I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

"Human saint?"

"Lu Chen?"

For this taboo, Bodhi couldn't help frowning.

Based on his understanding of the human race, he was still in the period when Empress Nuwa was just making people out of earth.

Except for Lei Ze, the patriarch of the human race, he really couldn't remember the name of the second person.

Chase Lu didn't even have the slightest impression of this.

"Is he a rising star of the human race?"

After lightly sighing, Bodhi closed his eyes and began to read the memories brought back by the clones.

Soon, Bodhi was shocked.

The ability of good fortune, amazing talent, infinite wisdom, and the talent of harmony... No matter which avatar it is, when Lu Chen and Lu Chen are mentioned, the first reaction in their mind is to praise Infinity.

Even some monks with cultivation bases provided Bodhi with a huge visual feast.

"They actually erased the remnants of Chaos Will!"

Bodhi couldn't believe his eyes.

You know, this is a difficult thing that Tiandao and Hongjun have joined forces several times, but they have not done it!

"But having said that, why is Fellow Daoist Tongtian so powerful?"

"And Kong Xuan and others, how did they become holy?"

"At the end, what is the power that Fellow Daoist Fuxi exerted?"

Three questions appeared in Bodhi's mind, and they did not go away for a long time.

He didn't understand the reason, let alone what these things had to do with Lu Chen.

"Friend Li Er, what realm is Lu Chen?"

Bodhi asked.

"I heard that he has already proved Da Luo, but when Pindao saw him last time, he was no different from ordinary people, without any cultivation."

"In the shocking battle not long ago, he seemed to have regained his cultivation as a Da Luo Jinxian."

Hearing Li Er's narration, Bodhi's face became more and more puzzled.

The realm of cultivation has fluctuated, and everything on his own cannot be deduced.

Such a mysterious existence, what kind of shocking secret is hidden in him?

Thinking about it, Bodhi's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of unknowing horror.

He thought of a person.

A person who once made the whole prehistoric world tremble.

A person who, even if he dies, will be left behind for the world to look up to!
That is Demon Ancestor Luohu!
"Could it be that this son was transformed by the remnant soul that Rahu escaped back then?"

"If this is the case, no matter what, Pindao can't let him have any connection with this calamity!"

After recalling the infinite horror that Rahu brought to the prehistoric world, Bodhi immediately made up his mind.

At the same time, he also looked at Li Er in the distance: "I hope fellow Taoist will go back and tell Zhunti, but if there is an unworldly demon head descending into the world, I hope he will not hinder the impoverished way of killing demons and eliminating demons!"

"Ah this!"

Li Er was taken aback for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.

Although it is said that Bodhi and Zhunti have drawn a clear line, the fact that the two are originally one is difficult to change.

If Zhunti dies, Bodhi will also lose his spiritual wisdom and become a walking corpse without his deity.

And the fall of Bodhi brought a near-destructive blow to Zhunti's way of cultivation. Not only did he not be able to make any further progress, but he would also fall into the realm of a saint and become an ordinary person!
It is precisely for this reason that the two of them must never stand on opposite sides.

At least, Zhunti has always thought this way.

"In this case, Pindao thinks it should be..."

Before Li Er finished speaking, Bodhi had already dreamed into the void, turning everything in front of him into a dream that only he could control at will.

"Pin Daoist, I will send Fellow Daoist back."

After the words fell, Bodhi raised his hand a little, and a space crack appeared in front of Li Er and him.

"Okay, the poor Taoist society will pass on the words of fellow Taoists to Saint Zhunti."

"Thank you buddy!"

After looking at each other, the two set off together and stepped into the space crack.

Russian hectares.

Not around the mountains.

"Ok?"

Bodhi, who walked out of the void, couldn't help but lightly sighed.

According to the memory from the avatar, he knew that there were several powerful saints in the Buzhou Mountains, and there were countless powerful people under it.

But when I came today, I found that the strongest person in the entire mountain range was just a peak Taiyi Jinxian.

"I don't know why this fellow daoist came here?"

The emperor's seal came out, and Fuxi came.

Chaos treasure!

With just one glance, Bodhi froze in place.

He never expected that there would be a Chaos Supreme Treasure in Buzhou Mountain!
wrong!

Suddenly, Bodhi remembered something.

There are only a few Chaos Supreme Treasures in the world, and all of them are magic weapons that existed in the Chaos Period.

But the seal in front of him has never been seen, let alone heard of.

Could it be that this is a treasure of chaos refined by the people of later generations?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The limit of the prehistoric forging technique is the innate treasure.

In this era of the passing of chaos, no one will be able to refine the treasure of chaos!
However, how to explain the seal in front of me?

"This thing is called the Holy Emperor's Seal, and it was personally refined by the saint masters of our clan. It is the most precious treasure of chaos."

Seemingly seeing the confusion in Bodhi's heart, Fu Xi explained with a slight smile.

His words also made Bodhi, who knew nothing about Lu Chen, even more frightened.

If Lu Chen is really the reincarnation of Luo Hu's remnant soul.

A demon ancestor Luohu who can refine the treasure of chaos is undoubtedly an unsolvable existence for the prehistoric creatures.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, do you dare to ask where is Master Lu Chen?"

After a moment of silence, Bodhi asked straight to the point.

"The holy master is currently retreating for a period of 1 years, during which time he will not meet anyone."

After finishing speaking, Fuxi raised his hand and made a gesture of please.

Obviously, this is the meaning of seeing off guests.

"What if Pindao must meet Daoist Lu Chen today?"

Bodhi did not leave, but pressed forward one step at a time, unreservedly releasing his supreme sage coercion.

Feeling the strange atmosphere mixed with familiarity, Fuxi frowned slightly.

At this moment, he finally recognized Bodhi's identity.

But it was precisely because of this that he did not understand Bodhi's attitude.

Why is a saint with a heart of righteousness and a character of neither fighting nor fighting so tough.

"Friend Bodhi, Master Saint Master really can't see you. If you have anything to say, you can talk to the poor Taoist. When the time comes, the poor Taoist will tell the holy master."

Fuxi smiled slightly, still full of courtesy.

"It's useless to tell you, you must let fellow Taoist Lu Chen stand in front of the poor Taoist in person."

Responding politely, Bodhi's expression suddenly became serious, "Of course, if Fellow Daoist still blocks it, then don't blame the poor sword for having no eyes!"

"Do you really have to do it?"

Fuxi frowned and asked tentatively.

"No, as long as fellow Taoist Lu Chen shows up now, not only will Pindao not do anything, but he will even apologize to the six clans for this incident!"

Seeing that Bodhi didn't give in at all, Fuxi took a deep breath, pointed to the sky and begged, and shouted: "In this case, I invite fellow Taoists to fight in heaven!"