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

"It's quite capable, and you won't be able to jump up later."

Following Ao Bing's order, Nezha started crying again.

His little brother had been shattered countless times by bullets.

This is the price of arrogance.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, pay off the Third Prince's apprentice who released the poor Taoist."

Daoist Taiyi rushed to the East China Sea.

Seeing Nezha's miserable appearance, Master Taiyi's face trembled.

So fucking cruel!

"Master Daoist, please save Nezha!"

Mrs. Yin was crying, as if she saw a savior.

Daoist Taiyi is a disciple of a sage, and he will definitely save them from poisonous hands.

"Why save that traitor?"

"I knew I'd vent him on the wall!"

When Li Jing heard this, he immediately fried the pot.

He regretted giving birth to Nezha with Mrs. Yin too much.

This child is a complete evil.

"You are the real Taiyi, and you look like a fairy."

"My Highness will not let Nezha go."

"Where did you come from, you should go back!"

Ao Bing raised his hand and slapped Nezha's butt, and looked at Daoist Taiyi arrogantly.

Nezha is now a soft persimmon, not worth mentioning at all.

Daoist Taiyi, on the other hand, has a bit of background.

However, Ao Guang was already watching secretly, ready to make a move.

"Nie Yi, the poor way to discuss with you, but you are so arrogant."

"Today, Pindao will replace Ao Guang, and take care of you stinking dragon!"

Daoist Taiyi concentrated his mana in his hands, and wanted to rescue Nezha by force.

The power of the Da Luo Jinxian caused the waves of thousands of miles of sea to rise and fall.

The dragon clan ascended to heaven and became the minion of the heaven.

In the eyes of various sects, the dragon clan is just a bit of background.

Haotian's lackeys, they can knead them at will.

The real Taiyi has run out of patience.

"If you don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine, you will die!"

Master Taiyi raised his hand to kill Ao Bing.

The fierce magic power rushed straight to Ao Bing's face.

If he was hit by Daoist Taiyi, Ao Bing would be seriously injured.

"Friend Daoist, you are going too far!"

"The dragon swings its tail!"

At the critical moment, Ao Guang appeared.

As soon as he moved his mana, a golden dragon appeared.

The giant dragon moved its tail and directly smashed onto the body of Master Taiyi.

Soon, Daoist Taiyi was knocked out and was directly seriously injured.

"Are all disciples of Chanjiao so unbearable?"

"The dignified Luo Jinxian shot at the younger generation, did he live on the dog for so many years?"

Ao Guang angrily scolded Daoist Taiyi, and immediately stood on the commanding heights of morality.

"Ao Guang, you are engaging in a sneak attack!"

Master Taiyi clutched his chest, trying to pull himself together.

His very origins were battered.

If it weren't for the protection of the spirit treasure, Ao Guang's body would have been shattered by this blow.

"Ha ha!"

"Are you really going to tear your skin apart with my Dragon Clan?"

"The blow just now was nothing more than a small punishment for you."

Ao Guang stroked the dragon's beard and said calmly.

There are sages in teaching, but there are dragon emperors in the dragon clan.

With the Dragon Emperor in hand, I have the prehistoric world.

This is the greatest confidence of the Dragon Clan.

"Ao Guang, you..."

Daoist Taiyi spat out a mouthful of blood, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Relying on his quasi-sage cultivation, Ao Guang seriously injured him with one blow.

Daoist Taiyi can't ask Yuanshi Tianzun for help because of this kind of thing, otherwise he will be ridiculed by his fellow disciples.

He didn't believe that Ao Guang dared to kill him.