Although the old man is very old, the sword in his hand still shows his former glory.

However, now he is just an old man, and his strength will eventually run out. He swung the sword to behead a green wolf in front of him, and the hand holding the sword finally began to tremble.

With dim eyes, he looked at the groups of beasts rushing towards him. He was neither panicked nor afraid, but revealed a trace of emotion. Am I

finally going to die?

It’s good to die on the battlefield. This is my best destination.

But home... I can never go back.

He couldn't help but look up and look at the void in the distance. A layer of mist appeared in his eyes, blurring his vision.

"Grandpa Tongtong, Grandpa Tongtong--"

In the village behind the old man, childish voices called out one after another, full of anxiety. Some older children also joined the battlefield with weapons in hand.

They looked at the old man's staggering back, and their eyes suddenly turned red.

On the battlefield, others also shouted with great concern, "Old man Tongtong!"

In the eyes of many people, tears flowed down quickly like a kite with a broken string.

In this village, the old man is the oldest and most prestigious. Almost everyone has been instructed by him.

I don't remember how many years ago, someone carried the fainted old man back, and then the old man has lived in the village.

No one knows the past of this old man, but gradually, the people in the village found that this old man seemed to be extraordinary. He began to teach the young people in the village to practice. Now, everyone in the village can be said to be this old man's disciple.

As time goes by, many of the older generation have passed away one after another, but this old man, although it seems to have reached the end of his life, is extremely able to live. Many people speculate that he may be a person from the big area, but he was seriously injured.

In fact, every time this old man gets drunk, he often goes crazy, dances with a sword in the moonlight, and shouts that he had the power of the sky, sitting on the ninth heaven, and can kill saints with one sword, and is worshipped by countless people. But

at this moment... is this old man really going to die?

"Kill, kill!"

"We must make these beasts pay even if we have to die!"

The whole village erupted with a strong will to fight, fighting a desperate battle. Although they knew it was just a drop in the bucket, no one was willing to sit back and wait for death.

"Aowu!"

At this moment, accompanied by a wolf howl, a wolf with red hair all over its body, like fire, slowly walked out, looking at the old man with cold eyes, with a surging aura around its body, but it was already a wolf demon in the foundation-building period.

It seemed to come here on purpose to send the old man off.

The wolf opened its mouth slightly, and a huge fireball hit the old man.

"Magic?"

"Death by magic... is also good."

A smile appeared on the old man's gaunt face. He looked into the distance again, but his blurred vision paused, and he seemed to see two figures approaching quickly.

And... they looked vaguely familiar.

An illusion before death?

The old man wanted to close his eyes, but at this moment, one of the figures slowly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the village!

"Buzz!"

Everything here was frozen!

Time and space seemed to be peeled off and turned into a picture.

An irresistible magical aura enveloped this area, as if a high god had descended to the earth.

In fact, it was indeed the case.

In the picture, the endless sea-like beasts, like spring snow encountering the warm sun, slowly melted, turned into dust, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The originally noisy world fell into a dead silence at this moment.

After a long time, everyone came to their senses and hurriedly knelt down to worship.

They said devoutly in unison: "A miracle, a miracle has come! Thank you, Lord God, for appearing, thank you, Lord God, for saving my life."

However, the old man did not move. He seemed to be cast with a spell of immobilization. Looking at the two figures floating in the void, his mind was blank, his face seemed to be crying and laughing, and his lips were trembling violently.

"Clang clang clang."

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he was at a loss for a moment.

The people who rushed over were naturally Nüwa and the Queen Mother.

They looked at the old man in front of them with complicated eyes. If they hadn't felt that familiar breath, they really couldn't believe that the acquaintance of the past would become like this.

However, fortunately, we arrived in time.

Nv'ao looked at his current appearance and smiled and said, "Anything you want to say?"

The old man was shocked, but he quickly lowered his head and said, "I offended the immortal because of my distraction. I am guilty."

He didn't dare to recognize him directly.

Because he was afraid that all this was just a coincidence, or a trap.

He has the seventh realm hidden in his heart. If he rashly tells it out, who knows how much disaster it will cause.

This is a secret more important than life, he must be cautious!

"Tongtian, I am Nv'ao, you don't have to be on guard against me."

Nv'ao sent a message to Tongtian, and then said: "We are here to pick you up, say goodbye to the others and follow us."

After that, Nv'ao and the Queen Mother landed in the forest not far away.

Everyone was still kneeling and shouting for miracles.

Tongtian looked at everyone and suddenly smiled proudly: "Haha, I said I could reach the sky back then, and now someone finally came to pick me up. How about it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Awesome."

"All the gods, please accept our greetings."

Everyone immediately knelt down in awe, their eyes full of awe.

Tongtian looked at them and sighed, "I have to go. We will say goodbye from now on."

"Farewell, Immortal."

There were also children who shouted reluctantly, "Goodbye, Grandpa Tongtong."

...

Tongtian walked into the forest and saw Nvwu and the Queen Mother with a complicated look in his eyes.

He was surprised and said, "Really... it's really you?"

Nvwu smiled and said, "We came from across the border. Why, don't you believe it?"

She and the Queen Mother looked at the old man in front of them, and their hearts were surging for a while.

Back in the prehistoric times, Nvwu and Tongtian were both saints in the prehistoric times. Tongtian even founded the Jiejiao. He could kill saints with his sword formation, and his combat power was the best in the prehistoric times.

I never thought that he would be so miserable after meeting him again since leaving the prehistoric world ten thousand years ago.

"I can't believe it. How could you come here? You shouldn't come here!"

Tongtian frowned, his tone was worried and anxious, and he said solemnly: "This world is very scary. You should go back quickly and never expose yourself."

Nvwu said: "What's wrong? The fearless Tongtian Sect Master has become timid now?"

"Back then, I didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was. I was just a frog in the well looking up at the sky. Tongtian is dead now. There is only an old man named Tongtong."

His tone was full of loneliness and he sighed.

The Queen Mother said, "Don't worry, there must be a way to make you recover."

"No need, my body is useless, my Taoist body is damaged, my soul is shattered, it's useless."

Tongtian shook his head bitterly. For so many years, he had already accepted his fate.

Then, his spirit was shaken again, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about other things, this place is really dangerous!"

"You didn't cause any big commotion when you came here? This area belongs to the East Wilderness. There is an extremely terrifying demon king. It is rumored that his original form is the chaotic beast Seven-Colored Elk, which has the ability to subvert the law. If it finds us, the entire Seventh Realm will be finished!"

Tongtian became more and more afraid as he spoke, and his limbs felt a little cold.

Demon King?

Seven-Colored Elk?

It sounds so familiar.

Nv'ao and the Queen Mother looked at each other and both of them couldn't help but smile.

Tongtian was completely dumbfounded. "You can still laugh?"

Nv'ao said with a smile: "Tongtong, if I guess correctly, the colorful elk in your mouth should have become a dish now."

What?

A dish? What

are you talking about?

Tongtian thought there was something wrong with his ears and froze in place.

The Queen Mother helped explain, "Master Tongtian, just before we came to this fourth world, we killed the seven-colored elk demon."

"Haha, impossible! You must have recognized the wrong demon."

Tongtian shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disbelief, and then said, "I'm not trying to strike you down. In the ancient times, we thought we were the best because we were saints. In fact, we are just ants!"

"Above the saints, there is the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian! Above the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is the Heavenly Dao realm, and above the Heavenly Dao, there is the Great Dao!"

"The subordinates of this seven-colored elk demon are all at the Heavenly Dao realm, and they themselves may be the Supreme Dao. What can you use to kill them?"

Now that he has lost all his cultivation, he naturally cannot feel what the cultivation of Nvwu and the Queen Mother is. However, in his guess, Nvwu is most likely still at the Saint realm. Even if she finds a great opportunity, she is at most a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

As for the Queen Mother... maybe she is not even a Saint, and is worse than I was back then.

They are completely different from the seven-colored elk, and the gap is like heaven and earth.

Nvwu and the Queen Mother immediately showed strange expressions on their faces.

Nv Ao asked, "Tong Tong, we all know what you said, why don't you guess what my current level of cultivation is?"

Tong Tian smiled and said, "Looking at your appearance, you must have got some kind of opportunity to be promoted to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, which is not easy."

The Queen Mother then asked, "What do you think of me?"

Tong Tian said, "You? Have you reached the realm of a saint?"

Nv Ao smiled and shook her head, "You guessed wrong, I think you should be mentally prepared first, don't be unable to bear it later."

Tong Tian said stupidly, "It can't be the realm of the Heavenly Dao, right?"

Nv Ao smiled and nodded, "I was lucky, I am indeed in the realm of the Heavenly Dao."

"Hiss——"

Tong Tian felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground, his old face twitching.

Heavenly Dao?

Nv Ao, is this the realm of the Heavenly Dao?

I'm living such a miserable life, but look at them, they can fly straight away, they are two completely different extremes!

He looked at the Queen Mother again, "Then you, you won't..."

The Queen Mother said, "I'm only at the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm, a little short of the Heavenly Dao realm."

Just a little short?

Tongtian's body stepped back three steps, almost suffocating.

His brain was about to explode, and his worldview encountered an unprecedented shock.

What's going on?

What did they do? Why are they so awesome?

You know, in the ancient times, Tongtian was a saint, and the Queen Mother was just a quasi-saint. However, in just ten thousand years, how could the gap between people become so big?

Tongtian's face flushed, and he felt ashamed. I don't deserve to live!

Nv'ao said again: "By the way, Hongjun, the Jade Emperor and Yang Jian are also in the Heavenly Dao realm, and the Giant Spirit God is about to enter the Heavenly Dao realm. Many people in the prehistoric world have made great progress."

"Buzz buzz buzz--"

Tongtian's brain couldn't bear it anymore, and his brain nerves began to be disordered. He felt like he was having a nightmare.

What the hell?

Yang Jian, a servant of the Heavenly Palace, has reached the Heavenly Dao?

And the Giant Spirit God, a small pawn of the Heavenly Palace, is about to enter the Heavenly Dao realm?

There must be a limit to bragging, right?

This is not a small realm like building a foundation pill, this is the Heavenly Dao. Every growth will be extremely difficult, not to mention breaking through the bottleneck.

Tongtian digested it for a long time before he managed to say, "You...you must be kidding me, this is simply impossible!"

However, he looked at the expressions of Nv'ao and the Queen Mother and knew that they were not joking.

He swallowed and said in shock, "What...what happened? How did you do it?"

Nv'ao said indifferently, "I didn't do anything. I just happened to meet a master, followed him to eat and drink, and then inexplicably reached this state."

Eat and drink?

Inexplicably?

Is this a human language?

Tongtian's heart was stabbed with pain, as if it was stabbed deeply.

Thinking back to the ten thousand years since he left the prehistoric world, he first kept wandering in the chaos, desperately searching for opportunities, facing dangers time and time again, fighting for a little opportunity until his head was broken and bloodied, and finally by chance he was brought to the fourth realm, and then he went through a lot of hardships again.

It was only because of this that he managed to become a true Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but afterwards, he was seriously injured and finally escaped with great difficulty, only to fall to this point.

Do you know how I have lived for the past ten thousand years?

Tongtian Patriarch suddenly wanted to cry...

However, he grasped the key point of the words and asked in confusion, "What master?"

Nv'ao and Queen Mother showed piety at the same time and said in awe, "A supreme being who stands at the top and is respected and worshipped by people!" "The

seven-colored elk was subdued by a dog raised by the master. It was fortunate to become the master's game, which is also a very honorable destination."

Immediately, they talked about the master one by one.

The more Tongtian Patriarch listened, the wider his mouth opened. In the end, his jaw was almost dislocated and he couldn't close it for a long time.

He used the Chaos Spirit Spring as water, and Chaos Spirit Root as fruit, tasting it at will, making all delicacies contain the Great Dao, and elevating the prehistoric world to the realm of the gods...

That's all. In his eyes, the Heavenly Dao realm and even the Great Dao Supreme are just game?

This is simply unreasonable cruelty!

Is there still justice? Is there still the law of the king?

After being stunned for a long time, Tongtian suddenly looked at Nvwu and the Queen Mother in an extremely complicated way, and said faintly: "I have heard it. In fact, you didn't do much at all. You just hugged the thighs of the masters, and then started to fly all the way, and your realm rose up."

The Queen Mother and Nvwu nodded awkwardly.

Although they did something, compared with the opportunities given by the masters, it was nothing at all.

"Wuwuwu——"

Tongtian, who could face death calmly

, started crying. Tears flowed down his cheeks like rain.

"How unfair! I might as well have stayed in the wilderness and laid down!"