Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

On this day, on the top of the highest mountain above the Star, suddenly a gust of wind and clouds gathered here, lightning and thunder in the sky, like a vision of heaven and earth.

As the so-called mountain climbs to the top of the man-made peak, Linger stands proudly on the top of the mountain, quite a feeling of stratus clouds.

She fell into an unprecedented strange epiphany. She felt that the Own Lingtai was clear and bright, and her heart was extremely calm. Suddenly she sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, and quietly felt the magic that was running between the heaven and the earth. Not far away, Daoist also noticed this scene, his gaze floated here, watching closely what was about to happen here.

Suddenly, Ling'er's body burst into circles of golden light, extremely dazzling and dazzling, almost dispelling the divine light of the sun in the sky.

Shichen Daoist was dumbfounded, as experienced as him, how could he fail to see it, this is like a scene about to break through.

It has to be said that the Daoist Daoist's dojo is really an excellent place. Ling'er has practiced here for more than three hundred years and has quite a lot of insights, which has already been accumulated in his heart. Today, it happened to be in epiphany.

After half a day, the voice of thunder disappeared, Ling'er's face remained unchanged, and her expression remained the same, as if she had only experienced a small storm, but now Ling'er was the pinnacle of the quasi-sage.

"My little friend, it's so gratifying and congratulations."

Shichen Daoist couldn't help but came forward to congratulate him.

Linger replied: "I am grateful to senior for protecting me."

Shichen Daoist was full of emotions. When this little friend was still in the late stage of the quasi-sage, he was able to come and go in the chaos. Ruyi Scepter was chic and comfortable. Now he has reached the realm of the quasi-sage's peak. For her, isn’t that flat?

This is good, I have benefited a lot, and I still have to thank senior.

When Daoist dare to take credit, he only said: "It's still a little friend's chance, but the poor way is just going the boat."

"Senior, it's time to say goodbye, and Junior will resign today."

After being promoted to the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint, Ling'er didn't need to stay here anymore, there were more opportunities waiting for her in the chaos.

Shichen Daoist didn't want to stay, but said: "Well, since the little friend has decided to leave, the old man can only send him a ride."

But Ling'er smiled and said: "No, senior, please stay here. If Junior has a chance in the future, he will definitely discuss tea with senior again."

"Oh Well."

In this way, when Daoist watched him, Ling'er left the star field, and she began to parade aimlessly in the chaos.

Chaos is infinite. She came to Chaos this time. In fact, there was another main thing she did, which was to find the three great quasi-sages who lived here, Fuxi god-tier, Zizai Daoist and Styx ancestor.

This old man is a powerful and important person in the predicament, but he is trapped in the chaos and is missing.

In the Wa Palace, Xu Qing and Nuwa sat together, each drinking tea.

"In my opinion, Old Ancestor Styx shouldn't have any major incidents." Nuwa said thoughtfully.

Xu Qing nodded slightly, and he still agreed with Nuwa's statement.

After all, the origin of Styx is still in the wilderness, because even if his body is destroyed, he will be reborn in the sea of ​​blood, so relatively speaking, among these three people, Styx is also the safest That one.

Suddenly, Empress Nuwa asked again: "Brother Xu, I have always had a doubt in my heart, and I hope Brother Xu can help me solve the doubt."

"What the Nuwa fellow daoist is talking about, what do you want, but it doesn't matter if you say it, the poor Dao must know everything and say everything." Xu Qing said very readily.

Nuwa smiled and said, "The Daoist Daoist has great magical powers. He had been stirred up in the West Sea before. This person has never been known in the predicament, but suddenly became the first and half saint of the predecessors. I am afraid that this person and Brother Xu have something to do. Is it related?"

Xu Qing smiled awkwardly when he heard the words, and said: "It's true that this person is indeed one of the three corpses of the poor daoist, and it makes fellow daoist laugh."

Nuwa thoughtfully, this was the same as she had expected, and said: "I'll just say, such supernatural powers are definitely not something that Quasi-San can have, it really is."

...

In the chaos, in a dark space.

The three great quasi-sages woke up one after another.

"Black mosquito Daoist, what do you want?" Daoist said with a cold tone.

"Black mosquito Daoist?" The ancestor of Styx and God-tier Fuxi looked at each other. They thought about the name, as if they wanted to find the memory of this person in their minds, but in the end to no avail.

"Brother Zizai, do you recognize this guy?" the ancestor of Styx asked.

Free Daoist sneered: "Pan Dao only knows a little bit."

The black mosquito Daoist quickly disappeared from his own appearance. He seemed to turn a deaf ear to Daoist's question, and soon another group of people in black came here one after another.

They wore black robes, covered their faces with black mist, and they all looked the same. They looked the same, and even their voices were the same, without the slightest characteristic at all. They were cold, just like the black mosquito Daoist's voice.

"How is this possible? How come there are so many Daoist black mosquitoes?" Daoist was surprised.

He is the one who knows the black mosquito Daoist best among the three. He knows that the Cultivation Base of the black mosquito Daoist is extremely powerful and has reached the terrible Sage Realm. Although he has never cultivation Hunyuan Avenue, when he was fighting against his own deity, even if he was own The main body also used some small tricks to defeat this person.

Because these people in black each exude an aura of compulsion, this is not something that a clone can have, and they are whispering at this moment, seeming to be talking about something, obviously they each have independent consciousness and feelings.

"What's going on?" Zizai Daoist was shocked.

If these people are exactly the same as the Black Mosquito Daoist, it means that they also have the same strength as the Black Mosquito Daoist, which is really terrifying.

You know, every Sage in the predicament is commendable, and the appearance of one is the blessing of heaven, the mercy of Heavenly Dao.

In front of me, there are more than a dozen people who are exactly the same as the black mosquito Daoist. This has completely subverted Daoist's cognition. The main road is fifty, and Tianyan's forty-nine escapes one. Nine is the extreme number. It's okay if it's full.

In a space, how can it be possible to withstand so much Sage's power?

Daoist didn't dare to continue thinking about it. It seemed that the horror in the chaos was far beyond his imagination.

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