Chapter 203 The Fog of the End

The giant's big, hateful eyes slowly dissipated, leaving only a giant ax still attached to Tang Xuan's head.

"My little friend, are you still alive?"

An old man in white robes with an air of immortality appeared in front of Tang Xuan. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes were a little panicked. His voice sounded like the person who had just spoken to Tang Xuan.

Hongjun Daozu!

"It's just an ax, so there's nothing you can do about it. I think you can avoid visiting the ancient times." Tang Xuan said calmly with the big ax on his head, "I'm in a hurry. If I don't come back to me within three days, In this world, the incense you left outside will be cut off.”

Seeing that Tang Xuan was fine, Baipao Hongjun was relieved. He didn't pay attention to Tang Xuan's threats, but stared at Tang Xuan and looked him up and down.

His eyes wandered between Tang Xuan's calm expression and the Pangu ax on his forehead, his eyes full of surprise.

Just now, his spell was inexplicably out of control, and Pangu's shadow spun 180 degrees to attack Tang Xuan.

He thought Tang Xuan was going to be hacked to death, but it turned out that Tang Xuan was fine, and Pangu Xuying collapsed because his waist was broken.

That Pangu was just one of his magical transformations, but the ax was the real thing. He obtained it by refining the Pangu Flag, Tai Chi Diagram and Chaos Bell with the jade dish of creation.

With the sharpness of Pangu's axe, not to mention one head, it would be able to chop 110,000 heads without any difficulty.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xuan could block it.

He stared at Tang Xuan's head again and again, wondering what kind of head was this?

Tang Xuan felt a little uncomfortable.

He reminded: "Daozu, what's wrong with you?"

The white-robed Hongjun came to his senses. With a wave of his hand, he took the Pangu ax away from Tang Xuan's head, and then said, "Okay, okay, since you are in a hurry, little friend, let's skip this step."

Tang Xuan nodded lightly.

He didn't know how powerful Pangu's ax was, and he didn't care, since he wasn't immune to damage anyway.

After he came back and looked at hot searches, he realized that [the humanoid sandbag with MAX taunting power] was essentially a group-building skill.

So what just happened is this:

Is there a Jimei version of the Pangu Kaitian Ax?

I pretended to be cool, and you got cheated. Afterwards, I can share the story of pretending to be cool with you, online one by one, high-quality people.

This ax was a fight between him and his future self.

His future self has the ability to withstand harm, and his memory can be extended to the future to give his future self a pretentious experience.

No one suffers, it’s a perfect team-up!

Tang Xuan looked around and saw a dead darkness. He asked, "Can we change the place to talk? It's too dark here."

Baipao Hongjun was unexpectedly silent.

Tang Xuan frowned slightly: "What's the matter? Does this request embarrass you?"

He was a little dissatisfied.

If he couldn't satisfy such a small request as changing to a brighter place to talk, it would be hard for him to believe Baipao Hongjun's sincerity.

Baipao Hongjun suddenly sighed: "Alas, little friend, I don't know, there is no other place to stay here."

Tang Xuan's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Isn't this a small world where immortals live? How come it is so narrow that there is no place to stay?

Baipao Hongjun saw that Tang Xuan was confused, but he did not explain, but said: "How about this, I create a fantasy for the little friend, and we can talk in detail in the fantasy."

Tang Xuan didn't ask for more details. He nodded and said, "Yes, but I hope it won't take too long. I can only stay here for three days."

Baipao Hongjun nodded: "Don't worry, little friend."

As soon as the words fell, a little green appeared at the feet of Baipao Hongjun.

Tang Xuan blinked his eyes, and when he looked again, the green had spread to infinity, forming a green grassland full of flowers around the two of them.

Nearby, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, green grass is green, and there is a gurgling stream; in the distance, mountains are vying for the top, strange rocks stand, and countless streams of light shuttle between mountains and mountains; when you raise your head, you see clear skies, blue sky, white clouds, and the rays of the sun. Soft and bright.

This is what Tang Xuan thinks the world of immortals looks like.

The two sat down cross-legged.

Baipao Hongjun looked into the distance and said to the air in front of him: "This is the ancient wilderness, and it is also where we live now."

"Where do you live now?" Tang Xuan hesitated, "Didn't you say this is an illusion?"

Baipao Hongjun sighed: "This is indeed an illusion, and we are living in an illusion. Only here can we get rid of pain and continue to exist with a strong will."

Tang Xuan was shocked when he heard this.

Immortals all live in an illusion, no wonder there is no place to stay outside. But what about their real bodies? They couldn't just abandon them, right?

An unbelievable guess popped into his mind.

"You must want to know where our bodies are." Baipao Hongjun seemed to know what Tang Xuan was thinking. He retracted his gaze and said slowly, "Don't worry, you will know later."

"Let me think about where to start."

Tang Xuan waited quietly.

In the silence, Baipao Hongjun's thoughts returned to that era full of despair, and his face gradually showed a look of vicissitudes that had seen the changes in the world.

He spoke slowly: "Resisting the end is a very difficult thing. We have tried hard, but failed in the end."

Baipao Hongjun knows everything about the end of the prehistoric era, and his story is much more comprehensive than that told by Jin Jiaojian.

Under Tang Xuan's constant questioning, he completed another part of the content of the end of the prehistoric world for Tang Xuan - what did the prehistoric saints headed by Hongjun do before the end?

As a person who is in harmony with the Tao, Hongjun was the first immortal to notice the arrival of the end. The Heavenly Dao warned him three thousand Yuanhui in advance, hoping that he could save the prehistoric world.

One Yuanhui is 129,000 years, and three thousand Yuanhui is 387 million years, which is a long time enough to change many things.

After receiving the warning, Hongjun did not hesitate at all. He called on a group of disciples to lead the team into the chaos outside the prehistoric world and go all out to search for any clues that may be related to the end.

However, if the source of the end of a world can be easily found, it is not worthy of being called the end.

In the two thousand Yuanhui after receiving the warning, the saints found nothing. The prehistoric world was calm, but the warning signs of the Heavenly Dao became stronger and stronger.

Finally, it was the end that took the initiative to find them.

It was a dark fog.

Until the end of the world, Hongjun still didn't know what the fog really was.

This fog never showed any intention of communicating.

It was very strong, able to swallow all attribute attacks, and could completely suppress Hongjun in a one-on-one duel. It also had extremely high wisdom and never made mistakes in the battles with the saints.

The saints met it in the depths of chaos far away from the world, and then they were gradually pressed into the world by it, and could never take a step out.