The Pan King of the Ancient World Proved the Way - Chapter 483

This Great Immortal Yangmei is not an image, but the real Immortal Yangmei.

“Two fellow Taoists, you still came in.”

Immortal Yang Mei’s words were full of helplessness.

When he was in Tianyuan Continent, he issued a serious warning to persuade King Pan to give up the idea of ​​entering Pangu Heavenly Realm. He did not expect that not only King Pan, but also Patriarch Hongjun would come in.

Ancestor Hongjun said: “Aren’t fellow Taoists taking the second step of breaking through Hunyuan?”

Great Immortal Yang Mei was a powerful person in the second step of Hunyuan in his previous life. When he was reincarnated, he was deprived of his realm by the Great Dao, so he needed to practice again.

However, after practicing for the second time, he quickly understood the second step of Hunyuan.

Great Immortal Yang Mei solemnly said: “It is precisely because of this that Pindao had to come. Last time, Taoist Friend Pan Wang disturbed the Dao Dao and caused the providence of the chaotic world to change. If this time, the two of you touch Pan Gu’s will, the consequences will be disastrous. “

As he spoke, he had created an infinitely growing ultra-dimensional space, with dimensions so high that even a saint would be dazzled by it.

After the emergence of this super-dimensional space, he took King Pangu and Ancestor Hongjun to continuously ascend the dimension, always one dimension higher than Pangu’s perception.

As long as my dimension is higher than yours, you will never see me.

In the chaotic world, the only one who can do this is Great Immortal Yang Mei.

“Do you know why Fellow Taoist Pangu didn’t take action against you two?”

After getting out of Pangu’s perception, Great Immortal Yang Mei asked.

King Pan and Patriarch Hongjun noticed the title of Great Immortal Yang Mei, and their thoughts started to jump.

“Aren’t Fellow Taoist Pangu and Pangu the same person?”

Grand Ancestor Hongjun and Great Immortal Yang Mei were very close, and his disciples all addressed him as senior fellow apprentice, so he spoke casually when he asked.

Immortal Yang Mei shook his head: “How can it be the same? What the two Taoists don’t know is that Taoist Pangu did not intend to use his own way to devour the chaotic world at the beginning. He believed that he could create an eternal world with his own magic power. come out.”

“However, after he fought against Dao Dao, he underwent some changes. His spirit was contaminated and he became a character like Dao Dao.”

“You two fellow Taoists can think about it. If fellow Taoist Pangu is a person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, how could Pindao be reincarnated into the prehistoric world and reach the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.”

The words of Immortal Yang Mei solved the long-standing doubts in the hearts of Patriarch Hongjun and King Pan.

The god is also Pangu, and the ghost is also Pangu. The two extreme views of good and evil are all concentrated in Pangu.

Ancestor Hongjun asked: “What is going on with Pangu now?”

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not want to be an enemy of Pangu, not even a little bit.

Immortal Yang Mei said calmly: “I don’t know either. The realms of Pangu and Dao are too profound. In my previous life, I couldn’t see through them. Now, it’s even worse. But I want to tell these two fellow Taoists, The Pangu in Pangu Heaven is most likely Pangu’s good thoughts, and the great road in Pangu Heaven is also Pangu’s evil thoughts.”

“So, fellow Taoist, don’t let us fight against Pangu’s will, lest we break the balance between good and evil?”

Ancestor Hongjun took a deep breath, a little scared.

In the confrontation between good and evil in Pangu, it is best to maintain a balance. If Pangu’s last good thoughts disappear, the consequences can be imagined.

King Pan looked at Pangu outside the super-dimensional space. At this time, Pangu had already rounded up with his allies.

“Only fellow Taoist Yang Mei is left. He is the only one who can restrain Taoist Shi Chen from interfering in the fight between Taoist Pangu and Dao Dao.”

Shi Dutian, the head of the Twelve Capitals, said that he was a big fan of Pangu.

Daojun Lu Ya, who was dressed in white, smiled slightly and said loudly: “Fellow Taoist Yang Mei, if you don’t show up, we will be completely defeated.”

Obviously, he is very familiar with Yangmei Immortal.

King Pan could see that among the demon gods present, all were memory images, and none of them were real chaos demons.

“No matter what, these demon gods are all allies. No matter how irrational Pangu is, he will not capture his allies in his memory. But it is still possible that Pangu’s allies have been captured by Dao Dao.”

King Pan speculated.

Immortal Yang Mei no longer hid at this time. He walked out of the super-dimensional space generously.

Without him, the play cannot go on.

Chapter 145 The Terror War

The appearance of Immortal Yang Mei excited all the Chaos Demon Gods.

Two of the three giants in the world of chaos are on their side, which is an encouraging thing no matter how you look at it.

Only Pangu looked at Immortal Yangmei calmly and said, “Fellow Taoist is here too.”

He could tell at a glance that the real Great Immortal Yang Mei had entered the Pangu Heavenly Realm.

Immortal Yang Mei looked at Pangu, looking at the comrade who had no hesitation and led them to resist the Dao, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

Things have changed, and when we meet again, he is no longer him, and he is no longer him.

He was silent for a moment, and then said: “This time, Pindao and fellow Taoist will fight side by side!”

After saying this sentence, Immortal Yang Mei felt like he had returned to the past in a trance.

An unspeakable pride surged out of his chest, buried heaven and earth, and swept through endless time and space. Even in front of the great road, he dared to hand out his fist.

Pangu didn’t speak, he just held out his arm and spread his palms.

Upon seeing this, Immortal Yang Mei skillfully stretched out an arm and slapped Pangu’s hand.

“Snapped!”

With a soft sound, Pangu and Immortal Yangmei held each other’s hands. Their eyes met and they had infinite tacit understanding.

In an instant, the two communicated a lot, whether they were reminiscing about old times or discussing important matters.

Immortal Yang Mei’s eyes changed several times, and finally he became firm. He nodded sharply, and his consciousness broke away from this image, silently, and returned to the superdimensional space.

“Fellow Taoist, this is…”

Ancestor Hongjun stepped forward with concern and asked.

He thought that it was Pangu who took action and expelled the will of Immortal Yang Mei from the image.

Great Immortal Yang Mei sighed, with an expression that showed the vicissitudes of time, and waved his hands: “Two fellow Taoists, take care of yourself, I will leave here. Remember, don’t interfere in the affairs of Pangu Heavenly Realm.”

After saying that, he completely left Pangu Heavenly Realm, with not a trace of breath or will left.

Immortal Yang Mei was a participant in Kaitian’s discovery. No one knew what happened at that time better than him, so he was not interested in the plot that was going to happen next in Pangu Heavenly Realm.

As he left, his extra-dimensional space began to reduce its dimensions and disintegrate layer by layer.

However, with the Great War approaching, this extra-dimensional space has lost its meaning.

They entered the Pangu Heavenly Realm just to explore the secrets of the war. Naturally, they would not hide in the extradimensional space like a turtle with its shrunken head.

After the collapse of the extradimensional space, the two returned to Pangu Heaven and headed for the battlefield.

When Pangu’s group gathered, on the other side, the Taoist of Time, the Demon God of Reincarnation, the Demon God of Death, the Giant Sun Demon God, the Giant Yin Demon God, the Universe Demon God… also gathered together, preparing to fight.

The real Taoist Master of Time is naturally not here. He sacrificed everything he had to the Great Dao. Even if he was trapped, he would be trapped on the other side of the Great Dao, not in Pangu Heaven.

The Demon God of Reincarnation, the Demon God of Death, etc. are the deities.

In the endless years, they were in an infinite loop, constantly repeating the fate assigned to them by Pangu. However, they were pulled into the long river of fate by Pangu. No matter how they tried, they could not escape their destined fate.

“It’s reincarnation again.”

The Death Demon’s face was ashen. He really wanted to die, but he was death itself, and death was meaningless to him.

He was helpless, unable to die and unable to escape.

The Demon God of Samsara sat cross-legged, with a huge roulette spinning counterclockwise above his head. Above the roulette was a twisted river of fate.

“Pangu, I must twist the fate you weave for me!”

He let out a stubborn roar, and the inexplicable light of reincarnation rose into the sky, fighting against fate and Pangu.

However, after only three seconds of being handsome, the roulette wheel above his head exploded into powder, and he himself was struck by the river of fate and exploded again and again.

He was no match for Pangu, even if it was just the river of destiny opened up by Pangu.

“So, the fate of the prehistoric world is just a test left by Pangu?”

Ancestor Hongjun’s expression was incomprehensible and a little thrilling.

He finally knew that it was Pangu who showed mercy to Daluo Jinxian for transcending the long river of destiny.

Beings in a realm like Pangu deliberately use the river of fate to bind the fate of all living beings. Unless your magic power can surpass Pangu, you will not be able to break free.

But, on the other hand, if you can’t even escape the long river of destiny, how can you compete with Pangu?

King Pan also saw this scene.

When he was dealing with the Ten Thousand Realms Celestial Sphere, he also created a river of destiny to drag the Ten Thousand Realms Celestial Sphere into it.

However, his cultivation is at the same level as the Ten Thousand Realms Celestial Sphere, so even if he can succeed, it won’t last long.

It is really unimaginable that the Demon God of Samsara’s cultivation is obviously above the heavenly sphere of all realms, yet he is restricted by the long river of destiny left by Pangu.

“Fellow Daoist Hongjun, is it too late for you to change your mind now?”

King Pan looked at Ancestor Hongjun, and he seemed to see that Ancestor Hongjun had an even bigger river of destiny. The bigger Ancestor Hongjun moved, the deeper he fell, and the harder it was to escape from Pangu.

Ancestor Hongjun also seemed to realize this. If the scene in front of him was not made up by Pangu to scare people, then it is very likely that his own fate has also been arranged.

“boom!”