"See the Taoist Master!"

Feng Nihuang and the other two saluted one after another, even with the arrogant Feng Wu and Feng Xiangkong, they did not dare to show off in front of Ding Feng.

In the prehistoric world, who has the greatest reputation? It is not the Martial Ancestor, nor the Dharma Ancestor, but the Taoist Master!

"Three Holy Lords, please!"

Ding Feng invited the three of them into the hall. This hall, called the Taoist Palace, was refined by the powerful powers of the Tiansheng Dynasty. It is comparable to a treasure. It is now used to receive guests.

When they entered the hall, they saw more than a dozen saints of the Tiansheng Dynasty, whether Feng Nihuang, Feng Wu and Feng Xiangkong, all were shocked. They sat in the southern end.

The hall is very large and wide, like a small world, with fairy spirit lingering and holy light blooming, and seats set according to the direction of the vast land where the visitors are located. Feng Nihuang and the other three are naturally in the south. As soon as they sat down, a maid from the quasi-saint realm served fairy wine and spiritual fruits.

Only the Heavenly Holy Dynasty can do such a big deal with the quasi-saint maid.

Drinking the best fairy wine and eating the best spiritual fruit, the three saints couldn't help but sigh that the foundation of the Heavenly Saint Dynasty was profound. Quasi-saint, but the powerful and powerful man is here to be a maid? Even as a saint, he can only smile bitterly.

"Amitabha, see the Taoist master!"

In the direction of the west, auspicious clouds flew over, but there were five strong people, namely the Buddha Tathagata, the Holy Lord of the Rebellion, the Holy Lord of Light, the Buddha Cunti and the Buddha of the Guizhi.

The Buddha Buddha, who was in charge of the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Regions, and became a saint, was taken for granted by everyone. He did have this capital. He remembered that in the original world, he was the inheritance of all saints. He was the most expected to become a saint.

The Holy Lord of the Demon Dao is the ancestor of the Demon Dao Beast King and the ferocious beast clan. He escaped from the disaster and has now become a saint.

As for the Holy Lord of Light, the light that was killed and returned, became the emperor of the Light Dynasty, and with the help of luck, he also became a saint.

What surprised Ding Feng the most were the Western saints in the prehistoric world, with great perseverance and wisdom. However, when the saints were lost, their imprints were reincarnated here, and they sat in the Western Mount Sumeru, practiced in a low-key manner, and realized the Tao again.

Tathagata Buddha and others all saw the ceremony, and Ding Feng led them into the hall and sat in the west.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be fine!"

Yun Zhongzi, Yun Xiao and Xuandu** came together from the East. All three of them proved the truth, became saints, dominated the Eastern Region, and suppressed all other forces.

Although the three forces compete, they are like one.

Ding Feng nodded, and he had a good impression of these three people. After all, he came from the original world of prehistoric times.

Immediately afterwards, three saints flew from the north, namely the Snow Goddess, the Heavenly Demon Saint and the Heavenly Corpse Saint.

"Oh. Looking back now, it was really ridiculous!" Goddess Snow smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for besieging the Martial Ancestors, I'm afraid those ancestors could have been able to become saints. With a single thought, the world will be different!"

"How could it be discussed nowadays? Snow Girl Saint, don't worry!"

Ding Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, how could I think of myself now? It's just a decision made by chance, and I can't blame anything!"

The Demon Ancestor was slightly moved.

After saying that, the three of them entered the hall. As for the Saint of Heavenly Corpse, they were a corpse who attained enlightenment and became saints, and they could be said to be the ancestor of zombies.

All the holy kings in the world are coming, but this is not over yet, far from over.

A ray of lightning swept across thousands of miles, came from the sky, turning into a holy king, who was the God of Thunder.

Thunder God, this special existence, has long been sacred, and there is a vague flow of true power in his body. He nodded to the Taoist master and entered the hall directly.

The light of the stars fell and turned into two figures. It was Ziwei Emperor and Xingmu. Now they all have all attained enlightenment, becoming the master of the starry sky, but they are completely attached to the Heavenly Saint Dynasty.

With a dragon roar in the East China Sea, the golden body of the Ancestral Dragon rose out of the dragon abyss, causing endless waves in the air, and lowered the water of the East China Sea by three hundred feet. He cut through the sky and landed on the Mount Qiantian.

In the North Sea, a huge Kunpeng spread its wings to cover the sky, overwhelming the world, and also flew over.

A Xuanwu flew out of the West Sea. This Xuanwu was nurtured by heaven and earth. He was born with great supernatural powers. He sleeps on the bottom of the West Sea all year round and naturally attains the enlightenment and becomes a saint without any twists and turns.

A red wave broke out in the South China Sea, and a blood dragon worth hundreds of thousands of feet rose into the sky, tearing the space and coming to the Mount Zhuantian Mountain.

"Brother Ding..."

The blood dragon turned into a figure and looked at Ding Feng, extremely excited.

"You're finally here!"

Ding Feng sighed.

"I……!"

The blood dragon is the little dragon that Ding Feng was born on Chonghua Island back then. Now it occupies the South China Sea and becomes a saint. When he heard Ding Feng's vicissitudes of life, the blood dragon lowered his head.

"No need to say more, I understand that over the years, I have suffered you, suppressed the South China Sea, occupied luck, and practiced and realized the Tao. How could I have spare time? I also know that you have been here several times, but unfortunately I have been practicing in seclusion. Now I see you, I am very moved by that time!"

Ding Feng patted his shoulder.

"Brother, I will fight with you from now on!"

Blood Dragon said firmly.

"good!"

Ding Feng nodded and let him enter the hall. He was still standing outside the hall, waiting for the last holy king.

boom……!

The vastness shook, the sky trembled, the pagoda of the world above the head of the sky, with a vast aura, like the real incarnation of the sky, descending to the earth, step by step, surrounded by all the paths, with great power.

The Great Destruction of the World above the Emperor's Head exudes a breath of destruction that erases everything in the world and ends the vast aura of destruction. He also carries the might of the emperor and the majesty that can conquer billions of sentient beings in the sky.

These are also the two saints.

"Master Taoist, do you know that I tried to take action several times and kill you, but I finally held back!"

Cangtian is an old man standing in front of Ding Feng with a complicated expression.

"Not only you, you all want to kill me!" Ding Feng smiled, "But this is not my choice, nor our choice. It can only be said that fate is just a joke."

Who would have thought that the Three Thousand Worlds would merge?

Who would have thought that another universe would appear?

"So, we didn't take action!" Huang Tian said, "It's even more impossible to take action in the future. I vaguely realize that you call us here this time, and there may be a great disaster. I wonder if it is related to the other universe? Or is it related to Si Dekuai?"

Without waiting for Ding Feng to answer, Cang Tian said seriously, "If you start a war with that world, Taoist master, what is your position?"

Ding Feng looked at him deeply, "I became a Taoist world, I am the Taoist master, and I am the emperor of the Tiansheng Dynasty!"

"That's good!"

Cang Tian nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

"As for this convening? You will know later that it is a disaster and an opportunity!"

Ding Feng didn't say much and looked into the distance, where two strong men were coming together.

"Master Dao, don't be fine!"

The Holy Lord Houtu bowed, and she was in charge of the hell realm, and even created the six realms of reincarnation, perfecting the laws and orders of the prehistoric world. In terms of the depth of her fortune, only Ding Feng can compare with her.

"See Empress Zhishan, Houtu!"

Ding Feng bowed and guided her into the hall.

Another Nine Nether Saint Lord stood silently, with a strange look flowing deep in his eyes.

"You're finally here!"

Ding Feng's voice was faint, but it only echoed in the ears of the Nine Nether Holy Lord.

This Jiuyou Saint Lord is the suppressed Jiuyou Saint Lord in the Central World. In terms of identity, he has a complicated connection with Ding Feng, just like the Thunder God.

"I can come with peace of mind, outside of chaos, if...!"

The Saint Lord Jiuyou shook his head. Everything that had been gone had disappeared, leaving only the involuntary contact with each other. In his body, he had a power similar to Ding Feng, and he was also silently transforming into true power.

"His wishes, their obsessions, are also our wishes, and I will fulfill them! You are not him, Thor, and I am not him, but we are all him, without him, there would be no us!"

Ding Feng looked at the vast sky with a complex expression, as if he had seen three figures in the depths of the chaos, one Pangu, one Gu Qianqiu, and one Hongjun, who had spent trillions of years alone in the chaos.

"In addition to chaos, I must also go and try it out. If I can really go out, I will break the shackles and become the real me!"

The Nine Nether Saint Lord left the last sentence and walked into the hall.

Ding Feng was speechless.

Isn’t this his wish? (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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