Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

At this moment, everyone had to marvel at the good methods of the Queen Mother of the West. The aggressive Kunpeng was easily subdued by her.

At this moment, the prehistoric world was completely silent, and no sound was heard.

Luo Zu and others standing in Kunlun Mountain also opened their mouths in surprise.

But they didn't have time to be surprised, because the situation in the nine heavens changed again.

A red and yellow sun suddenly emerged from the void.

Chirping also resounded through the sky.

There was a three-legged golden crow hovering in the sun, as if explaining all the principles of the sun in the world.

"What a great prince!"

Just at this moment, a shout fell from the void, and a nine-fingered strange hand spanned the sky and grabbed the three-legged golden crow into it.

The three-legged golden crow wanted to escape, but it couldn't break through the void and it was difficult to escape.

"Is the Eastern Emperor the Golden Crow?" Luo Zu seemed to understand the reason why this battle would fall into this situation.

But why didn't Dong Huang show up, and why didn't Tian Di take action?

They actually let the Golden Crow Prince fight with Dong Wang Gong.

Although the Golden Crow Prince has a lot of Taoism, and it seems that he has broken through the Daluo, he is no longer a Taiyi master, and can be called a great supernatural power by the masses in the prehistoric world.

But this is not enough in front of Dong Wang Gong, but the momentum of the Golden Crow Prince just now is not much worse than Daluo Wuji. Perhaps he got a little power from Dong Huang, so he can fight with Dong Wang Gong, and he also exudes the meaning of Dong Huang, which almost polluted Luo Zu and other casual cultivators.

But what is the meaning of the demon clan sending the Golden Crow Prince?

To humiliate Dong Wang Gong? Or is there something else important?

But Dong Wang Gong is furious at this moment, and the "equal strength" just now has made him lose face.

Doesn't this mean that he, Dong Wang Gong, is far inferior to Dong Huang?

In this way, how can the immortal gate still stand in the prehistoric world?

How could he stay calm with such a powerful person under his control?

So the furious Dong Wanggong was ruthless and directly suppressed the life of the Golden Crow Prince, so that he could not escape or return at any other time.

Then Dong Wanggong used his great magical power to tear the Nine Heavens apart and went directly to the demon clan's heaven.

The picture taken by Nan Ji Xian Weng disappeared.

"The heaven is not an ordinary place, and I can't spy on it." Nan Ji Xian Weng said helplessly.

He is just a Taiyi, how can he spy on the heaven that is protected by many heavenly rules?

And it is said that the heaven is suppressed by the Chaos Bell, which stands outside of time and space and is not in the same dimension as all living beings.

Dong Wanggong went to the heaven, and the other great magical powers of the immortal gate were entangled by the great magical powers of the demon clan and the dragon clan, and could not follow him to the heaven.

At the same time, the silver line drawn by the Queen Mother of the West was also broken by the demon master Kunpeng.

But Kunpeng did not chase after the Queen Mother of the West. Instead, he spit out a ray of dim light, uncovering a layer of void, revealing the suppressed Prince Jinwu inside.

Rumble.

Kunpeng was so fast that the Queen Mother of the West had not reacted yet. He had disappeared without a trace, only smashing a path of time and space. With his huge body, he crushed a turbulent flow of time and space fragments in the sky, and all the great ways of the prehistoric world were also affected at this moment.

Even Luo Zu, the master of the Great Dao of Existence, felt that the Great Dao was turbulent, and the truth was instantly chaotic and unclear, as if it would be destroyed in the next moment, and existence would no longer exist.

The other Kunlun casual cultivators also had such a feeling.

Only the South Pole Immortal could remain calm and maintain himself, and not be affected by the chaos of the Great Dao this time.

But regardless of whether there was an impact or not, the plan of the demon master Kunpeng had succeeded.

He broke through the formation that suppressed the Prince Jinwu and rescued him.

"Meet the demon master." The Prince Jinwu left only this sentence, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

After doing all this, Kunpeng abandoned the Taoist magic of the Queen Mother of the West who was chasing him, and fled directly into the abyss of the North Sea, never to come out again.

Afterwards, the picture taken by the South Pole Immortal Weng fell into a gray haze, and there was no longer any scene of the East China Sea.

"Is it over?" asked a fellow cultivator.

This war is certainly not over, but the part that they can see has ended.

Now it has risen to a higher dimension of war.

Above the Heavenly Palace.

As for the war in the East China Sea, it is obvious that there are great masters who do not want outsiders to see the situation here again, so the South Pole Immortal Weng can no longer check it.

"It should be that the Queen Mother of the West used a trick to cancel my magic." The South Pole Immortal Weng explained.

The cultivators were even more surprised.

Since the Queen Mother of the West used this trick, if they tried to watch the fun again, it would inevitably cause her displeasure. By then, even if they were in Kunlun, it would be useless if they were suspected of being backed by saints behind them.

Therefore, Luo Zu and the others did not discuss the previous battle anymore. They each found their own cave and went back to continue their retreat.

However, there were some benefits to watching the battle this time.

That is, they had a better understanding of the dangers below the mountain and would not think of going down the mountain again.

In addition, they were quite worried about the Crane Boy and the other three Taoist friends who were traveling with him.

After all, in this catastrophe, even the son of the Emperor of Heaven would be worried about his life.

However, they still had a lot of doubts in their hearts.

That is, why did the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the East not show up, but instead sent the Golden Crow Prince to fight with the King of the East?

Could it be that they wanted to test the ability of the King of the East?

But if that was the case, they did not seem to be able to test the strength of the King of the East.

But these are not what Luo Zu is considering. He has been in seclusion in Kunlun Mountain for 16,000 years. He has cultivated the first step of the Golden Immortal, the Five Qis Returning to the Origin, into four Qis of the Five Elements of the Five Directions.

They are the Yi Wood Qi of the East, which was used to refine the Yi Wood Green Thunder.

The Geng Gold Qi of the West was used to refine the Geng Gold Sword Light.

The Li Fire Qi of the South was used to refine the Nanming Li Fire.

The Xuan Water Qi of the North was used to refine the Xuanming Divine Light.

These four Qis of the Five Directions and the magical powers that came with them made Luo Zu very happy.

But the last Qi of the Central Wu Earth Qi has not seen any results.

If it succeeds, the Five Qis Returning to the Origin can be achieved immediately.

At this moment, Luo Zu looked back on his days of practice in Kunlun Mountain, and then thought about his time practicing in the Golden Immortal Dao Realm.

This is several times more time than the realm before the Golden Immortal.

As he had speculated before, the higher the realm, the slower the practice speed.

Just the first step of the Golden Immortal took him nearly 20,000 years, and he has not yet completed the first step. After that, the second and third steps may take more than 100,000 years.

But Luo Zu was not afraid of such a long time.

He suddenly looked back at this moment and found out...

"I am already a qualified immortal."

Yes, he has already qualified in the word "immortal".

Immortality, seeing time as flowing water, not caring about the years passing by.

"Immortal" is like this, "Immortal" is like this.

Only mortals lament the fleeting time.