The time of prehistoric times is respected

The Dragon Sword attacked again, Ying Long wanted to fight Hu Mei in close quarters, the dragon body was also very strong.

With real knives and real guns, Hu Mei naturally wouldn't fight Ying Long head-on, and dodged Ying Long's attacks everywhere, pretending to be fighting a war of attrition.

But Ying Long wouldn't do that, with the dragon scale armor on his body, Ying Long ignored his defense and would go straight up every time, Hu Mei couldn't dodge, and was hit a few times, the first two times were okay, he blocked the attack with the soul-destroying bell,

But in the back, he received a serious injury directly. The soul-absorbing bell is a functional spiritual treasure, it does not focus on defense, nor does it focus on attack.

After being injured, Hu Mei was no match for Ying Long, so she could only support herself.

"The people of the dragon clan still have some skills!"

There was another person above the clouds, Hu Mei and Ying Long didn't notice, it was Taoist Primal Chaos,

Taoist Primal Chaos also just arrived not long ago, and he rushed over when he sensed the aura of fighting here. In these Yuanhui, wherever there is a fight, there is him.

The Chaos Taoist, who was hurting both sides, went up and solved everything. He took away the Lingbao, and even if he won, he couldn't beat him. When the Chaos Clock came out and suppressed everything, he really collected a lot of Lingbao.

There are not many top-grade Xiantian spirit treasures, only two, and they are of poor quality. After all, they are all small races. There are quite a few middle-grade Xiantian spirit treasures and low-grade Xiantian spirit treasures.

At this moment, looking at Ying Long pressing down on Hu Mei, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Although Hu Mei was injured, and the little blood against it made me feel pity, but Taoist Chaos had no idea, if Shi Chen himself were here, he might have rescued her, Taoist Chaos did not have the consciousness of pity and pity.

The rest of the Dragon Clan are still in dizziness, controlled by the Dementor Bell, and the cultivation of these Dragon Clan is not high, Hu Mei is not worried, Hu Mei slowly wants to move the battlefield out of Qingqiu Mountain, and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

As the fight between the two got higher and higher, they still found Taoist Primal Chaos who was watching with gusto, and stopped at the same time.

"Go on, why stop? Don't worry about me, I'll just take a look,"

Priest Chaos said with a smile when he saw both of them looking at him.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and the deeds of Taoist Primal Chaos were spread after the war between the three clans started. This is not a good reputation.

Ying Long was also very upset, why did this guy show up at a critical moment, he was everywhere in fights.

Of course Ying Long saw Hu Mei's thoughts, but Ying Long didn't think that Hu Mei could escape from his hands, so he moved the battlefield according to her thoughts, who would have thought that there would be unexpected gains.

"No one knows the name of Taoist Chaos, you are a famous peacemaker in the wild!"

Ying Long sneered, when Taoist Primal Chaos fought Zulong, Ying Long was not yet a Primordial Golden Immortal, so of course he couldn't appreciate the power of Taoist Chaos, so he was not as afraid of him as other dragons.

Hearing Ying Long's ridicule, Priest Chaos also blushed, but now, as long as the two fighting parties see Taoist Chaos, they will immediately stop fighting and run for their lives together.

Daoist Chaos has never chased after him, after all, in his eyes, these are juniors, they are already shameless and can no longer be shameless,

"It seems that today's task cannot be completed! But I think this little fox is quite pitiful, how about letting her die?"

Originally, he didn't intend to meddle in this nosy business, but Ying Long's words made him feel uncomfortable, so he just helped the fox clan and saved his reputation in the prehistoric world.

"The Fox Clan is something that our Dragon Clan aspires to obtain. It's unrealistic for Daoist friends to want to expose it with such a sentence!"

Ying Long moved out of the Dragon Clan, wanting Taoist Primal Chaos to retreat in the face of difficulties,

Who is Taoist Primal Chaos, Shi Chen's avatar, Ying Long spoke to him like this, and a force of suppression came out, and he shot Ying Long into the clouds, smashing a big hole in the prehistoric land.

"I'll go!"

Ying Long, who crawled out, yelled loudly, awakening the dizzy clansmen, and led them away, knowing the gap with one blow, and retreating if he couldn't beat him. Taoist Primal Chaos saw him leaving, but he didn't chase after him.

He doesn't want to interfere too much with the affairs of the three clans, the way of heaven is about to emerge, and everything has a cause and effect. During the catastrophe, it's better to provoke less, and wait for the deity of time to break through, so that he can be fearless.

"Fox Clan, Humei, thank you senior for saving your life!"

Hu Mei bowed to Priest Chaos and thanked him.

When Hu Mei bowed, Taoist Primal Chaos felt a little dazed when he looked at him closely. It wasn't Hu Mei's deliberate charm, but the natural brow bone of the Fox clan, which was a natural breath.

"It's okay, I don't want to interfere with such trivial matters, but Ying Long's words are a bit harsh, so I'll go!"

After finishing speaking, he left directly. There are still spirit treasures waiting for him to collect in the prehistoric world. He has no intention of wasting time here. Seeing that Humei has only one innate spirit treasure from the beginning to the end, she is also a poor race, not worthy of attention.

Watching Priest Chaos leave, Hu Mei's eyes shone with brilliance, she was thinking of something, and then turned back to Qingqiu Mountain to clean up the mess.

Chapter 37 Rahu's Backhand in the West

Taoist Primal Chaos left, Ying Long was seriously injured by a blow and returned to the Dragon Clan, and the Qingqiu Fox Clan escaped, but this is just a microcosm of the Great Desolation, this scene is everywhere in the Great Desolation, other races are not so lucky

This is a great catastrophe, a catastrophe for the entire prehistoric tribe. Every moment, hundreds of tribes are killed. The entire prehistoric sky is filled with catastrophe, and after the death of innocent creatures, evil spirits are formed, floating around.

Affecting low-level creatures with low cultivation bases, those affected become bloodthirsty and violent, and killings can be seen everywhere in the wild.

Part of the continuous stream of evil energy and blood flowed into the sea of ​​blood, and part of it flowed to the Zhuxian Sword Formation along Luo Hu's formation.

West, Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

"Why do I have a sense of uncertainty! With this killer weapon, I am not afraid of Hongjun at all, why can't I figure it out?"

Luo Hu sat cross-legged on top of the twelfth rank Miserable Black Lotus and muttered.

As the refining of Zhuxian Sword Formation became faster and faster, Luo Hu's sense of crisis became stronger. Even if he colluded with the good luck jade plate, he couldn't figure it out. It must have something to do with Hongjun.

"No, I can't sit still like this, it seems that I have to make some preparations!"

Rahu got up, left the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, and wandered around the west, not knowing what he was doing.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the places where Rahu appears are the places where the Western spirit veins gather,

When Luohu came out of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, he was in the eyes of Taoist Shenban. This time, Taoist Shenban did not deliberately spy on Rahu, and hid it well so as not to be discovered.

Seeing that every time Rahu leaves a place, there will be a pulling force at the end of the spiritual vein, and the source of the pulling is Rahu,

"It seems that Luo Hu is planning to use the Western Spirit Vein now, but this time, I won't let you succeed!"

Taoist Shenban secretly said.

With the memory of the time, Taoist Shenban has probably guessed what the hell Luo Hu was doing. You must know that the culprit for the poverty of the West in later generations is Luo Hu.

Since Shi Chen decided to let Hong Huang continue to be strong, it must be to stop Luo Hu. Although it is very uncomfortable to be able to pick up and guide in the future, the Western Spiritual Vein must be preserved.

The spiritual veins are the same as the blood vessels of ordinary human beings, and the normal operation of the spiritual veins represents the vitality of the prehistoric,

And thinking of Zhunti to pick him up, Taoist Shenban thought of another person, the Karma Demon God. This guy must not have fallen, but it is a great perseverance to hold back until now. How did the cited holy place come!

Continue to follow behind Luo Hu, and whenever Ra Hu leaves a formation, Taoist Shenban will leave a clone of divine sense next to the formation. Although the power is not great, it can block Luo Hu's traction at critical moments.

Destroying the formation now will definitely be discovered by Luo Hu. Taoist Shenban doesn't want to face Luo Hu again, mainly because he can't beat him. Even if Luo Hu is destined to lose to Hongjun in the future, he can't deny that he is indeed very powerful.

For a whole Yuanhui, Luo Hu traveled all over the west, and almost all the spiritual veins were pulled by the left formation.