Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

East China Sea!

In the Changsheng Dojo!

Once again, Ao Changsheng was left alone.

Just as Gui Ling said before, Gui Ling still left and followed Jin Ling to participate in the Conferred God Tribulation.

Ao Changsheng did not say anything about this.

Just let Gui Ling play around.

For his sake, the saints of the prehistoric world would not, or dare not, really kill Gui Ling.

Of course, if he did not show up, his face would not be enough to protect Jiejiao just by relying on Gui Ling's appearance.

So...

The outcome of Jiejiao has long been determined.

Ao Changsheng has no intention of changing this.

As for the final outcome of Jin Ling and the impact on Gui Ling.

Ao Changsheng would not think too much about it.

That is Gui Ling's own business.

He has already reached the quasi-saint realm, and even an invincible cultivator in the quasi-saint realm. He is no longer the little spirit turtle that needs his care.

Standing in the center of the dojo, Ao Changsheng saw the turtle spirit flying over the East China Sea, and even the golden spirit was beside it.

Watching the two people's voice transmission conversation, and looking at their increasingly serious faces.

"Fool, you still can't fully understand what your master means!" Ao Changsheng sighed.

"The Conferred God Tribulation... Who said that Conferred God is a bad thing! They are all ancestors, how could they harm their own disciples and grandchildren?"

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly and said no more.

The whole truth of the Conferred God Tribulation was seen by Ao Changsheng, and how the saints played their roles in it, Ao Changsheng can be said to be very clear.

I can only say...

This is all because the disciples don't trust the master.

Some disciples of the Chan and Jie sects don't trust Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu, and Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu don't trust Hongjun Daozu.

In addition, other Laozi saints played their roles for other purposes.

The Saint Zhunti is ready to take advantage of the chaos in the East to seek benefits for the West and make a move for the rise of Western religion in the next era.

The Saint Jieyin, like the Saint Laozi, silently watched the Saint Zhunti's actions and made moves from time to time.

The Saint Nuwa watched coldly from the sidelines, looking down on the other saints' small moves.

It was these actions of the saints, plus the many disciples of the Chan and Jie religions, and the complex situation of the human race, that constituted this great catastrophe of the Conferred God.

As for Tiandao Hongjun, he would not reveal his calculations and would not tell the saints.

Even if...

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu, and even other saints, all misunderstood him.

Tiandao Hongjun would not explain, let alone care too much.

After all, he is Tiandao Hongjun!

His image outside is consistent with the Heavenly Dao, without sadness or joy, how could he plan and calculate?

Besides, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu misunderstood him, and in the end, only the disciples of the two sects were unlucky.

For Tiandao Hongjun, it was beneficial and harmless.

After all, Tiandao Hongjun's purpose was not to confer gods from the beginning to the end.

Conferring gods or not is meaningless to Tiandao Hongjun.

The reason for the appearance of the Conferring Gods Calamity is just because a Calamity is needed at this time.

As for the process of the Calamity, it is irrelevant to Tiandao Hongjun.

Yuanshi Tianzun did not see through this point, Tongtian Jiaozhu did not see through it, and the Saint Laozi and the Saint Nuwa who may have seen through it kept silent.

Ignore the prehistoric wind and clouds at all.

No.

Rather than saying that they ignore the prehistoric wind and clouds, it is better to say that they all have their own purposes, but... their purposes are the same as Tiandao Hongjun, and they don't care about how the Conferring Gods Calamity develops.

And Ao Changsheng basically knows all these.

But...

He just didn't say anything, just for fun!

He just watched his disciple run around in the Conferred God Tribulation, and watched her get her head broken and bleeding.

After all...

Just like Bo Yikao, the reincarnation of Ziweixing, who they were training, they themselves also needed to go through a training to sharpen their mind and body.

Ao Changsheng smiled slightly, and retracted his gaze on Gui Ling. This incarnation slowly dissipated and turned invisible.

The Golden Crow fell, and the Jade Rabbit rose!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years had passed in the prehistoric world.

Ten thousand years had passed, and the progress of the Conferred God Tribulation was so slow that it exceeded the imagination of countless powerful cultivators.

That's right!

The news of the Conferred God Tribulation had spread in the prehistoric world, and it was no longer just circulated among the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects.

Although this tribulation seemed to come a little early.

But there were only two tribulations recorded in the prehistoric world, the Dragon and Han Tribulation and the Lich Tribulation.

The Dragon and Han Tribulation was too far away, and even the great immortals of the present time could hardly verify it. However, the Lich Tribulation had only passed for nearly 20,000 years.Yuanhui.

In the prehistoric world, there are countless people who have experienced it.

Moreover, some witches and demons have experienced the horror of being unable to practice for nearly ten thousand years. It is understandable that the advance of this Conferred God Calamity is not difficult to understand.

As long as...

After this calamity, the remaining tens of thousands of years of long time will not be as long as the witches and demons calamity.

What's more.

Various news about this Conferred God Calamity has been spread a long time ago.

Among them, the most widely circulated is that this prehistoric calamity only affects the Chan and Jie sects, and will not affect the prehistoric creatures.

The prehistoric creatures only need to wait quietly for the prehistoric calamity to pass, and there will be no danger.

And this rumor also began and lasted for nearly ten thousand years in the prehistoric calamity, only the Chan and Jie sects fought endlessly. This basically confirmed this point.

This made the prehistoric creatures feel a lot more at ease.

But...

Even if it is a man-made calamity, will it really be so simple?

Others don't know.

But...

If Ao Changsheng were to answer, the answer would still be...

No!

There would definitely not be a second answer.

"Haha, I finally succeeded!"

The human race saint, deep in the Fire Cloud Cave.

The excited laughter of Fuxi suddenly came from the place where Fuxi was in retreat.

His Bagua Dao was finally completed.

The heaven and earth, the universe, the primeval world, everything, as long as there is no saint to cover it, there is nothing in the primeval world that can escape Fuxi's Bagua Dao.

As for the saint...

Fuxi felt the Bagua Dao, which was completely perfected but still could not fully display its full power, and he was neither sad nor happy.

Even though his mana was sufficient at this time and the Dao had been completed, he was still only a Hunyuan Jinxian, not a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

This was not Fuxi's fault.

But...

This world was restricting Fuxi.

No, to be precise, it was restricting all cultivators who wanted to impact the saints and the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

However, Fuxi was not panicked.

He had known this for a long time.

Besides...

The opportunity for a breakthrough was not far away.

Fuxi looked at the direction of the Nine Provinces of the human race from afar and murmured: "The dispute between Shang and Zhou should end as soon as possible."

As Fuxi's murmur fell.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that a dragon roar echoed, but... this dragon roar that resounded through the prehistoric world was heard by few people.

The roar of the golden dragon of the human race's luck had nothing to do with the human race, or it was absolutely impossible to hear it without the realm of saints.

And after this dragon roar.

In the battlefield between the Shang Dynasty and the Western Zhou Dynasty in the Nine Provinces of the human race, an invisible and imperceptible force quietly passed through the entire Nine Provinces.

The situation has changed!

It is not to say that the war situation completely turned to the Western Zhou Dynasty at this moment, but... the situation that was originally deadlocked between the two sides began to faintly turn to the Western Zhou Dynasty.

But... the process of this tilt was very weak, so weak that no cultivator noticed it.

Including... Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu who have been paying attention to the war between the Chan and Jie sects in the Nine Provinces of the human race.

After all, both Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu knew it very well in their hearts.

The Shang Dynasty will perish, and the winner must be the Western Zhou Dynasty!

This is not determined by the will of the saints, but by the human race itself.

It is the human race's holy mother Nuwa, the human race's holy emperor Fuxi, and the human race's emperor Dayu, although it cannot be said to be the will of the entire human race.

But...

This is the will of the entire human race.

"At most, in ten thousand years... my great tribulation of conferring the gods should be over, and then... it will be the time for me to break through."

Fuxi looked at the direction of the human race and whispered softly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Compared with the great saints who achieved the Dao with the help of the Hongmeng purple qi, Fuxi still hoped more for his Bagua Dao and wanted to achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Retracting his gaze, Fuxi had no intention of coming out of retreat, but continued to sit in meditation and adjust his state in the retreat.

Waiting for the opportunity to prove the Dao after ten thousand years.

However...

The appearance of this opportunity to prove the Dao came much faster than Fuxi imagined.

...

The Nine Provinces of the Human Race!

Jinji Ridge!

"Is that the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

A young general with a fair face, who looked like a teenager of eighteen or nineteen, stared at the barracks in the distance.

And behind the young general were millions of Yin Shang soldiers.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that there are only a few million Shang Dynasty soldiers here, but those who can be here have the lowest level of True Immortal cultivation.

And there are hundreds of thousands of Xuanxian generals, and even tens of thousands of Golden Immortals.

In this personAmong the nine states of the tribe, such an army can definitely be called an elite army.

And...

The most important thing is never the millions of Yin Shang soldiers, but the seemingly young Yin Shang general who leads them.

Kong Xuan!

For Kong Xuan, the millions of Yin Shang soldiers are just to fill the numbers and show his current status as a general of the Yin Shang.

As for using their power...

As a quasi-saint, Kong Xuan disdains it!

Although the world is big, one person can go there.

This is Kong Xuan's style of doing things.

Even if he hadn't accidentally learned that the Western Zhou Dynasty worshipped the phoenix and used the phoenix as a totem, he might have really involved the phoenix tribe in the prehistoric world.

With Kong Xuan's pride, he probably wouldn't have come here to become a general of the Yin Shang and be an enemy of the Western Zhou.

He thought of the phoenix tribe.

Kong Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of coldness, looking at the Zhou camp in the distance, especially the phoenix-shaped totems in the Zhou camp.

Kong Xuan snorted coldly: "From now on, Jinji Ridge is the end point of the Western Zhou army!"

After that, Kong Xuan gave an order, and the Yin Shang army fell directly towards Jinji Ridge.