Prehistoric God Level Choice: Get Suzaku at the start

A ray of red light came from a distance, and in just a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the demon clan.

A couple of men and women walked out of the red light. The man was handsome and unrestrained, while the woman looked smoky and charming, like a couple of gods and gods.

It was Chen Xuan and Zhu Ji who arrived just in time.

"Who are you, the demon clan is doing business here, don't you have eyes?"

"Since the eyes are useless, just dig them out!"

A demon general who didn't recognize Chen Xuan stabbed him with a steel fork in his hand.

Chen Xuan didn't even look at him, so he grabbed the steel fork and sent it back, killing him.

"Chen Xuan, it's you again!"

Bai Ze knew him. Seeing this old enemy appear again, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Chen, we? Don't interfere with the matters between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan! Otherwise, it won't be as good as yours!"

Feishan also shouted in a high voice.

Chen Xuan ignored them at all, and came to Jumang alone, fed him a piece of yellow plum, then stood up and looked at the demon clan members coldly.

"Two of you, we meet again. We haven't seen each other for a few days. Your injuries have healed?"

What he was talking about was the last battle in Xing'an City.

In that battle, everyone from Taiyi and Dijun, including the top ten demon commanders, was injured, and even Ji Meng died. The demon master Kunpeng was exiled, which can be said to have been a heavy loss.

More importantly, losing an adult in front of all clans made Donghuang Taiyi extremely angry.

This disrupted his plan to dominate the ancient world, so he had to speed up his efforts and had a large-scale conflict with the Wu clan.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!" Gou Mang found that in just a moment, his injuries had healed to some extent, and he couldn't help but be extremely grateful to Chen Xuan.

"Hey, those two stinky monsters, if you have the guts, let's have another fight with Grandpa!"

"Last time it was your sneak attack, this time Grandpa will let you die without a burial place!"

The two dragons under his feet regained their vitality again and kept roaring at the two of them.

Bai Ze and Feixuan exchanged glances. They felt that they still had hope of victory - Chen Xuan only brought one woman here. As long as he was careful, there was nothing to fear.

Fei saliva said with a cruel smile: "If you do it a hundred times again, you will end up with the same fate."

After saying that, he sprayed poisonous gas at Zhu Ji, hoping to catch the enemy off guard.

Chen Xuan was already prepared for this, so he took out his banana fan and fanned towards the poisonous gas.

Suddenly there was flying sand and rocks, and the sky and the earth were darkened.

The poisonous gas of flying saliva is so powerful that as long as ordinary people smell the smell, they will die on the spot; if it touches their body, they will be wiped out. Even if the Great Luo Jinxian comes, they will not dare to touch it easily.

When Chen Xuan slapped the poisonous gas, it immediately changed its direction and floated towards thousands of little demons.

These little monsters were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties.

"Wow, Chen, how dare you harm my people like this!"

He was so angry that his face changed color.

With the banana fan on his shoulder, Chen Xuan smiled smartly: "It was obviously your poisonous gas that killed them, why are you blaming me again?"

"I really admire your demon clan's ability to defeat them all!"

Bai Ze roared and swayed, and an extremely tall white lion appeared in front of everyone.

He stretched out his foot and stepped on Chen Xuan. He wanted to trample Chen Xuan into a pulp.

If it were others, he would have to hide even if he didn't want to, but Chen Xuan was not afraid, he had the power of the Giant Spirit God within him.

"Little brother, get out of the way!"

Ju Mang shouted loudly, but he only saw Chen Xuan smiling slightly at him.

Bai Ze's big foot fell, trampling Chen Xuan and Zhu Ji under his feet.

Ju Mang roared angrily and wanted to rush over to fight for Bai Ze, but then he saw Bai Ze yelling and his body was swaying, as if he had been seriously injured.

Only then did Chen Xuan and Zhu Ji reveal themselves. It turned out that he had just hit Bai Ze hard on the soles of his feet: "The soles of your feet were robbed!"

Jumang was dumbfounded. He felt that his injury might have relapsed. Otherwise, how could he have hallucinations?

Chen Xuan took out the measuring ruler again and threw it next to the white lion——

With heaven and earth as the base point, Bai Ze, who was so powerful just now, kept shrinking, and finally turned into a mini lion only the size of a palm, which looked very cute.

When Feixi saw his ability, he screamed strangely and ran away without caring about the safety of his brothers and subordinates.

After twisting open the red gourd, the winged human head flew out. First, it captured his Niwan Palace with two rays of golden light. Chen Xuan bowed and bowed:

"Please baby, turn around."

The head turned a few times, and Feixi's head fell to the ground.

The few remaining little demons were also slapped a few times by the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan, and they all turned into ashes and flew away.

"Husband, what should he do?"

Zhu Ji, who had been playing soy sauce all the way, kicked the mini lion and asked.

Chen Xuan thought for a moment and pointed with his hand.

Bai Ze suddenly turned into a real white jade lion, so lifelike that it can be called a work of art.

"I heard that you have a white jade lion, carved by a skillful hand, and I am very eager to see it. Today I have come a long way, and I am elegant and courteous. The result is that my efforts will not be in vain."

Looking at the white jade lion, Chen Xuan liked it very much and kept playing with it in his hand.

If Bai Zequan knew that his body was actually used as a work of art, he would probably be angry and die again, right?

Chen Xuan made a casual move and killed two demon commanders and thousands of little demons. Gou Mang looked on in shock.

He quickly thought about it and thought carefully about whether he or his clan had offended Chen Xuan in any way.

If not, you're lucky; if there is, then commit suicide as soon as possible to avoid dying in peace.

Everyone in the Wu clan was like the police in the movie. They hurriedly arrived after all the things had been resolved.

When they saw Jumang safe and sound, they were all overjoyed.

The patriarch of the witch clan, Di Jiang, the eldest of the twelve ancestral witches, bowed to Chen Xuan: "Thank you, brother Chen, for saving my second brother's life."

"I won't say thank you for your kindness. From now on, I only need one word from Brother Chen. We, the Wu Clan, will go through fire and water, no matter what!"

Houtu had said this before, but now that the leader of the Wu clan said such words, it seemed more solemn.

Hou Tu knew Chen Xuan's original purpose: "Don't worry, as soon as we return to Xing'an City, we will summon Pangu's true form to divine the whereabouts of Bai Yujing for you."

…

On the high altar, the twelve ancestral witches gathered together.

Dijiang muttered words and made various gestures from time to time, and other ancestral witches also cooperated.

A huge momentum erupted from the altar, and the sky suddenly became dark. It was still daytime just now, but now it was like late night.

A hazy shadow condensed on the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

This shadow gradually started to stare. He was holding a giant axe. He was none other than the great god who opened the sky, Pangu.