chaotic demon god reappearing, roaring, impacting, charging towards him violently, with a rolling momentum, The world shook, as if all the heavens and worlds were thrown into thundering purgatory.

But King Pan didn't care at all. He didn't use any of his magical powers and allowed the purple sky thunder to bombard him.

Boom! Boom!

Infinite mysterious power blasted into his body, sending out turmoil that destroyed the heaven and earth in his body.

King Pan's mind turned, and the universe in his body circulated endlessly and reincarnated. He actually refined the power of Zixiao Divine Thunder into his own magic power and became a part of his own universe.

Then, he crossed the galaxy and the universe at a dragon's pace, appearing in front of the Zixiao Palace in one step across the infinite distance of time and space.

This Zixiao Palace is more solid and realistic than the Zixiao Palace that appeared during the World Tribulation in the Zuzhou World. King Pan’s Dharma Eyes can vaguely see the interior of the Zixiao Palace through the Zixiao Palace. Sitting upright There is a young Taoist priest.

Ancestor Hongjun!

Today, with his cultivation level, he finally saw the true face of ancestor Hongjun.

Ancestor Hongjun is dressed in green clothes. His face is as beautiful as jade, his expression is indifferent, and he has remained unchanged forever. He has been sitting in the Zixiao Palace for countless years, dominating the general trend of the world and commanding all the gods and demons in the world.

Although King Pan saw that it was an image of heaven, he still saw it after all.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, soon? We will be able to meet each other for real."

King Pan took a deep breath of the Zixiao Divine Thunder and punched it, covering the past, present and future, the heavens and the universe, directly towards the Zixiao Palace.

There was no fluctuation in his heart. The Zixiao Palace in front of him was just a product of the evolution of calamity. It was not the real Zixiao Palace.

Only one day when he actually discussed Taoism with Patriarch Hongjun in Zixiao Palace could his mood be moved.

He is 100% convinced that in the prehistoric world, except for Ancestor Hongjun, no one is stronger than him, and no one can be his opponent. Not the four holy beasts, not Yuan Jun Dou Mu, who is the candle who incarnates the river of destiny. Neither can dragons.

Under his punch, the Zixiao Palace, which had evolved from a calamity, instantly fell apart and turned into pieces. The three thousand laws and the torrent of heaven were all vulnerable to a single blow.

The chaotic world was shaken by King Pan's magic power. The stable chaotic energy became extremely violent, with explosions everywhere and devastating scenes everywhere.

A wave of energy in the center of the circle spread out, almost splitting the chaos into two halves.

All the great powers of Xuanmen have lost their voices.

Yuanshi Tianzun was the first to become a saint, and he had the most say.

In the prehistoric world, he might be able to achieve the effect of this blow by using the power of Pangu Banner, but it was a blow with all his strength, and he could not surpass it.

Just looking at Pan Wang, the aura on his body is getting higher and higher, and each wave is stronger than the last. Obviously, he is not exerting his full strength.

After smashing the Zixiao Palace with one punch, King Pan came to the image of the saint.

The saint's image did not speak, and he would not speak. Heaven's Dao was affectionate but ruthless. In the eyes of Heaven, except for Pangu Zhengzong, all other creatures were the same.

The saint's image pointed in the air, and a tall portal buzzed, with countless mysterious runes on it that electrified dragons and snakes.

"Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries!"

The supreme heavenly voice sounded.

The way of heaven is also ruthless, even the original body of ancestor Hongjun and the mysterious gate were imprinted by it.

The Mysterious Gate contains endless mysteries. Three thousand avenues and eight hundred side gates all belong to the Mysterious Gate.

As soon as the mysterious door came out, the power to suppress the world and eliminate all heretic evil spirits burst out and suppressed King Pan with a bang.

Naturally, they didn't recognize the great power of the ancient world. They only saw a portal that was bigger and more majestic than the world of China descending, and then it crushed King Pan.

"Well done!"

Pan Wang almost clapped his hands and cheered.

Ancestor Hongjun’s methods have always been a mystery. The Black Lotus of Destruction does not remember everything about Ancestor Hongjun.

Considering the level of power of Patriarch Hongjun, any form of memory or information can automatically become his clone.

He opened his big hand and enveloped the world in all directions. Immediately, endless shadows covered the mysterious door.

An unprecedented artistic conception of decline, decay, and dusk emanated from King Pan. Under his palm, magical powers disintegrated, laws dissipated, and all mysterious fluctuations began to disappear.

Heaven and earth are helpless!

King Pan has been sitting on the Mo Dharma Heaven Monument for countless years, and he is not joking.

Every magic weapon on his body was used by him to understand its mystery and power.

The Taishi Tower, the Curse Altar, the Monument of the Ending Dharma, the World-Destroying Black Lotus, the God-killing Spear, the Zhoutian Star Chart, and the Jade Disc of Creation are all treasures, and all possess extremely profound mysteries.

The innate spiritual treasures are actually the skills left by the Great God Pangu to all sentient beings in the prehistoric times. Those powerful men of the older generation found their way to practice from the innate spiritual treasures and innate supreme treasures.

In an instant, the Mysterious Gate entered an apocalyptic country.

In the end of the world, all magic power will be dissolved.

King Pan reached out and lightly slapped the huge and shapeless Mysterious Door away with one palm. After countless explosions, the Mysterious Door disintegrated.

After being defused by King Pan, the image of the saint was not in a hurry. In fact, images of saints have no emotions at all.

Whoosh!

The image of the saint finally stood up. He used his big sleeves to make strange and bizarre moves, and repeated his old tricks, launching a fierce luck attack on King Pan.

King Pan saw that the image of the saint was randomly activated, and a long river of luck was drawn from the ancient world.

If he is caught in the long river of luck, his realm will fall.

This long river of luck, in an incredible way, penetrated the barriers of the chaotic world, fell on the fingertips of the saint's projection, circled, and rolled towards King Pan.

"The power of luck!"

King Pan's palm was filled with nothingness, and an invisible sword of luck appeared in his hand, which had no impact on reality at all, and struck the saint's projection head-on.

This sword was ordinary. It had no power to cut through the chaos, nor did it have the vision to create the world, but it made the image of the saint have to avoid it.

Chapter 65 The Ancestral Dragon Reappears (Chapter 2)

In the chaotic world, a silent and smokeless battle begins. The images of King Pan and the saint were coming and going, and they were in a trance as they fought fiercely.

In the eyes of most powerful beings, there are only two groups of light chasing each other and colliding with each other in the chaos. It looks like the play between naughty children.

However, the speed of these two groups of light was too fast, and their images were everywhere in the chaotic void. It was impossible to tell which image was from their bodies.

Different from the first battle, King Pan was passively beaten and resolved this time. This time, the offensive and defensive forces were reversed, and it was his turn to beat the image of the saint.

In the palm of King Pan's hand, he waved a thick chain of luck. The chain of luck was firmly tied into the long river of luck created by the image of the saint, and eroded the long river of luck.

Now, he and the image of the saint are competing for control of the long river of luck. The two powers are inseparable from each other in the long river of luck, and they are inseparable.

The long river of luck is constantly oscillating, and countless bubbles rise and rise, just like the Tianhe River overflowing, affecting infinite time and space. Any trace of this fluctuation is enough to turn a destined son into a mediocre person.