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

"Well, that makes sense. Who in the prehistoric world can become a saint should be decided by our Wu clan."

"You did a good job on this matter. When our Wu clan comprehends the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the future, I will give you one."

"Where are the three wastes of Sanqing now?"

Di Jiang's eyes lit up. The Wu clan is the authentic Pangu clan. The prehistoric Wu clan has the final say. Dong Wanggong's words are too much to his taste.

"The Three Pure Ones are hiding to refine the innate treasures given by the Taoist Ancestor. I don't know where the Three Pure Ones are hiding now, but Jie Yin and Zhunti are now in the Sumeru Mountain in the west."

Dong Wanggong was overjoyed and sold Jie Yin and Zhunti without hesitation. If the Taoist Ancestor didn't give him the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he would fight for it himself.

If I had known this earlier, if I had known that the Wu clan was so easy to fool, I should have joined forces with the Wu clan earlier.

"Let's go to the Sumeru Mountain in the west to deal with Jie Yin and Zhunti. How can these two shameless people be qualified to become saints?"

Di Jiang has been fooled by Dong Wanggong and can't wait.

Because of Dong Wanggong's deception, Sanqing, Jieyin and Zhunti were badly hurt.

"Brother, no, the west is far away. If we go now, if we attract the demon tribe and Sanqing to besiege us, we will be in danger. It is better to expand first and advance to the west before dealing with Jieyin and Zhunti."

Hou Tu was relatively calm and tried to dissuade him.

"Yes, brother, Jieyin and Zhunti are only in the early stage of quasi-saints now. We have time."

Zhu Jiuyin also followed suit.

"Well, okay, let the two shameless people jump around for a while." Dijiang still listened to his brother and sister's advice.

And at this moment, Qiangliang's voice sounded: "That seems to be Jieyin and Zhunti."

Everyone looked in the direction Qiangliang pointed, and saw two bald heads swaying towards this side. Who are Jieyin and Zhunti?

Jieyin and Zhunti recently accepted two very good disciples-Di Zang and Maitreya, thinking of coming to the south to make some money and find two magic weapons for their disciples.

At this moment, the two of them didn't know that a disaster was about to happen, and they didn't know that the witch and the demon clan had already fought. They were still thinking about the Taoist's holy words to stop the war. When they saw the twelve witch ancestors and the Eastern King, they took the initiative to come over.

"Why are you all gathered here? Is there a treasure here?"

Zhunti's eyes lit up. He was afraid of poverty and was thinking about the treasure.

"I was thinking about dealing with you, but you came to my door. Let's do it."

Emperor Jiang gave an order, and the twelve witch ancestors instantly killed Zhunti and Jie Yin.

"Daoist friend Dijiang, we have no grudges with the witch clan, why do you attack us? We won't fight for the treasure."

Jie Yin was also thinking about the treasure, and hurriedly sacrificed the twelve-grade merit golden lotus for defense.

"Two shameless people are not worthy of becoming saints. Hand over the Hongmeng purple qi and I can spare your lives." Emperor Jiang said sternly.

When Jie Yin and Zhunti heard that the twelve witch ancestors wanted to take their Hongmeng purple qi, they immediately became anxious and hurriedly drove the merit golden lotus to escape, and the twelve witch ancestors chased behind.

Seeing the embarrassed look of Jie Yin and Zhunti, Dong Wanggong felt relieved and went back to the Immortal Court leisurely.

"Immortal leader, are you okay?"

Seeing Dong Wanggong coming back, the immortals hurriedly gathered around to show their concern.

"It's okay, what can the twelve witch ancestors do to me? From now on, the twelve witch ancestors dare not trouble the Immortal Court again, just practice with peace of mind."

Dong Wanggong swelled up again, raised his head proudly, and looked like he had defeated the twelve witch ancestors and was very proud.

"Immortal leader, did you defeat the twelve witch ancestors?" The immortals were shocked.

"No, it was a draw. I was seriously exhausted and had to recover quickly. You should also go to practice." Dong Wanggong waved his hand modestly and left quickly. If he was asked how he tied the twelve witch ancestors, he would not be able to make up stories.

On the other side, Jie Yin and Zhunti were forced to self-destruct a magic weapon before they were able to escape.

The West was originally poor, and the explosion of a magic weapon made the two of them feel heartbroken. They dared not wander outside anymore, and hurried back to the Sumeru Mountain in the West to hide.

"Damn it, let's go back to worship the Father God, and then expand with all our strength and collect the Father God's remains."

Di Jiang cursed angrily and returned to the Wu Clan with his brothers and sisters.

He attacked Daozu's disciples twice, but Daozu did not react, which made Di Jiang sure that Daozu was in seclusion and could not be distracted.

In the following days, the Wu Clan expanded recklessly with all its strength. Ten great monsters led the Wu Clan to expand. The twelve witch ancestors practiced the laws in seclusion in Pangu Temple and continued to comprehend the twelve great arrays of gods and demons.

The Wu Clan is warlike and fearless by nature. The twelve witch ancestors are extremely confident in the twelve great arrays of gods and demons. They believe that as long as they can thoroughly master the twelve great arrays of gods and demons, they can fight Daozu without becoming saints.

On Mount Buzhou, the three brothers Jinwu are still in seclusion, not hearing about the prehistoric things.

The Wu Clan's unbridled expansion made the prehistoric creatures boil with resentment, but they could not defeat the powerful Wu Clan, and were forced to be homeless and hide from place to place.

The West was originally barren and no one wanted to go there. Now many creatures have no place to live and are forced to flee to the West.

The Three Pure Ones, who had originally been hiding in the North Sea to refine the innate treasures, were found by the Wu Clan and forced to flee to the West.

In the East China Sea, the Styx was still chasing Kunpeng, and even the Blood Sea was occupied by the Wu Clan. For the sake of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he was completely crazy. He could not win the fight and could not escape. Kunpeng was almost mad.

If this goes on, there is no time to refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it will be dangerous to attract other powerful people.

Forced to do so, Kunpeng negotiated with the Styx to divide the Hongmeng Purple Qi into two, half for each person.

The Styx agreed. If he attracted other powerful people, he would not be able to get any good.

The chase finally ended. The two of them each took half of the Hongmeng Purple Qi and left, and each found a place to retreat and refine it.

Three thousand years later, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, Jieyin, Zhunti and other great powers successively killed the evil corpses and reached the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.

On Mount Buzhou, the twelve ancient witches came to discuss the Dao with the three brothers of Jinwu again. Under the Dao Tea Tree, they each had an epiphany, and the law was perfected, and they all reached the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.

After three thousand years of expansion, the witch clan almost occupied half of the prehistoric continent, and all living beings were forced to gather in the west. The more living beings there were, the stronger the luck in the west was.

Jieyin and Zhunti kept preaching to the living beings, condensing the luck for their own use, and their cultivation improved rapidly, faintly surpassing the Three Pure Ones.

Other great powers and living beings chose to join the demon clan and the fairy court, and the demon clan and the fairy court became more and more powerful.

Today's prehistoric world has a posture of four legs standing on the tripod.

The demon clan heaven

"Emperor Wa, Emperor Xi, now the territory of the Wu Clan is getting bigger and bigger, the gathered prehistoric luck is getting stronger and stronger, and the Wu Clan's strength is increasing faster and faster."

"Moreover, the Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Great Array is too powerful. Even if many powerful strongmen and creatures have joined the demon clan now, the demon clan may not be able to defeat the Wu Clan."

Bai Ze said.

"Yes, the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Demons Great Array created by Emperor Xi is indeed powerful, but it is still not enough to face the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Great Array of the Wu Clan."

Ji Meng agreed very much. Thinking of the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Great Array, fear appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Demons Great Array is still not enough, but this is the strongest formation I can create at present."

"Bai Ze, you are born with the ability to discern the secrets of heaven and are the wisest in the prehistoric world. What do you think we should do?"

Fuxi nodded and looked at Bai Ze.