Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

Freedom Daoist is not only the quasi-sage pinnacle strength, but also a unique semi-sage in the prehistoric world, but Xu Qing believes that Ling'er is much more than it seems.

There are still some secrets hidden in her body, secrets that even Xu Qing has never discovered. At this moment, Ling'er is powerful, and even Daoist may not be able to overcome it with complete confidence.

"Master, has the Lich War started?"

What Linger saw and heard along the way made her even more puzzled. At that time, Hongjun Daozu only said that the Lich War was about to break out, but did not say when it started.

"Yes, it has already started. The outside world is full of crises, so let your junior sisters and junior brothers as a teacher, stay in the sea of ​​the North Ming these days and don't go anywhere."

Xu Qing's worries were not without reason. As a person who came over, he knew better than anyone that the danger of the Lich War, even if it was Da Luo Jinxian, would have the possibility of falling at any time.

"But you are different. Even if it's the Lich War, you can be free to go wherever you want. Perhaps, this Lich War is a chance for you." Xu Qing said with a smile. , Thoughtful.

Among Xu Qing’s disciples, most of them are Daluo Jinxian. Only Linger is an exception. A Cultivation Base has reached the pinnacle of Quasi-Sage. Even if such a Cultivation Base meets the Twelve Ancestor Witch or Emperor Jun Taiyi, it’s not at all. Fearful.

As Xu Qing said before, in the Lich War, the quasi-sage is often more free than Sage.

Xu Qing believes that Ling'er, with her current Cultivation Base, is even better than Dijun or Donghuang Taiyi.

"Yes, Master. That's great."

"Well, you go, do everything carefully."

Seeing Ling'er leaving behind, Xu Qing also fell into contemplation.

The big disciple own is full of too many secrets.

There are destined to have nine Sages in the future, and now, there are already seven Sages including myself.

There is also the future of Sage, and Houtu can't escape.

In Xu Qing's budget, the identities of eight of the nine sages of Hong Huang are all he can determine, but Xu Qing does not know who is the last one.

But it is absolutely impossible to belong to the Wu clan or the monster clan.

Because there are already two Sages in the monster race with himself and Nuwa Empress, it is impossible to have a third Sage.

As for the Wu Clan, because of the existence of the future Sage of Hou Tu, there will never be other Sages.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Western Second Interpretation, plus himself and Houtu, Xu Qing thinks that this last one is very likely to be Ling'er, his big disciple.

As for the free Daoist or the happy Daoist, there is no chance at all.

Because they are all one of Xu Qing's three corpses. As one of the three corpses, they cannot be counted as a complete life form, so they do not have the conditions for sanctification.

At least, in Xu Qing's view, Ling'er is the most likely to become the ninth Sage in the future.

"I don't know what secrets are hidden in your body, I hope it won't let me down."

...

Not long after Ling'er left, another person came to Xu Qing's Immortal Cave.

This person is not a stranger, he is indeed the Baize Lion demon saint, one of the top ten demon saints of the Heaven Court demon clan.

"Why did you come here at this time?" Xu Qing felt very strange. Baize Lion had been successfully instigated by him at the age of Baize Lion, but they had very little contact with each other.

Because since Xu Qing became a saint, Di Jun has nothing to threaten Xu Qing.

"Master, the disciple has been counted."

"What did you count?"

Xu Qing took a look at him. Baize Lion is still Da Luo Jinxian’s Cultivation Base. His Cultivation Base is unremarkable. If you compare it with other peers among the second-generation disciples of Beiming, he can only be considered inferior. .

But he is also a disciple of Xu Qingshou.

"I have counted the fate of our monster race." Baize Lion shook his head and sighed, as if thinking of something very sad.

Since Xu Qing first taught him the Fuxi god-tier technique of Tianyan God-tier, Baize Lion has always been painstakingly and solitary cultivation, and it has been achieved now.

"The monster race may perish, but you won't." Xu Qing said very calmly.

Xu Qing said this to prevent him from making a fuss.

"I want to escape this war." Baize Lion's tone had some imploring meaning.

"No, it's not the time yet." Xu Qing refused his request.

In the Lich War, Baize Lion, as one of the top ten demon saints, is the most critical role. How can he be missing?

"I understand your worries, but you need to know that these are all things you should go through when you are hit. You are my disciple, and I won't let you die easily." Xu Qing said with a smile.

If there is no Baize Lion in this Lich War, then the entire history of the prehistoric will be changed, but Xu Qing is unwilling to change this history.

"Baize Lion, do your best, do what you should do, and don't stop until the war is over."

Xu Qing waved his hand, and a powerful force rushed out. This force hit Baize Lion's body, but it was light and light, and did not cause any damage to Baize Lion.

And Baize Lion also left the North Sea of ​​Underworld under the impetus of this force, and he came back to the battlefield again.

Xu Qing sighed. It is the nature of every life to be greedy for life and fear of death. The more intelligent the more so, Baize Lion is naturally no exception.

Baize Lion knows how to avoid misfortune, but can't see a bigger picture.

Xu Qing sighed, even if he was born now, it would be difficult for him to be a quasi-sage.

In the predicament, even if it is to achieve the position of the quasi-sage, it is not a simple matter, just like Xu Qing at the beginning, it is also painstaking for this.

...

Wu Clan, Xing Tian came here with Hou Yi on his back, and Hou Yi was still in a coma at the moment.

Now, the witch tribe was empty like Heaven Court, and even the twelve ancestor witches joined the battle one after another.

At this moment, behind the tribe, the only person still staying here was Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming, please help Hou Yi brother." Xing Tian said aloud.

"He, what's the matter, how could it become like this?" Xuan Ming looked at Hou Yi in a coma, and said puzzledly.

"He used the technique of blood escape, and even this."

"What!" Xuan Ming was also shocked. This is a taboo magical power of the Witch Clan. It is not a critical moment of life and death, and it cannot be easily displayed.

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