Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

Above Yujing Mountain, the atmosphere was very tense for a while, the ancestor Yinyang looked at Daozu Hongjun, and did not back down in the slightest!

Wanting him to take action is not just a matter of primordial purple energy, there are so many treasures on Luo Hu's body, the ancestor Yin Yang is not a fool, naturally he has to take these treasures!

In the chaotic period, the strength of Patriarch Yin Yang was no lower than that of Patriarch Yang Mei and the other four demon gods, but because of the problem of Lingbao, he was not qualified to become one of the four demon gods.

The yin and yang mirror of ancestor yin and yang is indeed very good, but it is nothing in front of the chaotic orb, the gear of fate, the time disk, and the mammoth stick. The number one demon god is not impossible!

Therefore, the Yin-Yang patriarch's great grind against Rahu is bound to win!

Patriarch Yang Mei frowned, who wouldn't want such a treasure as Mie Shi Da Grinding, even if it was time, it would not be the turn of Patriarch Yin Yang!

It's just that now is not the time to make money. When the time comes to really kill Luo Hu, he will take away all of Luo Hu's spirit treasures, who can stop him?

The supernatural power of space allowed Patriarch Yang Mei to leave the Great Desolate Continent in an instant, and these great powers still needed to fly, so they couldn't be compared with Patriarch Yang Mei at all.

"Yin Yang is right. It is necessary to discuss the distribution of treasures now. Luo Hu's death is a certainty." Patriarch Yang Mei said lightly.

If he doesn't show greed for Rahu's magic weapon at this time, it will definitely make the three powers feel guarded. At that time, it will be difficult for him to sweep away all of Luohu's magic weapons.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, what do you say?" Yin Yang Patriarch asked.

Now, even Patriarch Yang Mei has agreed with his statement, Patriarch Yin Yang's arrogance is even more arrogant,

Because Patriarch Yang Mei didn't seem to have any intention of competing with him for the Great Mill of Extermination!

"Then I don't know that Taoist friend Yang Mei is going to ask for that treasure from Luo Hu?" Daozu Hongjun looked at Patriarch Yang Mei, as if he wanted to provoke a conflict between Patriarch Yang Mei and Patriarch Yinyang.

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian and the twelfth-rank Mie Shi Hei Lian belong to the poor daoist, the three fellow daoists should have no objections!" said Patriarch Yang Mei.

Looking at Patriarch Yin-Yang and Patriarch Qiankun, the fierceness in his eyes is undoubtedly evident!

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei got the Four Swords of Jade Immortals and the Black Lotus of the Twelve-Rank Extinguishing World, as it should be!" said Patriarch Qiankun.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Mei contributed the most in this battle, so he deserves two treasures!" Patriarch Yin Yang echoed.

As long as Patriarch Yang Mei doesn't conflict with the treasure they want, Patriarch Yin Yang and Patriarch Qiankun will help Patriarch Yang Mei speak.

How could they know what Patriarch Yang Mei was thinking in his heart?

"Pindao can agree to the request of the three fellow daoists. I hope the three fellow daoists will not disappoint the poor daoist, and must kill Luo Hu!" Daozu Hongjun said in a deep voice.

Perhaps this is the reason why Luo Hu didn't seek helpers. To kill someone, you still need to share the spoils. How good is it to work alone?

You can kill whoever you want, and after you kill, you don't have to worry about someone sharing the treasure with you!

After some discussions, they decided on the conditions for sharing the spoils, and then they all fell into cultivation. The closer they got to the big battle, the more nervous they became.

Of course, Daozu Hongjun was worried about the change and was nervous, while the other three were nervous because of the rewards they received.

Especially Patriarch Yang Mei, the commotion had already begun in his heart. Luo Hu had a lot of treasures, and he was probably the richest existence in the whole prehistoric world except Daozu Hongjun.

At this time, what they didn't know was that Luo Hu was not in the prehistoric world, but came to the chaos.

The violent chaotic air flow was aimed at Luo Hu, and Luo Hu would not refuse anyone who came, and took out the crystal-clear little sword.

In an instant, the little sword looked like a giant beast, it seemed to have been hungry for thousands of years, devouring these chaotic air crazily.

You must know that even the Chaos Demon God would not dare to use the Chaos Airflow to cultivate like this,

Although it can be used for cultivation, but he dare not devour it like Xiaojian!

"I haven't absorbed the chaotic airflow for such a long time, and my appetite is so big!"

Luo Hu was stunned, watching the chaotic airflow in front of him being swallowed up, forming a forbidden space for breathing!

This made Luo Hu couldn't help but look at this small sword. This small sword is too hanging, even more hanging than the void mirror.

At least the void mirror can know a kind of supernatural power, but this little sword can't see anything at all!

If it wasn't for the fact that this small sword was very special, Luo Hu would have thrown away this waste long ago.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be ten years, or it may be ten thousand years!

The little sword seemed to have reached a saturation state in absorbing the chaotic airflow in the chaos, and some runes appeared on it.

Luo Hu held the small sword in his hand, and looked at the runes emitted, which were somewhat similar to Dao Wen, but not!

It seems that this kind of writing is even more ancient, and Luo Hu can't think of any era that is older than Chaos!

In the mythology, Honghuang is the root of all history, there is no earlier than Honghuang, and the runes that emerge from this little sword do have an earlier feeling.

Do not!

Luo Hu noticed that there was a very faint pattern on the blade of the small sword, which seemed to be words!

But Luo Hu didn't know him.

Using his spiritual thoughts to probe the little sword, something that surprised Luo Hu happened. The little sword was crazily absorbing Luo Hu's spiritual thoughts.

After only three breaths, Luo Hu's spirit was a little sluggish, as if he had experienced a big battle.

Seventy percent of the power of the primordial spirit was absorbed by this little sword!

A full seventy percent!

Now if he is besieged by Hongjun and others, then Luo Hu will be 100% dead without any suspense, and lacking 70% of the power of the primordial spirit, Luo Hu's combat power is equivalent to being suppressed by half!

Not caring about Xiaojian, Luo Hu hurriedly even left Chaos and entered the Primordial Desolation, opened up a secret realm casually, and then started to practice.

At this moment, Luo Hu must not let his combat power resist 80% of his peak period. Once he is discovered, Luo Hu will definitely die!

Now that half of his battle strength has been lost, Luo Hu is naturally startled.

He took out two yellow plums and swallowed them without thinking.

After the transformation of Taixuan, the Huang Zhongli produced had three extras, all of which were given to Luo Hu.

How can Luo Hu at this time care whether Shanghuang Zhongli is precious or not? If life is gone, even if it is a great grind, it will be useless!

After eating the two yellow plums, Luo Hu felt that his soul had eased a lot.

Then he ate some Renshui flat peaches to speed up the recovery of the power of the primordial spirit. Luo Hu didn't care about the Renshui flat peaches at all.

It took thousands of years for Luo Hu to restore the power of the primordial spirit to its peak state.

Taking out the little sword, although he couldn't understand the words on it, he already understood the meaning!