This wilderness is too dangerous

When the sky was busy, the land of prehistoric times also became bustling. A group of ancient witches were in action, and many great witches led the witch clan to travel around and teach the witch clan the method of bloodline true body.

In the south of prehistoric times, in a glorious mountain range, there are hundreds of millions of creatures living on this land.

At this moment, they gathered under a mountain peak, stretching for millions of miles.

Because from the top of the mountain, there was a sacred rhyme of Taoism, and waves of Taoism sounded.

All the creatures were immersed in the Tao sound and listened attentively.

Although their strength was extremely weak, they were just absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and had just begun to glimpse the way of cultivation, and could barely be called cultivators.

At the top of the mountain, the sacred eyes of the Taoist who was performing Taoism moved slightly, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

"According to Hongjun's classification, these creatures have not even achieved the status of true immortals, and the weak ones seem to be destroyed by a breath."

"But I didn't expect that only hundreds of millions of people could gather luck."

As countless creatures comprehended the way of Xuanmen and inhaled and exhaled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he actually felt a wisp of luck gathering according to the Xuanmen exercises.

Of course, most of them entered Xuanmen, but as a preacher, he also got a little share.

Although it was only a tiny bit that was so thin that it was undetectable, the important thing was that Hongjun did not lie to them.

The mere hundreds of millions of people had an obvious effect. The prehistoric world was so vast, and there were countless creatures.

Wait until he had preached to all the creatures in this Taoist temple, and then go out and continue.

As long as he continued to spread, the luck would not come rolling in!

Luck...In the early days before the way of heaven came out, perhaps only a few people knew about it.

After all, luck is an important resource for cultivation. The more gods know about it, the more fierce the competition becomes. This is also the reason why the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn kept it secret.

But now, the importance of luck is known to all the gods in the prehistoric world.

But when the gods understand it, it is too late. The whole prehistoric world has been divided up.

The starry sky is occupied by the star gods. Previously, there were Emperor Jun and Taiyi, and now there is Emperor Yuanlian.

Although the land is vast, the witch clan is strong in combing the veins. The phoenix clan dominates the south, the north is unified by the netherworld palace, and the east is even more powerful, such as Sanqing and Yuanchu Temple.

Only the north is a little chaotic, the netherworld palace occupies the center, and various sacred forces are scattered and separatist.

So Hongjun gave a way for the gods to gather luck without taking risks, and the gods accepted it happily, not just for the next Hongjun sermon.

However, just as his thoughts were surging and he was thinking about the future, a roar sounded.

"Disperse!"

The sound waves rolled, stirring up ripples in the void, dispersing the rhyme and sound of Tao.

"Oh no! Why is the Wuzu clan's ancestor here?"

The sacred man stood up suddenly, looking at the figure approaching rapidly from billions of miles away with an ugly face.

But in an instant, a mighty figure appeared in front of him.

"Hahaha, it turns out that it is Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of the witch, I am here to show my courtesy."

As the saying goes, you should not hit a smiling person, Lingmu Taoist smiled and saluted.

It is true that Hongjun has a grudge against the Wu clan, but what does it have to do with him, Lingmu Taoist?

What, you said that I, Lingmu, joined the Xuanmen.

So what?

Zhu Jiuyin glanced at Lingmu coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Who allowed you to spread the way of Xuanmen on the prehistoric land?"

Lingmu's expression froze, good guy, I am preaching in my own Taoist temple, what does it have to do with your Wu clan?

Aren't you meddling too much?

Lingmu took a deep breath, suppressed his resentment, and smiled stiffly:

"Ancestor Witch is joking. This place is my Taoist temple. I feel sorry for the suffering of the living beings who have no way to seek the Tao, so I preach a few words. This is in accordance with the way of heaven. Ancestor Witch blamed me wrongly."

Lingmu said euphemistically, but the implication was clear.

This is my territory. What does it have to do with your witch clan that I teach the living beings ruled by my Taoist temple?

And this is the intention of Daluo, which is also in accordance with the way of heaven and educate all living beings. Are you going against heaven by your witch clan to punish me this time?

Facing the soft nail of Lingmu Taoist, Zhu Jiuyin sneered, "Use Hongjun to pressure me?"

"I dare not, just to let the ancestor witch know that my preaching is my own business, ancestor witch, please go back."

Lingmu looked indifferent. He didn't want to offend the witch clan, but he was also a powerful person who broke through to the late stage of Taiyi Jinxian. Besides, he had Hongjun Daluo to rely on, so he didn't have to be overly afraid.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said, "Okay, very good!"

"This ancestor witch will let you die knowingly. On this prehistoric land, no one is allowed to spread the way of Xuanmen without the permission of my witch clan."

"You..." Lingmu Taoist's face changed. When he was about to shout angrily, he saw Zhu Jiuyin raised his hand and punched him.

"How can this be? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Lingmu Taoist shouted angrily, and a spiritual treasure wooden staff struck out horizontally.

The blood and energy shook the void, and the spiritual treasure tore the sky.

The next moment, when they collided with each other, a violent roar resounded through the world.

The surging blood and the law of immortal light collided, and it was unknown how many trillions of miles of mountains and rivers were wiped out, turning mountains into plains and plains into abysses.

The terrible aftermath swept out, and Zhu Jiuyin's eyes slightly frowned. The law of time was agitated, and his figure wandered in the years of time.

In just a moment, all the creatures within a radius of billions of miles were moved away.

But at the moment when Zhu Jiuyin was distracted, the eyes of the spiritual wood Taoist moved, and the wooden staff in his hand waved. Thousands of laws gathered, and endless magic power condensed on the staff body, and pointed at Zhu Jiuyin fiercely.

"Boom!"

The heaven and earth are wailing, the myriad ways are trembling, a terrifying aura spreads, shaking the eternal universe, the late Taiyi strongman, the laws are so surging, the magic power is so vast and boundless.

This attack, locking the time and years, undoubtedly directly hit Zhu Jiuyin's chest.

Zhu Jiuyin's figure paused slightly, sneered and said: "What a mysterious sacred!"

"The so-called preaching is nothing more than using these trillions of lives as chess pieces to squeeze out luck!"

Lingmu's attack just now obviously disregarded the life and death of these lives. Perhaps in his opinion, it can allow him to take the lead, and the lives of the mere ants are not worth mentioning at all.

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin was a little angry, and the vast aura burst out. He no longer concealed his own blood power, and jumped up from the middle stage of Taiyi, and directly burst out with a powerful power comparable to the late Taiyi.

Yes, in these days, the prehistoric sacreds have benefited from Hongjun's preaching.

But the witch clan was also not idle. After combing the earth's veins, the ancestor witches all went to the blood sea to practice in seclusion.

With the support of the boundless blood sea and the endless bloody energy for the ancestor witches to refine, the strength of the ancestor witches also increased rapidly. Although not all of them broke through, more than half of them entered the late Taiyi realm.

Crack! Crack!

"How is this possible?!!"

Taoist Lingmu looked at the cracks on the spiritual treasure in his hand, and looked at Zhu Jiuyin with horror.

This is a congenital middle-grade spiritual treasure. There are cracks after just one encounter. It is heartbreaking and shocking.

The true body of the ancestor witch is so strong? !

Although Zhu Jiuyin showed blood power comparable to the late Taiyi, it is too incredible to rely on his body to damage the congenital spiritual treasure.

"The prehistoric land does not need your mysterious sacred preaching." Zhu Jiuyin raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Facing the sacred spiritual treasure of the late Taiyi, he fought back with the strongest bloodline true body.

Before he finished speaking, he threw a punch, simple and straightforward, and unparalleled!

Boom! !

How heavy was that fist?

Just the residual power of the fist overturned the magic array restriction of the Yiwanli Daochang!

"So what if I am a Taiyi late-stage ancestor witch? We are at the same level, and I still have the blessing of the Daochang. What can you do to me? Suppress me!"

The spirit wood roared, urging the spiritual treasure to fight back, while the Yuanshen urged the entire Daochang, and infinite light bloomed brilliantly. This world followed the will of the master of the Daochang and suppressed the powerful enemy.

The collision of two Taiyi late-stage strongest people is so terrifying!

One side is the purest bloodline true body from Pangu, and the other side is the power of the law that is faintly the orthodox of heaven and earth.

The next moment, the terrible power met and erupted with a shocking impact. (End of this chapter)