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

"Daluo Jinxian!"

With just one thought, hundreds of golden immortals were wiped out in ashes. When the three Taiyi golden immortals of the dragon clan saw this, they were horrified.

In an instant, the three of them were the only ones left among the dragon clan that had originally arrived with great momentum.

No one can do such a method except the powerful Daluo Jinxian, and looking at this Taoist's magical powers, it seems that he is not an ordinary Daluo.

At this time, the three of them no longer had the arrogant attitude they had before, and when they saw Dong Wanggong's cold eyes, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"I don't know that this is the dojo of seniors. I have offended many people. Please forgive me, senior. I will leave right now."

Taiyi Jinxian of the dragon clan spoke cautiously.

"When the three of us turn around, we will definitely report to our clan's senior Daluo Jinxian and come to visit us."

Seeing that Duke Dongwang was indifferent, these three monks from the Dragon Clan moved out the elders of the clan, which meant that there was also a Daluo Jinxian in the family.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

After hearing this, the Dragon Clan monk's expression changed drastically, and the three of them turned around and ran away without waiting for a moment.

Dong Wangong smiled coldly, reached out and grabbed the empty space, and the three of them escaped a hundred miles away. Then they felt that the spiritual energy around them was stagnant, and the Taoist body was frozen in place, unable to move at all.

The three Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan suddenly lost their souls. In desperation, they each transformed into three ink-colored sea dragons, trying to break free with the power of their original bodies.

This is obviously in vain.

Dong Wangong tapped his finger lightly, and three rays of pure Yang sword energy shot out, instantly piercing through the three sea dragons. The three souls escaped, but they still could not escape.

Raising his hand again, the soul was photographed approaching. He shook his hand and was immediately stunned.

In the distance, the casual cultivators in the East China Sea were waiting for the dragon monks to land on the island first to get a share of the pie. However, they did not expect that such a powerful person would appear. Seeing hundreds of dragons being killed in an instant, they were all horrified.

Seeing Duke Dong's eyes glancing towards him, they all hurriedly followed the instructions and retreated thousands of miles away.

The area thousands of miles away from Abbot Island was suddenly empty.

After being purified, Prince Dong did not want to commit any more sins, so he put away the three corpses and returned to the island.

As for the Sea Dragon Daluo Jinxian, he really didn't take it seriously. There was a big difference between Daluo and Daluo. There were only a few dragons in the dragon clan, such as Zulong and Zhulong, who could make Duke Dongwang fearful.

Moreover, Abbot Island is a fairy island descended from heaven. The innate protective formation is extremely powerful. It is controlled by a top Daluo Golden Immortal like Dong Wanggong. Even if the ancestral dragon comes, it may not be able to break it easily.

In fact, Prince Dong really wanted Zulong to come so that he could prove the gap between himself and one of the top combat powers in the ancient world.

Returning to the island, he named the sacred mountain where he was born Zhiyang Mountain, then collected spiritual materials and spent hundreds of years to refine a Taoist palace, named it Zhiyang Palace, and placed it on the top of the mountain, officially establishing the Zhiyang Palace.

Yang Dojo.

Although he is a form of pure yang energy, in this life, the Eastern Prince wants to follow the path of yang, and even the yin and yang complement each other to reach the Hunyuan.

After establishing the Taoist palace, he spent nearly a hundred years inspecting his Taoist temple. The island had just been born and there were no living creatures on the island. However, there were many innate spiritual roots and treasures. Of course, they were comparable to the three-light divine water and the twelve-level treasures.

There is no such thing as an innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus.

These resources were just dispensable to him, so Dong Wangong did not take them. After all, he would definitely establish the Zhiyang lineage in the future, so he would leave them to his disciples.

The prehistoric time passed by in a blink of an eye. Dongwanggong meditated in Zhiyang Dao Palace for nearly a hundred years. The cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian in the early stage was stable, and his realm was slowly advancing towards the middle stage.

On this day, the island shook greatly, and then there was a burst of shouting from outside.

"Ao Lie, the elder of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, is here. Taoist priests on the island, come out quickly to meet us."

"Finally here!"

Prince Dong smiled slightly and fled out of the island.

Outside Abbot Island, there are two dragon clansmen standing, both of them are Daluo monks. The leader is a purple-robed and golden spear man with a powerful appearance. He should be the dragon clan elder Ao Lie.

Seeing the appearance of Prince Dong, the two dragon clans' eyes froze. They were both Daluo Jinxian who transcended the long river of fate and had three flowers gathered at the top. Their spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful.

The person in front of me is surrounded by innate aura, with lotuses sprouting at every step. Just standing there makes me feel that the heaven and earth are in harmony. The innate yin and yang qi of the spiritual treasure under my feet are flowing. He is not an ordinary thing. He is obviously an innate divine person with great supernatural powers.

"Why did that Taoist kill me, a monk from the Mojiao clan?"

Next to Ao Lie, another short old man with a sinister expression should be the Great Luo Jinxian of the Black Dragon Clan.

"Trespassing to my Zhiyang Dojo and coveting my protective treasures is the way to death. You two had better restrain yourself from the family, otherwise there will be a few more dead souls under my pure Yang sword energy."

"Arrogant! You took over my Dragon Clan Immortal Island, not only took the treasure, but also killed our monks. Are you deceiving that our Dragon Clan has no one?"

"The treasures of the prehistoric fairy island are inhabited by virtuous people. How virtuous and capable are you, the dragon clan, trying to dominate the world?"

"Be bold!"

After Duke Dong Wang finished speaking, the old man Mo Jiao roared angrily and flew into the sky. Daluo Jinxian showed his full momentum and raised his fist to punch out.

The majestic Xuanshui swept across, burst out of the fist, turned into a dragon shadow, and attacked directly.

Dong Wanggong's face remained as usual, and the yin and yang Qi of the Dao Lotus under his feet rose slightly, protecting his whole body.

"Bang!"

The two Qi rippled slightly, and then remained motionless. With a flick of Dong Wanggong's finger, a ball of pure Yang Qi flew out, like a burning fire burning oil, inciting the surrounding aura and exploding.

"What!"

The Mojiao Da Luo Jinxian was frightened and hurriedly cast several defensive spells. However, the protection he built seemed to be in vain. It was instantly disintegrated by the power of pure Yang. He was hit in the chest and flew thousands of miles away like an arrow, hitting the sea.

He was directly knocked out of the thousand-foot-long dragon body.

There is also a huge gap in combat power between the Daluo Golden Immortals. Dong Wangong is the best in terms of inheritance, skills and spiritual treasures. But this Mojiao Daluo is just the opposite, and has such a result.

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"Be bold!"

Da Luo, his subordinate, collapsed at the first touch, and Ao Lie was shocked. Dong Wanggong's combat power was completely beyond his expectation. He shouted loudly, waved the golden gun in his hand, and drew bursts of fierce wind, stirring up the spiritual power.

There was a loud sound, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

They are both Da Luo Jinxian, but this Ao Lie is much more powerful than the previous Da Luo from the Black Dragon Clan. Dong Wangong stepped on the innate Yin and Yang Dao Lotus, his body moved slightly, and he ducked a hundred miles away to avoid the strong wind.

Then the three flowers above the head appeared, and the Pure Yang Sword, the best innate spiritual treasure among the human flowers, was held in his hand.

With a flick of the wrist, the body of the Pure Yang Sword was surrounded by lotuses of Taoism, and the electricity shot out, flying into the air, scattering pure Yang energy.

This pure Yang energy was vast and powerful, affecting the spiritual energy of the world. Waves of mysterious Taoist sounds sounded, and the strong wind was instantly eliminated without a trace. Then it transformed into a thousand-mile pure Yang sword array and enveloped Ao Lie.

"impossible!"

The power was so terrifying that once Ao Lie felt it, he found it difficult to resist.

"roar!"

A dragon roar came, the tiger came from the wind, the dragon came from the clouds, and in the clouds and mist, the body of a ten thousand-foot golden dragon appeared with the power of clouds and rain, showing the power of a true dragon.

Among the dragon clan, the golden dragon has the highest status and is the direct line of the true dragon. Ao Lie showed his true form because he felt a huge threat and used all his strength.

Seeing the ten thousand-foot-long golden dragon, Dongwanggong's expression remained unchanged. The three flowers on the top emitted the light of Taoism, and the pure Yang energy gathered in the sword formation, condensing a huge magical sword.

"cut!"

As soon as he uttered a word, he saw the giant sword slash down, hitting the dragon's body directly, causing huge waves all around.

The power of the clouds and rain carried by the real dragon was broken with a sword, and the bright red dragon's blood was sprinkled down, like blood rain from the sky, and the sea water within a hundred miles radius was dyed red.

As a huge reverse scale was cut off, the golden dragon fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards.

"boom!"

On the sea surface, the Pure Yang Sword Formation activated, and countless sword energy shot out, heading towards the dragon's body.

"I am the son of Zulong, please be lenient, fellow Taoist!"

Ao Lie screamed for mercy, and the sword energy was only three feet away from his body. Dongwanggong waved his sleeves and robes, the sword light dissipated, the pure Yang energy in the sky converged, and then his whole body disappeared in place.

Duke Dongwang finally stopped and did not kill Ao Lie, but it was not because he was afraid of his identity as the son of the ancestral dragon, but because at the last moment, he suddenly felt the soul.

A million miles away, there is an immortal island appearing in the world. After refining Abbot Island, he will have some sense of the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea. At this time, the one who suddenly appeared in the world is none other than Penglai Immortal, one of the Three Immortal Islands.

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