Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Di Jun still shook his head: "That's right, it has indeed eased."

He looked deeper into the chaos, and slowly said: "I can feel that the chaos in the distance has calmed down, and there is no intention of invading the prehistoric world."

"It's just..." He looked at Chaos in front of him again.

Tai Yi understood, and said calmly: "The chaos in the distance has calmed down, but the chaos that has invaded the prehistoric world cannot be changed."

"So, as long as we eliminate the invading chaos, then this matter is over."

Even though he said so, there was no joy on Taichi's face.

There is a solution to the matter, and there is hope for an end.

However, if they want to really end...they Yaozu, I'm afraid they won't be able to last until then.

Di Jun nodded, without speaking, with a heavy heart.

The Yaozu have been fighting continuously for a long, long time, and they have really reached their limit.

Although the chaos that invaded the prehistoric world is relatively small, it is completely a natural moat to the current monster race.

If you want to last until these chaos are eliminated, I am afraid that there is not much hope.

"If you don't have much hope, let's continue. My monster clan, there is no monster who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" After thinking about it, Di Jun swept away the worry on his face, and raised his voice to the crowd of monster clans: "You guys."

"The current situation..." Di Jun told all the monster clans about the current situation completely and without concealment.

Pausing for a while, after waiting for all the monsters to digest, Fang Zi continued: "Boys, are you afraid of death?"

All the monster races looked at each other and looked at each other.

After a long time, Qi Qi nodded and said loudly, "Don't be afraid!"

"Good job, this is my Yaozu Haoerlang!"

Di Jun raised his voice and said: "So, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Hetu Luoshu appeared around him, and Dijun was the first to kill all the ghosts.

Under Hetu Luoshu, countless phantoms shattered, and more phantoms appeared.

Tai Yi looked at Di Jun's back for a long time, then smiled, and the Chaos Clock appeared in his hand: "Brother, wait for me."

Behind him, Fuxi and Kunpeng looked at each other, smiled at each other, and rushed forward without hesitation.

Chapter 1: A Black Coffin in the Chaos

"I don't know if it's because the demon clan's energy has arrived, which caused such a catastrophe."

"Perhaps, the Yaozu will begin to decline after this time... But, so what?"

In the chaos, someone's voice echoed.

Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng led a group of monster clans, killing endlessly.

I don't know how long it has passed, and finally some monsters began to be unable to withstand the attack of the phantom. The most important thing is that they have reached their limit and they have been transformed into Taoism.

Like a star that has reached the end of its lifespan, at the last moment, it will fall with all its strength.

For them, this last blow is the most powerful attack in their life, and it is the last bloom of their lives.

But here, it is so weak.

The moment it bloomed, it was submerged by a tide-like phantom.

One, two... [-], [-]... Monster clans continue to fall.

The light of Taoism appeared one after another, even with the endlessness of the phantom, it could no longer be completely covered.

Feeling the aura of the monster race behind them, the four of Di Jun kept disappearing, expressionless, but the movements in their hands were much faster.

Another unknown amount of time passed, and the endless phantom attack suddenly slowed down.

The four of Dijun immediately noticed the change in the phantom.

They looked at each other in surprise, and both saw the doubt in each other's eyes.

According to their estimates, it shouldn't be.

The phantom is created by chaos, and the chaos that has invaded the wild has not been eliminated. It stands to reason that the phantom's offensive should not be so relaxed.

Di Junhe Tu Luoshu turned around, shattered the surrounding ghosts, then looked into the depths of the chaos, frowned, and felt something: "There is a powerful force appearing in the chaos."

Tai Yi concentrated, without Di Jun saying, he also felt it, and after feeling it carefully, his cheeks twitched involuntarily.

"No way!"

Di Jun heard Tai Yi's voice, and looked at him in surprise: "Why not? You know?"

"Perhaps!" Taiyi was not sure, but it was more inconceivable.

Didn't it mean that he has been meditating in Kunlun all the time?

According to reliable legends, if there is no accident, this person will rarely come out.

Moreover, even if it came out, it was still in the prehistoric, how could it be in the chaos?

Tai Yi didn't know how he was feeling now, he couldn't laugh or cry but was also surprised: "Maybe it's not him?"

It seems that this reliable legend may not be really reliable.

"I'll go take a look." Tai Yi said.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Di Jun and others to react, he entered the depths of chaos alone.

Looking at Tai Yi's back, Di Jun, Fu Xi, and Kun Peng looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a long time.

"Why did he react like this?"

In the depths of the chaos, countless phantoms are densely packed, like tides, turning into waves one after another, rushing towards the center.

In the middle of the phantom tide, there are no living beings, only a coffin.

Seeing this appearance, Tai Yi was stunned.

He thought that here would be the person he thought of, but there was no one, but a coffin.

The whole body of the coffin is pitch black, it is a black coffin.

On the black coffin, there are countless dense patterns carved.

The lines are slender and neatly arranged.

Tai looked carefully, and on the lines, he also saw small black dots. He didn't know if the craftsmen who carved these lines made mistakes, or it was like this in the first place.

"coffin!"

Taiyi's heart trembled, after staring at the coffin for a long time, there was a kind of hairy feeling in his heart.

This is incredible.

He is one of the masters of the monster clan, a power that is countless in the wild, how could he feel so hairy?

"Sure enough, it's something related to that guy, so it can't be calculated with common sense."

Tai let out a wry smile.

On this coffin, there was the same aura as that of Duobao. He concluded that this coffin must have something to do with Duobao.

Moreover, as far as the feeling of this coffin is concerned, only that guy can make it out of the prehistoric world.

"However, why is the thing made by this guy here?"

Tai Yi was still puzzled, but suddenly his eyes focused on the black dots on the coffin: "These are not sculptures!"

"Is it saber energy... is it a magic weapon?"

Taiyi suddenly widened his eyes, feeling incredible.

magic weapon?

His heart trembled, what was the inexplicable trembling in his heart?

It's not fear, it's fear... It's not fear of being hurt, it's fear of my guess coming true.

With inexplicable thoughts, Taiyi looked at the coffin, carefully scrutinizing the lines and textures... A familiar breath came, and Taiyi fell silent.

"Sure enough, it is a magic weapon, and..."

Tai Yi took a deep breath, suddenly, he didn't know what to say.

The lines and black spots on the coffin in front of him are all magic weapons.

Every streak, every black dot is a magic weapon.

It was the first time he had seen the magic weapon represented by the black dots, but he was no stranger to the magic weapon represented by the lines.

paper knife!

He still remembers the battle on the coast of the East China Sea back then, especially this novel magic weapon that had never appeared in the prehistoric world, so that he could never forget it.

After all, the pure power is already comparable to the innate spirit treasure, how can I forget it?

Especially after Duobao took out three thousand such powerful paper knives at one time, this impression was greatly deepened, and he couldn't forget it even more.

"Duobao...As expected of you."

Taiyi smiled wryly, feeling complicated.

On the coffin in front of me, there are dense lines covering the whole, the number is more than [-], more than [-].

He didn't understand why such a monster appeared in the prehistoric world, and such a powerful magic weapon could be manufactured by hand.

Don't you need materials to make magic weapons?

It is so powerful, and the materials it consumes must not be simple or ordinary.

It's impossible to have so many materials alone, right?

"How did this coffin appear here?"

As other thoughts fell, another thought arose, and Taiyi stared at the coffin, lost in thought.

The appearance of this coffin attracted part of Chaos' firepower and attracted Chaos phantoms to attack, greatly reducing the pressure on his monster clan.

Duobao and they are in a hostile relationship. Normally, if Duobao finds out about their situation, it is normal to add insult to injury. How can he help them?

So, although I still haven't figured out why this coffin appeared here, and inadvertently helped their Yaozu a lot, Taiyi is sure that Duobao is definitely not there.

If he was there, the situation may not be the case.

"Although you are not here, but..." Tai Yi looked at the coffin complicatedly: "I still need to thank you."

"Many treasures!"

Although it was unintentional, it actually helped his Yaozu.

He has to accept this love.

Chapter 1 Do you know me? (Tomorrow will be on the shelves, please order first)

"???" Hearing this sudden voice, Tai Yi's body paused, and he suddenly widened his eyes and looked into the coffin from this familiar voice: "Duobao?"

Duobao was lying in the coffin and had been in a deep sleep for a long time, at least in his opinion, so it was.

Chaos is worthy of being called chaos, it really is endless.

Those phantoms were also killing endlessly. He had been killing for a long time, and he was tired.

The original anger, grief and various emotions slowly dissipated with the continuous killing.

He was tired of killing, but the phantoms continued to appear.

Simply, he directly made another coffin, set the program to automatically kill the phantom, and then lay down in it.

Let the coffin float in the chaos, no matter where he goes.

Anyway, it is estimated that Honghuang will not be able to go back, so it doesn't matter where he goes.

After making the coffin, he lay down, sank his heart and spirit, and waited for each day to suddenly wake up.