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

"Pick up fellow daoist, let me come."

As he spoke, Kunpeng looked at Zhunti dripping with blood, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Acting, who can't!

"Yes, quickly heal the younger brother."

Kunpeng was in a hurry, and tremblingly took out a large number of spiritual fruits.

Hundreds of blood spirit fruits were forced into Zhunti's mouth, like feeding livestock.

Dozens of catties of hibiscus fruit, those who don’t want the money are poured down.

There are more than a dozen star fruits, a few flat peach fruits, and a few apricots mixed in.

Houthi put it in Zhunti's mouth.

All the people present were dumbfounded.

This is too rich.

It is worthy of being a demon master of the demon race.

Niubi (broken sound)!

Nuwa's face was blank, she just aimed at some punishment, it's not so serious.

Kunpeng, when did the relationship with Zhunti get so good?

"Junior Sister, you are going too far!"

Lao Tzu Taiqing's expression was gloomy. As the great disciple of Taoist ancestor, his prestige was unmatched by the others.

"Junior Sister, you have passed."

"Zunti is still young, he is still a child."

Tongtian and Yuanshi, relying on their identities as senior brothers, taught Nuwa a lesson.

Has anyone seen a child hundreds of millions of years old? ?

Chapter 175

The ancestral land of the human race.

Nuwa's face was gloomy.

Sanqing, Zhunti and Yin, Kunpeng.

They all came to teach her a lesson.

It seems that Kunpeng had premeditated.

Nuwa felt that the luck of the human race under her control was reduced by a few points in an instant.

Looking at the three ancestors of the human race, they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

It seems that they have been disappointed in her, the Holy Mother.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Nuwa hurt her brothers and sisters, and Kunpeng protected the human race everywhere.

The human race is like a blank sheet of paper.

And Kunpeng performed a play, which ruined Nuwa's image.

"Humph!"

"This Kongtong seal, I don't care if I don't want it."

"Kunpeng, human race, you can do it for yourself."

Seeing that she was powerless, Nuwa could only leave in despair.

She didn't dare to attack Kunpeng, after all Taoist Mosquito was watching in secret.

And that Emperor Shun Taiyi is really difficult to deal with.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Kunpeng."

Zhunti savored the taste of the spiritual fruit.

His injuries have healed, and even Yuanyuan has improved a little bit.

Especially the blood spirit fruit, the taste is really not bad.

"Brother, do you still have blood spirit fruit?"

Zhunti simply had a thick skin and stared at Kunpeng eagerly.

I owed my mouth just now, and was cleaned up by Nuwa.

This beating cannot be done in vain.

"That's it!"

"This is a blood spirit fruit tree, and I will give it to you."

Kunpeng's mana moved, and he handed a blood-colored fruit tree to Zhunti.

However, there is no spiritual fruit on the fruit tree, and it needs to be picked up and cultivated by Zhunti.

"Thank you, brother!"

"In the future, if senior brother has anything to do, I will definitely mention it to death!"

Zhunti was overjoyed, and it really was a worthwhile trip this time.

The Wu people have a relationship with the West.

It shouldn't be a problem to hunt down some people from the witch clan and release some blood to cultivate the blood spirit fruit, right?

Seeing Zhunti's behavior like this, all the powerful people present couldn't laugh or cry.

I have never seen such a brazen person!

They don't know each other about quasi-mention and reception!