Prehistoric Qinglian

()Seventy-seven, Daoshan

The quarrels in the Beast Palace were getting louder and louder, and there was even the smell of a fight. Shen Ni just watched. He knew that these people would not really do anything, and Shen Ni was also happy to watch their performance, as a third party.

Watching them perform; perhaps it is this change of identity that makes the gods rebellious and even maliciously analyze who is most likely to fight if there is a fight? Who will help whom? Who will fight whom? Who will

Are you watching from the sidelines? Will individual fighting eventually turn into a group fight? How many factions will it be divided into? There will be at least three factions, two parties fighting in groups and one party watching the fun.

Shen Ni suddenly woke up. It was the beast clan and the innate demon gods who were fighting to death. Could there be a third party watching the fun? Thinking of this, Shen Ni lost interest in continuing to watch and snorted.

Above, it finally calmed down, and the needle drop could be heard. Shen Ni was very satisfied. Although his mentality changed, he was still quite satisfied with his position as the Beast King. Or maybe this position was unstoppable, and Shen Ni really never thought about it.

When he wants to step down from this position, he clearly knows how wonderful rights are.

"Are you sure of winning this competition?" Shen Ni asked?

There was some commotion in the main hall, but it soon returned to calm. Shen Ni understood to some extent what they were thinking, and continued to ask: "If you face Donghuang alone and you are not sure of victory, how can you face the entire prehistoric world?

How sure are you of winning?"

In the main hall, these ferocious beast elites moved their bodies in embarrassment after hearing this, as if they didn't want others to see them clearly. Shen Ni poured cold water on them, and thought not to let these pessimistic emotions spread, he continued:

"This competition is more of a test for us to test the strength of Donghuang. It is not to fight to the death with them, but more to reach some kind of agreement with the monks of Donghuang to keep them neutral, so

When we infiltrate the Northwest Wilderness, or even the Western Wilderness, they will not cause trouble for us later, do you understand?"

Shen Ni has no choice. He actually doesn't want to really take action against the Northwest Wilderness, but if these arrogant guys below are not targeted, they will definitely fight against the monks in the Eastern Wilderness in the competition.

This is not a good thing for Shen Ni, and Western Wilderness, when he was chasing Luo Hu, he killed many monks from the beginning of the world. Even if the ferocious beast clan really went to war against Northwest Wilderness, the advantage would still be

It was obvious that if I tried my best to make plans at that time, I wouldn't cause any real losses to the ferocious beast clan. As for the life and death of the minions, no one here was paying attention.

Above the main hall, the ferocious beasts looked at Shen Ni in a different way. He only thought of one step, but the emperor thought of two or even three steps. These ferocious beasts were greatly admired. They all bowed to the ground and flattered them.

Ruchao; Shen Ni did not feel comfortable being photographed, but felt a little sad in his heart. The real fatal part of the ferocious beast clan is here. There are no real wise men, they are all violent people. No wonder they are called ferocious beasts. God

Ni suddenly felt a little dejected and waved his hand to let them leave.

In the main hall, there was only a lonely figure left. Shen Ni was in a very low mood. He was fighting for the position of the innate demon god. As an emperor, Shen Ni was naturally able to vaguely feel that the ferocious beast clan wanted to be truly recognized by the world.

, we must fight for it, especially the clan leaders. As long as they can get the Demon God status, the whole clan will get rid of the name of the beast and gain the luck of heaven and earth. Shen Ni doesn’t know how many of the beast clan will be left by then.

That's not what he really cares about. After the emergence of Heavenly Dao, his position as the beast king will no longer exist. He has no time to care about their life and death. His own life is the most precious. The ferocious beast clan has become

The whetstone of the innate demon god, is he also one of the whetstones?

The 'Ancient Monument' has now been combined into eight pieces into one, creating the innate treasure "Earth Monument"; Shen Ni looked at the innate treasure on the palm of his hand, his heart was in a trance, and various tastes appeared in his heart. He lowered his head and sighed.

I know what he is thinking.

Dao Dao Mountain, this temporarily named mountain, has now been famous throughout history. On this day, a ray of white light entered Dao Dao Mountain, came to a monk, and directly penetrated into his eyebrows. The monk opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hung.

Smiling, he said to himself, "Shenniu is a smart man, isn't he? Haha! It's okay, there are still too many monks with great magical powers in the prehistoric times. It's good to clean them up!" The monk closed his eyes again after saying this.

Go up and wander away from the sky.

Time flies. Today, Dao Dao Mountain is bustling with activity. The first congress of Donghuang is held as scheduled. The scene is grand. I don’t know how many monks are surrounding the entire periphery. But those who can truly enter Dao Dao Mountain must at least have Daluo Jinxian cultivation, and

Daluo Jinxian could only wait at the foot of Dao Dao Mountain, while the quasi-sage was qualified to listen.

Three people from Sanqing came hand in hand, bringing with them two quasi-sages, namely Fuxi and Queen Mother of the West. Sanqing didn't think much about this meeting, and mostly looked on with a cold eye. Fuxi and Queen Mother of the West, more importantly, Sanqing led them

Bringing people here to watch the excitement also increases their knowledge.

After reaching the level above the Sub-Saint, each level of promotion is extremely difficult, especially the fourth and seventh levels, which are the biggest bottlenecks for the Sub-Saint. Now Sanqing is still at the third level of the Sub-Saint, and his aura is more stable.

But there is still a long way to go before breaking through to the fourth level of Sub-Saint Heaven. Similarly, those who participated in the meeting on Dao Dao Mountain were all under the third level of Sub-Saint Heaven. Only the monks from the third level of Sub-Saint Heaven had the real say.

Sanqing came neither early nor late, and was extremely low-key. Qiankun was not around yet. Sanqing was happy to be quiet and watch with cold eyes. They would not lick their faces to chat with anyone. If someone nodded to them, they would nod, not at all.

Sanqing didn't have the mentality to go up and say hello. He didn't know that there were three of them when they arrived, and they were all from the third level of the Sub-Saint. This made those strong Sub-Saints who came earlier secretly frightened.

When the fourth level of Sub-Saint was rarely or even moved around in the prehistoric times, the third level of sub-sage was already considered to be the highest combat power in the prehistoric era. They did not know what the relationship between the three of Sanqing was. They only thought that the three of them were an alliance and came to fight for it.

With the right to speak, these sub-sage powerhouses had a tacit understanding. After a while, they formed various alliances, groups of three or five, and groups of two or three. The form of the presence suddenly became subtle.

The number of people began to increase gradually, and Qiankun also arrived. Seeing the three people from Sanqing sitting cross-legged quietly, he began to introduce the three of them one by one. When the name "Pangu Sanqing" came out, many people felt sullen. It turned out that it was Sanqing.

Brothers, the three Pangu brothers are still alive. Although the newly formed coalition was a little embarrassed and misunderstood the Sanqing, their coalition survived strongly and had a common appeal.

, it is difficult to dismantle it.

Sanqing met Qiankun after being introduced, but he hated Qiankun half to death in his heart. Now it's better. Everyone thinks that the three of them are Qiankun's friends. Should they kill Qiankun in the future? How can they find excuses to kill him in the future?

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The three of Sanqing walked around and were secretly shocked. It was not easy to check the cultivation level of these people before, but when introducing each other, they would give off a little aura. It was also an unspoken rule. Showing one's cultivation level would get the other person's full appreciation.

Respect; after a circle, there were already nearly twenty monks with the same level of cultivation as myself, all of them had a calm aura, and they were obviously old monsters who had been in the third level of the Sub-Saint for an unknown amount of time.