Chapter 200 Damenggu

"The human world." Di Fang looked at Xuan Ming with a glint in his eyes.

If the human race in the Earthly Immortal Realm is like a plate of loose sand, then the human race in the human world can be said to be worse than a plate of loose sand.

The humans in the Earthly Immortal Realm will still pay attention to it, but the humans in the Human Realm don’t pay that much attention.

Especially when tens of millions of years have passed, one year on earth and one day in heaven.

Now thousands of years have passed in the human world, and many things have been forgotten and lost in the long river of time.

If there is one place where the most serious internal strife is, it is undoubtedly the human clan in the human world.

Maybe we can plan it later, but not now. The emperor couldn't help but think that the human race in the human world didn't have much idea at the moment.

The human race in the Earth Immortal Realm needs the emperor's attention. After all, no matter how much trouble the Human Race in the Human World makes, it can't turn the world upside down, but the human race in the Earth Immortal Realm is different.

Thinking of this, Di Fang's eyes shone with a glint, and then he looked towards the battlefield outside the territory.

Extraterritorial battlefield.

Today's Nordic mythological world has chosen to shrink after Yuexi broke into it.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Odin knew very well that a being like Yue Xi was definitely not the strongest in the opponent's world.

The reason is very simple. This guy is still in the same realm as Thor. In this case, we can understand why Odin gave such an order.

To a certain extent, the shrinking of Norse mythology is just a slow death.

It depends on the prehistoric world, when exactly you want to take action is the key.

If the prehistoric world chooses to take action, even the world of Nordic mythology will only happen in an instant.

The battlefield outside the territory is not just about plundering, but also means training troops.

Because of this, the world of Nordic mythology has been able to exist for such a long time.

To put it simply, it's not that the world of Nordic mythology has shrunk and the creatures in the prehistoric times have no choice. They just don't want it to end so early.

Time passes slowly.

Time has chosen to leave Sun Wukong and go to practice under Patriarch Ti’s family. Several years have passed.

Now Sun Wukong has left Fangcun Mountain and returned to Huaguo Mountain.

You must know why in the original work, Sun Wukong caused trouble in the underworld. It was because his life span was not enough. In fact, this was a game.

Sun Wukong is at least an immortal now, so how could he not live long enough? To put it bluntly, he just colluded with the West.

Things start to happen just like in the original novel.

Sun Wukong first obtained the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in the Dragon Palace, then made a havoc in the underworld to modify the book of life and death, and finally made a havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

Every step is clearly arranged.

All the immortals and gods know it, but Sun Wukong does not.

You must know that Haotian is a peak quasi-sage. Although he has never taken action, he has followed Taoist Hongjun for countless years and has become a quasi-sage in Lakua.

There is no problem with the minimum qualifications and talents of Taoists who can become Taoist ancestors.

Apart from that, when Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, he could not reach the realm of the Heavenly Immortal until he died. As for why there would be the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal later.

That all depends on the efficacy of Taishang Laojun's elixir and flat peach.

But because of this, Sun Wukong's foundation was completely destroyed.

Thirty-sixth heaven.

Now that heaven and earth have reopened, the thirty-sixth level is the heaven.

Daluo heaven,

Sun Wukong directly rewarded Lingxiao Palace.

Di Fang's eyes were focused here, watching Sun Wukong causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

He couldn't help but shook his head.

Sun Wukong's life can only be described as a tragedy. The emperor set his sights here to give the monkey a chance.

A chance to see the world clearly.

If he doesn't care, then there is nothing the emperor can do.

Sun Wukong directly smashed the sign of Lingxiao Palace, then looked at the throne representing the Emperor of Heaven with a glint in his eyes, and sat on it.

For an instant, Sun Wukong felt that the time and space around him had stopped.

"A great dream for eternity!!" Di Fang murmured, and the endless power bloomed instantly under the chaotic sky without causing any ripples.

"Where is this?!" Sun Wukong looked at the demon gods and terrifying giants with countless terrifying auras blooming around him.

All the hair on his body trembled.

Sun Wukong looked at these demon gods and giants with solemn eyes.

The aura of terror was permeated and intertwined, and each one was no weaker than him, and even more powerful.

Only then did Sun Wukong realize his insignificance.

Twelve terrifying giants appeared between heaven and earth, shaking the heavens and worlds with every move they made. Countless demons and gods died with every blow.

Each one is more powerful than Sun Wukong himself.

"This is!!!" Sun Wukong's pupils shrank and he looked at the twelve terrifying giants, the ancestral witches! ! !

There are also those two golden suns, Demon Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

The flow of time in Sun Wukong's eyes accelerated. Sun Wukong could not help but see the fall of the twelve giants, and also saw the collapse of demons and gods all over the sky.

The Demon Emperor, who was like two golden suns, all fell here.

The pillar that towered over the sky collapsed, everything was disillusioned, and everything became a cloud of the past.

Sun Wukong was stunned. He seemed to feel something, as if he had noticed something, and stared blankly at the ruined world.

Six saints appeared in heaven and earth.

After repairing the world and cutting off the black turtle, a five-color stone fell on the Huaguo Mountain. Sun Wukong looked at the five-color stone and thought it looked familiar.

Sun Wukong appeared on the Huaguo Mountain.

"Is this my old grandson?" Sun Wukong looked at the five-color stone with a glint in his eyes, and time changed again between heaven and earth.

Sun Wukong saw the rise of the human race, the birth of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the emergence of countless human race heritage.

What shocked Sun Wukong the most was that the dragon clan was more terrifying than he imagined. Countless dragon clans came out of the infinite sea.

His body carries the aura of trembling in the heavens.

This is different from the dragon kings he came into contact with. When facing him, those dragon kings were submissive, but these countless real dragons came out of the boundless sea one by one.

It's even more outrageous that one is stronger than the other.

This is the first time the battlefield outside the prehistoric territory is opened.

Countless prehistoric ethnic groups showed the strength of their own ethnic groups. The world was wider and vaster than he imagined.

"How is it possible?" Sun Wukong looked at Tathagata Buddha in disbelief.

In his opinion, even if he lost to Tathagata Buddha, he would not lose so badly. But now, it seems that he has lost more completely.

It was just a ray of Buddha's light, not a real attack. The gap was so big that Sun Wukong couldn't muster any fighting spirit.

Sun Wukong directly set up somersault cloud and prepared to leave here.

"Don't leave, monkey!" Tathagata Buddha said in a deep voice and stretched out his big hand.

The magical power of Buddhism holds the kingdom of Buddhism in your palm! ! !

Sun Wukong was instantly enveloped in it.

Sun Wukong bared his teeth and roared continuously, and his demonic power exploded, but he could not leave the scope of the Buddha Kingdom in his hands no matter what.

In an instant, Tathagata Buddha suppressed it on the earth, forming a five-fingered mountain.

"Sun Wukong, you are making a big fuss in the Dragon Palace, the Underworld, and Heaven. Today, you will be suppressed for five hundred years. In five hundred years, another Buddhist scripture seeker will pass by here. He can only leave Wuzhishan by worshiping this person as his teacher." Tathagata Buddha's voice sounded, and instantly the whole world The world fell silent.

Sun Wukong looked at the mountains suppressing him with a glint in his eyes.

There was no resistance, no roaring.

After the Eternal Dream, Sun Wukong understood that the world valued strength, not roar.

Tathagata Buddha left here directly.

Sun Wukong was suppressed at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain.