Chapter 1655 In the Chaos, We Are All Ants (Please Subscribe, More Updates)

As for the group of people in the chaos?

Sorry.

They are just a group of self-righteous guys.

Ants only.

It doesn't matter.

If he wasn't afraid of ruining his original plan by going down himself, Hongjun would have relied on his cultivation of the Heavenly Dao-level Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian to take action himself.

But...

Now it seems unnecessary.

Yes.

There is no need at all.

With the existence of the Chaos Gale and Chaos Turbulence, those who don't have any innate spiritual treasures, no defensive formations, and no other means of protection.

They can only be cannon fodder.

They can only be ants.

It is their great honor to die in the chaos.

Hundreds of millions of lives died in the chaos, but it still failed to stop those lives from going to the chaos.

It's like a mortal who found a way to become an immortal.

Even if it is full of dangers, even if you know it is a situation where there is no chance of survival, you still have to go for it.

Go and try.

What if it succeeds?

After all...

Every creature thinks that he is the lucky one.

Everyone thinks that he will be the one who succeeds.

But little do they know that there are not many who really succeed.

According to Hongjun's prediction.

Among the millions of creatures, most will die, and only 3,000 will stay.

And these are the 3,000 mortals in his plan.

It's not that he wants to bless these 3,000 cultivators, but he wants them to create a bigger wave after returning to the prehistoric world.

After having stronger personal strength, it is normal to fight each other for a disagreement, even for race, luck, and spiritual treasure.

Of course.

This is a later story.

Now, these creatures are struggling in the chaos.

Facing the terrifying chaos wind and chaos turbulence, they have no other choice.

Either die or live.

The former is easy, and the latter is much more difficult.

"Puff!"

One died.

But in the chaos, there are countless creatures who died like this.

No one cares, and no one pities anyone.

All this is self-inflicted.

If you want to seek the Tao, if you want to seek the Tao, you must be prepared for all this.

Otherwise.

How can the Tao be passed on so easily?

"Brother, you must seek the Great Dao."

A seriously injured person laughed bitterly and said, "As long as you can succeed, I will succeed. I can't accompany you on the next road.

Ask for the Tao in the morning, and die in the evening.

But...

I haven't heard the Tao yet."

"Junior sister..."

A Taoist shouted, but could only watch his junior sister being torn into pieces by the chaotic turbulence.

There was nothing left after death.

He had no choice but to rely on a precious bead to protect him and barely move forward.

The road was getting longer and longer.

But why did he always feel that it was not worth it.

Before he thought about anything else, he saw a terrible force rushing towards him the next moment.

"With your meager cultivation, you should go and accompany your junior sister."

A rough man said loudly: "You are not worthy of having the innate spiritual treasure, so give it to this ancestor.

Hahaha!"

In an instant.

The man snatched the orb from the former's hand.

Ignoring the man, he quickly refined the orb and continued to go to the chaos.

Situations like this often happen in the chaos.

Even.

Because of the threat to their own lives, some creatures will use all kinds of means regardless of everything.

Fights are inevitable.

Many creatures did not die under the chaotic wind and chaotic turbulence, but died at the hands of their companions around them.

They were killed if they were not careful.

Especially those creatures holding innate spiritual treasures.

They are more likely to be killed.

Everyone knows that having innate spiritual treasures is better than chaos, so naturally there are creatures who plan to plunder innate spiritual treasures in the chaos.

That way they can get through.

So.

The fighting continued, and it became more and more tragic.

One battle after another, killing people and making them wail everywhere, but it was just a firework in the chaos.

After a brief brightness, it finally went out.

Nothing was left.

This was their fate, so horrible.

It was also so shocking.

Many creatures sighed, but they knew that they could not change anything.

This is the prehistoric world.

- A prehistoric world where the fittest survive.

At the same time, it was also an extremely dark prehistoric world.

Countless creatures would naturally do whatever it took to survive, and would do whatever it took.

They charged forward recklessly.

For fear that someone would stop them.

Only in this way, perhaps they could reach the Zixiao Palace.

As creatures in the prehistoric world, they knew one thing very well: who could reach the Zixiao Palace and how many creatures would eventually reach the Zixiao Palace were not important to Hongjun.

As the saying goes: one sheep is driven, two sheep, and three sheep are also driven.

Basically, there is not much difference.

Of course.

If they knew Hongjun's thoughts, they would be shocked by his thoughts.

In fact.

Even if all the creatures who went to Zixiao Palace to ask for advice died, it would not matter to Hongjun.

It was just a small matter.

He could still think of other ways and kill those creatures by other means.

So.

The matter is not difficult for Hongjun.

But he hopes that more of these creatures will die, just to solve more problems.

Anyway, he doesn't have to bear the cause and effect.

This is something that even the Heavenly Dao has to plan, how can there be cause and effect.

"Ants are just ants after all."

Looking at those people in the chaos through his magical powers, Hongjun couldn't help but sigh, "If you honestly leave the chaos and go to the chaos to practice, I won't do anything to you."

What a pity.

The creatures that can go to the chaos to practice, except for those chaotic creatures, are almost impossible for the innate creatures in the chaos.

They can't bear it at all.

That's why there are so many creatures in the chaos. After hearing that he wants to preach, they also rush to the chaos one after another.

Even if they know they are going to die, it doesn't matter.

Don't care.

Hearing the Tao is the most important thing.

"Let them die, the more the better. It's a pity that the remnants of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes didn't come."

Hongjun secretly regretted, "If they all came, that would be the best thing."

Tsk tsk!

Now.

Things are always a bit awkward.

Too few died.

Compared to the large army, the millions of creatures have not died to 50%.

"Or, I will move Zixiao Palace to the depths of chaos behind?"

Hongjun couldn't help but have such an idea, "The farther the distance and the longer the time, the more casualties of those creatures will naturally increase.

Hehehe!"

However.

Hongjun didn't do that in the end.

In his opinion, although there are still many creatures, not many of them can really come.

In other words, he still has a chance to kill them all in the cradle.

There is still time.

There is also time to prepare.

The chaos gale and the chaos turbulence appear at random, which means who can encounter them or not depends on their luck.

Those with good luck will pass smoothly.

Those who are unlucky have a high chance of encountering chaotic winds and chaotic turbulence.

Not to mention.

The space in the chaos is extremely unstable.

Perhaps there is a possibility of falling into it and being unable to extricate oneself.

It is also possible to fall into the space turbulence at that time, which is not an empty talk.

Death.

Perhaps it is right in front of you.

It will come quietly.

Of course.

After Hongjun's intervention, the chaotic winds and chaotic turbulence have a higher frequency and more intensive outbreaks.

No matter how powerful you are, no matter how profound your Taoism is.

As long as you don't have a powerful innate spiritual treasure, as long as you don't have a savage and powerful body like the witch clan, you can't stop it.

So.

There is only one way to die.

This is the final result.

"This way, it's perfect."

Hongjun murmured to himself: "Next, how many living beings can be left depends on your own luck."

Anyway, it's a big wave washing away the sand.

Well.

At most, he just increased the wave, making the speed and method of washing the sand faster and larger.

That's all.

Presumably, those creatures will feel that it's not easy to seek the Tao after arriving at Zixiao Palace.

Under Hongjun's deliberate promotion and control, the number of creatures killed and injured this time is also increasing at a visible speed.

It's really frustrating.

But...

There are still people who keep moving forward.

Fighting and killing for an innate spiritual treasure is also the most common thing.

There are also some creatures who are consumed to death in the chaos. After their mana is exhausted, they are either killed by other creatures or killed by the chaotic wind.

The result is the same.

In Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun suddenly frowned, "Huh, I didn't expect there is a Taoist friend who is both familiar and unfamiliar?"

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