Prehistoric: The opening talent draws ten times in a row

"Brother, it's gone."

"The Western Continent is completely gone."

Zhunti said in a daze.

They saw the battle between Hongjun and Luohu.

They also saw that Luo Hu blew himself up and destroyed the ancestors of the western land.

This time, the western world has really become a barren land.

It means that they have the protection of the innate array, otherwise they will be wiped out.

"This damned Luo Hu, if he falls, he will bring the whole West to his back. It's really abominable."

"There is also Na Hongjun, who can stop him, but stands idly by, which is equally abominable."

Jieyin said through gritted teeth.

"Brother."

"Do you remember the man who broke in before?"

Zhunti asked with gloomy eyes.

They remembered what the man who had broken into the Xiantian formation before said.

It hasn't come back until now, and it is most likely that it has fallen.

But his words were still in their ears.

"From this point of view, that person is indeed very likely to be sent by Hongjun."

"Not only did he not stop Luo Hu, he even planned to help him."

"This Hongjun is so bad."

Zhunti said angrily.

"Oh, junior brother."

"Now it's a foregone conclusion, and we are about to take shape."

"Let's practice hard."

Things have come to this point, and they are powerless.

We can only prepare for the transformation first.

Chapter 109 The Innate Sacredness Emerges One after another

The battle between Taoism and demons came to an end when Luo Hu blew himself up, igniting the ancestors of the West.

The sky and the earth are clear, and the laws of heaven are extremely smooth.

A new era is coming.

Sanqing and other congenital saints have reached the time to transform.

Although part of their origin was taken away by Daoist Changsheng, it has been fully replenished after hundreds of millions of years of hard work.

Kunlun Mountains.

A huge innate restriction array gradually disappeared.

In the big formation that was supposed to be a blessed place in the cave, it seemed a little depressed.

Only a few sporadic spiritual roots took root and grew.

And the grade is very low.

The three light clusters emitted a dazzling blue light.

Then turned into three figures.

Da Luo Jinxian's aura soared into the sky.

"My Taiqing Lao Tzu, transform into form."

"My origin, transformation."

"I reach the sky, transform into form."

The light dissipated, revealing Sanqing's appearance.

It's just that Sanqing's complexion is not very good-looking at the moment, and he doesn't have the slightest joy after being transformed.

Looking at the penniless Dongtianfudi, Sanqingjun remembered everything that Taoist Changsheng had done to them.

"Brother Dao, now that we have transformed, it's time to find the Daoist of Longevity."

"I still remember the humiliation of that day in my heart."

Tong Tian was so hot-tempered that he wanted to look for Lin Changsheng.

"Second brother, don't be impulsive."

Yuan Shi gave a loud shout.

"Yuan Shi said it well."

"As the day and night are clear, countless innate things are born one after another."

"It's time for me to look for opportunities."

"Revenge must be avenged, but not now."

Taiqing Laozi recalled the battle that day, even if he appeared in form, he didn't necessarily feel that he was an opponent.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to improve the strength.

Buzhou Mountain.

The same innate formation gradually disappeared.

The two groups of light sensed the secret, and they also appeared in an instant.

It is Fuxi and Nuwa.

"Finally transformed."

Feeling the vitality of the prehistoric land, Fuxi couldn't help taking two deep breaths.

"Yes."

"Now that the Dao is recovering, the law is clearly understood."

"But it is always difficult to understand the Dao."

"I don't know when I can meet fellow Daoist Changsheng."

"I also want to know the method of beheading three corpses."

The first thing Nuwa did when she transformed into form was to find Lin Changsheng.

Because they are already Da Luo Jinxian.

According to Changsheng Daoist, the next realm is Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

But this realm requires a sense of Dao.

Now that the Dao is retired, it is too difficult to understand it, and I have no clue.

So she wanted to hear Lin Changsheng's method of beheading the three corpses before deciding on the next path of cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist of Longevity, his whereabouts are erratic, and it is impossible to calculate."

"We can only meet again by fate."

"Little sister, why don't we take advantage of the Qingming day today, and let's travel together in the wilderness."

Fuxi looked like a child locked up at home at the moment, and couldn't wait to go out and have a look.

Nuwa smiled lightly, "Good."

Not under the mountain.

The innate formation disappeared, revealing the quaint Pangu Temple.

The twelve blood-colored cocoons seemed to be summoned, and all of them broke out of the cocoons.

Twelve huge figures towered above the sky and landed outside the Pangu Temple like demon gods.

"My Twelve Patriarchal Witch has finally transformed."

Space Ancestor Wudi Jiang made a sound like thunder.

"Yeah, this period of time has suffocated me."

Wu Jumang, the ancestor of the wood, also said.

"If it weren't for the help of that Daoist, I don't know if I can survive until the moment of transformation."

The words of the ancestor witch of fire made the twelve ancestor witches fall into memory.

Although at that time they fell into a deep sleep because their souls were corroded by evil spirits and foul air.

But that doesn't mean they don't know everything about the outside world.

The mysterious Dao Zun broke into the Xiantian formation suddenly, and was able to directly resist the coercion of the Pangu Temple with his body, which already won their respect.

In addition, Lin Changsheng used heaven-defying means to help them purify evil spirits and filthy spirits, and nourish their primordial spirits again.

Although it is said that their physical strength has reached the Da Luo Jinxian now, but the primordial spirit is only in the realm of Xuanxian.

But as long as he practiced, the primordial spirit could continue to grow stronger.

If Lin Changsheng hadn't taken action, their souls would have disappeared completely.

Therefore, everything Lin Changsheng did was regarded as Taoist from the bottom of their hearts.

"The dao venerable is as powerful as the sky. If my ancestral witch clan meets again, I must thank you very much."

"However, the primordial spirit is the secret of our witch clan, so don't reveal it easily."

Houtu pondered for a moment and said.

"Sister Houtu, what are you afraid of?"

"Our ancestral witch is the essence and blood of Father God Pangu."

"The Great Desolate Continent should belong to our Wu Clan."

"Why are you so cautious?"

Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, muttered.

"idiot."

"Only your head in the water can figure out anything."

"Nowadays, the congenital and divine have emerged one after another, hiding countless powers."

"It is of course the best to have an extra hand of cards."

"Besides, is it an honor to speak out about your primordial spirit who is only in the realm of Xuanxian?"

Di Jiang slapped Gong Gong on the back of the head with a slap that hated iron and steel.

"We all agree with what sister Houtu said."

Seeing this, the rest of the ancestral witches expressed their opinions one after another.

sun star.

The scorching sun is constantly spitting out real fire.

Two figures also appeared in the void.

One holds the Hetu Luoshu, and the other holds the Chaos Clock.

It was Dijun and Taiyi.

"Brother, we finally took shape."

"Is it time to find trouble with the Lord of Humanity?"