Before the war between witches and demons, the demons used the blood of millions of humans to refine the witch-killing sword!

Ren Huang traveled through time and awakened the system, but he was asked to find a safe place for the human race to survive.

Looking at the four realms, they are all the butcher knives of the demons!

Nuwa doesn't care, Taiqing lets it go, how can the human race have a safe place?

Ren Huang chose to lead the tribe to the Tianzhu to survive!

If this world does not allow the human race to have three inches of land, then use the sword in his hand to kill a prosperous world for the human race!

After traveling through time, Li Luo opened his eyes and saw Nuwa making humans out of clay!

He then discovered that he was the first person created by Nuwa and was given the name Luo!

Immediately afterwards, a golden finger called the Chat Group of All Heavens and All Worlds sent him an invitation!

As a result, the painting style of the heavens and myriad worlds gradually went astray!

Chen Nan: "Hello everyone, my name is Chen Nan!"

Shi Hao: "Chen Nan? Do you have a brother named Chen Dong? Tell him, I've been looking for him for a long time!"

hrough the prehistoric world, Lin Yang became a gourd vine, one of the top ten spirit roots, and was able to determine the god-level selection system.

"Choose 1: Transform into a form and become a world, and participate in the disaster, you can get a drop of ancient essence and blood."

"Choose 2: Reject the transformation and stay in the original place, and you can get a pool of three lights and divine water."

Transformation? What's the best thing about transformation?

And I have a piece of vines and what is the use of ancient essence and blood for me? Of course, it does not transform and stays.

What a disaster, it's a horrible thing...

Gu Changqing traveled through time and became a disciple of the Sage Tongtian. He was born with a sword heart and also integrated the great way of wine.

Just by drinking, one can improve his cultivation, comprehend various magical skills, the charm of the Tao, and even reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

As a result, Jiejiao had a Drunken Sword Immortal who enjoyed drinking all day long.

I have been drunk for thousands of years, what year is it tonight?

When the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods came, Jiejiao encountered a crisis.

Gu Changqing walked out drunkenly with a sword in hand.

"I have a sword that can split the sky apart. Who among the immortals can stop me?"

"If Heaven had not given me Gu Changqing, the path of swordsmanship would have been like a long night forever!"

Gu Changqing, with his sword, killed millions of immortals and almost destroyed the three religions!

Hongjun: "Sword slaying millions of immortals, you call that a drunkard?"

Yuanshi: "It's bad, coming towards me?"

Tongtian: “…”

This book is also known as "Honghuang: I Want to Refine the Innate Treasure"

Are treasures everywhere in the prehistoric world? Can you achieve the status of Golden Immortal or Daluo by practicing seclusion?

The beautiful wilderness is inherently sacred!

The cruel primitive world is the only creature created by humans!

Luo Qing traveled to before the great catastrophe of ferocious beasts in the prehistoric times and was reincarnated as a prehistoric cannon fodder, a human of the five colors.

With the Eye of the Tao, he observed all things, imitated spiritual treasures, and became the ancestor of the prehistoric weapon Tao.

Let’s see how the acquired ants fight against destiny step by step!

Hunting the innate gods and rebelling against the innate sacredness!

From a born creature, step by step to the highest peak!

[Martial Arts] + [Decisive Killing] + [Nonsense] + [Chat Group]

Lin Ge traveled through the wilderness,

Become a disciple of Jiejiao.

The great catastrophe is coming.

I am a little fairy,

How to protect yourself and your fellow brothers and sisters in this great catastrophe of Conferred Gods?

Ding! The Zongwu chat group has invited you!

"Jiejiao Celestial Immortal" joins the chat group!

Second Palace Master of Yihua Palace:

Tsk, there's another newcomer, comparing himself to an immortal, is he really that domineering? I'm already a Grandmaster, and I'm not that arrogant!

The greatest emperor who swept across the six kingdoms:

@Jiejiao Tianxian, what's your name? You must be quite capable to be invited to the chat group. Would you like to serve in our army?

Persimmon in the Snow:

Hahaha, there’s a newcomer here. There are a lot of big guys in the group, so be sweet-mouthed. If you’re too arrogant, you might get beaten up!

Iron-hearted God:

Newcomer, please send me a video and identify yourself. If you can take three of my moves, I can adopt you as my son!

[All News: Member "Jie Jiao Tian Xian" uploaded an introduction video! Click to view!]

In the picture,

A majestic figure that blocked out the sky and the sun stood in the void.

A gentle touch,

The sky and the earth lost their color in an instant!

The river flows upstream,

The flood dissipated,

Countless huge monsters with terrifying and violent auras,

Easily suppressed!!

The myth of moving mountains and filling the sea,

That’s all!

Everyone in the group had glazed eyes and their brains froze!

: What the hell? A true god?!

: Boss, are you in the right group? ! !

: Boss, are you still adopting a son?!

......

Li Changsheng's real body traveled through the prehistoric world and survived after going through untold hardships. He

became a disciple of the Saint Tongtian and became the eldest brother of Jiejiao.

More than 20 million years later, he finally cut off the three corpses of good, evil, and self, and stepped into the great perfection of quasi-saints.

I am the most respected under the saint!

At this time, the cheating golden finger of the traveler, the chat group of the heavens finally arrived.

Parking without paying: "Boss Changsheng, please give me a thigh, please support me, please feed me!"

The young marshal general: "I love beauty more than the country!" The

Supreme of Beiming: "If it weren't for the Daozun's action, I wouldn't be who I am now!"

Li Changsheng glanced at the chat group, and a primordial purple air appeared on his fingertips. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of a smile.

I am the product of the essence and blood Pangu expelled after the battle that created the universe. By chance, I merged with portions of the essence of the two demon gods, Devouring and Yin-Yang, and witnessed the creation of the universe firsthand. As the descendant of both Pangu and three thousand demon gods, I received 50% of the merits of the creation of the universe. I also directly intercepted countless supreme treasures and supreme spiritual artifacts during the creation of the universe. Since then, I have secretly orchestrated the chaos of the prehistoric world, and the fate of the calamity rests with me. Hongjun, this chess game is yours to worry about.

After traveling through the wilderness and becoming Nuwa's younger brother, Li Mo decided to make Nuwa the Supreme Nuwa in order to be able to lie down better.

The fake Nuwa: a saint in the wilderness, the last saint, with no sense of existence.

The real Nuwa: projecting the heavens, ruling the planes of the heavens, suppressing the heavens with humanity, and becoming the ancestor of humanity. One thought is eternal!

Just when Li Mo decided to lie down in full swing, he never thought that he actually had a natural magical power. Can he get a ten thousand times return by creating and changing others?

There is such a good thing!

This is lying down Jill!

So, Li Mo began to create the supreme identity for all the great powers in the wilderness.

Have you heard of the Supreme Heavenly Court Myth Yunchao?

Have you heard of the Supreme Three Pure Ones, the ancestor of the three veins? Have you

heard of the Supreme Blood Sea and the Eternal Styx?

When the news of Nuwa's entry into the Supreme was released, all of a sudden, all the female fairies in the wilderness went crazy first..

[No system][With a female protagonist][Slow to warm up][Traditional][Online logic][No conspiracy theory][Private changes]

He traveled to the ancient world. The good news was that he was an innate creature and his reputation would be recorded in legends of later generations. The bad news was that what left behind his reputation was the golden dragon shears, a treasure made from his corpse, rather than the Yin-Yang Dragon, which was born from his innate yin and yang energies when he was alive.

The confluence of Yin and Yang is called Yuan, and the change of Yin and Yang is called Yi. Yuan Yi, as a congenital creature born and raised by nature, should have been blessed with great fortune and good luck. However, his origin was contaminated with evil spirit, and the auspicious purple aura on his body was so thick that it was black. Yuan Yi believed that judging people by their appearance was superficial. Although his purple aura was black, his heart was toward the holy path!

At this moment, the overall situation of the prehistoric world has been determined. The most important thing now is to survive the disaster and avoid being killed by the future saint Tongtian, who will refine the treasure and give it to the three sisters to take away the saint.

How to protect oneself is a problem. There is no hope relying on oneself, the only option is to seek help from others.

But who can protect him from the future saint Tongtian?

Which thigh can he hold on to? Yuan Yi finally came to the conclusion that the person who tied the bell must untie it. The only person who can stop Tongtian from killing him and using his corpse to refine treasures is himself.

"I just want to find a chance to survive and make a living in this turbulent world."

Gradually, Yuan Yi discovered that this primitive world was different from what he knew.

But some things are already destined, and when you are in them, it is hard to tell the truth from the false.

"You seek a ray of hope for yourself, and you are that ray of hope."

The inconspicuous butterfly fluttered its weak wings gently, and ripples spread across the long river of time, gathering into waves...