Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

You Ji took the white mist, and the next moment the white mist melted into her palm, You Ji was very excited:

"Thank you senior, thank you senior."

Li Xuan waved his hand, and You Ji left.

Li Xuan looked at several disciples,

After this battle, the realm of several disciples has also been improved.

Although Yan Jueqingzong two people are still in the gods, they are stronger than before, and it is not a problem to contend with the ordinary true realms.

The Mo Chen trio were originally in the Golden Fairyland. After this battle, they have been promoted to the Daluo Golden Fairy realm, and finally they have the ability to wrestle with the holy realm.

Especially Yi Wangchuan, who owns the Samsara Palace, can even crush the holy realm and contend with the divine realm.

Li Xuan said lightly:

"Okay, this is the matter, I also have to go to the upper realm to help you brothers and sisters."

Yan Jueqingzong said solemnly:

"Master, take us there."

The corner of Li Xuan's mouth rose slightly:

"Okay, but before that, you go and help with one thing."

...

In a place where few people set foot in the wilderness, day and night, it is dark,

Here is the place where the dark race lives, the dark domain.

But at this time, the dark realm is full of light, and countless dark people's corpses run across the field.

The blood of the Dark Clan people dyed their homeland red.

On the Dark Clan Throne, the Dark Clan King wearing a Dark Clan crown was forced to a desperate situation.

And the Lord of the Dark Clan had already fallen under the Vice-Guardian Sword of the Shenshou Tavern holding the Dao Sword of the Celestial Clan.

He stepped on the corpse of the Dark Clan Lord, pointed his sword at the Dark Clan King on the throne, and said lightly:

"Dark Race King, aren't you very arrogant, another one, let me see?"

The dark clan king narrowed his eyes and said with a hoarse voice:

"Do you really want to kill them all?"

The deputy director looked at a group of dark clan children hiding behind the throne, and laughed:

"if not?"

"You, you, you are always confused. If you cooperated with us early, wouldn't this matter?"

"Now that a catastrophe is imminent, the assassinated clan has just perished, tusk tusk, even I think it's a pity."

The Dark Clan King stared at the Heavenly Clan Dao Armor on his body and the Dark Clan Dao Sword in his hand. It was these two magic weapons, and the Heavenly Clan Light Array spreading all over the place, that restrained his Shadow Dao Body and made him dark. The people of the tribe have nowhere to hide.

He looked up at the sky, and said with grief:

"The heavenly race colluded with the god hunting tavern to destroy my dark clan, Haotian, if you just ignore it, will you see my dark clan perish!"

"We are all the people of the predicament, and we all live under the path of heaven. You are so eccentric!"

"Do you really want to watch your people be exterminated by outside killers!"

After the speech was lagging behind, not long after the sky was illuminated by the heavenly light, one eye was slowly opened, and a woman's voice sounded:

"I shouldn't have interfered with things under Heavenly Dao City."

"But what you said makes sense,"

"The owner of the Shenshou Tavern, the millions of people of the Dark Clan, are almost completely slaughtered by you, no matter how big the grievances are, is it over? It's almost time to stop."

As soon as the voice fell, a handsome man in a long robe covered his nose with a white silk scarf, stepped up from the steps full of blood and corpses, bowed slightly to the eye on the sky, and then smiled:

"Master Haotian's order, our God Hunting Tavern, naturally cannot be violated,"

"However, our true purpose for this trip has not yet been achieved,"

"We spent so much, Master Haotian, can't let us go home empty-handed."

Haotian said lightly:

"What do you want?"

The curator looked at the crown on the top of the Shadow King and smiled:

"I want this, the Crown of Shadows,"

The Shadow King said solemnly:

"This is the magic weapon left by the first shadow king, and the treasure of my dark clan!"

The owner's smile disappeared instantly, and said coldly:

"Exterminate the clan and the crown, you choose one."

Haotian was also silent.

The Shadow King looked at the Celestial Light Array, which dissipated the surrounding darkness, and said in a deep voice:

"good."

"I hope you believe it,"

The owner laughed:

"I have always believed in words."

The Shadow King stretched out his hand and took off the crown on his head and handed it to the curator.

The deputy museum master holding the heavenly Taoist sword took the crown and handed it to the museum master.

The owner of the museum took the crown and put it on his head, as if immersed in the darkness, he smiled:

"good,"

"Withdraw."

After speaking, he leaned towards the sky and disappeared in place.

The deputy museum owner held the Heavenly Clan Taoist sword, swiped upwards, and said in a deep voice:

"withdraw!"

The members of the Shenshou Tavern put away the Celestial Light Array and disappeared, leaving only the corpses and pools of blood all over the ground.

The dark clan king sat down on the throne, his eyes empty,

Suddenly, Haotian's voice sounded again:

"Haotian's gifts have always come at a price."

"You should be clear about this."

The dark clan king raised his head and trembled:

"I have nothing except this bit of Shadow in my hand."

"My people are almost extinct."

"Haotian, what do you want!"

Haotian said lightly:

"I just want you, Shadowbane. I want you to help me kill someone."

The dark clan king said solemnly:

"With so many realms in Tiandao City, what kind of monk do I have to kill?"

Haotian said:

"That person, hide in one place,"

"I can't spare time to deal with him nowadays,"

"Other Dao realms are not sure to kill him there,"

"only you,"

"On assassination, in this predicament, no one can reach you,"

"As long as you agree, I promise that even if the God Hunter Tavern wants to cut the grass and roots, I will protect your dark race."

"If you don't agree, I can't guarantee it."

The killing intent in the eyes of the dark clan king skyrocketed:

"You threaten me!"

Haotian smiled:

"This is your own understanding."

The dark clan king narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark clan child who was panicking behind the throne, and seeing the pair of lamb-like eyes made him feel relieved.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Where is he?"

...

God hunting tavern,

Not long after the group returned to the tavern, dozens of iron plates hanging on the wall suddenly fell apart.

Everyone stood up with a scream and looked at the museum owner on the second floor.

The vice-master’s face was full of murderous intent and shock:

"Boss, they are dead!"

The owner of the museum stared at the broken iron plate and was silent.

"I'm going to avenge the third child!"

The deputy master roared, grabbed the Celestial Taoist sword on the table and walked out. Several members of the surrounding teams also got up and walked out.

"Stop!" The owner of the museum whispered.

Everyone paused, and the deputy director looked back to the second floor and said in a deep voice:

"Boss!"

"Are you going to watch the third child die and not take revenge?"

The owner squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"It's not easy to be able to wipe out the third child and them in such a short period of time, to prove that Patriarch Xuantian."

"If you go there, you must also die."

"Now Haotian wants to deal with him, let's not worry, we can make them fight and lose both sides,"

"Let's take another shot and take revenge!"

The deputy director angrily said:

"He can't be strong enough in Dao Realm, you and I join forces, Dao Realm is invincible!"

"Are you still afraid of him being the ancestor Xuantian?"

The owner did not deny it, but stared at him with squinted eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Then what?"

"Then be taken advantage of by the heavens?"

"Catch it all in one net?"

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