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

"Send Kaitian Water Spirit to the main body, your body will be upgraded to a higher level, and your understanding of the law of water will also be improved."

Kunpeng's holy position was unexpected.

Xuanyuan controls the water flag and opens the sky and water spirit.

Hongjun borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and gave them to Kunpeng.

It's just a top-grade innate spirit treasure, it's harmless.

After Hongjun bestowed the Seven Holy Spirit Treasures.

I am already very anxious because I didn't get the power of Lingbao.

Simply, they learned to pick up and guide.

Now it's time to make a black face.

How could such a big move be plagiarized?

Zixiao Palace burst into tears again.

Hongjun said three times, these powerful people have cried for countless times.

They are more tragic than the other.

The face of being an innate god was completely forgotten by them.

Shameless, how can a congenital spirit treasure be valuable?

"Please give me the Lingbao, teacher."

"The disciple has no defense, so it is difficult to stand in the wild."

Daoist Hongjun preached, preaching floods.

He has the grace of preaching to the prehistoric creatures.

Therefore, it is common sense to call Hongjun a teacher.

"All right."

"Pindao is thousands of miles away from Zixiao Palace, and there is a place called Baoyan."

"You can all go to find the predestined things."

"Go!"

With a wave of Hongjun's hand, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened.

All the great powers in the hall galloped away.

They rushed out of Zixiao Palace and flew towards Fenbaoyan.

Even the seven people on the futon left Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun Daozu looked blank.

What about respecting the teacher?

Immediately, only Styx, Hongjun, and two boys remained in the huge Zixiao Palace.

"Fellow Daoist is bleeding a lot this time."

"Countless years of collections have been scattered."

"This deity is not as good as you, I admire you."

"Helpless, this deity only has the top grade, and the top grade chaotic spirit treasure can't be bestowed on them."

"That's all."

Styx smiled wryly as if laughing at himself.

Hongjun sounded normal just now, but in the end it was as bitter as if he had eaten Xiang.

I, Hongjun, am not a human being, but you, Styx, are really a dog.

I thought you were comforting me, but I didn't expect you to be a scumbag.

Look, does this speak human words?

Since you want to join the Tao, you have to give up some things.

However, this kind of harmony is different from the original prehistoric history.

This kind of harmony, as long as the prehistoric way of heaven is filled, Hongjun can break away from the way of heaven and achieve freedom.

But before that, he was still a tool man.

Hire workers!

Working spirit!

Work is a top priority!

Hongjun's tool-man physique has been hammered.

"The poor Taoist is the ancestor of Taoism, so it is natural to save all living beings."

"If Fellow Daoist Styx thinks there are too many Chaos Spirit Treasures, he can give some of them to the poor."

You are shameless, I am even more shameless than you.

Use magic to defeat magic.

Hongjun practiced well in this way.

"Today's weather is not bad."

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, this deity squints for a while."

Styx was embarrassed to deduct a dojo in Zixiao Palace.

Mom sucks.

How could Hongjun be unprincipled?

Old coin, turned into a spirit boy.