Rebirth of the East Prince: The strongest Hunyuan in the prehistoric

After breaking through the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, Dongwanggong left Abbot Island again.

Tens of thousands of years have passed since the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans swore an oath of heaven to officially establish their clan. With the expansion in all directions, the murders committed by the monks of the three clans have become extremely serious, but they have no idea that they are already burdened with karma.

The fate of the three tribes was miserable, and it can be said that these pitiful people must be hateful.

Not only within the four seas, but also on the ancient continent, the calamity aura is extremely strong. Under the influence of the calamity aura, the creatures who enter the calamity will be affected by the calamity aura as long as they do not have treasures to protect themselves, and become bloodthirsty.

The weak may even lose their minds.

However, most of those who can be affected by the tribulation energy are prehistoric creatures who have not yet attained enlightenment. Those who have attained great supernatural powers like Dong Wanggong have no influence at all.

Judging from the intensity of the calamity energy, the war between the three clans will probably start soon. Duke Dongwang knew that there were demons behind this. Even the innate gods and demons such as Sanqing could not come out, but he came out.

In the Taoist temple, even though he knew that Luo Hu's cultivation was so high that he was no match for him, he still decided to go into trouble alone.

He wanted to go to the west of the ancient continent to prepare for the next plan.

At the junction of the east and west of the ancient continent, a stream of light flashed, and a lotus flower clustered with purple air fell to the ground, transforming into a charming and enlightened immortal, who was the Eastern Prince who came from the East China Sea.

With a wave of his sleeves, the Taoist lotuses all around him disappeared. This was a Zhiyang lotus escape method he realized from the "Zhiyang Dao Jing" after breaking through to the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. In an instant, he could travel thousands of miles.

It's great when you're on the road.

Now that they have arrived near the Western Continent, the Eastern Prince can no longer use such a conspicuous escape technique. He came here just to secretly explore and make some arrangements. He never wants to face Luo Hu head-on. Demon Ancestor

His destined opponent is not him, but the one from Yujing Mountain.

At this time, the boundary between the East and the West was not as clear as it would be in later generations. They were both prehistoric continents with beautiful bells and abundant innate spiritual energy. It was the later war that led to the damage to the Western land lines, lack of spiritual energy, and the overall monastic state was far worse than

In the East, several Yuanhui could not recover.

So much so that during the saint period, the two people in the West were almost unable to become saints due to their lack of background. Finally, they made great aspirations to advance the holy throne to Heaven.

Entering the west of the ancient continent, although the innate aura is not much different, the aura of calamity is also much stronger. The East Prince understands that the demon monks are bloodthirsty by nature, and the war between the three clans was provoked by them, so it will be like this

The scenery is also reasonable.

When they reached a place, Prince Dong lowered his head of clouds and unfolded his spiritual consciousness to explore the direction of the earth's veins.

When he came here this time, in addition to exploring the reality of the demon clan, the most important thing was to find out the western land lines and protect them so that when the Dao Demon War broke out, he could also protect as much of the western spiritual land as possible.

In the future, if the earth line is destroyed by a war, all participants will definitely bear the karma of cause and effect. His action of protecting the line is to eliminate his own karma, and secondly, it will also benefit the prehistoric world and should be able to obtain some heavenly merits.

On this day, at the foot of a fairy mountain, Dongwang Gongzheng set up the Zhiyang Formation to protect the earth's veins. In his consciousness, he saw a group of several demon monks approaching from afar. He thought about it, but did not avoid it.

Instead of opening, he sat cross-legged.

After approaching a hundred miles, this group of demons noticed him and flew straight towards him.

"Who are you and why are you here in the land of my demon clan?"

There are a total of eight demon monks, none of whom have high levels of cultivation, and the leader is only in the realm of Xuanxian, but they all have ferocious faces and full of evil aura.

Duke Dongwang glanced at them with great interest, but before he could speak, these demon monks directly grabbed the spiritual treasures and killed them.

As expected, he was a demon clan with a strong murderous intention, but in the eyes of Duke Dong, a monk with this level of cultivation was like an ant. He remained motionless and let out a light drink.

Purple energy flew out, immobilizing a group of demons, and the demons were refined in the sun. In the blink of an eye, a group of demon monks were refined into ashes and scattered.

Suddenly a few wisps of merit energy fell, and Duke Dong Wang was surprised. He knew that demons committed many evil crimes and were displeased by heaven, but he did not expect that killing such little demons would also bring merits, although the merits were not much.

It's better than nothing, just accept the merit.

The demon monk used evil energy to refine his body, and his body was powerful. At the same level, he was much stronger than the Taoist monks. The East Prince pondered for a moment and then continued his unfinished work.

For a hundred years, the Eastern Prince flew around the western realm on clouds, sometimes using his spiritual consciousness to detect spiritual veins, and sometimes descending to make arrangements. During this time, he set up a total of 900 Zhiyang formations, but this formation did not kill anyone.

It does not have the ability to hide, but he realized from the skill that its only function is to protect the spiritual veins.

A mere nine hundred formations are just a drop in the ocean for the vastness of the ancient West, but if placed in the Western world, it is already a meritorious deed.

In addition to setting up formations, in the past hundred years, Dongwanggong has also refined and killed many demons along the way. Taoist monks kill demons without any concern for cause and effect, so he has no worries.

Protecting millions of miles of spiritual veins was the limit of his late-stage Daluo Jinxian. He didn't want to stay in the west anymore, so he planned to turn around and wait for the war to begin. However, before he could go far, he suddenly received a warning from the soul.

With a heart palpitating, he couldn't help but sacrifice the twelfth-grade Yin Yang Dao Lotus.

The two qi of yin and yang had just risen, and then the ink light shone, and a sword came from the west.

The power of the sword is like a rainbow, and the evil energy reaches the sky. Its power is so powerful that it has only been seen since the birth of Dong Wanggong.

His face was extremely solemn, and he used the power of Yang to activate the Dao Lotus, and the Yin and Yang Qi were fully activated.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the mountains shook, and the fluorescent light on Daolian flashed continuously. Dongwanggong ducked and retreated hundreds of miles before he was able to shed his unparalleled power.

"A mere Daluo Jinxian, you can take my sword without getting hurt. Junior, who are you?"

After a cold voice, the space in front of him rippled, and then it was torn open. A figure wearing a black robe, stepping on an ink treasure map, and with surging demonic energy came out of the void.

Seeing its shape and power, Prince Dong suddenly thought of someone, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Rahu!"

"You actually know my name."

Luo Hu was greatly surprised. He did not expect that the junior Duke Dong Wang had not only great fighting prowess, but also considerable knowledge.

"Now that I know my name, I will kill you without restraint!"

Luo Hu's tone was calm, but he carried an extremely powerful aura, as if he could control life and death.

At this time, Duke Dongwang was extremely horrified. Although he had extraordinary fighting power, he knew that he was no match for a late-stage quasi-sage like Luo Hu, but he still sensed that his vitality had not been lost.

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly had an idea and blurted it out.

"No, you have not transcended the realm of Daluo Jinxian. You are not Luohu himself, but a clone of the soul!"

"Junior, you do have some knowledge."

Luo Hu spoke calmly, then spoke harshly.

"Even if it's just my clone, do you think you can escape from my hands?"

"Whether it's possible or not, you'll know once you try it."

At this time, Duke Dongwang was full of fighting spirit. He stretched out his hand and held the Pure Yang Sword, the best innate spiritual treasure, in his hand.

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