martial artist in the prehistoric

In the prehistoric heaven, the incarnations of Guangming and Yaochi who stayed in the heaven also began to take action at this moment. After receiving the elixir refined by the old man, Taishang Laojun, these ancient ferocious beasts have also restored their peak strength one by one, and even more

Furthermore, in the beginning it can be said that the Heavenly Court was defeated steadily.

After all, today's heaven cannot be compared with the heaven of the past. The most powerful person in the current heaven is the Daluo Jinxian at the peak. There is not even a quasi-sage. However, those ancient ferocious beasts are all powerful, and some are strong enough to survive.

Tear Daluo Jinxian.

Seeing the retreating Heavenly Army, Guangming and Yaochi's clones had no choice but to take action personally. As the two showed off their divine power, they unleashed a series of shocking magic spells, destroying the ancient ferocious beasts. For a time, Guangming and Yaochi gained control of Heaven.

Respected by all the gods.

A wonderful counterattack disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a mess on the ground. However, before everyone had time to clean up, they were personally summoned by Guangming and gathered in the Lingxiao Palace. Some people had even begun to plan to celebrate.

This sudden victory. Of course, there are many immortals who are baffled by this turn of events and feel a little strange in their hearts, but at this time, they are not interested in pursuing the situation.

All the gods in heaven were rejoicing when a black cloud came from nowhere and rushed into the Lingxiao Palace from far to near in the blink of an eye. Many gods were enveloped by the black cloud and were suddenly knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.

The earth was not awake. Only those with strong cultivation levels escaped this disaster. However, after this, there were only about ten civil and military people left in the Lingxiao Palace. Even so, everyone looked a little pale, and the strength of the newcomers was unknown.

It's really scary.

Seeing this, Guangming frowned and put away many immortals with a wave of his hand. The strength of these guys was too poor, and they were just cannon fodder if they stayed here.

"Come out! Wutian." Guangming looked at the dark clouds, his expression serious.

"You are worthy of being the Lord of the Three Realms. You can kill all the ancient ferocious beasts easily. Your strength surprises me." The dark clouds continued to gather, and in the blink of an eye, the black clouds condensed into a ball and turned into a twelve-flowered flower.

Taste the black lotus. And

This black lotus is carved from the same mold as the Buddhist twelfth-grade golden lotus, which is very familiar to Buddhist immortals and gods. The only difference is that one dazzling golden light shines, and the other is extremely black and as deep as ink.

As soon as the twelfth-grade black lotus appeared, a dark purple evil light shot out from the bottom of the sitting position, and a man wrapped in a black robe appeared.

Black robe and loose clothes, long hair hanging to the ground, an indescribable depression rose from the man's body and shrouded the sky. The eternal auspiciousness of the heaven was completely dispelled, and the billowing evil energy began to gather.

, the dark shadows began to appear continuously, and for a time the entire heaven was more like a devil's cave.

Guangming sat back on his Heavenly Emperor's throne, and Yaochi looked at Wutian below without saying a word. "You really dare to come!"

"Why don't I dare to come?" Wutian sneered.

"Do you think heaven is really as simple as you imagine?" There was unspeakable sarcasm in Guangming's tone.

"Oh! It's my first time in heaven, but it's far worse than I expected."

"Hahaha! You are the first person who dares to say such things since I became the Emperor of Heaven. Ignorant people are fearless!"

"Hmph! A puppet of Buddhism and Taoism like you is qualified to say such things."

"Puppet? Hahahaha! Wutian! I really don't understand. Luohu chose you to be the leader of the demon world, but he didn't tell you about the heavenly affairs. I really don't know if you are the person he chose. Now I'm already a little bit confused.

Doubtful."

"I don't think your heaven is a big deal. I can destroy it countless times by myself. I really don't know where your confidence comes from." Wutian's consciousness scanned every corner of the heaven back and forth.

I've tried it dozens of times and still haven't found anything serious.

"Hahaha, do you know that in the prehistoric world, except for the saints' dojo, there are some places that you cannot enter at will. If you enter, even the saints will pay the price. And these places, heaven, are also one of them." Guangming Face

A smile appeared on his face.

"Oh!" A solemn look flashed in Wutian's eyes. Guangming's words showed no sign of lying at all. At their point, it was impossible to deceive the other party with lies, unless the other party had a god with an innate treasure or above.

things.

Looking at Wutian's solemn expression, Guangming said calmly, "The three realms of the prehistoric world, the heaven, the underworld, and the central part of the prehistoric world, no one can intervene in these three places unless they get the consent of their rulers. Do you think it's just based on the knowledge of Buddhism and Taoism?"

Those little minions can control the heaven. Humph! If not

I agree, even if the saints from the heavens come, it will be useless." A terrifying aura burst out from Guangming's body, and the vast pressure was like the ancient Buzhou Sacred Mountain, oppressing Wutian's body in the blink of an eye.

, this coercion disappeared again, leaving only Wutian's horror.

"Saint? How is this possible? A saint in ancient times should..." Speaking of this, Wutian suddenly stopped talking.

"They are all trapped in chaos by Rahu!" Guangming smiled calmly, "I can't be considered a saint, I'm just a clone of my true body."

"Saint,,,,Clone." Wutian's face was gloomy to the extreme. He originally thought that all the saints in the sky had been trapped in chaos by the Demon Ancestor. Since then, with his current strength and the assistance of Lingbao

, dominating the three realms is basically something that can be easily achieved, but now it seems that is not the case!

Seeing Wu Tian's expression because of this, Guangming smiled and said, "Although there is a saint clone like me sitting in heaven, I am the weakest one."

"Hmph! The one with the saint's clone in charge is still the worst. Could it be that the other two have saints in charge?" Wutian snorted coldly.

"There are no saints in this realm, but there are ten kings of hell in the Netherworld Underworld, and each one of them is no less powerful than me. Moreover, they suppressed the Netherworld Underworld, and their merits are immeasurable. They can be said to be the strongest existences under the saints."

"Ten Halls of Hell, ten powerful men at the pinnacle of quasi-sage Dzogchen." Wutian's face turned green at this moment.

Looking at Wutian, whose face was almost pale green, Guangming shook his head in his heart. The innate being was too arrogant. As Wutian, the twelfth-grade black lotus incarnation, it can be said that becoming a saint is a sure thing, but similarly he

He also has his own shortcomings, which are also the shortcomings of the demon world, such as arrogance and arrogance.

"The weakest person in heaven is suppressed by the saint's clone, and the ten powerful quasi-saints in the underworld are suppressed. What about the final middle part of the wilderness? Who suppresses it there?" Wutian's voice was almost hysterical. Who can put this kind of thing aside?

No one feels good about it!

Guangming glanced at him sympathetically. He was originally the absolute number one person in the entire prehistoric era. Although he unified the three realms without the intervention of saints, if he really succeeded, it would be true. But now he has failed one after another, even to the point where he failed.

Even his confidence was completely shattered. At this moment, Guangming really felt pity for Wutian.

"I don't know." Beyond Wutian's expectations, what Guangming said made him stunned for a moment.

"I don't know? How is this possible? Aren't you the Emperor of Heaven in the Three Realms of the Prehistoric World? How could you not know about the affairs of the Prehistoric World?" Wutian's mind calmed down slightly.

"It's true that I am the Emperor of Heaven, but I am also a saint. Saints do not interfere in the affairs of the three realms. Otherwise, what do you think the little minions of Buddhism and Taoism are used for? More importantly, the central part of the ancient world is a forbidden land for monks.

, the mortal world. No one can use the power of monks there, and saints are no exception, so naturally I don’t know what is there." Guangming sighed.

"It sounds very evil. You, a saint, are actually being asked to retreat. Is it possible that there is a powerful person from Heavenly Dao sitting here?" Wutian also muttered to himself, but today he was frightened by the situation in the Three Realms.

There are so many strong men in the prehistoric times of saints. It is indeed a world that even the ancestors of demons are excited about.

"There are no powerful people in the way of heaven, but there are people who can kill the powerful people in the way of heaven." At this point, Guangming shook his head slightly, "Okay, we have said enough, Wutian, you'd better be more careful in the future.

, The prehistoric world is by no means as simple as you think. If you are not good, even if you are the person chosen by the Demon Ancestor, I am afraid you will be killed on the spot, so be careful."

As he spoke, Guangming's eyes closed slightly, and a mysterious light disappeared from the top of Guangming's head, leaving only a physical body. The same was true for Yaochi.

"Wutian, I will leave it to you to accept the Heavenly Court. I am afraid that the Ten Halls of Yama in the Netherworld are also ready. As for the last place, you'd better not go, otherwise..." Guangming's voice gradually faded.

The earth weakens and eventually disappears.

Wutian was silent. Now he no longer has the high-spiritedness he once had. He originally thought that unifying the three realms would be a good name that will be passed down through the ages. Now it seems that everything he has is just under the control of the other party. Such an ending makes

Wutian is unbearable.

"That's all, since I can't get out of this chessboard, I just have to do my duty." With a wave of Wutian's hand, the fleshy bodies of Guangming and Yaochi's clones disappeared, and the ancient heaven fell.

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