Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

With that, Huang Zun squatted down and picked up the forging hammer and extinguished the stove.

At this moment, a monk came over:

"Huangzun, I'll get the sword."

Huang Zun waved his hand:

"Come back tomorrow, it's closed today."

"Hey!" The monk akimbo his hips:

"What's the situation with your kid, ah! I clearly said that..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Zun raised his head and glanced at him.

The moment their eyes met, the monk seemed to see a beast that had chosen someone to eat.

When he reached his mouth, he swallowed back instantly, snorted coldly, and turned around and left.

Huang Zun glanced at Jun Ao, frowned, and asked:

"I heard that after you destroyed Bai Qiong, you left your cronies in the God Tower?"

Jun Ao was startled and nodded:

"Yes."

Huang Zun looked at Ziyuan:

"Sizi, how many people know your identity?"

Ziyuan's face suddenly became a little solemn:

"Not many people know, but there must be a lot of people watching the Battle of the God Tower, which may arouse the suspicion of the Celestial Clan."

"That's bad. Luo Su's son died because of this. For me and the Taigu Lei Clan, if there is any trouble, he will definitely know." Huang Zun looked at Jun Ao, and said solemnly:

"I suggest that you go and pick up your cronies from Zhetiancheng now. If it is later, something big may happen."

"If it weren't for me to grow up alone in the Great Barren Mountain, without a tribe, I would not be spared."

Jun Ao said solemnly:

"You mean, they might do something to the Shenlou?"

Huang Zun gave a sorrowful laugh:

"With Luo Su's urinary sex, it is not possible, it is definitely possible."

As he said, Huang Zun closed the door of the forge, holding the forging hammer, and said in a deep voice:

"Go, it's too late to go."

Shion frowned:

"Huangzun, your injury."

Huang Zun smiled and said:

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, I have long been used to it, let's go."

A few people just turned around and saw the oncoming red flame envoy:

"It's too late."

"Red Flame Messenger!" The few people were startled, as if they understood something.

The Red Flame Messenger said coldly:

"Not long ago, the Celestial Clan had sent people to capture all the monks in the Shenlou."

"At this time, together with the Taigu Lei clan who was originally imprisoned in the Tian Clan mine, they are being held on a mountain a hundred miles outside the city."

"The Lord of the Celestial Clan has spoken out, and after three days, they will all be put to death."

The monkey said solemnly:

"Despicable and shameless."

The expressions of Shion and Jun Ao also became gloomy in an instant.

Huang Zun narrowed his eyes and said:

"Trouble now."

Jun Ao directly turned and walked outside the city gate, the monkey stepped forward and pressed his shoulder:

"Do you want to die!"

Jun Ao firmly grasped the Qingping sword, gritted his teeth and said:

"I have implicated them in suffering for tens of thousands of years,"

"Can't look at them, die because of me!"

Shion said with a gloomy face:

"We must take action, but not now, we must have a comprehensive plan, otherwise it will be just death, meaningless."

"They can live because the Celestial Clan still wants to arrest us. If we die in the past, they will definitely die."

The killing intent was boiling in Jun Ao's eyes:

"Heaven!"

The Red Flame Messenger said coldly:

"I know you value love and righteousness, but that's the heaven after all."

"I advise you, it's better not to go,"

"Unless, your master takes the shot."

Ziyuan and Jun Ao looked at each other and shook their heads:

"Master has helped us too many times. I don't know if Master will help us save people."

The Red Flame Messenger said coldly:

"I'm not good to say,"

"If your master is unwilling to make a move, then you are going to die."

"Stay honestly, stay in Zhetian City and practice."

Jun Ao took out the Xuantian Order, struggled for a moment, and injected his true energy: "Master, I have something to ask, can you please come to Zhetian City?"

In Xuan Tian Ling, Li Xuan's lazy voice rang out:

"Don't worry, when it's time, I will be there as a teacher."

Shion looked nervous:

"What did the master say?"

Jun Ao nodded, and all of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Prehistoric dojo,

Li Xuan put down Xuantian's order and shook his head and smiled:

"What a heavenly clan, even my disciples dare to bully and seek death."

After speaking, he looked in the direction of the practice room and said lightly:

"Qing Zong Yanjue, how are you doing?"

In the practice room, Qing Zong Yanjue heard Li Xuan's voice, got up quickly, and walked quickly to the Honghuang Hall:

"Master!"

"Master!"

Li Xuan waved his hand:

"Free gift."

"How is it, how is it going?"

Qingzong smiled and said:

"Master, this "Yuanshi Jue" really fits the disciple's Dao, but within two or three days, the disciple's cultivation will be much stronger, and the yin-yang and five-element spells have also improved a lot."

"Well, not bad." Li Xuan nodded slightly and looked at Yan Jue:

"Yan Jue, how about you?"

Yan Jue lowered his head and his face was a little ugly. Hearing Li Xuan's question, he quickly raised his head, a little embarrassed:

"Master, disciple...the disciple is dull, unable to comprehend, so far, there has been no progress."

Li Xuan said lightly:

"Practice is done overnight. If you are willing to continue to practice, you will be supported by your teacher."

Yan Jue hurriedly shook his head and said:

"No, no,"

"Master, the disciple understands that I don't have the talent to practice the prehistoric Dao Jue. Please Master, take back the Dao Jue, and teach the disciples the method that fits."

Li Xuan shook his head and smiled, with his fingers hooked, a white mist gathered from the center of Yan Jue's eyebrows and floated back to Li Xuan's hands.

He raised his hand and saw a secret book appear in the void, floating in front of Yan Jue:

"This method is called "Ancestral Witch Art", it is the method of your ancestor witch, and it fits with your avenue.

Yan Jue quickly took over the cheats:

"Thanks Master for spreading the Fa."

Li Xuan waved his hand:

"Okay, go to practice, and in two days, I will take you back to the upper realm and have a fight."

The two looked at each other, their eyes were full of fighting spirit:

"Yes, Master!"

In Zhetian City,

The Red Flame Messenger asked:

"Jun Ao, did your master say when you are coming?"

Jun Ao shook his head:

"No, what's the matter?"

The red messenger was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"It's okay, since your master intends to make a move, then everything is fine."

"However, I still have to remind you that although your master is a great power in the Dao realm, behind the heavenly race is Haotian."

"That person is recognized as the first realm in the prehistoric state,"

"You, still have to be careful. Although Haotian is busy dealing with Ten Thousand Dao at this time and can't make a move, many of the Primordial Demon Gods in the depths of the Chaos Sea are under Haotian's command, and there is no shortage of Dao realm power."

"If the Celestial Clan asks Haotian for help, Haotian may not send the Primordial Demon God to take action."

"Perhaps this is the arrogance of the Celestial Clan, which is to force your master to take action."

Hearing these words, the faces of Jun Ao and the few people changed drastically, which was really something they didn't expect.

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