Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Duobao stared at the fruit tree with a hint of unbearable in his eyes, and quickly dispersed, throwing the fruit tree into the starry sky outside.

"Go and create darkness and turmoil!"

"Go help them...grow up fast!"

With the hope of many treasures, the ominous ginseng fruit tree flew into the starry sky, took root, absorbed the ominous power, the branches shook, and the leaves fluttered.

Innocent ginseng fruits flew out of the tree, took their own shapes, and scattered towards the starry sky amidst laughter and pure smiles.

Duobao looked at the auspicious ginseng fruit tree for a long, long time, until the auspicious ginseng fruit tree disappeared in the starry sky, and he didn't look away.

Ginseng fruit is an innate spiritual fruit, smelling it can give you [-] years of life, eating one, you will live forever, and it also carries Dao Yun, which can enhance your understanding of Dao.

But the ginseng fruit contaminated with ominousness is different, they are no longer innate spiritual fruit.

Living beings eat spiritual fruits, and unlucky beings eat people.

They will be like the supreme beings that Duobao knows, feed on the common people, devour the common people, nourish themselves, and create dark turmoil again and again!

Originally, he didn't intend to release the dark turmoil. Even if he released it, it shouldn't be at this time, at least it must be in the middle and late stages.

But the performance of the juniors and sisters really disappointed him.

He also saw the progress of the Lich and Demon Clans. Yes, compared to them, the progress of these juniors and sisters was much stronger.

However, you must know that those liches are just inconspicuous little witches and little demons among the two clans of liches.

Their own talents can't keep up with Sanxiao, Guangchengzi and others.

Talent can't keep up, the same time, but only a little bit worse than them.

How can Duobao be satisfied with this, and how can he not be disappointed!

They can't even compare to ordinary liches. It can be foreseen how lazy they are during the period of his cultivation.

Duobao was very angry, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"With such good conditions, none of you can practice well, and you will be blind to such background and such opportunities!"

"Under the darkness and turmoil...you should realize the importance of strength!"

Duobao believes that the reason why juniors and sisters behave like this is because they haven't realized the importance of strength.

Therefore, cultivation is not so important.

They still don't understand that strength is the only foundation for them to survive in this world!

Without strength, no matter how great their background is, they are all empty after all, and they will disperse when the wind blows.

"Run away, resist... When you have survived the dark turmoil again and again, you will understand the importance of strength after thinking about it!"

With a sigh, Duobao closed his eyes again and began to practice.

......

In the starry sky, all the creatures shuddered at the same time and looked towards the void.

"What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel cold all over?" Zhu Rong stopped fighting, looked into the void, and asked in confusion.

Opposite him, Gong Gong also frowned: "It's not an illusion, I have it too."

The two looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly became serious: "Something really happened!"

It's okay if one person feels this way, but now they all feel this way, it means that something bad really happened just now.

Also, they don't know what happened yet.

It's a bad feeling and unsettling.

Whoa!

A river suddenly appeared, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong looked over it together.

On the river, Dijiang with a dignified face, Zhu Jiuyin and other brothers and sisters stood on it.

"Gong Gong, Zhu Rong, do you feel that way too?"

Coming down from the river of time and space, Di Jiang immediately asked.

"You have it too?" Gonggong asked in shock, his eyes widened.

Di Jiang nodded heavily: "Yes, we all have them."

"I worked with Zhu Jiuyin to calculate, but I can't calculate anything. I can only feel that a catastrophe is coming!"

boom!

While talking, suddenly a huge fireball appeared in the sky.

Among the fireballs, Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng were impressively listed.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi..." Zhu Rong asked unkindly, "What are you doing here?"

"Zhu Rong, don't be impulsive!" Di Jiang scolded, looking at the equally dignified Di Jun, Tai Yi and the others, he knew it in his heart.

"You feel that way too?"

Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng came to the ancestors, and Dijun nodded heavily: "Yes."

He looked at Fuxi who was at the side: "Xihuang used Hetu Luoshu to calculate. With the help of us, we can only calculate the imminent catastrophe, but can't calculate the specific situation."

"We figured out that no matter if it is my monster clan, your witch clan, or other creatures in this starry sky world, they will all face an unprecedented catastrophe."

"One mistake... Maybe we will all die here!"

The ancestor witches were terrified.

They know Di Jun and Tai Yi well, and they know that he is not a scaremonger.

Since he said so, it must be true.

"Then why are you here this time?" Di Jiang asked in a deep voice.

Di Jun sacrificed the Hetu Luoshu: "My Hetu Luo is a treasure of calculation. With our strength, we can't calculate the specifics of the catastrophe. I want to use your strength to calculate it together."

"All of us cannot escape this catastrophe. It is dangerous and terrifying."

"Under such circumstances, the gap between our two clans of liches will be put aside first, and we will work together to survive this catastrophe."

Di Jun asked in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

Di Jiang didn't hesitate: "That's exactly what I mean."

"Hopefully, with the strength of our two clans of liches, we can figure out the specific source of the catastrophe, which can also increase the chance of survival."

Chapter 213 Ginseng Fruit Tree

Di Jun's heart was heavy and he couldn't be happy at all.

He could guess that the source of this catastrophe must be Duobao, but he couldn't guess what Duobao was thinking.

Duobao's thinking and thinking are different from normal people.

Now, when such a thing suddenly happened, he couldn't guess according to normal thinking and logic.

Originally, he planned to ask Duobao what he wanted?

However, after thinking about it carefully, he didn't move.

Who is he, the supreme monster, when will he change his behavior, accommodate and compromise because of other people's actions and thinking.

There may have been once, but since he became the Supreme Monster Race, it has disappeared.

As a supreme being, one should have the appearance of a supreme being, and even more should have the arrogance of a supreme being.

He firmly believed that no matter what Duobao wanted to do, at least he wouldn't be trying to kill them.

Therefore, with this knowledge, he has confidence.

Whether it is a catastrophe or a catastrophe, just get through it!

Since the establishment of his Yaozu, he has experienced countless catastrophes. If he retreats and compromises every time, there will be no Yaozu who is the overlord of the world.

Di Jun looked at Di Jiang, he believed that Di Jiang should have guessed about it, and had the same idea as him!

Di Jiang nodded his head heavily and did not speak, but he already understood the other party's thoughts.

"Let's go together!" Di Jiang said.

For the first time, the two clans of liches joined forces and instilled their respective mana into Fuxi.

Among them, Fuxi is the best at making calculations.

Fuxi got everyone's magic power, his supernatural powers soared, and he had a faint feeling of omnipotence.

He knew that this was an illusion, so he suppressed this feeling, settled down, held the Hetu Luoshu, and used the calculation method.

Heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, lakes, and the eight aggregates of Tao appear out of thin air.

This is the eight-way algorithm he practiced, counting heaven, earth, people, gods, ghosts, beasts, kings, and wrongs.

The sky is the weather, the earth is Fengshui, people are the luck of the race, gods are the mansions of gods, ghosts are the souls of the dead, beasts are animals and beasts, kings are the secrets of heaven and heaven.

Ba Dao builds the core of measurement and calculation based on the eight principles.

The sky corresponds to the sky; the earth corresponds to the earth; thunder corresponds to man;

To calculate the corresponding things, you only need to use the corresponding calculation method.

This time, it is to calculate the catastrophe, which can be regarded as the secret, the feng shui, the luck, the soul of the dead, and the variable.

One calculation was inaccurate, Fuxi gathered the power of all the people, and used all his strength to carry out eight calculations. He couldn't be sure what was going on this time, so he simply calculated it based on this.

Weather, Feng Shui, Qi Luck, God's Mansion, Dead Soul, Beast, Heaven's Mystery, Odd Number, and Eight Paths are all displayed.

It turned out to be nothing!

"How is it possible?" Fuxi whispered in shock.

Combined with the strength of 16 of them, they still can't figure out the slightest clue.

Fuxi is confident that with his current situation, even if a sage makes a move, he can at least find a clue.

After all, this matter is related to them.

Looking at Fuxi's shocked expression, Di Jiang and the others already had the answer.

Di Jiang cast a glance at the other ancestral witches, and immediately, the ancestral witches understood and nodded!

poof*12.

Fuxi suddenly heard a series of voices, looked back, and saw the twelve ancestor witches pale, and spit out twelve drops of blood from their mouths.

"We are descendants of God the Father's blood, and in the essence and blood, there is something extraordinary, maybe it may help!"

Di Jiang handed the essence and blood of the ancestors to Fu Xi.

Fuxi froze for a moment, took the essence and blood, and immediately felt an inexplicable force.

Twelve drops of blood essence fused in his hands, and there seemed to be a great existence watching him.

"Great God Pan Gu!" Fu Xi was shocked.

That feeling disappeared in an instant, and Fuxi knew that it was not an illusion.

Taking a deep look at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and borrowing the power of blood essence, they began to calculate again: "The Twelve Ancestral Witches are indeed worthy of the direct bloodline of Pangu Great God, and their essence and blood can communicate with Pangu Great God!"

The Eight Ways Algorithm started to work again, the sky, fate, fortune... everything appeared in front of everyone.

However, there was no joy on the faces of the people, because they still didn't find what they wanted, the clue.

Deep in the starry sky, Duobao suddenly felt the emergence of a strange force.

The power was so great and vast that it woke him up.

Opening his eyes, he followed the force induction, and saw Di Yi and others gathering together, led by a refined middle-aged man, running a strange method of calculation, as if they were calculating something.

Duobao looked at the top of Fuxi's head, and saw a stalwart figure in his eyes: "Pangu?"

Duobao's heart trembled.

How did the power of the Great God Pan Gu appear?

"Can even ordinary witches communicate with Pan Gu?" Duobao was astonished. The strength of the witches was stronger than he thought.