Chapter 859

The status of this Flamingo is very high in the demon family, because as soon as he came here, the surrounding demon families, regardless of their strength, were saluting him and vaguely respected him.

"What a strong Pangu power, who can it be?" came to the front, the fire crow stared at the light cocoon transformed by wind Zichen and mused silently.

He is Dijun.

He also chose to reincarnate and rebuild. He did not stay in beigulu Island, but went all the way north. I don't know how far he crossed and came to this very vast continent.

Here, it is a shrinking wasteland. There are also many powerful races, such as demon race, human race, witch race and so on. Therefore, Dijun chose his experience place here.

With his natural spirit of emperor, Dijun soon became the Holy Son of the demon family here. Even the major demon kings here respect him. They don't know what he promised to these demon kings.

Today, Dijun came here because he heard that a real dragon fell here. Therefore, he came here specially to try his luck to see if he could dig out the Dragon corpse at the foot of the mountain.

Clinker, as soon as Dijun came here, he felt a very familiar smell before he found the dragon body.

That's Pangu's breath. As the most powerful deity in the wilderness, how can Di Jun not be familiar with Pangu's breath?

In this place far away from the five continents, you can find the Pangu flavor. When you meet acquaintances, Dijun is naturally curious. For this reason, he came here to see who he knew.

However, after coming here, Emperor Jun stared at the cocoon for a long time and didn't see who the people inside were.

After Feng Zichen modified the Qi of Hongmeng, his breath changed greatly. He didn't see anyone. If only his breath induction, even his acquaintances might not recognize him, let alone the emperor who was not familiar with him.

It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it. Dijun can wait.

In a flash of time, more than ten days have passed. On this day, the whirlpool hovering in the air suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the light cocoon also made a clicking sound.

"Look, the cocoon is about to crack, and the treasure inside is about to be born." someone shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the valley became dignified, staring at the light cocoon, even Dijun was no exception.

In the light cocoon, Feng Zichen's consciousness is slowly recovering. In his divine sea, all Pangu's power is swallowed up by Hongmeng's Qi and completely turned into a purple ocean.

Boom!

When the Qi of Hongmeng billowed, a powerful force gushed out of the life spring, all the way up from the divine sea of fengzichen, directly condensing divine veins for him.

Soon, a divine pulse composed entirely of Hongmeng runes appeared in Feng Zichen's body. In this way, the power of Hongmeng Qi consumed less than one tenth.

Immediately, it continued to work in Feng Zichen's body, lighting up his orifices and acupoints.

Finally, the power of Hongmeng Qi was not exhausted until Feng Zichen stepped into the congenital realm and successfully condensed the ghost.

At this time, Feng Zichen had become a monk in the innate realm. Its combat power is more than that of ordinary earth immortals.

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Boom!

Feng Zichen's body moved, and the bright divine light burst out from his body, shattering the light cocoon shrouded in him.

However, after the light cocoon was broken, it did not disappear, but turned into a Xiayi and draped over the wind Zichen.

"Ah?"

"Not a treasure, but a person!"

After seeing the broken cocoon, there was not a treasure, but a person. They were disappointed.

Only emperor Jun, his eyes suddenly burst out and stared at Feng Zichen. He recognized each other's origin. No wonder he felt familiar. It was the smell of purple stars.

In this way, the identity of the other party is determined, that is, Ziwei emperor. I've heard for a long time that a wisp of innate true spirit of Ziwei emperor fell into the world. They haven't found it for a long time. It turned out that he was born here.

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After Feng Zichen opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually returned. Suddenly, the noisy voices around him came into his ears, making him feel very noisy.

Then he noticed that a hot look was staring at himself. The hot look made Feng Zichen quite uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, Feng Zichen looked in the direction of her eyes. As far as you can see, it is a golden flamingo.

The fire crow was very similar to Jinwu. If he had not been two legged, not three legged, Feng Zichen really thought he was Jinwu.

Familiar feeling!

Looking at the fire crow, a familiar feeling suddenly appeared in the heart of Feng Zichen. At the same time, he also noticed that the eyes of the Flamingo showed the same look as him.

The other party also feels familiar with him.

Who is he?

Looking at the respectful attitude of the demon family around him, suddenly, Feng Zichen's spirit flashed and guessed the identity of the fire crow.

It's Dijun!

Dijun is resurrected!

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

They stared at each other and said at the same time.

Then they got up at the same time and killed each other.

Boom!

The flame was blazing, Emperor Jun vibrated his wings, and the bright sun fire erupted from him, shrouded him all over, turned into a gorgeous big sun Dharma seal, and roared towards the wind Zichen.

On the other side, on Feng Zichen, the emperor's spirit was vast, and the bright stars filled the air, gathering into a majestic purple micro emperor seal, welcoming the magic power called by Emperor Jun.

Boom!

The two met in mid air, and powerful forces overflowed out, forming strong wind pressure and sweeping the weeds around.

Then they both backed back at the same time.

The blow was a tie. No, to be exact, Feng Zichen won.

Because, at present, Dijun's cultivation is a line higher than that of Feng Zichen, but after fighting with Feng Zichen, they are the same result. It seems that Dijun lost.

Both of them are at the same level. Dijun is by no means the opponent of Feng Zichen. Of course, not necessarily. When the strength reaches their level, the temporary victory or defeat is nothing. After all, it depends on the means and plan.

After all, what if the strength is stronger than the other party? Can you defeat him or kill him?

After the strength reaches the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, it is easy to distinguish the victory and defeat, but it is difficult to distinguish life and death.

After the blow, the two continued to exchange hands and collided in the air, causing the earth and rock to collapse and the rocks to explode.

"What is the origin of these two people and why they are so strong?" the two sides saw the two people fighting and wanted to come forward to help. The demon family wanted to help Dijun and the human family wanted to help fengzichen.

Unfortunately, although they are both born in the same realm, they are so powerful that ordinary fairies can't catch up with them at all.

In particular, their magical powers were incomprehensible to the people present. Because they can't see whether they are using magic powers or not.

Say they are supernatural powers, but when they fight, they use the most common playing methods. The collision of fist and fist and the impact of meat and meat are all close combat, just like a fight between mortals. There is really no trace of supernatural powers.

But they're not magical, are they? The power of this move is too strong. There is the power of heaven and earth in every move. If it moves, it will collapse into mountains and gravel. It is so powerful that it is frightening.

But these people have little knowledge. They don't know Feng Zichen and Dijun at all. When the strength reached their level, the magic power had already been integrated into every inch of their flesh and blood, as if it had become an instinct. There were magic powers in every move.

A blow is a magic power, and a kick is a magic power. Even if you shake your body and exhale forward, it is a magic power.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are like mortals fighting, but every move of them contains one or more magical powers and extraordinary mystery.

The two fought until they rose up and fought, but they went all the way and went deep into the mountains and forests.

Boom!

At a certain moment, after the two people made another extreme move and bombarded each other, they suddenly retreated towards the rear, did not come forward, and confronted each other from a long distance across a large space.

"Who on earth are you?" looking at the wind Zichen opposite, Emperor Jun breathed a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Dijun Taoist friend, why do you ask clearly?" also looking at Dijun, Feng Zichen replied with a smile.

Dijun stared at him for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I really don't know who you are."

With that, without waiting for Feng Zichen to speak, Dijun continued: "you can hide it from everyone, but you can't hide it from me. You're not Ziwei emperor, and you can't be him."

"ZIWEIXING, it was sealed by Taiyi and me personally. It sealed his magic power. It was deduced by Taiyi and me from the wreckage of the sealed demon God. Even the teacher didn't know the way to solve it."

"Therefore, I can be sure that after being sealed by me and Taiyi, it is absolutely impossible for ZIWEIXING to give birth to congenital gods and demons. He doesn't have that condition at all."

Speaking of this, Emperor Jun looked at Feng Zichen and asked, "so, who are you?"

Feng Zichen smiled and said, "why don't you guess for yourself?"

Emperor Jun shook his head and said bluntly, "I can't guess. Since I recovered, I've been wondering who you are and how to bypass the seal between me and Taiyi, enter Ziwei star and be born as Ziwei emperor."

"Unfortunately, I thought for a long time and didn't get the answer. The only thing I can be sure of is that you are not the innate holiness naturally bred by ZIWEIXING, but a great supernatural power who lives under the guise of ZIWEIXING."

"Ha ha!" after listening to Emperor Jun's words, Feng Zichen laughed a few times and said, "in the flood and famine, there are not a few people who have this guess, but only Taoist friends can confirm it."

"Taoist friends are worthy of being the people who establish heaven. They are indeed extraordinary."

For Dijun, Feng Zichen made no secret of her appreciation. When it comes to strength, Emperor Jun is not as good as Taiyi. When it comes to birth, Dijun is not as good as Dijiang, the eldest son of Pangu. But when it comes to courage, they are not as good as emperor Jun.

If there is no unparalleled courage in the world, how can Dijun have the idea of establishing the heavenly court, becoming the Heavenly Emperor and unifying the wasteland? Just the great achievement of establishing Tianting is enough to make Dijun's glory surpass Taiyi, Dijiang, even Sanqing and other people.

It is thought that Hongjun Daozu was shocked when he first heard about Dijun's idea of establishing heaven. This is a real road to heaven, which is many times better than the method of Hongjun road and Zu Hedao.

If you really become the emperor of heaven in Dijun's vision and accept the flood and famine, it is estimated that it will not take long to naturally control the way of heaven.

This method is indeed better than Hongjun Daozu's controlling the way of heaven by means of uniting the way.

If Hongjun Daozu could think of this method before he joined the Tao, it is estimated that there would be no Hongjun Daozu in the world, but become Hongjun Heavenly Emperor!

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Looking at Feng Zichen, the emperor said leisurely: "Taoist friends still refuse to tell their origin? It's already here, and Taoist friends can't hide it for long. Why don't you tell me frankly to solve my curiosity."

Not for long?

Emperor Jun didn't believe a word of these words. Feng Zichen was not surprised that Dijun could guess that he was not the congenital sanctity naturally bred by ZIWEIXING.

As he said, in the flood and famine, many great supernatural powers have this guess, but there is no evidence. Only Dijun, who personally sealed the purple micro star, could be extremely sure of it.

However, if Dijun could guess his real identity, Feng Zichen still didn't believe it. If he could guess it, Dijun wouldn't ask him.

Moreover, it is not that no one has ever suspected that Ziwei emperor is gouchen emperor, gouchen emperor is Ziwei emperor, and they are the same person.

But is that possible?

Say it, will anyone believe it?

These two great emperors are so dazzling that no one dares to treat them as one person. As everyone knows, the more impossible things are, they are often the closest to the truth.

Looking at the confident emperor Jun on his face, Feng Zichen said with some laughter: "since Taoist friends are so confident, if you don't check down slowly, see if you can dig out my real identity."

Dijun said with a smile, "it's meaningless. Instead of digging deep into your identity, if you think about it now, how to deal with you in the future."

With that, Dijun suddenly turned and left and flew away.

"Dao you, next time we meet, it won't end so easily."

Seeing Dijun go far, Feng Zichen didn't stop him, because it's not necessary. At present, neither of them can get who. It's meaningless to stop him. He can't kill each other. Why!

Instead of leaving Dijun in vain, we might as well find a way to improve our strength. Fortunately, when we meet next time, we will press Dijun.

Thinking so, Feng Zichen also turned and left and walked towards the depths of the mountains.

He wants to practice hard.

And the countless fierce beasts and monsters in this mountain range are the food for his progress.

In addition, Feng Zichen would care about the Dragon corpse at the foot of the mountain. This may be the greatest chance he has ever seen when he came here.

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After walking forward for a while, Feng Zichen wanted to hunt some fierce beasts. He didn't think that when he accidentally passed a cave, he found the inheritance of his predecessors.

From this inheritance, Feng Zichen learned that his continent was called the ancient continent.

PS: since everyone doesn't like it, I won't write this story. I'll start writing a hundred schools of thought tomorrow.