Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun suddenly understood, all doubts in his heart disappeared.

If this is the case, it can be explained.

In this way, the doubts that Kunlun suddenly closed the mountain before have been answered.

"What? Did something really happen in Honghuang?" Duobao asked curiously, and then looked at the two of them, feeling rejoicing in his heart.

Fortunately, I am smart, close Kunlun, don't cause trouble, and don't get too curious, so I can escape this big change... Otherwise, it will really be troublesome.

Hearing Duobao's inquiry, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun's eyes fell on the altar again.

Following their gazes, Duobao saw the altar, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Could it be that this great change has something to do with my small altar?"

Impossible, what strength is the small altar, how can it affect the prehistoric?

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Red Cloud: "..."

Small altar?

Can you use the word small to describe this altar?

This is the source of the magic soldiers, almost creating an existence of the dark age... This is the source of the catastrophe and the catastrophe.

This is a monster!

Just as he was thinking, his body suddenly felt chills, and he couldn't help shivering.

The altar seemed to have noticed that the two were slandering it, and was very dissatisfied. It stopped flying and stared at them fiercely.

Although it has no eyes, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun could clearly feel a cold, dissatisfied, ferocious gaze staring at them unkindly.

Of course the altar was dissatisfied, it obviously stayed there obediently, but these two people suddenly broke in, and without further ado, they wanted to seal it.

Not only did it not resist and let them seal it, but it also protected their last life and saved their lives when they were about to fall.

So it's fine if they don't appreciate themselves, and they are still in front of the master, maliciously slandering it... Isn't this kind of revenge?

"Hmph, these two are not good people!"

The small altar was indignant.

"Okay, what are you doing? These two are my uncles, so don't be rude." Duobao reprimanded him immediately when he noticed the movement of the small altar.

The small altar immediately withdrew its gaze and didn't dare to say anything, but was even more aggrieved, and even the light on his body dimmed in an instant.

It's obviously not its fault, why do you say it?

It obviously saved them, but the two people treated it like this, and it wasn't the fault. Why did the master reprimand him?

The small altar was extremely wronged, but he was not dissatisfied with Duobao, and all his anger fell on Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.

It's all them, if it wasn't for them, the master wouldn't reprimand it.

Humph, bad stuff!

"No, don't blame it, don't blame it, it's our problem." Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun were startled, and they could immediately guess the source of this feeling, and said to Duobao quickly.

This small altar is also honest in front of Duobao, but in fact, it is the most dangerous thing, very powerful, Duobao doesn't care, they are terrified.

If this little ancestor cared about them, would they still have a good life in the future?

Although because of the existence of Duobao, they should not have the problem of life and death, but other problems are not so easy to overcome!

"Uncles, I'm sorry, this little thing has just been born with intelligence, it's just a child, and I don't know anything, I hope you don't take offense." Duobao patted the small altar again, and apologized to Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun for it.

"No, no." Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun waved their hands repeatedly.

That is no, obviously not dare.

Because the chill in their hearts was even heavier.

You don't even need to look to know that the small altar in Duobao's mouth obviously has them in mind.

Hearing what Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun said, the light on the small altar became a bit brighter. Facing Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun turned slightly, as if to say, you are still acquainted, and then rushed towards Duobao. He rubbed hard in his arms.

Duobao is also helpless, this little thing is indeed a child's heart, and he doesn't know anything, but his intelligence seems to be stronger than he expected.

They all know that they are angry, they are no longer babies, at least they are all children of one or two years old.

"Could it be that the wild ones grow faster than the domesticated ones?"

Duobao thought of those magic weapons that never left him, thoughtful.

With the small altar in place, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun dared not speak, they could only communicate with each other with their eyes.

Hong Yun: "This altar is a thing of many treasures. So, the source of Honghuang's demon soldiers is actually not the altar, but many treasures?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "It should be. Looking at it now, the altar is actually nothing. The most powerful thing is Duobao!"

Hong Yun: "Duobao is a Taoist disciple, how could he have such a strange power? Does Brother Sanqing know?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Should know, right? After all, they are saints!"

"Saints can illuminate all things, and everything is clear...as long as they think about it, there is nothing they don't know."

Hong Yun: "Since I know it, but I don't deal with it... I seem to understand why the prehistoric saints watched the demon soldiers appear, but didn't do anything."

Zhen Yuanzi: "...It should be like this, our previous guess has come true."

"Why? They love Duobao so much?" Hong Yun frowned. Although he had some friendship with Duobao, the confusion caused by the small altar in the wild was too great. After realizing it, I couldn't help being a little dissatisfied with Duobao.

"They just let Duobao do something like this in the prehistoric world? To confuse the common people?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "Duobao doesn't know himself, all this is just the behavior of that little altar..."

Hong Yun stared at Zhen Yuanzi: "But, is it the source of confusion that can erase him?"

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Indeed, no matter how you justify it, Duobao is actually the source of all confusion in Honghuang.

Think about it after you understand everything, and everything will make sense.

Only Duobao can do this. After such a catastrophe, nothing can happen.

Among the six saints in Honghuang, the three saints are his masters and uncles, and the strongest Taoist ancestor is his master ancestor.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the second generation of the Great Desolation.

With so many supporters, he feels that nothing will happen to him.

"It seems that Daozu is an old man who loves this disciple and grandson very much." Zhen Yuanzi: "If it weren't for his old man's secret protection, other saints would have already started."

"Then what should we do now?" Hong Yun asked with his eyes.

Their original purpose was to seal the source of confusion. They thought it was an altar, but now they discovered that it was a treasure!

Chapter 295 Master Uncle Covers You

Zhen Yuanzi was silent, what should he do?

The two are old friends, their tacit understanding is over the top, and they can roughly guess what each other means with their eyes.

He knew what Hong Yun meant, and he just asked him, do you want to do something?

Although in this case, it is already ridiculous.

Hands-on?

How to do it?

Do something about Duobao, the real source of confusion?

Are they rivals?

They couldn't even beat a small altar made by Duobao, so they still wanted to do something to Duobao?

That's not doing it, that's courting death!

However, the way of the two of them is here. They want to restore the prehistoric, and this is their purpose from the beginning.

Even if I die without regret... Now I have finally discovered the real source of confusion, just because it is Duobao, because I will die, so I have to give up?

If they don't do anything, their Taoism will probably be affected... This will become a thorn in their hearts forever.

After a long time, Zhen Yuanzi sighed and made a decision.

Hong Yun's heart tightened, and he understood what he was thinking without Zhen Yuanzi's explanation.

Zhen Yuanzi's face turned serious, and he asked Duobao, who had been looking at them curiously, "Duobao, forgive me, as an elder, let me ask you a question."

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi like this, Duobao was puzzled, but he also became serious, and said in a deep voice, "Excuse me."

He saw that something was wrong. Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun had been eyeing each other for a long time, but they didn't know what they were exchanging.

Now, obviously, there are already results.

Inexplicably, the atmosphere seemed to have changed a bit.

I always feel that Zhen Yuanzi's next question and his own answer will have a different impact.

"Could it be that this little guy really caused some serious trouble?" Duo Bao looked down at the small altar in his arms, which suddenly became quiet.

It also seemed to realize that the situation was wrong, and it was no longer active before.

"No matter what trouble it caused, Duobao is willing to bear it!" Duobao said seriously.

The small altar was transformed by his power. It is understandable that he is still a child with low spiritual intelligence.

He couldn't just throw it out for what it did...he wasn't like that.

At the same time, through legends and contact, he also understands the characters of Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, and knows that these two people are truly kind people, and they are the rare existences in this prehistoric era who can be said to be truly righteous.

He didn't want to be such a person, that was too restrictive, but this did not prevent him from admiring such a person.

Seeing Duobao's serious attitude, Zhen Yuanzi calmed down a little.

Judging from this attitude, Duobao doesn't look like such an evil person.

"Duobao, let me ask you, as a person of Taoism, how can you have such evil power?" Zhen Yuanzi asked solemnly.

Duobao: "Evil power? Oh, do you mean ominous power?"

He spread out his palm, and in his palm, a red ominous force appeared.

The red dense light flickered, making the surroundings suddenly no longer safe.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun all stepped back a few steps, looking at the ominous power in Duobao's palm in horror, feeling horrified in their hearts.

Sure enough, Duobao was the source of confusion.

This kind of power is indeed the evil power they felt from above the altar, but it is much stronger than the power in the altar, the power in Duobao's hands.

The two are not on the same level at all...Compared, it is like the gap between a drop of water and an ocean!

Zhen Yuanzi was inexplicably startled, and suddenly thought, if it was not the altar that fell into the flood, but the power in Duobao's hands, what would the flood look like?

"I'm afraid, Honghuang will immediately fall into the dark age?"

"Even if the Lich doesn't disappear, can it stop such power?"

Zhen Yuanzi was silent, he already had the answer in his heart.

He has seen the most powerful people of the two clans of Lich, such as Emperor Di Jun, Emperor Taiyi, Demon Master Kunpeng, Emperor Xihuang Fuxi, and Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Although he is weaker than them, he is not so weak!

The longer he looked at this power, the more his heart palpitations grew... It's too fierce!

Far beyond the power of the altar... The longer you look at it, the more flustered you become.

Inexplicably, there is even a kind of hairy all over...I don't know if it is hairy anymore, I feel like my body is about to grow hairy.

Zhen Yuanzi felt an itchy sensation coming from his body, twisted his body unconsciously, lowered his head subconsciously, did not see the expected situation happening on his body, and unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no red hair grew.

"Duobao, where do you get such strength?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in horror and amazement.

With such power, looking at the prehistoric world, I am afraid that only the saints and Taoist ancestors can resist it?

While asking, Zhen Yuanzi thought to himself.