Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

If other people said that, she would definitely tell him with her delicate fist, what is strength?

However, Duobao said this.

Just feeling his breath like a prehistoric beast, Houtu couldn't even bring up the thought of fighting.

"In front of you... I really have no strength."

This is the truth, Hou Tu is very sad and sad, but he has to admit it.

"My name is Houtu." Houtu said.

Duobao was speechless, staring straight at Houtu.

I don't understand, what's wrong?

Duobao rolled his eyes and couldn't help but said, "I said you people are really interesting."

"Obviously the strength is not strong, but they are all bold."

Houtu couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

Why are you so bold?

She said she didn't understand.

Besides, what she said is okay, right?

Why do you look at Duobao, as if she made a big mistake?

The point is, she couldn't figure it out, where did she make a mistake?

"What's the matter? What's the problem?" Duobao really didn't know what to say.

"This is a big problem!"

Duobao shook his head: "My heart is higher than the sky, and my life is thinner than paper."

"Is Houtu the name you can call?"

Houtu was dumbfounded, stared at him blankly, and blinked blankly: "What's wrong? What's wrong with the name Houtu?"

"Any questions?"

"Do you know who Houtu is?" Duobao asked.

Houtu: "...Of course I know."

Nonsense, she is the back soil, can she not know what she is?

"..." Hearing Houtu's answer, Duobao didn't come to his senses for a long while.

"Since you know it, why do you still dare to say that you are a descendant?"

"Don't you understand that in the prehistoric world, names cannot be called indiscriminately."

"Since there is already a Houtu ancestor witch among the witch clan, unless you want to make enemies with Houtu and take this name, otherwise, you are really ignorant and fearless."

Duobao sighed: "However, then again, since you are a Wu clan, and you are a Wu clan of the Houtu tribe, you shouldn't know about this, right?"

1 Fifty Chapters Simulated Reincarnation

"Know what?" Hou Tu hadn't reacted yet.

"For the sake of the venerable!" Duobao raised his forehead, what kind of Xiaobai did he meet!

One by one, they survived in such a dangerous world as the prehistoric world, but they all looked like little whites.

They don't even know the most basic survival skills, so I'm really curious, how did they survive until now?

There was Styx in the past and now there is Houtu.

Duobao suddenly became skeptical, when would he meet someone who dared to call himself Hongjun?

33. Beyond Chongtian, in Zixiao Palace, when the word Hongjun popped up in Duobao's heart.

The white-haired young man sitting cross-legged in the depths of the palace opened his eyes, looked at Duobao, and shook his head helplessly: "This monkey really dares to say anything."

"Huh?" The moment he saw Duobao, Hongjun suddenly noticed the aura of Duobao, and even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but scream.

Outside Haotian, Yaochi heard the voice and asked loudly: "Master, what's wrong?"

Hongjun came back to his senses: "Nothing."

Hongjun looked at Duobao with surprise in his eyes: "Since when did Leather Monkey become so strong?"

"This is almost catching up with the saint?"

"Is this the strangeness of beings outside the Dao of Heaven?" Hong Jun thought in amazement.

As soon as he thought about it, what Duobao had done during this period of time immediately appeared in his mind.

In an instant, Hongjun was no longer surprised, but completely shocked.

"Dragon force, boundary force...another boundary division standard?"

Hongjun was stunned, thinking carefully, and after pondering for a while: "According to the standard of this monkey's realm, even I can't reach the level of a saint, right?"

After careful calculation, based on his current strength, it is estimated that in the realm divided by Duobao, he can only be regarded as a quasi-sage at most.

Moreover, it may only be said that he is a first-time quasi-sage.

After getting this result, Hongjun fell silent and fell into deep thinking.

"Am I really sanctified?"

"I'm a saint?"

"No, I'm just a quasi-sage, right?"

Various thoughts kept appearing in his mind, and it took a long while for Hongjun to slowly come back to his senses.

He laughed silently: "Perhaps, I'm really just a quasi-sage, so I don't know for certain!"

Looking at Duobao with admiration, Hongjun's eyes gradually became meaningful: "Perhaps...a fake Hongjun pretending to be Hongjun may not be able to appear!"

Following the thought, the aura on Hongjun's body changed for a while, and after that, the realm went from unfathomable to saintly.

"I can't go down anymore..." Hongjun sighed: "It seems that we still need to find that monkey and use his means to compress the realm."

"It is difficult to cultivate the realm of a monkey with the means within the way of heaven... Even I am no exception."

........

"Yes, for the sake of the venerable, then what?" Hou Tu still didn't understand.

Duobao rolled his eyes, you are really stupid to a certain extent.

"Don't change your name yet, do you really want to compete with Houtu Zuwu for the name Houtu?" Duobao said angrily, "If you don't want to die, change your name as soon as possible."

"Of course, I'd like to advise you, it's up to you whether to change or not."

"If you really want to die by yourself, then I can't stop it, can I?"

"Oh!" Listening to Duobao's words, Houtu gradually understood something, and then looked at Duobao strangely.

It seems that he is because his strength is too weak?

So you don't believe that you are a Houtu?

In his heart, he should be very strong.

With his current strength, he is completely sorry for the identity of the back soil in his heart.

Although, this seems to be very... But why does Houtu get more and more awkward the more he thinks about it?

My strength is so low, I really feel sorry for you!

Houtu yelled in his heart, and after a while, he said to Duobao: "Change, change, must be changed."

"You're right, for the sake of your lord, I really can't compete with the Houtu Zuwu for the name..." At this point, Houtu was inexplicably sad, and quickly cleared up his mood, and asked again: "What do you think, What should I change my name to?"

"That's right." Duobao nodded in satisfaction, he could listen to persuasion, even if he wasn't stupid enough, there was still someone to help.

Hearing Houtu's inquiry, Duobao thought about it: "Houtu must not be able to call it anymore, but I'm used to it, so it's hard to change, so I might as well use a homonym."

Houtu blinked his beautiful big eyes: "What homonym?"

"Picture after... what do you think of the name?"

Houtu repeated: "Houtu... well, it's okay, it's not bad, so from now on, I'll be called Houtu?"

Duobao was relieved, feeling that he had saved another life, and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment: "Well, then I will call you Houtu from now on."

hum~

While he was talking, suddenly the Dao Yun of Samsara emerged from Hou Tu's body.

Dao Yun filled the simulated prehistoric world, and then rushed towards the infinite black hole suspended in the air.

Duobao looked over in surprise.

I saw that the Daoyun of Samsara rushed into the infinite black hole, and after a while, it appeared by itself, turned into countless creatures, and floated in the air.

These creatures have illusory shapes, empty eyes, and no intelligence, just like puppets.

"This is?" Duobao narrowed his eyes: "A ghost?"

He looked at Houtu: "Why do you have the Dao Yun of reincarnation?"

Duobao is very strange, shouldn't the Daoyun of reincarnation only exist in the real Houtu?

Moreover, she still needs to be reincarnated before she can appear. How could she appear on this woman in front of her?

"Could it be...she is really Houtu?"

Duobao's heart trembled, and then he stared at Houtu closely.

"What... what's wrong?" Houtu panicked under his stare.

It wasn't that she wasn't calm, it was that Duobao put too much pressure on her.

It's fine if ordinary people can't discover Duobao's strength. The key is that she has a strong inspiration and can fully feel Duobao's strength.

In this way, it is conceivable that Duobao's every move puts a lot of pressure on her.

"Impossible!" Duobao shook his head violently. How could he be the Houtu Ancestral Witch if he was so weak?

That is a majestic quasi-sage... The one in front of him is just barely reaching the Golden Immortal.

What kind of existence is there in Houtu?

That was after birth, at least Taiyi and even Daluo Jinxian existed.

It's impossible for someone to be just a Jinxian. She doesn't even know what the concept of Jinxian's strength is.

Anyway, for her, when she was just born, she could crush a group of golden fairies to death.

"It should be because I have been in contact with the Houtu for a long time, I have been infected with the atmosphere of the Houtu, and I have been influenced by the Houtu, so I have these Dao Yun..."

Duobao thought in his heart, feeling that he should be right.

"Reincarnation Dao Yun."

Duobao thought carefully, looking at the crowd of ghosts, a thought flashed through his mind.

"There is samsara, and there are so many ghosts..."

He looked at the empty world on his side: "If you can build a small reincarnation with this, it will definitely be inferior to the real big reincarnation. However, dealing with these little ghosts is very difficult for my simulated world." And it's totally enough."

"With reincarnation, my world will be more perfect."

"In this way, we should be able to create a lot of Dao Fruits again... the gifts of Dao Fruits from all the juniors and sisters can be regarded as a few more."

"Speaking of it..." Duobao thought seriously, "I remember that in the Underworld, there seems to be a lot of Dao fruits."

"That's it!" Duo Bao clapped his hands.

Houtu, who had been staring at Duobao, was full of doubts in his eyes.

deal?

What is settled?

"What are you going to do?" Houtu asked.