Seeing the phosphorus filter coming, Mi Huai was so angry that he was one level higher than his cultivation level. Mi Huai was able to compete with him because he was like Hongjun, who controlled most of the heavenly path.

At this time, facing the ridicule of phosphorus filter, my heart was naturally filled with anger.

"How dare you plot against me like this? This ultimate god of creation in the prehistoric world is still there, and I still let me enter. What's the intention?"

"hehe!"

He let out a chuckle, Mi Huai didn't care about his question at all.

"I have reminded you a long time ago. You still insist on entering. I can't control Lord Mihuai!"

"you……"

Mi Huai was so angry that he couldn't speak.

No matter how I listened, at least that sentence didn't seem like a reminder, but instead was a provocation.

Phosphorus was not expected to be so terrifying. Fortunately, after listening to the words of Phosphorus, this Mihuai was also a wayfinding stone, testing the true strength of the prehistoric world.

After sorting out his emotions a little, Mi Huai spoke,

"I just took it out carelessly. I think there must be a problem with this. If the ultimate Creation God is really still there, how can the Phosphorus survive safely until now? Don't you think there is any problem?"

Mi Huai expressed his guess, saying that it might be just a false statement.

Phosphorus filters don't care,

"So what, do you dare to test it?"

Mi Huai was speechless for a moment, so what if he guessed it? He didn't dare to bet whether Pangu was really that powerful.

If you win the bet, it will be his. If you lose the bet, your cultivation will be lost for many years, and the cost will be too high.

"snort!"

Mi Huai sat cross-legged and stopped talking.

Not long after, Linghen also ran back in a panic and asked when he saw Mi Huai.

"Master, is it really a terrifying thing in the prehistoric world?"

Linghen went out in a daze and came back in a daze.

Seeing Linghen, Mi Huai suddenly had a plan and couldn't test it. Didn't Linghen enter the prehistoric world before? He thought of the Phosphorus Abyss that had lost its power. Mi Huai understood that as long as his strength did not exceed the Dao Realm, Pangu would not take action.

"Hahaha!"

Mi Huai, who had figured it out, suddenly burst out laughing, and the phosphorus filters sitting beside him were also attracted.

Linghen didn't know what the master was going crazy, and was about to ask, Mi Huai said,

"Continue to go back and enter the prehistoric world directly through the passage opened by the Phosphorus Abyss. Then Pangu will not take action! Stay in the prehistoric world for the time being and try to compete for Hongjun's Lord of Heaven, and you will have a chance!"

Mi Huai's tone was almost certain, and Phosphorus filter was also a little curious.

"What did you find?"

"Then Pangu must be strong on the outside but the middle is not afraid. Let the spirit scars enter it and eat slowly!"

Linghen was not happy anymore. He couldn't beat Hongjun in the prehistoric world, so he came to find Mi Huai. When he went back, he would still go directly into the prehistoric world. Isn't he seeking death?

"I was scared away, and I want me to die?"

Linghen said in his heart that he would never dare to say it out loud.

Mi Huai observed his words and expressions, knew Linghen’s concerns, and comforted him.

"Don't be afraid of Hongjun. Once you enter the prehistoric world, he will have nothing to do. Unless he wants to kill the death, I believe that Hongjun will not be so unwise!"

Mi Huai is also the lord of the heavenly way, so he naturally knows Hongjun's weaknesses.

Linghen's expression didn't believe it very much. Mi Huai glared at him and said,

"What, will your teacher still lie to you?"

"I dare not, I dare not!"

"Then go, Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian is immortal, what are you afraid of? Don't lose face in the divine realm!"

"It's you who are embarrassed!"

Linghen secretly complained, but answered from his mouth.

"I will enter the prehistoric world now!"

After saying that, he was about to leave, and he understood that Mi Huai must have known something, but he didn't tell him that he didn't dare to go in, which explained the problem.

In the prehistoric world, while Mi Huai left, Hongjun also received a message.

"Come to Zhoushan!"

Hongjun is very familiar with this sound. This is the sound that Pangu’s true body was formed in the past, as it was.

It was the voice transmission from the great god Pangu that when he noticed Mi Huai, Hongjun couldn't help but be afraid and did not dare to act rashly. Although he left for some reason, Hongjun guessed that it must be related to Pangu.

Hearing Pangu's voice transmission, Hongjun no longer hesitated and headed straight for Zhoushan. After a moment, Hongjun appeared on Zhoushan.

Now the entire foot of Mount Zhou is full of human races spreading outward in a circular shape, almost ten times the beginning, but there are few people on Mount Zhou.

Even if Zhou Shan’s power is not as powerful as before, it is not something that ordinary people can step into.

Hongjun appeared in Zhoushan and immediately felt Pangu's aura, from the center of Zhoushan.

"You are here!"

A sound came, and the shape was gone, and Pangu had no power to evolve into the shape.

"Great God Pangu!"

Hongjun saluted respectfully. No matter what, Pangu capital is worthy of Hongjun's worship. Not only did he become a prehistoric world, but he saved Hongjun twice.

"My remaining power is no longer enough to fight against foreign enemies. It was the last force that formed pressure just now, scaring away the person with foreign chaos. When the power is exhausted, I will go to a deep sleep. The next crisis will depend on you to wait for yourself!"

Pangu went straight to the point, and Hongjun also understood the reason why Mi Huai retreated.

Pangu used all his strength to release the pressure of the eighth level of the Dao Realm, scaring Mi Huai away, but no longer had combat power.

Fortunately, Mi Huai left. If he was really not afraid of death, he would be able to kill him and fight back. He would probably be completely finished.

"I dare to ask the great god Pangu, how should we deal with it?"

Hongjun asked.

I am really powerless, and my absolute strength can crush everything, and it cannot be compensated by any conspiracy.

Mihuai is coming again, no one can stop it!

"The only way to improve your strength!"

Pangu left a word and there was no sound anymore, and then the Pangu aura of the entire Zhoushan disappeared.

What’s even more terrifying is that Zhou Shan’s Pangu’s pressure disappeared!

In other words, ordinary people in the future can climb to the top of Mount Zhou as long as they have perseverance and spend time! If they have great power, they can directly destroy Mount Zhou.

This is not a good omen. Zhoushan is the backbone of the prehistoric world. Once Zhoushan falls, the losses to the prehistoric world will be unparalleled.

The current six realms can perfectly rely on the existence of the prehistoric world because of Zhoushan. If there is a problem with Zhoushan, once the six realms receive external forces, they will be dispersed. This is why the battle between the six saints of the prehistoric world can break up the prehistoric world when they were named gods.

Pangu seemed to have entered a state of charge at this time. Only when the energy is full again can it appear again. It can be understood in disguise that Pangu has completely "fallen".

"Oh! Misfortune never comes alone!"

Hongjun stood in front of Zhoushan and sighed, "The vast world is full of disasters and difficulties."

For a moment, the entire prehistoric world could feel a sense of sadness, but in an instant, it disappeared.

Pangu fell, and the world was sad, and was controlled by Hongjun in time.

Because Luohu, Hongjun knew that there must be people from the Divine Realm in the prehistoric world. If there is any clue, the day of the great disaster in the prehistoric world will not be far away!

Looking up at the direction of Penglai Island, Hongjun thought to himself,

"Fellow Daoist Shichen, when will you come out of seclusion?"

Hongjun has no other way except to pin his hope on Shichen.

After staying in Zhoushan for a while, Hongjun returned to Zixiao Palace and could only pay attention to the prehistoric world at all times and take one step at a time.

As the saying goes, the sky falls and tall men are standing by. Hongjun's group of people are tall men. The saints are still worried about their own sects and their own luck, but they do not know that the prehistoric world is in danger.

After several birthday crises, no creatures in the prehistoric world knew nothing, and the saints only had some bad premonitions. Hongjun felt that some things must be told to them, so that they could prepare early and be careful.

With Luohu, the inner person, Hongjun didn't know how the people from the divine realm would arrive next time. There were three Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals left in the chaos.

"All Hunyuans go to Zixiao Palace!"

Hongjun's voice was transmitted to all the powerful people above Hunyuan in the prehistoric world, including Yang Mei who had been singing a one-man show and the demon god of reincarnation.
Chapter completed!