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

Purple Sky Palace.

Hongjun's face was gloomy. Facing Pangu's will, he was finally scared. The strategy of suppressing the earth and human ways and letting the heaven dominate the prehistoric world was aborted. He had to re-plan.

Fortunately, the human way did not revive. With him, he could easily suppress the twelve saints of the earth. The heaven was still the main force, and they still had the opportunity to dominate the prehistoric world.

The most important thing now was to unite the way. The earth was revived, and the heaven was anxious. The will of the heaven could not wait to urge him to unite the way. This time, the unite must be easy.

This incident led the trend of the heaven's tampering back to the right track. The heaven lost miserably, but he did not lose. What he wanted most was to unite the way.

The will of the heaven originally wanted to compete with him for dominance, but now, the will of the heaven just wanted to unite the way quickly and suppress the earth, which was indirectly fulfilling him.

If the unite successfully, he would be a saint of the unite realm, and it would be easier to suppress the saint of the earth, and there would be plenty of time to fight the earth.

No matter how much they fight, it is a struggle within the prehistoric world. As long as they don't attract the Chaos Demon Gods such as Luohou, everything will be fine.

The underground tunnel opens up the underworld, so the Heavenly Dao cannot lag behind. Hongjun immediately summoned Haotian and Yaochi.

"Haotian, Yaochi, you have served me for many years. Now I am about to merge with the Dao. In the future, I am the Heavenly Dao and you don't need to serve me anymore."

"For your hard work over the years, I will give you an opportunity."

"Haotian, you went to send Hongmeng Five Elements Mountain, traveled around the prehistoric world, and took away the Lingxiao Palace. It was destiny."

"Heaven has determined that the Heavenly Court controls the sky, and you are the Emperor of Heaven, managing the prehistoric world. I will give you the Haotian Mirror to suppress the Heavenly Court's destiny, and the Emperor of Heaven Sword to deal with the disobedient."

"Yaochi, you should be the Queen Mother, assisting Haotian in managing the prehistoric world. I will give you the Chaos Golden Hairpin and the Innate Peach Tree."

After that, Hongjun waved his hand and gave away the treasures.

"Thank you, Daozu."

Haotian and Yaochi were overjoyed. They had been in Zixiao Palace for hundreds of thousands of years. They had long since had enough and wanted to go out and see the outside world.

Now Daozu not only let them leave, but also let them take charge of Honghuang. It was worth it to serve Daozu for so many years.

"Go ahead. If you have anything, go find your senior brothers."

Hongjun waved his hand, and the two were no longer boys and girls. With a space shift, they left Zixiao Palace.

The two looked at each other and happily rushed to Honghuang.

However, what they didn't know was that the more high-spirited they were now, the more embarrassed they would be next.

Hongjun sat cross-legged in Zixiao Palace, and sent a message to the six saints to help Haotian and Yaochi establish the Heavenly Court, and then he went into seclusion to merge with the Tao.

In Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti were all there, discussing how to settle in the underworld. When they heard Daozu's message, they all frowned.

"Let a boy establish the Heavenly Court and take charge of Honghuang. What do you think, teacher?"

Yuanshi's eyes were full of disdain for Haotian boy.

"Yes, a mere boy is qualified to be in charge of the prehistoric world. Who can he control? My senior brother and I founded the same sect, and one of us should be chosen as the emperor of heaven."

"Haotian boy is only a quasi-saint. Let alone saints, who can he control, such as Kunpeng, Minghe, Zhenyuanzi, etc.?"

Zhunti also looked disdainful. Establishing the heaven and taking charge of the prehistoric world will definitely gain a lot of luck and merit. Giving it to a boy is a waste.

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of Sanqing. You want everything good and want to take it all. You think it's beautiful enough.

"Teacher's order cannot be violated. Haotian boy is the emperor of heaven, but we can't help Haotian boy for nothing. We have to share a share of the luck of the heaven." Jieyin said.

"Well, it makes sense." The eyes of the other four people lit up, nodded in unison, and then continued to plan the merit and luck of the underworld.

While the Five Saints were plotting the underworld, Ling Xiao had already gone to the underworld to find the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He was very curious about how the Twelve Ancestral Witches came up with Pangu's will.

If the three brothers could also come up with it, they would use it to scare Hongjun next time. Thinking of how Hongjun ran away in a panic, the more he thought about it, the better it felt.

"Thank you, brother Ling Xiao. If you hadn't told us the secret of the underworld, our witch clan would have been exterminated by the old thief Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao."

Seeing Ling Xiao coming, Di Jiang, who had washed away all the calamity and completely restored his clarity, welcomed Ling Xiao into the Pangu Temple very enthusiastically.

The underworld is protected by the underworld, so there is no need to worry about Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao investigating, and Ling Xiao doesn't have to be cautious anymore.

"Daoyou Di Jiang, you are too polite. After all, we are all descendants of the Father God. How can we just watch the old thief Hongjun plotting?"

Ling Xiao smiled, and it can be seen that Di Jiang was really grateful this time. He even changed his name and called him brother directly.

In the future, they will have to cooperate to deal with Hongjun, so he also climbed up and changed his name.

"You are right, we are all descendants of the Father God, we should unite, but the three rubbish of Sanqing don't understand, and they actually serve as running dogs for the old thief Hongjun, they have no backbone, and the majesty of the Father God has been lost by them."

Zhu Rong has a bad temper, gnashing his teeth, his eyes spitting fire, and he can't wait to kill the three rebellious sons.

"Forget it, let's not talk about those three rubbish, we don't care whether they live or die in the future."

"Brother Lingxiao, thank you for helping our Wu clan, this is for you."

Hou Tu took out a drop of Pangu Jade Marrow and handed it to Lingxiao, her eyes were full of gratitude, and there were some other feelings, gentle and deep.

"Pangu Jade Marrow, didn't you absorb it? How come there is still some?" Lingxiao's eyelids jumped, this is a good treasure, it would be a lie to say that he is not tempted.

With Pangu Jade Marrow, you can become a saint in the flesh, cultivate both the spirit and the body, and have explosive combat power. It is simply a little Pangu.

A big part of the reason why Pangu’s fighting power is unparalleled is that he has cultivated his physical body to perfection.

"I have become a saint with the help of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The mother energy of the earth has entered my body. I can always activate the laws of the earth to refine my body. I don't need to use the jade marrow of the father god, so I save it." Hou Tu explained.

"No, it's too expensive. I can't take it." Although Ling Xiao was very tempted, he still shook his head. A drop of Pangu jade marrow is equivalent to a saint. It's too expensive. He doesn't like to owe karma.

Although the mother energy of the earth is gone, after becoming a saint with Pangu jade marrow, it is impossible to activate the laws of the earth to refine the body. Subsequent cultivation will be very difficult.

But at least I can become a saint. The cause and effect of becoming a saint is too great.

Thinking back to the beginning, Hongjun owed them the cause and effect of becoming a saint. The three brothers fought in Zixiao Palace, and Hongjun had to negotiate with them in a friendly manner.

"Brother Lingxiao, just take it. We owe you too much. We used to speak ill of you three brothers. We feel really bad."

"It's useless for us to take this drop of Father God's jade. Now, except for our twelve ancestors, all the others in the Wu clan have been invaded by the calamity and cannot improve their cultivation. It's a waste for us to keep it."

"Besides, I have something I want to ask Brother Lingxiao for help."

Hou Tu directly forced it to Ling Xiao.

"Well, okay, tell me if there is anything I can help you with."

Since it came to this, Ling Xiao no longer refused. He wanted it very much.

"I want to be like Father God, cultivate both the spirit and the body, and reproduce the power of Father God. I am different from my elder brothers. When I was born, I had a wisp of soul, but it was very weak."

"When I became a saint, I used most of my merits to nourish the soul. The soul has grown a little, but it is still not enough. I want to ask Brother Lingxiao to see if there is any way to improve the soul."

Hou Tu did not hesitate and expressed her desire.