Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

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The four Jun Ao quickly dropped points against the supreme realm of the heavenly clan.

After all, the other party is the pinnacle of the highest realm, and on his side are only three monks who have entered the holy realm and a Huang Zun of the pinnacle of the divine realm.

In the blink of an eye, all four of them were injured.

The monkey said solemnly:

"It's important to save people, I'll stop him, and you will save people back to Zhetian City."

Jun Ao shook his head and said:

"Among the four of us, Big Brother, you are the fastest, and you have a map of mountains and rivers, it is most suitable for you to save people,"

Ziyuan said solemnly:

"good,"

Huang Zun also nodded:

"It's so decided, come on!"

With a roar of anger, Huang Zun raised the forging hammer and smashed it towards the realm of the clan that day, Ziyuan and Junao followed closely.

"Zi Chi Thunder!"

"Invincible sword intent!"

Boom boom boom!

Facing the three people's efforts, the Heavenly Clan Realm really had to resist with all its strength for a while, but his face was full of sneers:

"The idea is good, but who told you that there is only one realm here?"

When the three heard this, their expressions changed.

Among the mountain peaks, the monkey had just swept away two divine celestial monks with a stick. Just as he was about to offer the image of the mountain and river shrine, he saw a man in a white robe walking slowly in front of him. The strongest walked down.

The monkey's face instantly became serious:

"Another Realm."

After holding his hands, the man smiled:

"The mere sacred realm, dare to be rampant."

Huh!

Without saying anything, the white light in his eyes skyrocketed, and he smashed it out with a stick and smashed it on top of that Zhijing's head.

The man chuckled:

"Being self-reliant,"

While talking, he made a palm with one hand, avoiding the monkey’s stick, and slapped a palm on the monkey’s chest.

boom!

The monkey snorted and was photographed so that it flew out and hit the ground heavily.

The thick land was smashed out of a deep pit,

The monkey roared, and just about to jump out of the pit, he was slapped back into the pit by the strongest person who followed.

After the supreme realm powerhouse lost with one hand, he put one hand on the monkey's chest, and said with a smile:

"The legendary disciple of Xuantian Clan is nothing more than that."

"Roar!"

The monkey roared and his body suddenly soared!

A ten thousand-foot Dharma body directly burst into the pit and stood up from the ground.

Supernatural powers, law of heaven and earth!

The strongest man stood in the air, hovering in front of the monkey, and said with a smile:

"Yo, there are ideas,"

"But it's a pity that in the case of great power disparity, using the magical power of the sky and the earth is an extremely stupid choice."

As he spoke, the monkey slapped him, but unfortunately, he only got his afterimage.

Because his body disappeared in the same place in an instant, appeared in front of the monkey’s chest,

He made a palm with one hand, pulled it a little later, and imprinted it on the monkey's chest:

"retreat!"

boom!

With a loud noise, the monkey as high as ten thousand feet was slapped into the air by his slap.

The next moment, it disappeared in place again, turned into afterimages, appeared around the monkey, not knowing how many palms were shot,

I saw the monkey's arrogant body swaying from side to side in mid-air, and the blood stained the earth red.

The monks who watched all around avoided it.

With the last palm of the monk in the realm, the monkey’s ten thousand zhang dharma body fell heavily on the ground,

For a time, it seemed like the sky and the earth broke apart,

He spouted a mouthful of blood, directly showing the prototype.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Ziyuan and Jun Ao were startled, but they were caught by the supreme powerhouse in front of them:

"Fight against this seat, and dare to be distracted!"

As he spoke, he charged his fists and burst out suddenly.

boom!

The two Ziyuan Junao were instantly repulsed by dozens of feet, Huang Zun's face sank, he smashed the forging hammer into the temple of the man, but was kicked in the chest and flew out likewise.

The three people vomited blood and their faces turned pale.

The strongest realm slapped his palms and smiled:

"Xuantianmen, but so,"

"Boring, really boring,"

With that said, he looked at the monk who had just shot and severely injured the monkey, and asked:

"Brother Li, how to deal with these few?"

After the monk surnamed Li was single-handed, he said lightly:

"Li Zizi and Huang Zun took away, and the other two will be decided here."

The realm cultivator who wounded the three of Ziyuan smiled, his eyes fell on Jun Ao.

The expressions of the three of Ziyuan changed:

"superior!"

The three breaths suddenly skyrocketed, Jun Ao took the lead with the Qingping sword in his hand, but was smashed into the air by the monk with a punch.

Shion and Huang Zun fought each other from side to side. Unexpectedly, the monk was too strong and opened his bow from left and right to force Shion to repulse them by dozens of feet.

Jun Ao roared, resisting the injury, and handing out a sword.

The monk kicked it sideways, kicked away the Qingping sword in Jun Ao's hand, bullied himself, grabbed Jun Ao's neck, lifted him high, and said with a grin:

"You said, kill you, will your master take action?"

Jun Ao's face turned purple, and his whole body was imprisoned by his overbearing Real Qi, and he couldn't move at all.

Shit!

Ziyuan turned into a thunder light and hit the monk's heart:

"Let go of my younger brother!"

The monk sneered, as if he had already expected it, and patted out the palm of his backhand, penetrating the purple thunder light, and pinched it on Ziyuan's neck:

"A good fellow, so touched that I was about to cry, woo woo woo."

Seeing that Ziyuan was captured, Huang Zun was so angry that he rushed behind the monk and hit the back of his head with a hammer.

The speed was so fast that the monk couldn't even react, and he was hit hard.

"court death!"

The monk stared wide-eyed, furious, and threw away Jun Ao and Zi Yuan in his hands, hit the hammer that followed Huang Zun with a fist, stretched out his hand to pinch Huang Zun’s neck, and made a fist with the other hand. He held it high and shouted angrily:

"Don't think that you are the person over there, I dare not kill you,"

"Anyway, when you get there, you will die as well. Take your soul back, and it's the same!"

Before he finished his words, he hit Huang Zun's chest with a punch!

boom!

There was a loud bang, like beating a drum.

Huang Zun spouted a mouthful of blood, his face instantly pale.

After he finished his punch, he was still not relieved, and he raised another punch:

"Die to me!"

"Huang Zun!" Ziyuan exclaimed, holding back the pain, and the two rushed towards Huang Zun with Jun Ao.

But before they arrived, the monk surnamed Li stopped in front of them and said lightly:

"retreat!"

As he spoke, he shot out with a palm, and the two of them were shot directly by the palm of the wind like leaves in the wind.

Huang Zun’s consciousness is already a little fuzzy. He is very clear that if this punch falls, he will undoubtedly die.

But just as the monk’s fist was about to fall,

A black light suddenly shot out from the city of Zhetian, so fast that even the two cultivators of the realm could not react, and it instantly hit the chest of the strongest realm who swiped the fist, directly out of the body!

The strongest realm remained motionless, his eyes widened, and he still maintained the posture of punching his fist, as if he hadn't been affected in the slightest.

But when everyone's eyes fell on him, they found a basin-sized hole in his chest!

The eyes of the whole person are dim, and the breath has long been cut off!

Spike!

The monk surnamed Li's expression changed, turning his head to look at a burly old man with messy beard and hair slowly walking out of the city of Zhetian. He was shocked and almost blurted out:

"You are, Ou Yezi!"

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