prehistoric calendar

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Wu Ming looked at the small tower in his hand in a daze. This small tower was not an innate spiritual treasure.

The innate spirit treasure is the condensation of the origin of the multiverse. Even the weakest innate spirit treasure is so unique. The living beings who get it or even see it can often know that it is the innate spirit treasure, and in many cases

Everyone can accurately tell its true name. Otherwise, why would all different races, different owners, and different civilizations all give the same innate spiritual treasure the same name?

This is the meaning of its true name, the origin of it.

And this small tower, it is not an innate spiritual treasure. Wu Ming knew it when he got this small tower, and a large number of saints around him also saw all this clearly, no matter what Wu Ming got,

It was what Kunpeng got. They all saw it. Kunpeng got it.

It is Buzhou Mountain. Judging from its power, it is the top innate spiritual treasure that can compete with Donghuang Bell and Hetu Luoshu. Seeing this, all the saints' faces are not good-looking, and Jidu has appeared.

The faces of Luo Hu and Ancestor Styx were full of killing intent.

On the contrary, when I saw the small tower as big as a palm in Wu Ming's hand, it was inconspicuous and had no spiritual power. It didn't have the original light of the innate spiritual treasure that was as bright as a supernova explosion in the eyes of the saint. This small tower was just like a supernova.

As inconspicuous as tattered garbage.

At this time, when no one was fighting anymore, the Styx River rolled up, the Styx Ancestor disappeared, the black and white flames burned, Jidu Luohu also disappeared, and then the four elephants escaped into the void, leaving only the hand-held objects in the whole world.

Kunpeng from Zhoushan, Taiyi unfolding the Great Luo Star Dou Hongmeng Formation, and

Emperor Jun, who unfolded the Hetu Luoshu Hunyuan Formation, and the other saints of all races, were silent for a while, and a long time passed like this, until the first saint of all races bowed slightly to Kunpeng, and the rest

The saints below were helpless, but they had to bow to Kunpeng like this.

Even the most ordinary junior saint can see that Kunpeng's sun and moon authority is resonating with Mount Buzhou. This resonance has caused a shock to the authority of heaven and earth. Although it is not complete, everyone can see it.

Kunpeng is gradually forming a certain personality, and this personality is probably the third emperor-level personality.

Not to mention the fight before, this is a matter of course, but there has never been a fight. If Kunpeng gets it, then the many holy positions will no longer be imagined. Two emperors suppress the prehistoric universe. They are unlikely to have any disputes again. Kunpeng... has...

It can be regarded as the third emperor.

After bowing, a saint turned his attention to Wu Ming. At this last stage, he was planning to fight with Kunpeng, but he only got a broken instrument. It was probably something from the Earth Spirit Clan. What do you think?

It's an eyesore, especially what Wu Ming did before is now annoying, plus Wu Ming's human identity and so on.

If Wu Ming had obtained Mount Buzhou, then it would be appropriate to change his fate against the will of heaven. But now that the struggle failed, there was nothing to say. At that moment, several saints raised their hands and waved lightly at Wu Ming.

Immediately, a five-color divine light came, and behind the five-color divine light, four fairy swords also stabbed at them. However, the numerous high-level saints and the giant pale dragon of the Dragon Clan easily withstood the five-color divine light and the four swords.

The fairy sword is still in its true spirit state.

Relying on and off, because the reward points are completely consumed, all relying on the reward points obtained from the death of players from time to time, Wu Ming forcibly dropped the beam of light to heal himself, I am afraid that any professional can kill him, so the holy position took action,

But he was dead.

"No!"

"Great Lord!!!"

"Wu Ming!!!"

For a while, countless people from Wu Ming's camp roared in despair, and Ziya's eyes turned red, and he began to reach out and touch his arms.

At this last moment, Wu Ming suddenly chuckled and gently raised the palm-sized tower in his hand. From scratch, there was a faint black and yellow aura gushing out, silky and silky, seemingly nothing.

There was no threat of any power, not even sound or light effects, but this fine silky black and yellow aura just rushed upward, and the attacks of those saints were directly turned into invisible, soundless, like a breeze blowing on the face, not even a little bit of it.

No trouble can be expected.

It's just that this time, the eyes of the saints around them were all stunned. They didn't understand how the attack just now was ineffective. They didn't use the same intensity of attack to counterattack. It wasn't time and space skills, nor was it magic. In fact,

On top of that, there was no energy reaction just now. It was so natural and yet absolutely unnatural in their eyes that Wu Ming directly neutralized the attacks of those saints.

Wu Ming slowly stood upright in mid-air. He looked at his current state. His body was gone, his soul was gone, and only his true spirit was left. The Lord God's repairs were intermittent, and it was impossible to repair him all at once.

, this actually made his true spirit begin to slowly dissipate.

The true spirit cannot exist alone and must be supported by the soul. Although the soul can exist alone when it is strong enough to a certain extent, it is extremely weak without the protection of the body. Now Wu Ming has lost both his soul and body. If he only relies on the true spirit, he will not be able to exist alone.

If the Lord God is repaired, his true spirit will dissipate in a short period of time.

Originally, Wu Ming rushed forward with the idea that failure would lead to success, but he failed to get Buzhou Mountain. To be honest, he was already desperate at that moment, but although he did not get Buzhou Mountain, he touched this slap at the last moment.

Big little tower, at that time Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat,

After getting this small tower, something in his true spirit that he had not felt at all began to flow. It was a very strange thing. Originally, he would not even be able to detect its existence. If it weren't for it,

If he gets the small pagoda at this time, he may become an immortal or a golden immortal without being able to notice it.

Wu Ming didn't know what it was, but when he got the small tower, the thing and the small tower slightly clashed and blended into each other. However, this small tower was originally nothing unusual, even the most common utensils

Not really, but at this moment, he naturally knew its name, its magical use, and its power in his mind.

The name of the small pagoda is the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth.

It is the creation of great virtues that opened up the world and divided the two great virtues of Xuan and Huang. It is also the most legendary treasure of acquired merits and virtues in the orthodox cultivation series. According to rumors, only the Four Elephants and Five Elements Bagua Formation of the Human Emperor Fuxi is the ultimate treasure of acquired merits.

Treasures are objects that embody great virtues. Only the creator of great virtues can use them. It is useless if others take them away. There is no need to even recognize the owner like an innate spiritual treasure. This thing is just the virtues of the creator of great virtues.

An extension.

Its power...

Wu Ming held the small tower high and looked at the many saints around him who were looking at him in amazement. He looked at his own army below that had been beaten miserably in the previous siege. There were also many familiar faces that had died and disappeared. Then he thought about what he had done before.

What he did made him miss Buzhou Mountain...

Wu Ming's current emotions are very complicated. He is unwilling to accept it, but he is lucky to survive the disaster, and he also has some grievances. There are also heavy casualties among his own camp personnel, and there are not many who are seriously injured and dying. Thinking about him holding the flag of humanity again

When he got up, what was waiting for him was a stab in the back from a strong human being...

All these things made him hold back a lot of anger in his heart. Before, it was a last ditch effort in despair. He did not get Buzhou Mountain, but he got the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda by chance. At this time, Wu Ming really

It was so frightening that it made the anger in his heart rise even more, gradually turning towards the crazy side.

"There's something wonderful about this thing, it's mine."

Suddenly, a voice laughed softly, and suddenly a golden flame burned from the sky. This golden flame quickly condensed into a three-clawed crow. This crow's body was burning with golden flames. Although it was only a junior saint, it

Appeared, the surrounding saints all avoided it, and even some high-level saints frowned slightly. Although they did not avoid it, they did not stop it, and seemed to acquiesce to what the three-clawed crow said.

"Oh……"

Wu Ming chuckled lightly, his expression seemed calm, but his eyes were full of violence. It could be seen that the black and yellow aura in his hand had changed from the size of a filament to the size of a little finger. He held the small tower high and raised it gently.

grip.

In an instant, the heaven, the earth, and the black and yellow all appeared in the palm of his hand, and the living beings between the heaven, the earth, and the black and yellow also appeared indistinctly on his palm.

In the turbulence of time and space, he saw the move used by the super powerful Zheng Zha. At this moment, he could also simulate it with the help of the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. Although it was only similar in appearance and had no charm at all, but against

The three-legged fire crow, which is a mere junior saint, is completely enough.

Wu Ming squeezed his palm gently, and the black and yellow heaven and earth boiled immediately, sweeping over and turning into a black and yellow aura, and just rushed towards the three-legged fire crow...

There are no explosion sound and light effects, and there are no techniques such as energy, matter, time, and space. Just like the previous attack of the saint, it was as silent as the breeze blowing on the face. Then, the three-legged fire crow transformed directly.

For the sake of powder, even the holy way was crushed clean.

In the dark and yellow world, it no longer exists.

And Wu Ming, holding the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth in his hand, smiled softly, and then the laughter gradually became louder, and finally, it resounded throughout the world...