Chapter 1602 Mysterious Zhenghua [Fifth Update]

"Ding! Start to revive the god and demon Ren Woxiao!"

The system prompt sounded, and Qin Jun waited patiently.

Ren Woxiao sacrificed for him and the myth system, so he naturally wanted to revive him.

But he was very curious, after countless years, Ren Woxiao's cultivation level was only the Hongmeng Taiyuan Ancestor Realm?

It's definitely impossible!

"Ding! Ji Haoye successfully transformed into a god and demon, do you want to release him?"

"Don't release him yet."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully resurrecting the god and demon Ren Woxiao! Do you want to release him?"

"Release."

Qin Jun immediately ordered: "Call up Ren Woxiao's attribute list!"

"Ren Woxiao, from an unknown myth!"

"Identity: God of Origin!"

"Cultivation: Late stage of Hongmeng Taiyuan Ancestor Realm!"

"Kung Fu: Immortal Saint Body! Origin Divine Art!"

"Magic Power: Extinction Divine Sword! Hongmeng Hegemony Palm! Drink through Chaos! Grasp Yin and Yang! Qiankun Wuji Leg! Wuji Wusheng!"

"Loyalty: 100!"

Late stage of Hongmeng Taiyuan Ancestor Realm?

Qin Jun frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of him, suave and elegant in white, it was Ren Woxiao.

Still in his carefree and unrestrained look, his expression was calm, and he seemed not surprised that he was resurrected. He looked at his hands, raised his head and smiled at Qin Jun: "You are a kind-hearted kid."

From this sentence, it can be inferred that he already knew that the myth system has a resurrection function.

"What do you call me?"

Qin Jun picked up the teacup and asked casually while blowing hot air.

"Boy, what's wrong?"

Ren Woxiao raised his eyebrows and smiled, his expression seemed to be provocative and playful.

"Huh?"

Qin Jun glanced at him, just a glance, no murderous intent, no pressure, but it made Ren Woxiao stunned.

This look...

Ren Woxiao was moved, his usually calm eyes flashed with a strange light, and his whole body trembled.

"It's... you..."

Ren Woxiao swallowed his saliva and asked in a trembling voice, which showed how excited he was.

"Yes, it's me. During the time when I didn't recover my memory, you dared to call me a kid?" Qin Jun put down the wine glass and asked angrily.

Ren Woxiao knelt down immediately in fear. He was not frightened, but excited and said, "Father God! You are finally back!"

The Seven Gods of Origin were created by Qin Jun. Ren Woxiao is equivalent to Qin Jun, but because of the independence of soul, they called Qin Jun the Father God as early as the Origin Period.

"Get up quickly, why are you so weak?"

Qin Jun said unhappily. Hearing this, Ren Woxiao stood up and laughed, "There is no way. I am avoiding the attention of other gods of origin. This is my clone. I sealed my original body and transferred my soul to the clone, so that the gods cannot detect it and hide it from the sky. When I go back, I will unseal my original body and my strength will return."

While speaking, he kept looking at Qin Jun. His cultivation was the same as when Qin Jun disappeared, but his aura was extremely terrifying.

As expected of the Father God, he is still unfathomable.

"Why do you hide it from them?"

Qin Jun frowned and asked. It seems that after he left, the gods of origin were not harmonious.

Ren Woxiao began to explain, and by the way, he told Qin Jun everything that happened after he left, which was the shocking secret of Hongmeng.

…

In the colorful star road.

Twenty-four wooden coffins moved forward quietly, with hundreds of millions of corpses floating behind them. The mighty flight made people's scalps numb.

If you look closely, you will find that these corpses include the Netherworms, Blood Bats, Humans, Demons, etc., all of whom died tragically, died with their eyes open, and turned into mummies, which is extremely terrifying.

"Hongmeng judged three thousand ways... Only I, Zhenghua, have no destiny..."

The vague and desolate voice came out again. Fortunately, no living creatures passed by in the colorful star road, otherwise they would be scared to death.

This desolate voice would read it every incense stick of time: "Hongmeng judged three thousand ways... Only I, Zhenghua, have no destiny..."

The twenty-four wooden coffins continued to float aimlessly, not knowing where to go.

At the same time, hundreds of billions of miles away.

Jiugong Wushang's Yuanshen flew over with the Fallen Sword Emperor. At this moment, Jiugong Wushang's face was full of anger, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes that ordinary people could hardly catch.

"Where are we going?"

The Fallen Sword Emperor asked. He had not yet learned that Jiugong Wushang had lost to Qin Jun. When he was practicing, Jiugong Wushang brought him to the Seven-Colored Star Road.

"Go to Hongmeng!"

Jiugong Wushang said without turning his head, and the Fallen Sword Emperor's eyes widened.

"Go to Hongmeng... Why?"

The Fallen Sword Emperor's body trembled slightly. With his cultivation level, going to Hongmeng was more dangerous than good.

"Go to the gods! The real gods!"

Jiugong Wushang gritted his teeth and answered. As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

The Fallen Sword Emperor was startled and looked in the direction of Jiugong Wushang's gaze. He saw 24 wooden coffins flying with hundreds of millions of corpses.

"That is..." The Fallen Sword Emperor's scalp tingled. This place was already hundreds of avenue planes away from the Ancient Saint Emperor Road, which made him inevitably panic.

"etc!"

Jiugong Wushang seemed to think of something terrible, and his face changed drastically.

Fallen Sword Emperor asked cautiously: "What happened?"

"How is it possible... How could he be born... Impossible..." Jiugong Wushang was so scared that his scalp was numb.

At this time, the vast voice sounded again: "Hongmeng judged three thousand ways... Only I, Zhenghua, have no destiny..."

Zhenghua!

Jiugong Wushang widened his eyes, turned around and took the Fallen Sword Emperor into the wall of time and space next to him, disappearing into the endless darkness.

Even Emperor Su had never let Jiugong Wushang flee in such a panic.

The twenty-four wooden coffins remained unchanged and continued to fly forward.

Although the hundreds of millions of mummies behind did not roar, they made the Seven-Colored Star Road extremely gloomy, as if there were evil spirits rampant.

...

Six Emperors City, in the courtyard.

"Why does Taiyi want to go against you? Does he want to dominate Hongmeng?"

Qin Jun frowned and asked with a puzzled look on his face. In his impression, Taiyi Hun Dun was a relatively honest and kind existence among the six gods of the origin. Why did he change so much?

"Yes, he wanted Hun Dun to replace Hongmeng. His ambition was too big. The creatures of Hongmeng were almost slaughtered by him. Fortunately, we all joined forces to stop him, and then the current situation was formed, with Hongmeng and Hun Dun coexisting." Ren Wo smiled and nodded, sitting next to him.

When he mentioned Taiyi Hun Dun, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Are the other Hongmeng gods okay?"

"Fortunately, they are all in seclusion at the edge of Hongmeng and have not stepped into Hongmeng again."

"What about Douzhan Buddha, Lu Wu, Yuwen Chengdu and others?"

"I don't know, but they didn't die in the Hongmeng catastrophe."

After asking around, Qin Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

He never thought that the origin of Hun Dun was so complicated.

Why did Taiyi Hun Dun change so much?

Qin Jun always felt that the reason behind this was not simple. It seemed that something was driving everything.

…

In April, in QQ Reading, I added one more chapter for every 3,000 likes for my book review in the Strongest Myth Emperor. Today, after publishing it in the WeChat public account rwx520233, it received more than 4,000 likes, so I added one more chapter. For details of the event, you can go to the WeChat public account to check. In addition to the extra chapter for monthly tickets, there is another extra chapter event, which is limited to this month.