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

"My little friend, Pindao has a lot of treasures on his body, including quite a few of the best innate spiritual treasures. Do you really want to exchange the Immortal Trap Sword for this fierce and rare treasure?"

Hongjun just reminded him calmly, but he couldn't hear his wishes.

"I still hope that senior will make it happen."

Duke Dongwang is very determined. If he can't get the treasure, the God-killing Spear is indeed the most suitable one for him.

"In that case, then it will be as you wish."

Hongjun agreed without saying another word.

Duke Dong Wang received the God-killing Spear, and a murderous intention rushed straight into his heart. It was indeed a supremely ferocious weapon that was famous throughout history. With this change, he was not surprised but overjoyed, and suppressed the murderous intention with his magic power.

Down.

"Little friend, this god-killing spear is a killing weapon, and it has been contaminated with demonic energy for many years. You need to refine it well and get rid of the boundless evil energy before you can complete the sacrifice. Otherwise, you will be easily affected by the demonic energy.

Mind.”

After the exchange of the two treasures was completed, Hongjun did not forget to remind Duke Dong.

"Junior understands, thank you senior for reminding me."

"In this way, you and I will say goodbye. My friend, you have good qualifications and extraordinary luck. You should be a good candidate for Hunyuan. You should follow the destiny and not go against it. You should do more meritorious deeds and then practice but there are some unknowns.

, you can go to Yujing Mountain to find me."

At this time, Hongjun sounded almost like a spokesman for the way of heaven. Duke Dong secretly thought that he still planned to go to that step.

The paths of the two are completely different. At this time, Hongjun is at the pinnacle of quasi-sage and is unattainable.

But Dongwang Gong’s goal is not to be restrained and to be a real Xiaoyao Immortal. But after ten Yuanhui, hundreds of Yuanhui, and tens of millions of Yuanhui, we can wait and see who is higher and who is lower.

After bidding farewell to Hongjun, Prince Dong didn't stay nearby anymore. At this time, the western continent was not suitable for practicing.

Putting on the cloud head, he went straight to one place.

The destination is the junction of the East and the West, Zhen Yuanzi's dojo, the Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain. After many years of getting along, the two of them have already become irreversible. They have agreed before that after the incident in the West, they will meet in the temple. When the matter is over,

He just went there.

Approaching the border of the East, after the calamity was over, living beings could be seen walking on the mainland along the way, and order was slowly being restored. This was beneficial to the prehistoric times. Prince Dong did not make any stop and quickly rushed to the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

Just as the clouds descended, I heard laughter coming from the top of the mountain.

"Brother Dao is back in good health, and I am relieved!"

Zhen Yuanzi came down the mountain to greet him in person. This was not surprising. After all, Duke Dongwang had given him a blessing. What was surprising was that Hongyun was also there.

"Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan seems to have gained quite a lot, so that's really gratifying. Fellow Taoist Hongyun, you are a poor Taoist!"

When Dong Wangong landed, he saw that Zhen Yuanzi had a faint aura of mysterious merit all over his body. Apparently, like him, he had not been refined to improve his cultivation. He nodded secretly, thinking that the other party was indeed very high-spirited and indeed extraordinary.

Among all the top innate gods and demons in the prehistoric times, Dongwanggong had the most favorable impressions of Yuanzi in this town. In addition to the fact that he was indeed a true immortal who had achieved Taoism, he was unconcerned with the world and devoted himself to cultivating Taoism, which also pleased him.

This is also the reason why he is willing to make friends.

When the three of them arrived at Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun began to complain.

"Fellow Taoist Zhiyang, why did you only take Taoist Zhenyuan with you to do the work of exterminating demons and protecting the Tao to gain merit, but you didn't invite me to go with you? You are really not very particular."

After Hong Yun finished speaking, before he could speak, Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly explained: "Hong Yun, don't talk nonsense. This trip to the West is extremely dangerous. I can hardly protect myself with the book in my possession. Brother Zhiyang Taoist Brother

I don’t want you to be in danger, so I didn’t invite you, it’s really for your own good.”

After hearing this, Hongyun sighed and fell silent. He obviously knew his shortcomings, and it was indeed the lack of spiritual treasures that he could take advantage of.

"Fellow Taoist Hongyun, you don't have to be like this. Heaven is the Lord, and the opportunities that belong to you will always come. Just wait patiently."

Prince Dong was standing by to comfort him.

The three of them talked about the battle between Dao Demons. Although Zhen Yuanzi participated in it, he had never witnessed the battle on Mount Xumi. However, even if he had not witnessed it, Luo Hu's self-destruction triggered the explosion of the spiritual veins in the west. He was personally involved in this catastrophe.

What he experienced was that the power of calamity was really astonishing, and the brightness of heaven also made him terrified.

When Dongwanggong mentioned the Immortal Killing Formation, the ancestors of Qiankun self-destructed, and the ancestors of Yin and Yang died, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun both sighed.

The three of them were chatting, when suddenly the ground shook, this time in the center of the prehistoric continent.

In a vast valley near Buzhou Mountain, the earth suddenly cracked and divine light shot out. Soon, a huge palace rose slowly from the evil aura that filled the sky, reaching ten thousand feet before settling.

The palace is extremely majestic, shining in all directions, and the three Taoist inscriptions on the palace gate are shining, exuding the supreme Taoist meaning.

"Pangu Hall."

Suddenly there was a heartbeat in the hall, from low to loud, until it resounded throughout the earth. Then, behind the hall, a pool with a radius of a hundred miles suddenly formed, and it was filled with blood.

Another hundred years passed, and twelve balls of hot blood suddenly flew out from the blood pool.

In the rumbling sound, twelve huge creatures with a size of one hundred feet were transformed. They had different shapes, but they all looked like they were filled with evil spirits.

As soon as the twelve creatures were born, they would make a "wuwu" sound and spread throughout the ancient world, and they were called the ancestral witches of the witch clan.

These twelve ancestral witches call themselves Dijiang, who can control space and speed; Jumang, who can control wood; Zhurong, who can control fire; Liaoshou, who can control metal; Gonggong, who can control water

; Hou Tu, has the ability to control earth; Xuan Ming, can control ice, snow and rain; Qiang Liang, can control thunder; Zhu Jiu Yin, has the ability to control time; Tian Wu, has the ability to control wind; Xizi, can control lightning,

Shebi corpse has the ability to control poison.

After being born one after another, the twelve ancestral witches called each other brothers and sisters. After nearly a thousand years, they each transformed into innate Tao bodies. They were all extremely powerful physically, but none had the soul.

After the transformation, the twelve ancestral witches used magic to transform countless descendants from the blood pool, and established a clan next to Buzhou Mountain. After becoming the "Witch Clan", they quickly multiplied in the vicinity.

Because the Wu clan is transformed by essence and blood, most of them are aggressive and violent in character. They are the descendants of Pangu's essence and blood, so they call themselves Pangu Zhengzong. They do not practice the path of Yuanshen, do not respect heaven and earth, and only respect Pangu's father god.

When the witches were born, the evil energy of the ancient world surged again. Although it was much gentler than the demons, it also shocked the creatures of the ancient world.

Especially the Sanqing Taoists in the Kunlun Mountains. The three of them were transformed by Pangu Yuanshen and had always claimed to be from the Zhengzong Sect. However, this time there were actually other creatures competing for this title, and they all looked angry.

Not only them, Di Jun and Taiyi, who were already relatively powerful on the Sun Star, were also touched in their hearts, and seemed to have a natural dislike for this witch clan.

The great powers of the ancient times were all afraid of the Wu Clan, but at this time, Duke Dongwang, who was still in the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, felt very hot in his heart.

It's not that he has any special fondness for the Wu clan, but it's actually because he knows that this magnificent world of great war is about to begin.