Prehistoric: Unlimited Opening Crit

"This... how is this possible?"

"How could Liu Ming be unscathed?"

"Big brother, let's not completely irritate Liu Ming!"

"...!"

Inside the Yuxu Palace, the Twelve Golden Immortals who were presiding over the great formation were all shocked and unbelievable.

This is the formation of Sage, how could it be broken so easily by Liu Ming?

Could it be that Liu Ming's perception of Dao has surpassed that of Sage?

How can this be?

Just as the twelve golden immortals in Yuxu Palace were shocked, Liu Ming showed a disdainful expression on his face, and snorted coldly: "This kind of rubbish breaks the formation, and it deserves to be exposed in front of the poor road!"

"roll!"

At this moment, Liu Ming was surrounded by magic power, and the power of the law was endless.

Since coming to Biyou Palace, Liu Ming has revealed his full strength for the first time.

"This...Is this the peak of the early stage of the quasi-sage?"

"How can this be?"

"This son is no more than a human race, how could it be so strong?"

"Is this still Nuwa Sage, a fabricated human race?"

Ran Deng's face was pale, and she muttered in disbelief.

Inside Biyou Palace, the Twelve Golden Immortals who were presiding over the great formation also showed a shocked expression.

At the beginning, Liu Ming was apprentice to Master Tongtian, but only Celestial Immortals early stage was not as good as them.

But how many years have passed, Liu Ming has left them far behind.

I thought that after tens of thousands of years of hard work, I would be able to surpass Liu Ming.

Now it seems that the twelve golden immortals are too confident to explain and teach.

at this time.

With a wave of Liu Ming's sleeve robe, an irresistible force, in vain, bombarded towards the Sect formation.

boom!

Puff!

Along with a roar, the Twelve Golden Immortals who are presiding over the big formation in Biyou Palace, all gushing out with a mouthful of blood.

The Sect array was destroyed, and the powerful backlash force all attacked towards the body of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The Twelve Golden Immortals, who had suffered severe damage, fell from the ground without any resistance in the face of the strong backlash force of the Sect array.

"This...Is this the real strength of Big Brother?"

"This is too scary, right?"

"It's worthy of being the senior brother of Jiu Jiao who was appointed by the respected master. With such a strength, even if the poor Dao rides eight horses, it is difficult to catch up!"

"...!"

The Jiejiaomen who came out of the self-explanatory teaching Sect team saw this scene with a look of worship in their eyes.

At this moment, the mentor of Jiejiao was deeply impressed by Liu Ming.

Regardless of aptitude, heels, or strength, Liu Ming deserves it.

"Brothers, what do you say if you don't know how to explain and teach?"

"Beat him, beat him!"

For a time, Bi traveled outside the palace, and the momentum was mighty, and even many of the teachers, clenched their fists, eager to try.

"You can do it, but remember, we cut back and never trade at a loss!"

"There are some things that should be grabbed. If they are not acquainted, they just need to beat them to death and beat them to death!"

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Mingrao glanced at the teacher of the interpretation with interest, and shouted: "Beat him!"

"Fast, fast, fast, retreat, retreat!"

Ran Lan looked at the mentor who was close at hand, and turned his head quickly and shouted.

Fearing to be late, the teaching was intercepted and rubbed on the ground.

"Hmph, want to escape, do you think it's possible?"

Liu Ming's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the gate of Biyou Palace.

At this moment, the thousands of disciples of Chanjiao suddenly fell into a dilemma.

There is Liu Ming in the front and cultivator who teaches tens of thousands in the back.

This walk was also beaten, and if he didn't walk, he was beaten violently.

The disciples of Chanjiao turned their heads and asked for help.

"Liu Ming, this is Yuanshi Sage's dojo!"

"If you act like this, aren't you afraid that Yuanshi Sage will be blamed?"

Faced with the threat of burning the lantern, Liu Ming's eyes disdainfully snorted: "Shao Temei used Sage to scare Pang Dao, really think Pang Dao was scared?"

"Furthermore, you have Sage for interpretation and teaching, don't we have Sage for interception and teaching?"

Before Liu Ming finished speaking, the person who explained the teaching was instantly cut off from the inside and outside of the teaching, and the surrounding water was impenetrable.

After a while, the screaming screamed, and the self-explanatory disciple began to hesitate.

A few breaths of time passed.

I saw the interpreter, unkempt, all over his body, and no place was intact.

It can be said that the disciples of interpretation at this time have nothing else but a tone.

Even Magic Treasures were intercepted and robbed.

Looking at the educator who was lying on the ground in various poses in front of him, Liu Ming said indifferently: "You people, you just owe you a beating. If you hand over these things early, will you suffer from these flesh and blood?"

"Ugh……!"

"Why bother?"

"Poor Dao is merciful, but you are forced to work hard!"

As soon as the voice fell, many interpreters, all of their inner blood flowed back, and a stream of blood spewed out.

Are you kind enough to beat us like this?

If you are kind, why would you be like the bandits and let people snatch our Magic Treasures?

"What? Look at your eyes, are you dissatisfied?"

"Come on, whoever refuses, come over and play a few tricks with the poor!"

Hearing this, the disciples of the interpreter sank their heads like a deflated balloon.

The vice-master of the sect of interpretation was all hammered by Liu Ming.

"Master, how should I deal with these things?"

at this time.

Daoist brought dozens of disciples to teach, holding a large number of Magic Treasures, and asked.

"Fuck, this explanation is too fat, right?"

"All low-grade Lingbao!"

As everyone knows, these Magic Treasures were all refined by Yuanshi Tianzun and presented to the people of Chanjiao as a meeting ceremony.

This is also because Yuanshi Tianzun asked too much when accepting disciples before he dared to do so.

If the interpretation of teaching is replaced by the cutting of teaching, I am afraid that Yuanshi Tianzunguang will refine these Magic Treasures for tens of thousands of years, and it will be difficult to get out.

Liu Ming took the Magic Treasures in the hands of Daoist and Daoist, turned around and led the Jiejiaomen, and flew towards Biyou Palace.

Before leaving, Liu Ming did not forget to warn and explain the teachings. When he sees the disciples of Jiejiao in the future, he must walk on a detour.

Otherwise, see once, beat once.

Seeing the vastly departed Jiejiaomen, Biyou outside the palace, and thousands of disciples of Chanjiao outside the palace, there was an expression of unwillingness in their eyes.

Some people even regretted the disciples who had been teaching before, and they were too soft-hearted.

If time could go back, they would definitely beat the person who had been taught before Liu Ming returned to Kunlun.

On the way back to Biyou Palace, Liu Ming called in his mind: "System, system...!"

"Ding……!"

"Enlighten Master, what's your order!"

The crisp voice of the system resounded in Liu Ming's mind.

"The system, critically strikes all the Magic Treasures in my body to the strongest posture!"

"As long as it is not destroyed, it doesn't matter if the rank is low!"

As soon as the voice fell, a series of system prompts sounded leisurely in Liu Ming's mind.

"Congratulations to the host, for obtaining the best Xiantian Magic Treasures, Ice Sword!"

"Congratulations to the host, get the mid-range Magic Treasures, Meteor Hammer!"

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