Hyperspace Transmigration

Outside the Zixiao Palace, the Nine Heads finally survived the catastrophe, and the aura on his body rose endlessly, directly from the peak level of the Da Luo Jinxian to the peak level of the Saint, and the surrounding void was not even between the vast fluctuations. The trembling stopped, it was terrifying.

He stood there, letting the chaos wrap around his body, majestic and motionless alone, like an immortal demon god, with an unparalleled taste in the world.

"It finally worked."

Seeing this, Hongjun's pale complexion revealed a look of relief. It was not because the Nine Heads successfully passed the tribulation and proved the way with strength. It's because his method can indeed work.

From now on, he no longer has to worry about the lack of combat power in the wild. As long as he is given a period of time, he can resurrect many strongmen from the past and bring an end to this war that has lasted for millions of years.

For this reason, even if he is backlashed, he is willing.

It's just that before he had time to be happy for a long time, he suddenly frowned.

"I didn't expect you to react so quickly, can't wait?"

Hongjun thought to himself, outside the universe, he clearly sensed the movement of the Supreme Empress, and knew that his side had been discovered.

But he had already considered this point, and naturally he had already prepared for it.

"It's almost time, just a little time!"

Hongjun's face was calm, and his heart was as calm as ice.

From the very beginning, he expected that his actions would not be able to hide from the empress, and that the other party he could think of must also be able to think of it, but he didn't expect the reaction to be so fast. It seems that he still underestimated her.

"Want to stop me? Then try!"

...

In the chaos, Jiutoushi's body has changed back to a human form at some point.

He stood there, looking out.

In his field of vision, the alien universe not far from Honghuang seems to be covered with an invisible barrier, which cannot be penetrated or peeked at by his current state.

"It's still not strong enough!"

Nine Heads whispered,

Although he was resurrected and finally broke through the bottleneck to prove the truth, he was not arrogant. When he was resurrected, Hongjun told him a lot about what happened to Hong Huang and the enemies he faced.

"Is that the powerful enemy that Hongjun is also troublesome? Existence at a higher level than a saint? Sure enough...it's terrifying!"

Even though he said that, there was no trace of fear in Jiutoushi's eyes, only a strong fighting spirit.

"Hongjun resurrected me, and I also agreed to his condition, delaying for him for a while!"

"Although I don't know what he's going to do, but...I can't wait!"

While speaking, Jiutoushi's figure had disappeared in place, and in the distance, only a blood-colored light could be seen flashing away, flying towards the direction of another universe at a high speed.

...

"Quick, quick, all soldiers boarded the battleship of light one by one, and we are ready to go!"

"Prepare to attack, the empress has an order, this time must take down the opponent's stronghold, so everyone obeys orders, kill me, kill me!"

"Kill those prehistoric people and avenge our brothers."

"kill……"

On the surface of the small universe, there are ancient Greek-style void warships standing still in the chaos. There are tens of thousands of them. Each warship is the size of a planet. Between the sides, there are many angels, elves, titans, thunder spirits, savage giants, mountain giants, orcs, dragons...

Each breath is not to be underestimated.

"Yog's altar is ready..."

"The abyssal rift has been summoned, and it is always ready to open to release the abyssal demon!"

"All the temples of faith are open, and the glorious sacrifice is ready!"

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"Set off!"

In the small universe, the empress's ethereal voice came out and echoed in everyone's ears.

"Yes, my lord empress!"

On many warships, all kinds of races bowed their heads, and answered reverently. The voices of one after another were orderly and orderly, turning into waves and tides, echoing in all directions one after another.

Then set off.

Rows of battleships carried countless soldiers and moved towards the prehistoric direction, and behind them there were many armies of angels and gods flying, following behind them at a leisurely pace.

These people are the army owned by the Supreme Empress, but this is not all, it is only a part of the universe of the gods, and there are more races from other universes.

After all, the Supreme Empress has too many subordinates, and not all of them are attacking the prehistoric, but only a part of the top.

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"Teacher, they are already here!"

In Zixiao Palace, Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, and Tong Tian stood in front of Hong Jun and whispered.

"kindness!"

Hongjun nodded, "It's coming soon!"

"are you ready?"

"Do our best!" The three of them looked at each other solemnly.

"Okay. The following battle can be handed over to Houtu Jiutou and the others. I will also help you hold back the empress. I hope you can succeed this time!"

"As long as you summon them, then this battle will definitely be won, and it will delay us a lot of time."

As he said that, Hongjun lightly tapped the good fortune jade tablet on top of his head, and threw it directly on top of Sanqing's head, protecting the three of them.

The crystal-clear good fortune jade document sprinkled streams of clear light, and in the pure and transparent light, many complicated runes could be vaguely seen entangled in birth and death, turning into an invisible mask, enclosing the three of them.

It's not over yet.

Hongjun made another point. The large ball of faith flew in front of the three of them before, "This is the belief of all living beings. Although it was only created by me forcibly, it will also be helpful to you."

"We will definitely live up to the expectations of the teacher!" Sanqing nodded, and after looking at each other, the three of them closed their eyes tacitly, and fell into a state of immersion.

...

According to the legend, Sanqing was transformed by the three divisions of the primordial spirit of Pan Gu, and it was precisely because of this that Hongjun accepted Sanqing as a personal disciple alone, and the others were named disciples.

And in fact it is wrong.

Although Sanqing's soul inheritance does have various imprints of Pangu Great God, they are not transformed by Pangu's primordial spirit.

Only Hongjun understands that Sanqing is indeed special, they must be sanctified, and they will be sanctified. It was precisely because of this that he accepted them as his disciples. This was not only his will, but also the will of the prehistoric world.

Because the rebirth of the Sanqing is not transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, but a part of the prehistoric world, transformed by six-dimensional fragments.

Yes, that big piece of the prehistoric universe is also the largest six-dimensional fragment. After falling into the prehistoric universe, what was born was not any strange treasure, but three innate gods.

Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, Tong Tian.