Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

The creatures below the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

They sat cross-legged all over Mount Sumeru.

A monk above Taiyi Golden Immortal.

They were allowed by Rahu to enter the Demon Ancestor Palace.

In the Demon Ancestor Palace.

Nearly a thousand monks of Taiyi Golden Immortal are here.

There is also a big Luo Jinxian standing alone in front of him.

"The ancestor of the devil is kind and preaches the prehistoric world. This is a great merit."

"After the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the creatures were stubborn and dull, and the method of cultivation had long been cut off. If we hadn't had a chance, otherwise the Taiyi Golden Immortal would not have been able to reach it."

"What Fellow Daoist said is very true. Fortunately, the Demon Ancestor preached the Tao, so that you and I have the opportunity to enter the Daluo Golden Immortal."

"The Demon Ancestor preached. If you can worship the Demon Ancestor as your teacher, this is the real opportunity."

The monks of Taiyi Jinxian discussed with each other.

The monk in the middle of the Great Luo Jinxian in front.

Wearing a black Taoist robe.

His expression was indifferent, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

The black pupils stared at the futon above the Demon Ancestor Hall.

"My plan is to become a disciple of the Demon Ancestor."

Ji Du secretly calculated in his heart.

He was transformed by a ray of devilish energy from outside the territory.

Known as an extraterrestrial demon.

Rahu, the ancestor of the devil, is the head of the devil.

If you become his disciple.

He will take the true fruit of the evil way.

A moment later.

The demonic energy vibrated.

The entire west is surrounded by demon energy.

On Mount Sumeru, the devilish energy is even stronger.

The space in the Demon Ancestral Hall was distorted.

A figure came out.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon.

It was Rahu.

His face was stern.

Nine days of magic.

Luo Hu looked at the monks in the hall.

All the monks who met Luo Hu's eyes lowered their heads.

panic, fear.

Only that day Mojidu.

Under Luo Hu's coercion, his bones were clattered, and his eyes showed no trace of fear.

Tough and fearless.

Luo Hu couldn't help but nodded to him in satisfaction.

He is qualified to be this seat's disciple.

Although Styx found one for him.

But there is no better way to teach yourself.

"Thousands of years have passed, this seat has begun to preach, and you will understand it carefully."

Having said that, Rahu began to preach.

"The Dao is only me, no matter the Dao Demon. Focus on the heart, and let me be free."

"The sky is blue, and the earth is vast. If it is vague, it will be natural to get the law."

"Heavenly furnace and earthly fire, in order to refine the original mind, be firm and solid, why fear thorns."

The sky gathers spiritual energy, and demonic energy is everywhere.

The ground surged with magic lotuses, and the strange beasts boiled.

The sound of magic is lingering, and the heart of magic is vertical and horizontal.

Although Luo Hu is not Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

But it is more than enough to teach these prehistoric monks.

The monk below.

Under Rahu's magic law.

Immerse yourself in Rahu's sermons.

Some scratched their heads, while others realized clearly.

Inside the hall.

Countless demonic energy poured into their bodies.

The demon seeds began to condense.