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

In the banquet hall, even the other saints couldn't help but look sideways at the burning furnace.

Half-step innate treasure, they are really too poor.

If there is a ranking list of poor saints in the wild, then Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the Three Patriarchs of the Human Race must be the first to be on the list.

"Master, please resurrect Zhao Gongming."

Master Tongtian knelt down in front of Hongjun Daozu with a calm expression. This time he lost his apprentice and lost his army.

The Desolate Sky Monument was not obtained, but two high-grade innate spirit treasures were also included.

"Dashan, stand up!"

"Pindao came here this time, watching the duel between Guang Chengzi and Zhao Gongming, and he was very happy."

"Since Fellow Daoist Minghe did not hesitate to take out the Desolate Heaven Monument, then Pindao will raise the strength of Guang Chengzi and Zhao Gongming to the middle stage of quasi-sage, and even if they fall in this calamity, they don't have to be on the list of gods."

After Hongjun Daozu's words fell, all the monks talked a lot.

As for Master Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun, they were extremely happy.

There is no need to be on the list of gods, their orthodoxy is preserved no matter what.

Poor old man, he can only paddle aside. His disciple Master Xuandu does not have such a chance.

At the same time as the interception banquet was going on, outside the prehistoric world, a figure appeared stepping on a black spear.

Chapter 369

Banquet hall.

Behind Daozu Hongjun, the heavenly golden wheel suddenly appeared, and the three thousand laws exuded endless dao rhyme.

The golden light of merit is incomparably bright, and the long river of life in the prehistoric world appears in the hands of Daozu Hongjun, and the mysterious and mysterious aura shocked countless people.

They looked at the long river of life, and their eyes flashed.

"The origin of the way of heaven, resurrection!"

Daoist Hongjun gave a soft drink, endless laws surged, and the next moment, a light of life emerged from the long river of life.

Everyone saw that there was a ray of Zhao Gongming's soul in the light of life.

Soon, the law of life and the law of good fortune entered the light of life, and under the magic power of Daozu Hongjun, Zhao Gongming's figure reappeared in an instant.

"As expected of Dao Patriarch, amazing!"

All the monks said one after another that they became more and more respectful to Daozu Hongjun.

"Zhao Gongming, kneel down and thank Daozu."

Opening his eyes slowly, Zhao Gongming immediately knelt down in front of Daozu Hongjun and kowtowed to him.

His cultivation base has been promoted to the mid-stage quasi-sage.

As for the light of life, it was beaten back into the long river of life by Daozu Hongjun.

"Guangchengzi, it's your turn."

Hongjun Daozu ignored Zhao Gongming, but directly injected a ball of the source of the Dao of Heaven into Guangchengzi's body.

A burst of blue light flashed, and Guang Chengzi's injuries and origin were all recovered, and his cultivation base also reached the mid-stage quasi-sage with the promotion of the origin of the way of heaven.

"Guang Chengzi, you have to make good use of this half-step congenital treasure, the Burning Heaven Furnace."

"There is also the refining tool that I teach, which needs to be practiced hard."

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand, and the burning furnace fell into the hands of Guang Chengzi, and the fire of destruction burned blazingly inside.

"Disciple, thank you Daozu, Master, Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor."

Guang Chengzi put away the burner, and immediately kowtowed to the four of them to express his thanks.

He and Yuanshi Tianzun have gained a lot during the trip to cut off the teaching banquet.

"Get up!"

Daoist Hongjun waved slightly, and both Guangchengzi and Zhao Gongming were lifted up.

Afterwards, everyone sat back to their original positions, and then staggered toasts.

The fairies danced, and there was bursts of fairy music.

Everyone is happy in their hearts, only those saints are bitter in their hearts.

Among them, the most uncomfortable one is the leader of Tongtian, he feels as uncomfortable as eating Xiang.

It is extremely sad that a high-grade chaotic spirit treasure just missed him.

Among the crowd, there was another person who felt very uncomfortable, that was King Zhou Di Xin.

The leader of Tongtian sect obtained the magic weapon Tianjing, and Yuanshi Tianzun obtained the Huangtian monument.

And they were all King Zhou wanted to deal with.

"The return of the nine cauldrons to one is the treasure of acquired merit, but it is still not as good as the saints."

"The widow must find a chaotic treasure, even if it is borrowed."

"However, who in the prehistoric world can lend the chaotic treasure to the widow?"

King Zhou felt dejected, and his head grew several times.

"Forget it, when the time comes, I will unite with the Four Patriarchs and the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and we should be able to fight the saints, right?"

King Zhou thought in his heart that he was very hopeless.

The cultivation of the Five Emperors and Wenzu Cangjie is the most holy.

Among the three emperors, Fuxi is the disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he must not make a move.

As for Xuanyuan, he is a disciple of the sage who is allowed to mention and guide him, and he cannot participate in the battle of the sages.

In this way, only the emperor Bai Ze, Suiren clan, Youchao clan, and Ziyi clan are left, but their strength is only in the early stage of saints.

King Zhou estimated that he could only reach the mid-sage stage at most when he exhausted all means.

In this way, they still cannot defeat the saints.