Prehistoric: Eliminate impurities and let the ancestral witches return to their ancestral Pangu

No, Kunpeng would be so mobilizing and mobilizing the crowd, almost taking out all the massive treasures of heaven, materials and earth that were collected from the crazy looting of the Beiming Immortal Court during this period of time to honor the seniors!

I just hope that senior can be magnanimous and spare his life!

"Swing a sword to kill a saint? When did I kill a saint... This Kunpeng is talking nonsense!"

"However... Kunpeng's close friend is quite sophisticated, I like it!"

Hearing Kunpeng's words, Su Ming was puzzled, but when he saw the car... the transport team loaded with all kinds of natural materials and earth treasures, he was very happy.

He seemed to have forgotten all the warnings he had given Kunpeng before.

What a great oath... what karma...

It's not that important anymore!

After all, in Su Ming's opinion... he won't enter the world in a short time, and temporarily stay on the top of Buzhou Mountain, protected by the formation, isn't it good for him to be a salted fish?

As for the visit of the ancestor Zhulong, Su Ming didn't think too much about it. He thought that it must be that day...his sage's supernatural power that opened the sky gate with his sword captured a little fan.

In the prehistoric world, the strong are respected, which is normal...

After restraining his thoughts, Su Ming raised the teacup in his hand, took a sip of the tea, and said calmly, "The visitor is a guest, you two... climb up by yourself."

"The mountain road is rugged, remember not to damage those natural treasures..."

This sound echoed in the ears of Kunpeng and Zhulong all of a sudden, making them all look excited!

Compared to the excitement and anticipation of the ancestor Zhulong...

After Kunpeng learned that there was no trace of pursuit in the words of the senior, his expression was ecstatic.

All of a sudden, the heart that had been hanging all the time fell down!

Immediately relieved!

In this way, Kunpeng and Zhulong began to tidy up their appearance, looking very serious and formal, for fear of leaving a bad impression in the eyes of that senior.

"Zhulong, this time you follow me to meet senior, remember to be cautious in your words and deeds, if you offend that senior... even Zulong is alive and can't keep you!"

While tidying up Kunpeng at the collar of his shirt, he still reminded him: "Don't blame me for not reminding you...that senior's morality is extremely profound, far surpassing that of the saint Hongjun. Hongjun, remember! Remember!"

"Hiss! Zeng sword cut the saint!?"

"So, isn't that senior... stronger than Hongjun?!"

Hearing this, the ancestor Zhulong's expression suddenly turned serious, and he was suddenly made more nervous by Kunpeng's words.

At the same time, he suddenly realized...

No wonder Kunpeng was able to transform from the ordinary aptitude of an innate creature into the blood of the Chaos Demon God in one fell swoop!

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Is that mysterious and peerless power on Buzhou Mountain so powerful! ?

Rao Zhulong, who lives in this prehistoric world and has hundreds of millions of dollars, can't help but marvel: "I didn't expect...the water in the prehistoric world is so deep!"

"Also, the reason why that senior lives in seclusion on the top of the mountain, avoiding the world, is that he doesn't like to be disturbed by others, and he doesn't want to interfere too much with the secular cause and effect of the world, so when the time comes...you can adapt yourself."

"I understand this! Thank you Kunpeng for reminding me!"

On the way to the top of Buzhou Mountain, the two chatted for a long time, and as they got closer to the mysterious dojo, their mood became more and more tense.

Soon, the two arrived at the peak of Buzhou Mountain, outside the formation.

Even for Zhulong, it was the first time he set foot here. After coming here, what he marveled at... was not the mighty Pangu coercion that filled the world here.

Instead, he stared wide-eyed, looked at the formation in front of him in shock and disbelief, and couldn't help exclaiming: "This innate formation...is actually a Hunyuan-level killing formation! It's so powerful! Great Sword Intent!"

Just standing there fixedly, Zhulong sensed a strong sense of crisis, and suddenly rushed to his heart.

There are hundreds of millions of peerless swords hanging on his forehead, which may be chopped off at any time, destroying his body and destroying his soul!

I just felt a biting chill all over my body, and my scalp was numb!

It's like falling into an ice abyss of billions of feet, which makes people tremble!

Even Candle Dragon, who has the quasi-sage Dzogchen cultivation base, was terrified and horrified, feeling that he was under that mysterious formation... just like an ant and a speck of dust!

Extremely tiny!

While his mind was frantically shaking and swaying, he couldn't help marveling, and regretted endlessly: "If there is such a mysterious and magnificent sword intent, if there is a sword cultivator here, even if he understands one or two of it... I am afraid that he will become a sword master in one fell swoop!"

"Hey! Why don't I practice the way of the sword...otherwise...hey!!"

If we say, Zhulong had some doubts about Kunpeng's words before.

There are some uncertain words about the peerless power that he said in his mouth.

So now...

Candle Dragon completely believed it!

[-]% believe it!

The senior who lives in seclusion here is definitely a supreme and inconceivable stalwart existence!

Since it is possible to arrange such a powerful sword array, it can spread the sword intent of infinite avenues and kill Wushuang.

Existing like this, the ordinary Hunyuan Saint is no longer enough to describe it!

That senior...

It is very likely that he is suspected of being a great saint!

For Zhulong's crazy brain supplement, Kunpeng is no exception.

That day, he was drawn into the dojo by a mighty and magnificent river of sword intent!

Now that he has personally experienced that formation, which is filled with the infinite avenue of sword intent and rhyme, he can't help being greatly shocked again.

A formation can still do this!

It is conceivable... what kind of terrifying situation did that senior's Taoism reach? ! !

"Why are you staying outside? Why don't you come in quickly? Do you want this deity... to go out to meet you?"

In the dojo, Su Ming became a little impatient when he saw Zhulong and Kunpeng stuck in place, motionless like two statues.

Just now, the system has detected... loopholes in various skills and supernatural powers of the ancestor Zhulong!

He can't wait to grab the candle dragon's wool!

To Zhulong and Kunpeng, the words of the senior... the sound is like the sound of the great way!

Another example is Huang Zhong Da Lu, who is so loud that they are deafened by it!

After subduing their turbulent thoughts, the two came back to their senses, feeling extremely nervous and looking forward to it.

Step into that formation.

Getting more and more uneasy!

The chance of a saint is close at hand! ! !

Chapter 44 As soon as the game started, a Dao-level skill broke out?

"The peak of Buzhou Mountain... is filled with endless Pangu coercion, extinction of all vitality, I never thought that the seniors would be able to open up a dojo of a paradise in such a harsh environment!?" ωWW.

"Being in the magic circle, ten thousand magics will not invade, all evils will retreat, and even Pangu's coercion can be completely ignored! Hiss!"

"Such means... Even my ancestors can't do it!"

At this time, there were exclamations of exclamation in the dojo, one after another.

When Zhulong came to this world and saw that there was a fairyland on earth hidden here, he couldn't help being surprised.

On the other hand, Kunpeng, who has long been used to the strangeness, couldn't help but give Zhulong a white look: "Who is the senior? You can't compare... Be careful!"

Suddenly he was bullied, and with Zhulong's temperament, he would have gone berserk on weekdays, but now he nodded repeatedly, submissively: "Ah, yes, yes, yes...Little friend Kunpeng is right, I almost forgot the previous warning, The predecessor is an inconceivable existence, and the ancestor is naturally less than one ten-thousandth of it!"

Next.

Following Su Ming's guidance, the two came to a quiet mountain stream.

This place is very secluded, the aura turns into mist, the dense purple air diffuses, there are spiritual flowers and grasses everywhere, the spring water is ding-dong, and there is a promenade pavilion not far away, it is indeed a paradise.

Look away.

But there is a pool standing below, gurgling and bubbling, full of majestic blood, and containing a strong ancient rhyme.

On the shore, there is also a graceful figure, who is sitting cross-legged in the air, shrouded in brilliant light, like a creature sealed in amber, as if enlightening.

The way of heaven has memory inheritance.

Zhulong and Kunpeng recognized the identity of Zuwuhoutu at a glance.

They didn't care about why the ancestors, witches and queens appeared here.

On the other hand, the pool of blood, like a meteorite crashing into their sea of ​​consciousness, suddenly set off waves of turmoil, which shocked them unceasingly.

"Little friend Kunpeng... the blood in that pond is Pangu's blood essence!?"

"I thought I was dazzled? Since you said yes... then it is!"

"Hiss—there is such a large amount of Pangu's blood essence hidden in the dojo of the seniors?!!"

"Plop! Plop! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

For a moment, Zhulong and Kunpeng were dumbfounded, and they all froze in place, dumbfounded by fright, and their hearts suddenly beat violently.

I feel almost out of breath!

Suffering a great shock, it has not recovered for a long time!

They are all well aware of the preciousness of Pan Gu's blood essence, even a single drop is enough to set off a bloodbath in the prehistoric world, let alone... a pool full of it! ? ?

Let alone Kunpeng...

Even the ancestor Zhulong, who has experienced too much calamity and storms, can't calm down at this moment.

But soon, they thought of something, their expressions suddenly became serious, and they immediately forced themselves to calm down.

Gein they know very well.

Although Pan Gu's blood essence is good...

But they absolutely dare not have the slightest covetous heart, even if it is a thought, they must not have it!

If not, they wouldn't be able to withstand the wrath of a suspected Daoist saint!

"It is definitely a great opportunity for the ancestral witches to be able to practice here with the seniors! Even for the entire Wu clan... it will be a great fortune that will change the fate of the heavens! Envy!"

After calming down for a few minutes, Zhulong couldn't help but sigh with emotion, his eyes full of envy.

However, he didn't dare to ask for anything extravagantly.

From climbing to the peak of Buzhou Mountain to entering the magic circle, his state of mind has undergone earth-shaking changes.

No longer single-mindedly seek the so-called good fortune.

After all, in his opinion, being able to get acquainted with that senior this time is already a great fortune!

"Patriarch Zhulong, please help me...my legs are weak..."

At this moment, Kunpeng, who had been so shocked by the pool of Pangu's blood essence for a long time, couldn't even stand still.

In this regard, Zhulong also said that he could understand.

If it were anyone, they would not be able to keep calm in front of a pool full of Pan Gu's blood essence.

Kunpeng didn't have a broken Dao heart, so he was already considered tough, which is not bad.

So ever.

With Zhulong's support, Kunpeng dragged his heavy steps through the long corridor and finally came to the pavilion.

But they saw a fairy figure dressed in white, as vast as a fairy, suddenly caught their eyes.

After a distance, Zhulong and Kunpeng looked at each other, and after understanding each other, they knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

Kowtowing to Su Ming, he bowed his head and said respectfully, "We...see senior! We kneel here to pay respects to senior!"

At this time, Su Ming, who was making tea in the pavilion, saw the dignified ancestor dragon's younger brother, the ancestor of the current dragon clan, a quasi-sage and perfect level ancient master Zhulong...

Now he is blindly following the crowd, bowing down to himself with Kunpeng, a silly bird, and Su Ming feels both helpless and funny in his heart.

Immediately he smiled wryly and said: "Everyone is free, the mountain road is rugged and far away, you have worked hard, come and sit down and have a cup of tea..."