Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 181

Li Xuan followed Xuanyuantai out of the imperial study room and walked in the capital of Dagan, looking at the city defense formation and the army.

Xuanyuantai asked:

"Master, how are they doing now?"

Li Xuan smiled and said:

"Don't worry, they are safe and sound at this time."

Xuanyuantai nodded:

"That's good."

Li Xuan took a look at Xuanyuantai and said lightly:

"The last battle of God's Domain seemed to be a big setback for you."

Last time the battle of God's Domain, it was okay before the Dao Destruction organization came, and after the Dao Destruction organization appeared, Xuanyuantai was basically crushed.

Moreover, Xuanyuantai's realm was higher than the others' realms at that time. On the contrary, he was crushed, and it was inevitable that there would be a gap in his heart.

Xuanyuantai looked ashamed:

"Master, I..."

"I can't figure out why I was at a higher level at the time, but I was far inferior to the brothers and sisters."

Li Xuan said lightly:

"In the battle of the immortal ranks, realm spells and so on are of course important,"

"But more importantly, it's physique, true meaning, and magic weapon."

"Although your big brother does not have a powerful magic weapon, he can only be invincible if he has such an unparalleled strong body and true intention."

"Your second senior sister, third senior brother, although you don't have an incomparably powerful physique, you have terrifying true meaning and magic weapons."

"So, their strength is far beyond the realm."

"Your realm is strong and majestic, but you don't have a good grasp and temper of your true meaning and physique, and there is no really powerful magic weapon,"

"After you learned martial arts in the martial arts field with those few, you were immersed in the affairs of the court and didn't delve into it."

"When encountering those immortals in the Heavenly Court, they can still be crushed across borders."

"When you encounter real hard stubble, you will be stretched."

Xuanyuantai's eyes widened:

"I see."

"Master, I..."

Li Xuan's brain collapsed and hit Xuanyuantai's head:

"You have an elm head, wouldn't you have a clone for dealing with government affairs?"

Xuanyuantai glared at him and suddenly realized:

"Can it still be like this,"

"But Master, I don't know how to do it."

Li Xuan stretched out his hand to cover his forehead:

"You won't, I will, so will your big brother, this kind of small spell, hey, don't talk about you."

Li Xuan moved his fingers together, forming a little white mist:

"come over."

Xuanyuantai hurriedly leaned over, Li Xuan pointed his finger on his forehead, and a little white mist fell into Xuanyuantai’s mind.

Li Xuan said lightly:

"This clone technique is called Yiqi Huasanqing."

"Able to transform into a clone with a trace of divine heat."

"Of course, the strength of the clone is definitely far inferior to the main body."

"But putting it in the palace is more than enough."

"Also, your brothers and sisters all have good magic weapons. You can't just hold the fairy-level magic weapons."

As he said, Li Xuan flipped his palm, and a yellow banner appeared in his hand.

"This treasure is named"

Feeling the exercises in his mind, Xuanyuan Tai Zuoyi said:

"Thank you, Master."

Li Xuan waved his hand:

"Return to the martial arts field, practice hard,"

"Although you are a human emperor, your own strength is not the most important, but you can't pull your hips too much."

"Okay, so be it."

With that, Li Xuan's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Xuanyuantai bowed to the direction of Li Xuan's departure:

"Disciple, respectfully send Master."

Upper Realm, the holy land of the heavenly race.

The Lord of the Celestial Clan sat on the high seat, and a Celestial Clan monk stepped forward and bowed down on the steps:

"Lord."

The Lord of the Celestial Clan lowered his eyelids and said lightly:

"speak."

The monk of the tribe of that day said solemnly:

"Our people have found a female nun who is suspected to be Li Shaozi."

Huh!

The Lord of the Celestial Race suddenly opened his eyes and leaned over to stare at the monk of that race:

"Li Shaozi?"

"Speak clearly, what's the matter?"

The man told about what happened in the Shenlou one by one:

"Although she uses Purple Red Thunder, we are familiar with the breath of the Primordial Thunder Clan, and we are basically certain that it is the strongest method of the Primordial Thunder Clan, the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Method."

The Lord of the Celestial Clan squinted slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes:

"Shen Lou Bai Ao, who was once dying of form and spirit, now comes to Shen Lou for revenge."

"Li Shazi, who was once so desolate, has become Bai Ao's senior sister again,"

"Xuantian, entered the deepest part of the Heavenly Jedi again,"

"Humph, interesting, interesting."

"It seems that this Xuantian school came prepared, ready to make a big move in the upper realm."

The monk below said in a deep voice:

"Lord, how should we deal with it? Do you want to cover the sky city..."

The Lord of the Celestial Clan turned gloomy, and said solemnly:

"Chenkong, this bastard, won't be able to hand someone to someone, maybe, there is still collusion with that Xuantian."

"Go, catch me the monks in the building of the gods and the remnants of the Taigu Lei clan."

"Don't let any of them go, catch me hundreds of miles away from Zhetian City,"

"Release the news, three days later, all of them will be killed."

"I want to see if these guys will come out."

The monk's face was a bit solemn:

"Lord, they are from the Xuantian Clan now, after all, Patriarch Xuantian, even the mad elder of the Snow Mountain is jealous and willing to be a man."

"If he really has Dao Jing cultivation base, what should we do?"

The Lord of the Celestial Clan laughed and said:

"How about Taoism?"

"There is a realm behind them, is there no realm behind my Celestial Clan?

The monk was full of joy, and he raised his hand and stretched it upward:

"You mean, the top, will make a move?"

The Lord of the Celestial Clan laughed and said:

"Just go."

"Yes." The monk went away.

Zhetiancheng.

In a dilapidated blacksmith's shop, the topless man is smashing his hands to forge a hammer.

Beneath the bronzed skin is the knotted tendon flesh, which is as tough as steel under the light of the fire.

Suddenly, the forging hammer he raised froze in the air, and slowly turned his head, revealing a stubborn and sloppy face, and his pupils trembled slightly in his muddy eyes.

In the reflection of his eyes, there is a long-haired girl in a plain robe.

Huang Zun looked at the plain robe and didn't dare to believe:

"姹...Purple?"

Ziyuan's eyes were red and choked:

"Huang Zun, I'm sorry, I've hurt you."

boom!

The forging hammer in Huang Zun's hand fell to the ground in an instant, and the whole person was a little at a loss, surprised and happy, and wiped and wiped his hands on the dark apron:

"you are not……"

Shion said:

"I was reincarnated to the lower realm and was accepted as a disciple by my master, so I was able to return to this place."

Huang Zun was a little at a loss, looking at the monkey and Jun Ao behind Ziyuan:

"These two are?"

Ziyuan quickly introduced:

"This is Monkey King, my big brother."

"This is my third junior brother, Jun Ao."

"This time, we are here with Jun Ao."

Huang Zun looked at Jun Ao:

"Jun Ao, I have heard of it."

"The sword god Bai Ao is reincarnated. You have caused a lot of trouble this time."