Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Di Jun said thoughtfully: "So, he is broken, and he doesn't remember the things with you before, and he doesn't remember you either?"

Tai nodded: "That's right."

Di Jun continued to ask: "And in such a short period of time, he still has the combat power of the quasi-sage realm?"

Tai Yi corrected: "It's not a quasi-sage, it's far beyond a quasi-sage."

Di Jun was speechless, why did all of this sound so mysterious and dreamy?

If it weren't for the words coming out of Tai Yi's mouth, and he saw some things with his own eyes, he wouldn't dare to believe it.

This is not like the truth at all!

More like the sound of a madman talking in his sleep.

"So, you are the Da Luo Jinxian now?"

After buffering for a long time, Di Jun asked Tai Yi.

Tai nodded his head, his body trembled, and his strength dissipated.

The powerful force shook Chaos, leaving Di Jun speechless for a long time.

"How on earth did he do it?"

Di Jun felt that his world view had been greatly impacted, and he couldn't understand what was going on at all.

Is this something that humans can do?

He can barely accept fragments and even magic weapons.

But this directly knocked down Tai Yi, who was originally at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, without affecting his strength, which was far beyond his comprehension.

I feel that such a thing, even if it is a saint... No, even Daozu Hongjun, can he do it?

Too complicated, she also shook her head: "I don't know."

He didn't know how Duobao did it.

Can't understand, can't imagine.

But, this is the truth.

Sometimes the truth is more unbelievable than imagined.

After another long time, Di Jun took a deep breath, and solemnly said to Tai Yi: "This time, you did a good job."

"Duobao..." As he spoke, Di Jun had a difficult expression on his face. After a long time, he said: "This person can't be evil, he can only be good."

"Isn't he a guardian of the human race?"

"In the future, my monster race must not take the initiative to provoke the human race."

"If you can, you can also help the human race, and you must not make Duobao feel bad for my monster race."

Taiyi also nodded emphatically: "That's what I mean too, Duobao... can't understand."

"unimaginable!"

"In the future, even if he becomes holy suddenly...it seems to be a matter of course."

Di Jun nodded approvingly.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly they both smiled wryly: "How could there be such a monster beyond comprehension in this prehistoric wilderness?"

In the prehistoric world, besides the saint, there is another existence that other monster races cannot provoke.

"Let's go!" Putting down his thoughts about Duobao, Di Jun was a little excited again, looking at the magic weapon given by Duobao in Taiyi's hand, he was very excited: "With these magic weapons, the loss of our Yaozu this time will not only be able to Make up for it, and it can be greatly strengthened.”

"In this way, my demon clan has..."

........

In Kunlun, Duobao returned to his cave and heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's finally back."

He looked at the stars in the simulated prehistoric world.

The black mist on it has disappeared.

Perhaps it was because all the phantoms had been wiped out, and the black mist was no longer there.

Feeling the coordinates left by me in the chaos again, with a thought, the figure disappeared in place, appeared in the chaos, and returned to the cave in a flash again.

"Sure enough."

Duobao is relieved, in this case, Di Er, a big customer, will be fine.

"Sanxiao, what's the situation now?"

After returning, Duobao wanted to sleep at first, but suddenly remembered Sanxiao who was thrown into the fighting world by himself, and suddenly felt a little bit in his heart, secretly thinking that it was not good.

When he went out this time, he didn't know how much time had passed.

Although there are pre-set settings in Dou Zhanjie, there will be no major problems.

However, after a long time, it is impossible to say.

With a thought, I fell into the fighting world.

"Eldest brother, elder brother, come out quickly, we can't hold on anymore!"

In the fighting world, San Xiao leaned on each other, one rested, and the other two attacked the surrounding phantoms.

All three of them had a strong exhaustion on their bodies.

The bloody light and killing intent in his eyes disappeared at some point.

His eyes were also blood red, but it was no longer from killing, but from exhaustion.

"Eldest brother, the test should be completed, let us go out."

Sanxiao was very helpless, they had been holding on for a long time.

I thought it was just a small test and there would be no problems.

Therefore, they were very relaxed at first, but they did not expect that this so-called small test would last for such a long time.

This time is so long, far beyond their imagination.

Even the original violence and killing intent were consumed in this long period of time, leaving only endless exhaustion.

In their spirits, the strong killing intent that originally existed was also consumed in the constant high-intensity battles, and completely disappeared.

The world of fighting and fighting set by Duobao must be said to be perfect.

The opponents that appeared came according to their realm.

They won't let them deal with it easily, and they won't let them lose easily.

Every battle requires all-out effort.

Originally, they never had any concept of time.

However, under such a high-intensity battle, they suddenly had a concept.

call out!

When I was thinking, desperate, and shouting habitually, my eyes suddenly blurred, and when it appeared again, I was no longer in the fighting world.

In front of them, a familiar figure looked at them apologetically.

"Big Brother?"

"Big Brother?"

"Big Brother?"

When they saw Duobao, Sanxiao rubbed their eyes together, and couldn't believe that in their lifetime, they would actually see the elder brother again.

After confirming that he wasn't hallucinating, Sanxiao Qiqi burst into tears and rushed towards Duobao at the same time.

He rushed into his arms and cried, "Eldest senior brother, why did you come here?"

The sound of crying sounded in his bosom, and Duobao was even more guilty. He touched the three little heads in his bosom, and apologized: "It's the elder brother who is wrong, it is the elder brother who is wrong, it is the elder brother who is sorry for you, the elder brother... .”

Talking, talking, his voice became quieter, and finally disappeared directly.

Because Sanxiao fell asleep in his arms.

Chapter 113 Reorganizing the Three Views (Ninth Change, Begging for the First Order)

They are really tired.

Even a fairy-level existence would be tired under such a high-intensity battle.

Especially when Duobao itself refines the Dou Conquer Realm, the purpose is to improve the combat experience of all the juniors and sisters, so the setting is stricter.

In this way, under the continuous fighting, Sanxiao naturally couldn't hold on anymore.

Duobao sighed, looking at the three little girls who fell asleep in his arms with guilt and pity.

"Don't blame big brother, this is cultivation!"

"The prehistoric is so dangerous, how can we survive if we don't have any strength?"

"Although our future is vast, it's just us in the future."

"Now we are all newcomers in the cultivation world, and we don't even have a Taiyi."

"If you want to survive in the wild, you need to work harder."

"Although it was an accident this time, it is also a huge improvement for you. To a certain extent, this is a good thing."

Duobao stroked the heads of the three little girls, lost in thought.

"The prehistoric...the prehistoric..."

He murmured a few times with complicated eyes, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

Originally, he thought he had seen the essence of this prehistoric world clearly.

Although powerful, it is still under understanding.

However, after seeing Di Er, judging from the merits and virtues in his hands, he knew that his previous cognitions were all wrong.

A mere passer-by who had no name in the original prehistoric world can show such huge merit.

It can be seen that if the great gods are famous, how powerful should they be?

Moreover, although Di Er's strength is very weak, it is still somewhat strong, not comparable to him, but compared to his own juniors and juniors, his juniors are much stronger.

Even a person like Di Er can't gain fame in the present prehistoric age. If his younger brothers and younger sisters go out, it's even less likely.

If they hadn't worshiped a good master and had a strong backer, I'm afraid that people like them might not be able to survive in this cruel predicament.

"Hey!"

Duobao sighed deeply, suddenly a little dazed.

Master and the others retreated, and handed over all the juniors and sisters to him.

The responsibility is heavy, and now, he who is truly aware of the danger of the wilderness suddenly loses much confidence.

Even with the existence of the golden finger and the feedback of magic power, which made his strength improve every moment, he didn't have much sense of security.

Moreover, it was a little hesitant.

Suddenly, he didn't know if he could really protect his juniors and sisters.

Most importantly, without Sanqing, he might not even be able to protect himself.

"What should I do?"

Duobao asked herself dejectedly in her heart.

No answers, no results.

In the prehistoric world, strength is the most important thing, without strength, everything is imaginary.

"Innate spiritual treasure, magic weapon...what's the use?"

Duobao suddenly understood a truth.