Chapter 370 God of Creation

Ten thousand years have passed slowly.

In the prehistoric world, there is a depressing atmosphere at this moment, as if there is a huge mountain in the sky pressing on everyone's heart. All the living beings in the prehistoric world can feel the terrifying pressure.

The prehistoric world is terribly calm, it is the tranquility before the storm, it is the dusk before the darkness, and the storm is coming!

Many prehistoric masters have heavy faces. The prehistoric world has not grown up completely. If they are given some more time, they are confident that they are no worse than others. Unfortunately, no one will give them time, and the enemy will not be merciful. Short time is not a reason for weakness.

A shadow of destruction hangs over the hearts of the people in the prehistoric world.

Many powerful people in the prehistoric world are beginning to prepare, because everyone knows how terrible the enemy they are going to face is. At least a strong man in the Heavenly Dao Realm is about to lead their world to attack their prehistoric world.

Even ordinary creatures in the prehistoric world feel that the atmosphere is unusual, as if something great is about to happen.

In Kunlun Mountain, Tongtian and Taishang gathered together. Both of them looked worried. Obviously, the problem this time was not simple.

Tongtian was no longer as arrogant as before. He said in a deep voice: "I wonder when big brother can come back?"

"Big brother wants to break through the Heavenly Dao Realm this time. I am afraid it will take a lot of time." Taishang said.

"My great catastrophe in the prehistoric world is coming. As far as we know, the three parties of the Demon Heaven World, the Creation World, and the Netherworld Ghost Realm have begun to stir recently and have a tendency to attack my prehistoric world." Tongtian said with a heavy face.

These three worlds are similar to his prehistoric world. They are all at the bottom. But even if they are at the bottom, they have a strong man in the Heavenly Dao Realm in each world, while the prehistoric world has none. The gap is obvious at a glance.

"Are there no movements in the other five realms?" Taishang said.

"No, don't you know what they are paying attention to? Isn't it just watching the fire from the other side of the river and the fishermen benefiting. Humph! Don't you worry about the mantis catching the cicada, and the oriole behind." Tongtian said angrily.

Tai Shang did not show any surprise on his face. He picked up the teacup on the table in front of him, took a sip, and said slowly: "This matter may not be that simple. The other worlds have different thoughts and ulterior motives. They are also on guard against each other and do not want to be attacked by other worlds. Of course, they do not want to watch other worlds grow slowly. On the contrary, these relatively weak worlds are different. They are not worried that these worlds will grow and threaten themselves, because it takes time to grow. They can easily destroy these worlds during this time.

And these relatively weak worlds have to face the attacks of the worlds above, and want to devour others to improve themselves, so they will stick together. As the weakest world in the nine realms, my Honghuang is isolated by them. And the target they want to devour. I'm afraid the other worlds are helpless. They clearly have the power to destroy my Honghuang, but they can't take action because they have to be on guard against each other. "

Tongtian said with a face full of sarcasm: "It's like big fish eating small fish, and small fish eating shrimp. At this moment, a group of big fish want to fatten up these small fish, and then divide them up. What a good plan!"

"That's right!"

Taishang nodded, and then said: "But even so, we have to accept this fact, because we are the shrimps that are not even small fish."

"Damn it, the time for my Honghuang to rise is too short. If I wait for a while longer, my brother will break through, and why should we be regarded as the world's nutrients like now?" Tongtian said with resentment on his face.

The potential of Honghuang is not weak. Not only is Hongjun going to break through, but there are also mysterious people such as Hun Kun Patriarch, Nuwa, Lu Ya, and Yuanshi. It's a pity that the time given to them is too short.

Taishang was silent. The enemy saw this point, otherwise they would not have invaded Honghuang so quickly. They were just worried that something might happen in Honghuang.

Tongtian also knew that this was a fact and could not be changed. He only hoped that Yuanshi or Hongjun could break through as soon as possible, so that Honghuang could at least be saved.

The two looked at each other, and a trace of bitterness rose in their hearts. In the past, they were the best masters in Honghuang, and the saints respected by thousands of people. But now that they have seen the horror of the heavens and the worlds, they know how narrow-minded they were at that time. In the chaos, there are many masters stronger than them.

Soon, they adjusted their mentality and prepared to face this war. They are the saints of Honghuang and the brothers of Yuanshi. They cannot lose.

Under the constraints of many masters of Hunyuan, many races and forces in Honghuang did not have direct friction for the first time, and Honghuang fell into a strange silence and peace.

Such peaceful days will continue until one day, and will end.

The Great World of Creation, the Supreme World ruled by the Supreme Creation Heavenly Venerable.

At this moment, on the Lingxiao Palace of the huge Creation Heavenly Court.

The great Creation Heavenly Venerable sat at the highest point, barefoot, in a green robe, with long green hair, tall, with a gentle look in his eyes, overlooking the bottom.

Below stood a group of densely packed ministers, all of whom were in the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"The basic situation of the prehistoric world has been figured out." The Supreme Creation Heavenly Venerable looked down and said slowly.

Suddenly, many Hunyuan masters below began to stir.

"Our Creation World ranks seventh among the Nine Worlds. There are six powerful worlds above us, and they may invade our world at any time." The Supreme Creation Heavenly Venerable said with a heavy face.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death. If we want to grow stronger now, we can only plunder and devour other worlds. Now, our hope has come. The prehistoric world is the weakest of the nine realms. The strongest person in this world is only half a step into the realm of heaven. It is our best choice."

The people below immediately talked about it. They were not unfamiliar with world wars, because they had been staged countless times since they came to this chaos. Some of the Hunyuan strongmen among them were people from the previous world. After the failure of the war, they are now integrated into the world of creation. However, the previous wars were all about devouring weaker worlds, but now they are going to devour the ancient prehistoric world, one of the nine realms.

The Heavenly Venerable of Creation glanced at everyone and saw their reactions. After a long time, he slowly said: "This time, our world will join forces with the Demonic World and the Netherworld Ghost Realm to invade the prehistoric world. This war is about to begin."

All the ministers looked up at the great Heavenly Venerable of Creation, and they all felt nervous, expectant, excited, and fearful...

Finally, is the war about to break out?

"The previous battles were nothing, they were just minor characters. This time is the real world war! Moreover, the prehistoric world is about to have a strong man in the realm of heaven. Two people have already mastered the ultimate way and started to derive the rules of heaven. They are destined to become stronger and stronger, and more saints and heavenly masters will be born. After a long time, we will have no hope."

"We have no way out."

"If you win this war, you will get countless treasures given by me, which can easily allow you to break through to the perfection of Hunyuan." said the Heavenly Venerable of Creation, "If you fail, you will really die."

At this moment, the Heavenly Venerable of Creation no longer has the elegance of the past, and there is only a terrifying light in his eyes.

His will can be felt by all the ministers below.

"Go, the war starts now!" The Heavenly Venerable of Creation ordered.

"Yes, Emperor of Heaven!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with madness. At this time, fear was useless. They could only fight hard. If they won, they would get countless coveted treasures. If they failed, they would die. No one wanted to die.

Everyone retreated and went back to prepare for the upcoming war.

On the huge Lingxiao Palace, only the God of Creation was sitting high.

His face was heavy, and he murmured softly: "Cultivators of the prehistoric world, don't blame us, I don't want to be swallowed by other worlds. Alas! I really don't know why so many worlds gathered here. Since I took control of the Creation World, I just want to live well. How long can this war last? Alas..."

When he thought of other powerful worlds, his heart was full of emotion and worry, not for himself, but for the Creation World.

At this moment, the other two worlds also began to act, and the war was about to break out.

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