Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

The Taiyin Sword, a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, rushed straight to Yang Gui.

The power of the moonlight condensed and formed, rushing towards him from all directions.

Xihe's face was angry, and she looked at the laurel tree with a branch cut off, and her anger surged in her heart.

This is the place where they were born, and the laurel tree has been carefully cared for by them for countless years. How could they tolerate it being destroyed by this thief!

Yang Gui looked at the Taiyin Sword flying quickly, and a five-color divine light flashed in his hand.

In Xihe's shocked eyes, he held the Taiyin Sword in his hand.

"Young man, don't be angry."

Xihe and Changxi, who were furious, would never listen to him.

The endless Taiyin origin rolled, and the power of the Taiyin moonlight swept across the Taiyin Star.

This is the dojo of the two sisters. Fighting here, the strength of the early Daluo Jinxian was forcibly raised to the late Daluo Jinxian.

The power of the Taiyin turned into a giant sword, and with the blessing of Xihe and Changxi, it fell from the sky.

Yang Gui stood still, with the Blue Lotus Treasure Flag suspended above his head.

Boom!

A shocking sound rang out on the Taiyin Star, stirring up dust all over the sky.

When the dust cleared, the two sisters Xihe were surprised to find that Yang Gui was standing there intact, without even moving.

At this point, they knew that Yang Gui's strength was far beyond theirs.

The two sisters' faces changed, "I wonder which senior came to the Taiyin Star to tease us sisters?"

Yang Gui threw the Taiyin Sword in his hand to Xihe and said, "I just came to take some laurel branches. Since you are the owner of this place, I can't just take it and leave."

After that, a drop of Three Lights Divine Water flew out and landed on the root of the laurel tree.

As the Three Lights Divine Water fell, a thin branch began to grow slowly from the place where the laurel tree had just cut off its branches.

"Three Lights Divine Water!"

Xihe exclaimed.

One of the ten great divine waters in the prehistoric world, it can cure all wounds and diseases; something that countless gods are jealous of.

The person in front of him actually threw out a drop to restore the origin of the laurel tree.

Something that can save lives at critical moments.

Yang Gui said, "In this way, it won't take long for the laurel to recover its origin, so it's not in vain."

Xihe opened her mouth to say something, but Yang Gui had disappeared in Taiyin Star.

"Sister, this senior is too rude!" Chang Xi's face turned red, and she said angrily.

Xihe's eyes were slightly cold, "We are weak, it's our fault!"

As the goddess of Taiyin, Taiyin Star was treated as a back garden by others to come and go at will, how could Xihe not be angry.

But her own strength was not as good as the other party, so she could only do this!

Anger occupied Xihe's heart.

Ignoring the angry Xihe, Yang Gui came to the place where the stars were, where the Zhoutian moved.

In the prehistoric starry sky.

The endless prehistoric starry sky was filled with starlight.

The star spirits born from the stars radiate dazzling light.

These are the first generation of star gods in the prehistoric world.

365 main stars, 14,800 secondary stars, and billions of small stars.

They make up this vast prehistoric starry sky.

"Zhou Tian Xing Dou..."

Yang Gui muttered in his heart.

Without the Hetu Luoshu, he didn't know if he could understand this prehistoric formation by relying on the understanding shared by his original body.

"You two are practicing in these stars. This is a rare opportunity."

After saying this to the six-eared macaque beside him and the white tiger under his feet, Yang Gui began to comprehend the movement of the prehistoric stars.

The six-eared macaque didn't dare to neglect it when he heard it.

Before that, his master had passed on to him a book called "Fighting Heaven and Earth Demonic God" on the road. At this time, in this sky full of stars, this method actually felt like it wanted to break through.

He quickly sat cross-legged not far away.

The white tiger flew in the void, its huge eyes looking to the west, its aura surging.

"Why do I feel a sense of summoning?"

When Yang Gui's twelfth-grade blue lotus clone was in the prehistoric starry sky to comprehend the stars, a wave of turbulence appeared in the prehistoric land.

At some point, a legend spread among the three tribes of birds, beasts, and scales.

There were countless spiritual treasures in the treasure house of the Wu tribe of Buzhou Mountain, which were discarded at will.

The Wu tribe did not cultivate the Yuanshen and could not use the spiritual treasures. These discarded spiritual treasures made the three tribes excited.

The three tribes, which had been killed and driven away by the Wu tribe for countless years, abandoned the hatred of the previous catastrophe under the new and old hatreds and began to form an alliance.

Launched an attack on the Wu tribe in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Ancestral Witch Hall.

The twelve ancestral witches looked gloomy and sat in the Ancestral Witch Hall without saying a word.

After a long time, the ancestor witch Hou Tu slowly spoke, "Brother, the three tribes are invading, there must be other gods behind the scenes."

"Hmph!" The ancestor witch Zhu Rong snorted coldly, and flames rose from his body, "These evil creatures, do they really think that our witch clan is easy to mess with!"

The space around Emperor Jiang's body twisted, and his voice was cold, "It is said among the three tribes that our Wu tribe does not cultivate the soul, does not know the destiny, and forcibly plunders countless spiritual treasures, but does not use them; it is unworthy of the position, and is not worthy of being the descendants of Pangu."

"Even the so-called Pangu authentic, Sanqing is not as good as it."

At this point, Emperor Jiang's momentum suddenly burst out.

"Fight!"

"Use Buzhou Mountain as the starting point, establish the twelve ancestral witch tribes, and raise troops to destroy the three tribes!"

"Let these so-called innate saints see clearly that the Wu tribe cannot be bullied! Who is the real Pangu authentic!"

The voice of Emperor Jiang spread wider and wider.

The laws of space flowed on him, and his voice reached the ears of every Wu tribe.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The murderous aura of the wild rolled and rushed straight into the sky.

Countless clouds were hit by this fierce evil aura.

The twelve ancestral witches each brought people from their own tribe and began to disperse in all directions.

Establish your own tribe and kill the three tribes!

The wild land that had been peaceful for hundreds of thousands of years is now slaughtered again.

The Sun Star.

Di Jun looked at the wild land full of evil spirits and smiled.

"Second brother, calculate the time, that cave should be born."

"It is just the right foundation for our great cause!"

Tai Yi felt a little reluctant, "Brother, there are so many creatures in the three tribes, can they beat the witch tribe?"

These are the foundations of their future!

If they are all wiped out by the witch tribe, it will be a bit of a loss.

Di Jun didn't care, "Don't worry, I have already preached among the three tribes in secret. Now the strength of the three tribes is no longer what it used to be, and they can definitely fight against the witch tribe."

"What's more, if the three tribes were not beaten by the witch tribe, how could there be a problem with the two of us brothers?"

After returning from Zixiao Palace, Di Jun felt something was wrong when he was beaten in Buzhou Mountain.

As an innate saint, born in the sun star transformed by Pangu's eyes, with the best innate spiritual treasure such as the River Map and Luoshu, how could he not notice it after being secretly plotted.

But the saint is above, and his strength is unfathomable.

He is now only in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, so he can only hide himself temporarily and plan secretly.

The best innate spiritual treasure, the River Map and Luoshu, is suspended in the palm of Di Jun's hand, emitting a mysterious light.

"The secret of the prehistoric world is concealed by that person. Is the result we calculated true or false..."