Prehistoric: The Golden Crow Emperor, robbed Sanqing at the beginning

When the three brothers arrived at the Zixiao Palace, almost all the three thousand Hongchen guests had arrived. Only the ancestor of the Wu clan, the Queen Wu Tu, came.

After three thousand years of absence, the strength of the three thousand Hongchen Guests has greatly improved.

The most outstanding one is Sanqing, who have all reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, Minghe, Jieyin, Zhunti and other great powers have also reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

Ling Xiao was not disappointed either. The three brothers transformed late. They hurriedly and slowly were still one step behind, but it was only one step. With the background of the three brothers, this gap did not matter.

When Yuanshi saw the three Jinwu brothers, he was so filled with hatred that he blamed all the debts for being beaten by the Twelve Ancestral Witches on the three Jinwu brothers, deliberately unleashing the coercive provocation of Daluo Jinxian in his later period.

Dong Huangtai couldn't bear it anymore, but was stopped by Ling Xiao, who saw Ling Xiao taking out the jade Ruyi and playing with it, killing people and killing people.

Yuan Shi's face suddenly darkened, and he angrily offered up a new magic weapon and was about to do it. The same was true for Laozi and Tongtian.

"Hey, the eight-view palace lantern, the Kunlun mirror, and the purple electric hammer, the best innate spiritual treasures, turned out to be new magic weapons. No wonder you dare to provoke them."

"What's the matter? I lost a magic weapon and want to do it again?"

Ling Xiao smiled playfully, he was worthy of being a Sanqing, he was born with great luck, and he found new magic weapons so quickly, and they were all top-notch innate spiritual treasures.

But so what, the newly obtained magic weapon definitely does not have many restrictions on refining, and the quality is not as good as their three brothers. Even if the three pure cultivation levels are higher than them, they have absolute confidence to win it.

"Just do it. We were careless last time. We will never lose this time."

"Three men with fur and horns, who were born from moisture and turned into eggs. I want you to pay back double this time."

Yuan Shi said fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, the people from the demon clan were immediately unhappy and stared at Yuan Shi angrily.

"How did you manage to open your mouth and deserve a beating? Okay, since you deserve a beating and you think there are too many magic weapons, we three brothers will make you happy."

Ling Xiao immediately sacrificed the Purifying White Lotus. This old Biden was really annoying.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi also offered their magic weapons.

Everyone hurriedly retreated to avoid suffering the disaster of Chiyu. Now that Sanqing has a high level of cultivation and the three Golden Crow brothers have powerful magic weapons, they are also curious about which one is stronger.

At this moment, I grabbed Yuan Shi who was about to rush forward: "Second brother, calm down, we have not long since obtained the new magic weapon. There are not many restraints to refine, and the power that can be exerted is limited. We can't seek revenge after refining more restraints." Not too late."

Yuan Shi still listened to what I said, and what I said made sense. He immediately snorted unwillingly: "Let you go first, and I will deal with you later."

"Hey, you're just scared, and you're still saying harsh words." Ling Xiao curled his lips.

"Asshole, how can we, the Three Pure Ones, be afraid of you three guys wearing hair and horns?"

Yuan Shi's arrogance couldn't stand such an aggressive general, so he immediately activated the Kunlun Mirror to attack.

Ling Xiao's eyes lit up, as long as he moved his hands, there would be something good to grab.

But at this moment, the door of Zixiao Palace opened, and boy Haotian came out to stop it: "No making noise or making any moves in front of the door of Zixiao Palace. Daozu's sermon is about to begin. Enter the palace."

Ling Xiao curled his lips. It must have been Hongjun's intention to open the door so promptly. He knew that Sanqing would definitely suffer losses again in a fight.

"Hmph, I'll deal with you later." At the bottom of the stairs, Yuan Shi left a harsh word and rushed into the Zixiao Palace. I and Tongtian quickly followed.

"Those who care about food but not about beating dare to say harsh words. When the sermon is over, we will beat them again and take away all the magic weapons they have obtained."

Donghuang Taiyi said unhappily.

"Well, I'll give you a beating after the sermon is over."

Di Jun and Ling Xiao nodded in agreement, and the three brothers rushed in together.

The interior of Zixiao Palace was still the same as before, with nine futons placed at the front. The three brothers went directly to the three futons at the front and sat down.

Yuan Shi gritted his teeth and glared at Ling Xiao, who closed his eyes and paid no attention to it.

Behind him, Kunpeng looked at the nine futons. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. From time to time, his eyes fell on Hongyun with resentment.

Hongyun didn't notice at all, her eyes showed clear stupidity, she looked at others, nodded and said hello with a smile.

As the rays of light bloomed, Hongjun's figure appeared on the main seat. He took a deep look at the three Jinwu brothers, and then looked at Sanqing again, hating that iron could not become steel.

First he was beaten violently by the three Jinwu brothers, and then by the twelve ancestral witches. He was completely humiliated.

But Sanqing cannot die, Sanqing is the key to his integration with the ancient way of heaven.

"This sermon will teach the way of the quasi-sage, and it will last for a thousand years."

Hongjun withdrew his gaze and began to preach. Everyone quickly gathered their minds and listened. He was talking about killing three corpses, using magic power or merit to chop out the good corpse, the evil corpse and the self corpse, and use innate magic weapons to entrust them.

However, Ling Xiao knew that Hongjun had concealed the most important point. The magic weapon entrusted to the three corpses needed to be an innate magic weapon of the same origin. Only in the end could the three corpses be united into one and have a chance of becoming a saint.

This is a normal way of cultivation. Using Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a saint is a back door.

Hongjun wanted to cut off all sentient beings' hope of becoming saints.

After all, if there are too many saints, they will escape Hongjun's control.

Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace deceived all living beings, and the prehistoric continent was equally lively. Taking advantage of all the great masters listening in the Zixiao Palace, the Wu Clan expanded crazily. The east had been completely occupied by the Wu Clan, and began to expand towards the south and north.

Xiwangmu's dojo, Xikunlun, Hongyun's dojo, Huoyun Cave, etc., were all occupied by the Wu clan. People listened to the sermons in Zixiao Palace, and their homes were stolen.

Although Hongjun didn't tell the whole story, he also pointed out the direction. Five hundred years later, the three brothers of Jinwu had a feeling, and they practiced while listening to the sermon, and finally broke through to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. The flowers above their heads bloomed and the flowers were in the ninth grade.

Seeing that the three brothers of Jinwu had also broken through to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, the three pure ones felt depressed. Their only advantage was gone. They had to run away after the sermon, otherwise they might not be able to keep the new magic weapon.

Five hundred years later, the second sermon ended, but this time Hongjun did not leave. He took a deep look at the three brothers of Jinwu and said: "Now the prehistoric heaven is incomplete, and the calamity is rising again. I intend to let people help manage the prehistoric and eliminate the calamity."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, especially the three pure ones, looking at Hongjun expectantly. They were transformed by Pangu Yuanshi, and they were the only ones who could manage the prehistoric.

"Queen Mother of the West, you are the first pure yin energy after the creation of the world. I give you the Phoenix Hairpin, the best innate spiritual treasure, to manage the female immortals in the prehistoric world."

"Lord of the East, you are the first pure yang energy after the creation of the world. I give you the Dragon Head Crutch, the best innate spiritual treasure, to manage the male immortals in the prehistoric world."

When these words came out, everyone was surprised. They originally thought that it was either the three brothers of Jinwu or the Three Pure Ones. They didn't expect that Daozu would choose Queen Mother of the West and Lord of the East.

The Queen Mother of the West and Lord of the East breathed heavily, and excitedly took the Phoenix Hairpin and Dragon Head Crutch: "Thank you, Daozu, the two of us will definitely manage the immortals in the prehistoric world."

But Yuanshi was not happy, and said: "Daozu, we, the Three Pure Ones, were transformed by Pangu and Yuanshi. Father God opened up the prehistoric world, and it is right that we, the Three Pure Ones, should manage the prehistoric world."