Prehistoric Qinglian

()236,Huang Chao

In the East China Sea Crystal Palace, the Ancestral Dragon is sitting high above. There are dozens of people below, all of them are looking at the top expectantly. Their eyes have betrayed their thoughts. Hunyuan is difficult to prove. Now that the saint has appeared, there is inevitably a sense of luck in their hearts.

"Someone has become a saint since ancient times, so he should go there to celebrate! Then you will go with me!"

"yes!……"

Everyone below him responded loudly, and everyone was elated. Zulong shook his head secretly in his heart, feeling a little melancholy, but he also knew in his heart that if he didn't have the help of his ancestors, he would probably be like them.

Immortal volcano, deep in the sea of ​​fire;

"Husband, this is the first time this saint has heard that we don't need it. Let's take Tianfeng there to see if we can have the opportunity to reach nirvana, okay?"

Huang looked up at Feng, his eyes were watery. Feng could only nod, but turned sideways, but Huang Wu on the side had already left, and Feng couldn't help it. This daughter of hers had the body of a phoenix, but her personality was as calm as water, except for shaking her head to express

In addition to being helpless, I really don't know how to deal with it.

"Let's go to the mountains to inform you that Feiqin has escaped from the world, but does not participate in the battles in the world. It is also a chance to have the opportunity to listen to the sermons. I don't know what kind of person this Hongjun is. He preaches to the world. I am not as good as me!"

The Western Wilderness is now a little more desolate than the Eastern Wilderness. Luohu fights and suppresses the Earth Book and suppresses the Earth Lines to prevent them from being destroyed. However, there are always some injuries. For Jie Yin and Zhunti, they are quite satisfied. Besides, the entire Western Wilderness

Huang, after two catastrophes, the two of them have become the ones with the highest cultivation level, at least on the surface.

"Brother Taoist, I think this saint is much stronger than Hunyuan. On that day, Saint Hongjun became a saint, and his pressure spread all over the world. His power was unparalleled. At least those who had achieved Hunyuan before had no such power, but we are.

You can't miss it!" Zhunti looked full of admiration.

"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true, saint..., we should go there! The Western Wilderness has gone through two calamities, but the plan for its revitalization fell into the hands of the two of us!" Jieyin looked up at the starry sky, and then

The two sentences were like talking to oneself, and the voice was small, but it did not prevent Zhunti from hearing them clearly.

"Hahaha... what brother Taoist said is true. The two of us should take it as our own responsibility to revitalize the Western Wilderness!" Zhunti smiled broadly. He was born not too late, but there was always a monk with great supernatural powers in front of him, oblivious to everyone.

Now it's his turn to come forward.

Xuan Cang World, Cang Ming Continent

The three-year period passed in a blink of an eye, and everyone who was exploring the Forest of Beasts entered it. Those who saw off all had mixed emotions. From the original expectations to the current numbness, reluctance became the main theme.

The way of a monk is to compete with heaven, earth, and people. No one opposes this journey. In other words, most of the monks who oppose this journey are weak-minded and have limited achievements. Those who see him off are reluctant to leave, knowing it.

Even when it comes to life and death, everyone has been thinking carefully, and what needs to be said has basically been explained at home. The only people who are still wordy here are people like Bei Shan, who are worried about things and can't let go.

"Chao'er! Grandpa is gone. You have to take care of yourself in the future...don't go hungry!" Bei Fengshan said the last sentence to relieve his worries. He knew that even he, the direct grandson of the former head of the family, would probably have to take care of himself in the future.

Living a life of hunger, he didn't even dare to pass on his family treasures. Those were, on the contrary, a talisman for death.

"Yeah! Chao'er wants to eat a lot!" Beifeng Chao said with a soft smile, his eyes were lively and there was no flaw in it, as if the grandpa in front of him was just going on a long trip and would be returning soon.

"Good grandson!" Bei Fengshan pressed his grandson's little head into his chest, a trace of tears flashed in his eyes, and he did not dare to say another word, knowing that his voice was starting to choke.

In the Beifeng Territory, the former head of the Beifeng family left, and the remaining power disappeared in an instant. Beifeng Chao sat cross-legged in a small pavilion in the garden, looking at the direct descendants of the new head of the family who were busy cleaning up their belongings. He felt worried in his heart, but still had a smile on his face.

The butler not far away had a stiff expression, his muscles were twitching, his arms hanging down were trembling slightly, and his anger was rising bit by bit.

"Uncle Fu, Chao'er is hungry. How about Uncle Fu taking Chao'er to eat on the street? Chao'er hasn't been to the street yet!" Beifang Chao came to Uncle Fu at some unknown time, and put his white and tender hands on Uncle Fu's body.

The soft voice on his withered hands instantly extinguished the anger in Uncle Fu's heart, leaving him with a sigh.

Beifeng City is the main city of the North Wind Region, a place where flowers bloom and rivers of sweat flow. Now at noon, the main street is full of people and all kinds of beasts and carts are rushing around. If anyone is not checked, it will cause congestion. This

Once, no exception.

When the former head of the family's mount went towards the sun, none of the monks could dodge, and Uncle Fu's poor driving skills were able to dodge unimpeded. He lost power with one move, which became a fatal injury. Or maybe, this accident was man-made.

Bei Fengchao climbed down from the beast cart and calmly looked at Fu Bo who was arguing with others. He also knew that Fu Bo was depressed, and now he took the opportunity to vent his anger. He looked at him with a few cold eyes, Bei Feng Chao felt in his heart

A sudden inspiration, a flash of enlightenment;

"In public, the influence of the old family leader Bei Fengshan will be completely disappeared in this traffic accident. This is also a fact that the new family leader is very willing to see. But to spread this influence to the maximum, another flame is needed.

, if Uncle Fu and him are seriously injured, the new head of the family will finally come out to clean up the situation, take advantage of the situation, and establish his majesty..."

Bei Fengchao didn't dare to speculate any further. His feet had quietly moved back and began to distance him.

The traffic was congested, and people were very irritable. In addition, everyone was practicing martial arts, and their blood was already strong. The monks who were originally watching the excitement began to become agitated, and the encirclement became much smaller. After a few moments, they quietly

Moving, Bei Fengchao became a part of this circle, crowding in the opposite direction with the flow of people.

"Dog slave, Bei Fengshan has gone to the Forest of Beasts, how can you be allowed to be so rampant!"

This sentence completely pulled Fu Bo into the abyss, but before he could think about it, another "Hit me!" came from the other side, and an old fist was directed towards his head;

In a hurry, Fu Bo received a blow and understood that this was obviously a trap set by others. He took the time to look around and saw that Bei Fengchao was missing again. He was frightened and shouted loudly, looking like a madman.

At the corner of the street, Bei Fengchao heard Fu Bo's loud shout, paused for a moment, then stepped forward, leaving two lines of clear tears on the spot.

"Boy, I see that you have wonderful bones, a plump heaven, and a dragon-like and tiger-like walk when you walk. You must be a prodigy in martial arts. I have countless secrets. Do you want to exchange them? But I am giving you an advantage!"

A sloppy old beggar appeared in front of Beifang Chao. He held him with his big black hands. There was clarity in his cloudy eyes. On the other big hand, a mostly broken book was shaking in front of his eyes. The first book was

, there are a few big characters written crookedly.

"Ten slaps to subdue the dragon"

Bei Fengchao was a little dazed. The scene in front of him felt very familiar to him. When the sloppy old beggar saw that Bei Fengchao was silent, he thought he was interested, so he started to talk a lot, and started to boast about himself.

"I have no money!"

"That jade pendant on your waist is nice!"

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"My name is...Huang Chao!" (To be continued.)