Chapter 1941 God

"Father, my name is Liangyi Huandi."

This is what a yellow soul body said.

"Father, my name is Yin Yang Yuandi."

A half white, half black soul body said proudly.

"Hee hee, my name is Emperor Sixiang."

A four-color soul body next to him said.

"Then I will be called Baji Supreme."

One of the golden soul bodies said with a smile.

"Then I will be called Xiaoyaozi."

Among the seven soul bodies, only he is the soul body of the seven colors, and he opened his mouth at this time.

"My name is Emperor Hongmeng."

The soul body of the person who asked the question at first was purple-gold, and now he said solemnly. Xu Haotian was slightly surprised.

Xiaoyaozi!

Lord Hongmeng!

He remembered that he hadn't said the word Hongmeng, and Xu Tiannu hadn't said these two words either.

Could it be that this son was born by Hongmeng's luck?

"Father, I don't know, I just feel that the word Hongmeng has a special meaning to me."

"Then why are you called Xiaoyaozi?"

Xu Haotian can now see that these guys are the future primordial gods.

Especially the Tai Chi Emperor, Four Elephant Chaos, could they have something to do with Tai Chi Supremacy, Four Elephant God Sovereign?

"Hee hee, father, I just want to be free and unrestrained. I feel that this name is very suitable for me."

The soul said happily. He didn't feel the wonderful expression on Xu Haotian's face at all.

"Okay! I hope each of you can find your own direction."

Now he feels more and more that he is really the God of Creation.

Xiaoyaozi?

Nima!

Did Xiaoyaozi create it himself?

But Xiaoyaozi is a figure at the top of the pyramid in the system world, why did he exist before the opening of the primordial world?

"Eh, no, I remember the system said that Xiaoyaozi became the strongest in the system on his own initiative. Is there some secret in it?"

"I don't know. But everything has a cause and an effect, maybe the host is the creator of the primordial spirit."

The system is a little uncertain, but he still opened his mouth.

Taiji Emperor, Liangyi Tianjun, Yinyang Emperor, Sixiang Chaos, Baji Supreme, Xiaoyaozi, Hongmeng Emperor...

The seven soul bodies of different colors called each other names, like children, very cheerful.

For them, being able to have their own name is the happiest thing for them at this time.

Xu Haotian froze in place.

Not counting Xiaoyaozi, whether it is Emperor Taiji, Liangyi, Sixiang, Baji, Hongmeng, these are all the names of great figures who are familiar to later generations. Now let these seven little guys be used as names. I don't know what they will achieve in the end.

Finally, he took a deep look at Xiaoyaozi's colorful soul body. There was a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

Afterwards, the seven soul bodies chattered with Xu Tiannu again.

Xu Tiannu is a little trembling now, he didn't expect that the soul body that Xu Haotian casually created would be extremely powerful in later generations. He actually saw the power of the future, which is really incredible.

What shocked him even more was that the creator of the primordial spirit was Xu Haotian. Could it be that the number is set freely in the dark?

But Xu Haotian fell into deep thought.

If I created the primordial spirit, then what am I?

How did I do it?

Where do I come from?

At this moment, Xu Haotian was at a loss!

"The host can understand yourself as the first living being in the primordial period. You created seven strong men, and then they opened up the primordial realm, and then the primordial realm was shattered, and chaos began, and you, for some reason, suddenly disappeared. To commemorate you, to make you a myth, the myth of the first god of Hongmeng."