Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

"Die, tell me death!"

The Great Master Pu Xiu shouted, with golden light all over his body. In an instant, the bodies of countless people in Longyuehai City no longer obeyed own instructions, but slowly floated up.

Those who know the Great Master Pu Xiu will find that these floating people are all disciples recruited by the Great Master Pu Xiu in the recent period, and there are a total of seven to eight thousand people.

"what are you going to do?"

Seeing that many people on Longyuehai City were pulled down into the sky, as if they were from the invisible hand of God, Hei Yun had never seen such a formation before, and his heart trembled a little.

"Where is my believer, dedicate yourself to me!" The Great Master Pu Xiu chanted a curse and hand seals in his hand.

This is also the god-tier knowledge that the Western religion does not spread. If it were not for the close people of the two leaders, you would definitely not be able to learn such a skill.

These apprentices originally had other uses for Puxiu Archmage. They were to be brought to the West to strengthen their own line. But now Puxiu Archmage can’t estimate that much anymore. Now he can’t even scrupulously care about Hou Tu, there is only one. The idea is to kill the black cloud!

Heiyun turned to the enemy and cut himself twice, which has completely angered the Great Master Pu Xiu.

Once the method of sacrifice is carried out, there is no possibility of interruption. These disciples of general repair are all mortal.

Among these disciples, there are many Rogue Cultivators of Taiyi Jinxian, but more of them are from the early stage of Daluo Jinxian.

From the moment they became disciples of Master Puxiu, Master Puxiu would put a mark of own in their soul. After they got into this mark, their lives would not belong to them. , But belong to the General Master Master.

One thought of life and death depends entirely on the will of the General Master.

I saw the sky converging into a sea of ​​clouds, and the bodies of those seven or eight thousand people floated to the center of the sea of ​​clouds storm, and then shattered, with only a cloud of blood.

The blood mist floated and gathered in the direction where the Great Master Pu Xiu was.

This endless blood mist seemed to have mysterious energy, and the Great Master Pu Xiu was immersed in it, but his injuries were restored in a moment, and his breath became more unfathomable.

"You, you are a monster!" After seeing this scene, Heiyun was frightened.

Even Hou Tu on the side frowned slightly.

"The way of demon, nothing more than a small trick." Houtu quickly showed a look of disdain.

The blood fog obeyed the impetus of the Great Master Pu Xiu, passed over the place of Houtu, and went straight to the black cloud.

Soon, the black cloud was swallowed in it.

The erosive power of the blood mist is really terrifying. It takes no more than three breaths, no matter where you can see the black robe, there is only a pool of pus on the ground.

The first generation of black robe Rogue Cultivators, the first black cloud-shaped heels after the sky was opened, just fell.

This is the danger of the prehistoric, even if it is the first batch of Kaitian, it is difficult to escape the end of life and death due to bad luck.

The former No. 1 expert in Longyue Sea City was so easily killed in seconds.

The great mage who was talking and laughing was a murderer with deep roots!

After seeing this scene, Hou Tu was stunned.

"Now it's your turn." The Great Master Pu Xiu added the corner of own's mouth, looking at Houtu with a grim look.

Houtu was not afraid. He could kill Heiyun, but he didn't necessarily kill himself.

Houtu's body surface bloomed with brilliance, and the masses of blood mist collided on it, and disappeared in an instant.

The blood mist is indeed amazing. The original lush mountain forests are now in a mess, with chaotic rocks, withered vines and grasses, and there is no more vitality at all.

But Houtu’s body is terrifying and powerful. Looking at the prehistoric world today, I am afraid that the Cultivation Base alone can be stronger than Houtu, and there is only Dage Dijiang of the Witch clan.

The Great Master Pu Xiu's combat power is soaring, he walks through the blood mist, like a fish parade in the water, coming and going horizontally and unhurriedly.

With every palm of Houtu, the mountains and rivers were cracked and the earth was broken.

Not long after, the entire Longyue Sea City was already pitted.

Those cultivators who didn't know why saw this scene and fled one after another, among them there are many masters of Da Luo Jinxian.

Because neither Hou Tu nor Pu Xiu Grand Master was the peak of the ordinary Daluo Jinxian, the power of the two of them fighting against each other was too great, but everyone in Longyuehai City was affected.

Some Da Luo Jinxian even thought that this might be a battle between quasi-sages, if they were involved in it, they would definitely be inevitable.

Therefore, all of the people on Longyue Sea City ran away for a while, and the once-prosperous sea scene came to an end at this moment.

Houtu's words and deeds have the power to break the world, and the island slowly sinks in a blink of an eye.

The Great Master Pu Xiu turned rough, he never expected that Houtu was much higher than he thought, and even the ordinary early stage of the quasi-sage would not easily provoke Houtu's existence.

Houtu is too strong, it is the strongest Daluo Jinxian that Master Pu Xiu has seen in his life, not one of them.

Houtu eventually sank Longyue Island, and the two gradually sank into the sea.

But seeing a golden light flashing across the sky, a grey-clothed Daoist suddenly appeared in the air.

With the flick of the grey Daoist's fingers, a clear light gushed out, wherever it passed, the flow of water was cut off!

Both Hou Tu and Pu Xiu, who were still on the bottom of the sea, are now on the surface of the water again, but they are both on the bottom of the sea and on the surface of the water.

"It turns out that you still have a helper. No wonder Wu You sits so high, but I underestimated you."

As soon as Hou Tu saw this grey-clothed Daoist, he knew that something was wrong, and this person must be the helper of the General Master Master.

Not long ago, Xu Qing had talked to Houtu about the Great Master Puxiu. Xu Qing believed that the Dharma of the Great Master Puxiu was superb, and there were very few in the West. It was very likely that he would be a high-level disciple who was admitted or introduced.

Then the gray Daoist in front of him may be one of them.

Although they are far away in the West, their experience in the land is so vast. He has heard of all the great names of Sage and Quasi-sages in the world. Those two in the West are good players in the Quasi-sages, second only to the existence of Sage. How can Hou Tu know?

"I don't know, sir, is it to be introduced or quasi-referenced?" Houtu asked loudly.

The grey Daoist folded his hands together and said with a smile: "Go and go down, it's quasi mention."

After Hui Yi Daoist said his own identity, Hou Tu was not surprised until the next great Master General Xiu spoke.

"This seat, you are finally here, this person is deceiving too much, relying on himself as the witch clan and despising me, today I invite this seat to personally take action and kill her here!"

General Master's words are not surprising and endless.

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