Chapter 4892

"The art of dream?"

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk.

He had heard of the art of dream Tao before. It is said that it is a kind of prophecy deduced through the operation law of heaven, which is unpredictable.

It is said that there are only two great masters in the world who have dabbled in the art of dream Tao. One is emperor Fuxi, and the other is Hongjun's ancestor in the Hunyuan era!

It is said that the divine divination plate is a heaven level treasure refined by Hongjun's ancestor through the art of dream Tao.

These legends alone are enough to prove the brilliance of the art of dream Tao.

"The art of dream Tao has many anti heaven abilities such as returning to nature and reversing reincarnation time and space. Fu Xi used this art to refine Pangu's residual body, which really restored a trace of vitality and divine power to the originally lifeless Pangu's residual body."

"The life born out of Pangu's heart is Ben Daojun. In the final analysis, Ben Daojun is the real descendant of Pangu!"

The land pressure was neither cold nor light.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang was shocked.

But Hou Yi still didn't want to believe Lu pressure. He said tit for tat: "there may be some mistakes below, but it's difficult to distinguish the truth from the false."

"You are only the life refined by Fuxi, not the life born of Pangu's residual body. If you really want to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, you should also recognize Fuxi, but you are not qualified to claim to be the descendant of Pangu!"

Lu Ya angrily scolded, "extremely stupid! Do you really think that the twelve ancestors were the life evolved by Pangu's residual body?"

Hou Yi's face was uncertain and said, "what do you mean?"

"The birth of life in the body after death is contrary to the laws of heaven. Even the true God can't be reborn after death. Most of the so-called twelve ancestral witches are life made by man like the king of Tao!"

Lu Ya sneered.

Hou Yi responded calmly: "my little witch soul has to admit that your means are amazing and your strength is good, but with this skill alone, it is far from being comparable to my ancestor 'golden God's production and harvest'."

Lu Ya seemed to be talking about the pain. He said coldly: "ignorant witch soul, the combat power of the Taoist king in his heyday is not comparable to that of the twelve ancestors! The reason why I fell here is because I paid a great price in the battle of the world!"

"If you hadn't been seriously injured in the battle of the realm, I would have inherited the throne of Fuxi and ascended the throne as Emperor! Why stay in this damn witch tomb and spend days like years!"

Listening to Lu Ya's angry voice, Shen Lang couldn't help asking, "I'm curious. Why did the last boundary war start? What happened that led to the collective disappearance of the three emperors?"

Lu Ya Leng snorted, "don't ask me about these bad things. I've been practicing in kunxu retreat and don't care about the outside world."

"Then why did Master Lu Ya stay in the tomb of the fire Witch and stay closed?"

Shen Lang asked.

Lu Ya said coldly, "it's not all the pits dug by old Fuxi for me! Before the world war, Fuxi suddenly sent a message to let us protect kunxu as much as possible. That's why we will fight with the second prince of the demon kingdom!"

"The man in the devil kingdom will die if he gets my immortal chopping Throwing Knife. Unexpectedly, the other party showed a very strange magic skill before he died and hurt me. Since I was badly hurt, I have been dormant in the fire witch tomb and recuperated here."

"Until now, the magic fire in the body of the Taoist king has not subsided. We must rely on the residual divine power in Pangu's heart to resist the burning of the magic fire!"

"Now the whole fairyland is bound by the power of the list of gods. Once Ben Daojun goes out of the witch tomb, his strength is greatly suppressed, and he can't resist the magic fire in his body."

"For these reasons, I had to stay in the witch tomb and couldn't go out."

Lu Ya's expression was quite helpless.

"I see."

Shen Lang took a deep breath and hugged his fist: "it seems that Lu Ya has indeed paid a great price. I hope you will forgive me for your impoliteness."

After respectfully saluting, Shen Lang did not forget to tell Hou Yi about the pictures he had seen when entering the fire witch tomb.

When Hou Yi learned that Lu Ya had paid a huge price to repel the strong enemies in the demon domain, he immediately admired him. He changed his face and said respectfully, "Taoist friend, I'm sorry, please forgive me for being so quick!"

"Hehe, for the sake of your witch soul and Pangu's true God, I will spare you once!"

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