Three thousand years!

It was just a blink of an eye.

Yang Qifeng has been listening to Hongjun's preaching for three thousand years. The explanations of these three thousand years are completely the Tao of the Tao, which emphasizes how Hunyuan became the Tao of the Tao.

If we talk about the last sermon, it was about the Three Thousand Great Dao, and we were still paying attention to the eating behavior. Then this time, there was no slight eating behavior. The Hunyuan Ancestor of Dao Dao mentioned in it was completely designed for Yang Qifeng himself.

Each process has reached the steps of each step, and is still based on Yang Qifeng's situation. It's like Yang Qifeng playing a game and upgrading to level 10. It's not other general guides, just telling you a location.

This is accurate to every task, and every monster, how much experience a monster will give, and how long it takes, all of which are already accurate.

Yang Qifeng had to admire him, and he was also very awe in his heart.

All efforts were all based on the calculations of these big guys. They knew everything that Yang Qifeng encountered. To be honest, since Yang Qifeng began to enter the main god space, he had fallen into the clutches of these big guys.

"Achieve the Tao!" Hongjun suddenly stopped preaching and did not explain his doubts to Yang Qifeng. Everything has been arranged. As long as Yang Qifeng follows the steps, he can prove his ancestors.

Not to mention Yang Qifeng at this moment, even a pig could be pushed to the realm of Taoist ancestors by them.

After so many years of preparation, the plans for the Saints of the Heavenly Realms and All Realms work together to break through. The Saints of the Saints have worked together to deduce how many times, and the Saints who have taken charge of the Dao of Time have gone to the future to calculate their premonition.

Whether it is present, past, or future, all have been successful, eliminating any possibility of failure.

He looked at Yang Qifeng calmly, waved his hand, and the twelve figures with blood and blood appeared in front of Yang Qifeng.

The turbid air began to spread, and the qi and blood that surged up were like the Yangtze River, hot enough to melt everything. Just seeing these twelve burial figures, any evil person would be burned to death immediately.

These twelve figures are the twelve ancestor witches, and each of these ancestral witches is not a quasi-saint realm, they are all Hunyuan.

What a big deal, he was the twelve Hunyuan powerhouses all at once. Yang Qifeng looked at Hongjun and thought that this was a mutated Hongjun, who was born in the vast world, but he never thought that this one was the immortal in the heaven.

This old guy lived a long life. At that time, the old guy belonged to this old guy, and he was one of the best among the Holy Lords.

Yang Qifeng sighed and said that there was more than one Taoist ancestor in this mutated world. This is a big mistake. What is the Taoist ancestor? There is more than one Saint Lord.

In order to preside over the ceremony, these saints have used all kinds of methods and have laid the foundation for Yang Qifeng's path.

This is to directly pile yourself into the realm of the Saint in a short time, and a haze appears in your eyes. This is not a good thing. The foundation that Yang Qifeng focuses on will be destroyed completely. At that time, the foundation is empty, and even if he becomes the Saint, he will be the weakest Saint.

Thinking about the fact that my soul has attained Hunyuan with one stone, this is also full of tricks. The Chaos Pearl is too strong.

Not only is he the weakest saint, but he also makes too fast progress. Among them, he has arranged these saints. He has unknown how many hidden tricks he has hidden in his body. If the ritual is completed at that time, then these people will attack him.

I am afraid that I will fall immediately under the Saint Lord, so that there will be no threat to the Saint Lords anymore, and life and death are under the control of the Saint Lords.

There is no danger in presiding the ceremony, but what about after the ceremony is completed?

Yang Qifeng has never played such a word game, so how could he just be foolishly convinced like an idiot?

But unfortunately, Yang Qifeng no longer has any choice. If he doesn’t do it at this moment, he will die.

Yang Qifeng has always believed in the creed that dying late is better than dying early.

Moreover, Yang Qifeng also has a glimmer of hope. Not all the Saints wanted Yang Qifeng to die. The hidden tricks were just to remove Yang Qifeng, a threatening person, and not to seize the quota.

This is difficult, what we seek is not transcendence, but how to save our lives.

This is Yang Qifeng's attitude. Yang Qifeng has seen these horrors of the holy masters now. He is equivalent to a son of destiny, but they have accomplished it alive.

It does not give you time to develop vulgarly. When the catastrophe is halfway through, it will directly enter the final climax and cut off the middle process at once. It is a strange thing that the son of destiny can develop.

Yang Qifeng looked at the twelve ancestor witches who had long lost their minds and had only left their body. This was the saddest one. They could achieve enlightenment in Hunyuan while they were alive, but they were all prepared for Yang Qifeng to break through to the Taoist ancestor.

Combining the power of the twelve ancestor witches to condense Pangu’s true body, this is the Taoist ancestor.

The Taoist ancestor was in charge of the great way, but it was obvious that no matter Hongjun or other saints, they had never considered letting Yang Qifeng understand the great way. They were just using rigid standards to pile up Yang Qifeng.

The twelve ancestor witches are not enough, Yang Qifeng knows that there are still twelve ancestor witches.

If you don’t become a saint, you can’t be the only one in the heavens. As long as you have the prehistoric world, you will have the twelve ancestor witches. With the ability of the saint, you will not only have the twelve ancestor witches in front of you.

Yang Qifeng felt cold in his heart, and according to Hongjun's preaching steps, he began to devour the twelve ancestor witches.

The twelve ancestor witches were like part of Yang Qifeng's body, and they swallowed them without any obstacles. I don't know how many times the deduced method has been tried, in the past, present, and future, the Saints have tried it.

When the twelve ancestor witches completely devoured, Hongjun, who was watching coldly, waved his hand, but twelve drops of golden essence and blood appeared, and the twelve drops of essence and blood completely merged into Yang Qifeng's body.

An ancient wild aura began to spread on Yang Qifeng's body, and the flesh and blood continued to evolve. Pangu's true body was condensed directly under Hongjun's care without any obstacles.

Yang Qifeng sighed in his heart. Since practicing, he has never been like before his eyes. Practice is so easy and simple, even simpler than eating and drinking water. Every change process and every unexpected situation have been expected.

Hongjun predicted that Yang Qifeng just needed to follow the process and naturally condense Pangu's true body.

Pangu's true body has a special status in the prehistoric world, so he is naturally a Taoist ancestor.

It’s okay in the prehistoric world. If you leave the prehistoric world and do not control the great way, this is the weakest Taoist ancestor.
Chapter completed!