The Strongest Mythical Emperor - 1708. Chapter 1707

“But, where do I go to find Li Huahun?”

The Master Tongtian said helplessly, how great the Hongmeng was, and it was almost impossible to find Li Huahun without special means.

Hongjun and the Twelve Ancestral Witch returned to Qin Jun. At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witch was full of excitement, and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods’ formation made them full of confidence.

Too Yi Changsheng was killed by them so easily, do they already have the strength to challenge the God of Hongmeng?

When they thought of this, they were even more excited, but in front of Qin Jun, they dared not act.

“You should be able to find it.”

Qin Jun looked at Ren Woxiao and asked. He remembered that Li Huahun once said that he had a special connection with Ren Woxiao.

Hearing this, let me smile and nodded, and said, “He is on the monument to the town spirit of Xi Hongmeng.”

Town Spirit Monument!

Qin Jun squinted his eyes, could it be that too Yi Changsheng has obtained the essence of the origin?

And where is the Essence of Origin that is too easy to grow?

Killed too fast just now, forgot this.

“Thank you for your help. When you come to Xihongmeng in the future, I will treat you with the highest courtesy.”

Le Fan came to Qin Jun, clasped his fists and said with a solemn expression on his face.

Qin Jun smiled and nodded, if there is a deep meaning: “Cultivate hard, you are the son of Hongmeng, this should be your weapon, not a disaster.”

The sons of Hongmeng are protected by the luck of Hongmeng the Great. They are equivalent to the descendants or apprentices of Hongmeng Great. Qin Jun loves the house and Wu, so they are naturally pleasing to the eye.

Li Fan said solemnly: “Next time, I will definitely be stronger.”

Too Yi Changsheng was not a small stimulus to him. This battle made him deeply aware of his weakness.

Qiang Ruo Yi Changsheng couldn’t hold Pangu Giant God’s punch, let alone him.

“Well, let’s go and go directly to the Zhenling Monument.”

Qin Jun turned his head and smiled at Ren Me. As for the fate of the far-away Emperor Ji and Zun, they have quietly left, and Qin Jun did not stop them.

Jidi’s opportunity seems to be derived from respecting destiny, no matter what the purpose of respecting fate, Qin Jun believes that Jidi can get away.

If Jidi had a dull mind, how could he live to this day?

After all, Ji Di is a famous fighting lunatic, wherever he goes, he is an enemy.

The group left quickly.

Le Fan looked back at the place where the Twelve Ancestor Witch and Taiyi Changsheng fought, where there was still the sacred vitality and chaos, covering hundreds of billions of miles, just like the scene after a tornado exploded.

Vaguely, Le Fan could still feel the remaining coercive aura of Pangu Titan.

“Is it the legendary Pangu who opened the sky…”

Li Fan muttered to himself, his eyes were complicated.

…

In the Hongmeng starry sky, the fate of Jidi and Zun galloped side by side.

The faces of the two of them were very gloomy, the Emperor Ji was hit by the twelve capital gods’ evil formation, and the destiny was unable to snatch the son of Hongmeng, and his mood was ruined.

I don’t know how long it has been.

Zun Destiny opened his mouth and said: “You have to continue to grow stronger, so strong that it is too easy to live longer.”

“Yeah.” Ji Di replied.

The atmosphere between the two is a bit awkward.

Previously, they had promised to catch Le Fan and step on too easy for longevity. Finally, they flee in a desperate manner. Only they knew what it was like.

At the same time, news about the fall of Taiyi Changsheng still spread, and even caused a wave of enthusiasm behind.

That is when the creatures team up to challenge to become the strongest of the gods!

As long as those strong men fall, the creatures behind can rise even if they can’t replace him.

Of course, these are all things to follow.

…

In a big world, on the edge of an infinite ocean, Lao Tzu slowly opened his eyes and then stood up.

“Something seems to be coming.”

Laozi frowned, looked at the end of the sea level, and muttered to himself.

“Quick! Run away! Run away!”

At this moment, a voice rang in his ears, panicking, frowning his brows, and immediately turning around and flying out of the big world.

However, he hadn’t been flying for long, and a red light appeared behind him, chasing after him.

In an instant, Lao Tzu’s hair was horrified, turning his head to look, the distance between the red light and him was rapidly shortening.

“what is this?”

I was horrified. Before he could react, the red light suddenly accelerated and crashed into his body.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Tzu stopped abruptly, his eyes closed tightly, and there were two groups of qi fighting in his body vaguely.

“Why? Why don’t you allow me!”

The previous voice sounded inside Lao Tzu, and his tone was full of despair.

Soon, this voice no longer sounded, and Lao Tzu’s breath gradually became stable.

Laozi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were flushed, his face became slightly ugly, his sleeves were in the wind, his aura gradually became stronger.

“This feeling… so powerful…”

Laozi twisted his neck and muttered to himself, his state was obviously not right.

“Essence of Siyuan… Son of Hongmeng…”

“The mission you gave me is really great.”

…

Xi Hongmeng, Zhenling Monument.

Qin Jun and others rushed over, and as soon as Tai Yi Changsheng’s clone was about to take a shot, it was quickly resolved by Hongjun, and his soul flew away.

When they came to the top of the Zhenling Monument, they saw Emperor Ling, Li Huahun and Jiugong Supreme lying on the ground at a glance.

“It’s the emperor!”

Emperor Ling exclaimed in surprise, and Jiugong Supreme originally snorted coldly and turned his head.

Let me laugh and walk in front of Li Huahun, wave his hand to lift its seal, and then hum: “Smelly boy, you are too embarrassed to let me smile.”

Li Huahun walked slowly, twisted his wrist, and said, “I, it’s your shit.”

The smile that allowed me to smile instantly solidified, and the Twelve Ancestor Witch, Master Tongtian and Cheng Yaojin burst into laughter. Even Hongjun couldn’t help showing a slight smile.

“Untie them both.”

Qin Jun ordered, let me laugh, this guy deliberately ignored Emperor Ling and Jiugong Supreme, really stingy.

Hongjun waved his sleeves immediately, and Emperor Ling and Jiugong were relieved.

“How to find the essence of Siyuan next?”

Dijiang asked curiously. Emperor Shi Dawei once said that the essence of the origin is hidden here.

Qin Jun smiled slightly and got up immediately.

There is the imprint of his soul in the town spirit monument, just pour his mana into it, and the town spirit monument will recognize the master again.

boom–

At this moment, a huge hand that was taller than the Zhenling Monument came in. This hand was faintly blue, and you could even see the blood vessels like mountains and rivers, flowing with extremely powerful mana.

Hongjun waved Dao Chen to wrap him up, making him unable to move forward.

“He Fang Xiaoxiao! Get out!”

Gong Gong roared, shaking the surrounding vitality violently.

Qin Jun turned his head to look, his eyes narrowed, his eyes passed through the billowing sea of clouds and landed on a figure tens of billions of miles away.

The man was wearing a white robe with a golden chair printed on his back. His face was indifferent, his white hair clinging to the back of his head, his eyes had no pupils, only pitch black, his complexion was extremely pale, and he looked at Qin Jun and the others coldly.

“court death!”

Zhu Rong screamed and pushed his hands forward abruptly.

The billowing flames turned into a wall of fire and swept away, lined up the sea of great clouds, and rammed the white-robed man unstoppably.

“Exit.”

The white-robed man uttered a word softly, and the wall of fire that seemed to divide the Hongmeng starry sky into two instantly dissipated.