Chapter 18 The Birth of the Gods
However, when the dragon and phoenix calamity ended, Hengming immediately felt the immortal gold nature in his body begin to surge. The law of destiny in the dark cheered, and the two innate immortal spiritual lights lingering around him also began to shine brightly and kept shrinking. Faintly, one could see the shadows of two spiritual treasures, a wheel and a roll, condensing.

The invisible trajectory of the avenue spread, pulling out the island of destiny hidden in the deepest part of the space. Some dragons wandering in this sea area stared in amazement at an incomparably huge island breaking through the space and slowly landing.

Boom!

Before these dragons could report to the elders, an invisible trajectory of fate spread and immediately led them to death.

In the center of the giant island, a huge and dark gas quickly condensed, and a young Taoist surrounded by golden light of merit stepped out of the island of destiny. A treasure wheel circled behind him. He held a scroll of paintings in his hands and shouted his name loudly: "I am Hengming, the eternal master of destiny!"

Not only Hengming, almost all the top innate sacred beings began to burst out with their own majesty, announcing their own birth, even the West which was on the verge of destruction was no exception.

The second most sacred mountain in the ancient world is Kunlun Mountain.

The three streams of pure air reaching the sky began to shrink continuously, and the forty-nine-story golden tower that had protected them for countless years also flew into the arms of one of the streams of pure air and served as a companion spiritual treasure.

Countless pure air descended from the sky, and celestial music and divine music filled the air. The entire Kunlun Mountain was filled with this pure air. The trajectory of the great road emerged, and three huge and unmatched wheels of merit appeared. With a loud bang, three Taoists stood in the sky out of thin air.

An old man with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe and a yin-yang fish crown on his head, was in the middle, announcing his name to the boundless wilderness.

"I am the Great Pure Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue."

On the left of the old man was a dignified middle-aged man wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe and a Bagua Taoist crown. He also shouted loudly at this moment: "I am Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun."

To the right of the old man was a young Taoist priest with sword-like eyes and an extremely fierce aura. His Taoist robe was decorated with countless divine swords from the ancient times. His hair was disheveled, and his words were as sharp as a sword: "I am the Supreme Heavenly Lord of Lingbao!"

Then the three of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"As the saying goes, you sing first and I come on stage. In this vast and boundless wilderness, we, as the authentic Pangu, will ultimately be the eternal protagonists!"

Yuanshi Tianzun said this with high spirits, and Laozi and Tongtian did not refute it, as they thought the same in their hearts.

The boundless starry sky, the sun star.

This sun star that brings light to countless living beings has finally given birth to its offspring.

With the end of the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity, the two Golden Crows of the Sun, which had been holding back for who knows how long, suddenly began to fly. The giant formation surrounding the Sun Star was now pierced by a growing tree, allowing the two three-legged Golden Crows to stretch their bodies to their heart's content.

Boundless golden flames of the sun erupted, and the two golden crows of the sun released their power without hesitation. The scorching temperature rose, and the fiery red sunlight shone. It seemed as if there were two more suns above the boundless starry sky, and countless meteors were turned into ashes.

One of the Big Sun Golden Crows was surrounded by a book and a picture, while the other Big Sun Golden Crow held a small chaos-colored bell in its mouth.

The two big golden crows kept circling around the place where they were born, the Sun Star, making one or two roars from time to time. Finally, they transformed themselves into two emperors wearing Sun Emperor robes and crowns of stars on their heads. They exuded a kingly and domineering aura. They were born emperors.

"I am Emperor Jun!"

The emperor, holding two top-grade innate spiritual treasures, the River Map and the Luo Shu, made a sound, and every byte of it was like a decree between heaven and earth that no one could refuse.

Another emperor holding the innate treasure Chaos Bell also spoke: "I am Taiyi!"

The voice of Dijun Taiyi also alarmed another supreme star.

The Moon, this boundless, silent and indifferent star, is also welcoming its child at this moment.

Three goddesses with cold faces appeared from the void and looked at the two emperors in the starry sky on the other side. They were startled by the voice of Di Jun Taiyi, so they woke up from their sleep.

The three goddesses sat on a huge laurel tree, which was where they were born. They planned to build a palace on it, named Guanghan Palace.

The moonlight that filled the boundless starry sky began to fluctuate gradually at this moment. The three goddesses did not say their names, but the sun and the moon attracted each other, and men and women attracted each other. They must have a fate entangled with each other. The first sacred mountain in the prehistoric world, Mount Buzhou, which prevented the heaven and earth from ever returning to one.

Right on top of Mount Buzhou, two divine lights, one yin and one yang, burst out, and two innate divine beings came out together.

One of them was a congenital divine being with a human head and a dragon body. He held a guqin in his arms, and the sound of the guqin was melodious and moved without wind. He had a handsome face, flowing black hair, and was as gentle as jade, with countless elegance and grace.

"I am Fuxi."

Another innate sacred being had a human head and a snake body, wearing a five-colored fairy robe. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and as pure as water. The fairy robe moved in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered, making him look extraordinary and otherworldly.

She held a small furnace in her hand, and the surging divine fire of creation kept entwining around the small furnace, but it could not hurt the goddess at all.

Looking at the majestic and vast Buzhou Mountain, the goddess smiled faintly: "I am Nuwa."

Fuxi and Nuwa looked at each other, and Fuxi was the first to smile and say, "Hello, little sister."

Nuwa also smiled faintly: "Hello, brother."

With the birth of this brother and sister, a towering palace was born in a corner of Mount Buzhou.

Twelve evil blood energies rose into the sky. It was daytime and the sun was shining brightly, but these evil blood energies seemed to ignore any distance and almost washed over Taiyi Dijun. Although the two men dodged them in time, the grudge between them had already been formed.

"Witch! Witch! Witch!"

Twelve innate gods were born, and they called themselves the Ancestral Witches, also known as the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

On the ruined Mount Sumeru, two spiritual roots, a bamboo and a tree, slowly emerged and then transformed into humans. Looking at the ruined west, they had no intention of announcing their names.

At the junction of the East and the West, on top of a sacred mountain called Wanshou, there sits a Taoist temple called Wuzhuang Temple. Inside the temple grows a towering tree with countless small fruits on it. Each fruit looks like a baby, and a faint wood aura emanates from this ginseng fruit tree.

An old man wearing a purple gold crown and a worry-free crane cloak appeared from the tree and slowly came to the ground of Wuzhuang Temple. He held a large book in his hand with the words "Talking about the Earth Sutra" painted on it, also known as the Earth Book. He smiled calmly and said, "I am Zhen Yuanzi."

In the southwest of the prehistoric world, a sea of ​​blood that stretched for billions of miles was constantly surging, as if summoned by the great gods. A blood-red lotus slowly emerged from the blood, and its tightly closed petals kept opening and closing, revealing an old man with a gloomy face.

The old man sat cross-legged, with two swords hanging diagonally behind him. The old man's voice echoed over the entire sea of ​​blood: "My name is Minghe."

Above the North Sea, a giant fish was rushing towards the surface of the sea, but the moment it left the sea, it turned into a giant roc facing the sky, and opened its mouth to swallow hundreds of dragons circling in the sky.

Countless innate saints were born, and they announced their names to the entire prehistoric world. Each innate saint was equivalent to a golden immortal. Even though their strength was not as good as that of the dragon and phoenix at their peak moments, they had great potential. They only needed some time to surpass the three tribes of Kaitian.

After all, the top forces of the three tribes of Kaitian are only the seven innate saints, while there are twelve ancestor witches alone, which shows the gap between them.

Hengming had just been born, and looking at the turbulent ocean, he couldn't help but cheer. However, when he saw those malicious dragons, he couldn't help feeling unhappy.

Although he had comforted himself with the saying "A man of insight becomes a wise man" at the beginning, he did not dare to provoke the dragon clan at that time, so he could only run for his life. But now that the dragon clan is in decline, he naturally doesn't need to be in awe of them anymore. He snorted coldly and crushed them to death with a wave of his hand.

"Stinky loach!" Heng Ming snorted coldly, "You dare to provoke me after I was born? I will kill you all!"

However, as a person with a sacred innate destiny, Hengming could still feel the tenacity of the dragon clan's luck. Although 80% of the luck had dissipated, the remaining two layers seemed as hard as a rock, and it was obvious that there was a powerful person in charge.

Although Hengming was very proud of himself, he also knew that pride leads to destruction, so without hesitation, he immediately went into the Fate Island and planned to move his own temple to the mainland.

(End of this chapter)