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

In the Bajing Palace, Lao Tzu was furious.

"Kunpeng, human race, that poor way will destroy you."

With a gloomy face, Lao Tzu wanted to leave.

He must make the race pay the price.

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, don't you welcome me here?"

A figure appeared in the Bajing Palace without anyone noticing.

Lao Tzu, I didn't notice it at all.

"Daoist Mosquito, what are you doing?"

Lao Tzu looked at the bloody figure warily.

This person is Taoist Mosquito, the ancestor of the demon clan, possessing the strength of a mid-stage saint.

"In the late stage of the saint, you have arrived."

The old man was expressionless, but he was shocked in his heart.

Marriage in the demon court, this Taoist talent is a middle-stage saint.

In such a short period of time, he has reached the late saint stage.

There was a huge gap in Lao Tzu's heart.

He planned for countless years before he became a saint.

It is extremely difficult to break through the realm of a saint.

But for Taoist Mosquito, the realm entered so quickly.

Lao Tzu couldn't help questioning himself.

"What, do you want me to stand?"

Taoist Mosquito took out a chair and sat down on his own.

He didn't care at all, this is Taiqing Laozi's dojo.

"Poverty Dao is naturally delighted when the Demon Ancestor comes."

"But Shouyang Mountain is barren, there is nothing to entertain the demon ancestors, please forgive me."

Taoist Mosquito is here, so I can't attack Kunpeng anymore.

In the late sage period, even if Lao Tzu has become a three-pure spirit, he is still not sure of defeating Taoist Mosquito.

What's more, the trump card of turning three cleans into one gas will naturally be saved until the end.

It's not worth wasting such an ultimate move against Taoist Mosquito.

"My ancestor knew you were poor, so he didn't force you."

"I'll just sit here, you can do what you want."

Taoist Mosquito said lightly.

He took out the blood spirit fruit and ate the mulberries.

In addition, he also took out a pot of spiritual wine.

No, that's not spirit wine, but blood.

This blood has a lot of background.

It was Pan Gu's blood.

Lao Tzu's face is ugly, but there is no other way.

He simply entered the depths of the Bajing Palace and began to refine the alchemy silently.

Watching Taoist Mosquito drink Pangu's blood, I can't stand it.

Not very hurtful, but extremely insulting.

Although Laozi doesn't respect Pangu, this gimmick is still there.

In front of his son drinking his father's blood, Mosquito Taoist did a good job this time.

Intimidated by Taoist Mosquito, I didn't dare to act rashly.

Lao Tzu was angry, but some people took pleasure in other people's misfortune.

Sumeru Mountain.

Zhunti and Jieyin nodded in satisfaction.

Taiqing Lao Tzu is their big brother, but he is a Western sage.

Sanqing and others can look down on Zhunti and Yingying.

Seeing Lao Tzu deflated, Zhun Ti was about to be overjoyed.

They can't wait to save a few creatures to add to the fun.

If this senior brother likes female sex.

They definitely have a word to say.

Then play music, then dance.

Western Buddhist kingdom, wake up.

Kunlun Mountains.

Biyou Palace.

Both Yuanshi and Tongtian had bad faces.

Saints are not benevolent, this Kunpeng scolded them together.

East China Sea coast.

The two armies confront each other.