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

Literally rudimentary, Hong Yun has already been brought down by Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi crushed Nuwa's big white rabbit.

Hongyun tore off Fuxi's lifeblood.

A pair of good friends, the operation is unsightly.

Today's Hongyun, he used his tricks again.

"Dragon drill, only take the back!"

I saw Hong Yun showing a wretched smile.

Tong Tian only felt a chill behind him.

A killing intent came from Tongtian's back.

"Hongyun, you should die!"

Tongtian Qishang sword turned, wanting to protect his dignity.

"Whether this seat will die or not is not up to you."

"Tianmo tower, kill!"

Following Hongyun roared.

Tianmo Pagoda directly killed Tongtian's lower body.

The next moment, the Tianmo Pagoda overcame the defense of the Seven-Shang Sword, and entered from Tongtian's coccyx.

"No!"

"Hong Yun, this seat and you are inseparable."

Tong Tian's lips were pale, and his eyes were trembling.

A cold pain came from Tongtian's lower body.

Soon, the Heavenly Demon Tower completely tore Tongtian's lower body into pieces with endless blood.

The Tianmo Pagoda's ultimate move has passed, and it flies towards Hongyun, wanting to return to his palm.

"Get out of here!"

"It still has a taste!"

With a look of disgust on his face, Hong Yun directly smashed the Heavenly Demon Tower into the void, letting it be washed away by the chaotic airflow.

Demon Tower: I am not a human, you are a real dog!

Obviously it was Hong Yun who used the magic dragon drill to take away Tongtian's dignity.

This back court, which Tongtian had maintained for countless years, was brutally broken.

"This red cloud, who did you learn from?"

"That's too... well done."

Netherworld.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hong Yun's operation, and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up from the air.

As expected of his best friend, what a fucking thrill.

"Master, this rat meat is kind of firewood!"

Xiao Tiangou ate the big piece of meat with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

The dog takes the mouse, which is incisive.

"Hurry up and eat, your cultivation base is too rubbish."

"This is Bai Yuan's meat."

Yang Jian kicked the Xiaotian dog.

Immediately, a [-]-foot white lion appeared.

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Prehistoric: Demon Ancestor Luohu, the opening of Zhuxian Sword Formation

Chapter 289 Zhu Xian Sword Formation, Seven Scars Sword Formation

Zixiao Palace.

Three figures sat cross-legged above the hall.

Beside them, there was a wooden table filled with various spiritual fruits and nectars.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, who do you think will be better than Tongtian or Hongyun?"

The corner of Minghe's mouth slightly raised, and he said slowly.

That's right, he came to Zixiao Palace to discuss life with Hongjun again.

Opposite Styx is Hongjun, and Tiandao is sitting next to him.

The way of heaven is still hidden in the mist.

"Fellow Daoist Styx."

"Does that even need to be said?"

"Tongtian is the third disciple of Pindao, with deep heels and great supernatural powers."

"Seven Injuries Sword is an innate treasure, and it can be used as a peerless sword array."

"Of course Hongyun can win."

"The Zhuxian Sword Formation is really powerful, and it can't be broken with the cultivation base of Tongtian."

As Hongjun was talking, there was a sudden reversal.

Tongtian's dear master, it's a solid hammer.