Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

The backyard of Sanqing Palace.

This is actually where Sanqing once lived. It was just an ordinary compound, with stone brick roads, a small bamboo forest, and a small thatched house.

In front of the thatched house, the three saints still appeared in the same way, sitting cross-legged in the void, with two figures already standing below them. Those two figures were Nanji and Duobao.

Well, Kunlun F4 reunites again.

"Disciple has met his master, his uncle, and his uncle."

The two of them bowed and bowed.

After they bowed, I slowly opened my eyes and said, "You are going to the sea of ​​​​blood with your treasures, and you will have a meritorious deed."

With that said, four of Lao Tzu's most precious treasures appeared in front of Xuandu, the Tai Chi Diagram, the Qian Kun Ruler, the Linglong Xuan Huang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and the Li Di Flame Flag.

Yuanshi did not hesitate, and the four treasures of Pangu Banner, Zhutian Qingyun, Wuji Xinghuang Banner, and Sanbao Jade Ruyi also appeared in front of Guangchengzi and Anji respectively.

Tongtian looked hesitant and rubbed his chin. For a moment, he didn't know what magic weapon to give Duobao. After thinking for a moment, Tongtian took out the Qingping Sword, the Four Swords of Zhuxian, the Formation of Zhuxian, the Heart-Piercing Lock, and the Purple Electric Hammer, and then Tongtian took out a black flag and looked a little hesitant.

"Stop!" Yuan Shi couldn't help but stop: "Third brother, if you take too many treasures, even Junior Nephew Duobao won't be able to use them."

Hearing this, Tongtian nodded and said with a smile: "What the second brother said is that we don't want to protect the safety of Bao."

Yuan Shi's mouth twitched. Compared with the number of magical treasures, he was really not as good as Tong Tian. In fact, the difference was too much. Tong Tian had almost finished dividing all the innate spiritual treasures among his disciples. As a result, he still had so many in his hands, and each of them was exhausted. It's a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which is outrageous.

Duobao took the pile of treasures with a smile and put them into the storage bag: "Disciple, thank you Master!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Tongtian chuckled and said, "Bao, you must take good care of your body when you go out. If you come back and you are hungry and thin, I will feel sorry for you."

Tongtian really likes Duobao's chubby appearance, he looks rich at first glance.

"Uh..." Duobao's face turned red and he said, "Master, don't worry, my disciple will not treat me badly."

At this scene, even I, whose expression has remained unchanged for thousands of years, can't help but feel a dark streak. His temperament is nothing like a saint.

I said calmly: "You can go to the sea of ​​blood."

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison: "Disciple, obey!"

Sanqing said together: "Good."

The Sea of ​​Blood, this is the northwestmost part of the prehistoric continent. The Sea of ​​Blood connects the West Sea and the North Sea. Looking at it from the sea, it is half red and half blue. It can be considered a rather wonderful sight. The Sea of ​​Blood connects the northwest corner of the prehistoric continent, and the blood sea The sea is very calm. If there is no movement, there will be no ripples.

Ji Heng and Hou Tu were on the coast and had been sitting here for nearly seventy years. Hou Tu was meditating while Ji Heng looked at this scene with compassion.

Countless souls are floating here. They have strange shapes, such as losing their heads, arms, or legs. Of course, there are also normal souls.

The soul is the manifestation of the true spirit. The sea of ​​blood has an inexplicable attraction to the true spirit. All the dead whose true spirits have not been wiped out in the prehistoric times will eventually end up as wandering souls above the sea of ​​blood.

Of course, dying doesn't mean you are safe. When you come to the Blood Sea, you will face... the Shura Clan!

The Shura tribe is a race formed by forcibly infusing the true spirit with the law of killing. This race was created by the ancestor of Styx. He once imitated the saint Nuwa and created the Shura tribe. Although he gained merit, the Shura tribe did not Perfect, it can even be said to be far from perfect. The Shura clan can only be regarded as changing the form of the true spirit.

The Shura tribe cannot reproduce, of course, except for the yin and yang combination with the human race. The human race is just like the prehistoric usb. As long as the yin and yang intercourse is met, offspring can be born. At this time, all the Shura tribe can only be created by the Ancestor Styx, and , the Shura clan is not very strong, and the Shura clan only has four Daluo Golden Immortals. They are all the original Daluo Golden Immortals in the prehistoric times. They were specially captured and killed by Styx and became the Shura clan.

After all, it is really difficult to find the true spirit of Daluo's strong men. They are forever exiled to the present and the past. Time is moving forward. They can only survive in the past. Daluo's true spirit, unless they are killed and poured out, if If you kill him first, you won’t be able to retain the true spirit.

These innocent true spirits drifting into the sea of ​​​​blood are faced with the hunting and killing of the Shura clan.

Suddenly, there was another sudden movement in the blood sea, setting off thousands of billions of miles of waves sweeping towards the shore. Some people with weak true spirits were directly melted by this blood sea.

Ji Heng just said indifferently: "Heaven and earth are one sword."

In an instant, the red giant sword stood in the center of the waves, with the blazing real sun fire burning on the sword's edge. As soon as the sword came out, the blood sea instantly became calm, except for an extremely ugly and ferocious figure under the sword's edge with an angry face. meaning.

"I*you*! ****Shura's foul language!****Ji Heng!" The figure cursed angrily, and the curse was very unpleasant:

"Ji Heng, our Shura clan has no enmity with your human clan, but you have stopped us for nearly a hundred years. What are you going to do!"

"Great Brahma, don't speak so harshly." Ji Heng chuckled and said: "If you don't catch these innocent true spirits, how can the poor Taoist point his sword at you?"

"No!" Zi Zaitian scolded angrily: "You must be sick! No, both of you must be sick! Our Shura clan relies on this to thrive, and it's none of your business!"

"Zizaitian, those who believe in poverty, we are here to help you." Ji Heng said seriously.

"We have been fighting for nearly a hundred years. You, a little Taiyi, have the ability to compete with me openly without using the power of a magic weapon!" Zi Zaitian shouted.

Who is this person? For more than seventy years, he has been blocking them from bringing the true spirit back to the Blood Sea. From the weakest to him, one of the four demon kings of the Shura tribe, he has been frightened! When you come out, there will be a sword hanging over your head. Are you afraid? This sword is also a top-notch innate spiritual treasure! There is nothing you can do against him! This situation has lasted for more than seventy years, and even some girls in the clan have been scared out of their emotions. They call Ji Heng, the Heng of non-killing. This is given to Zi Ziqian, but he still can't beat him. If he rushes over with force, He was seriously injured by that sword.

When Ji Heng heard the words, he paused, then took out a piano and put it on his lap. After thinking about it, he felt that it might not be enough, so the Tian Yan Book appeared beside him.

Watching this scene, Zi Zaitian's mouth twitched, you are awesome!

Ji Heng's wealth shocked Shura to death. Their ancestors only had three top-grade innate spiritual treasures. This little human Taiyi Golden Immortal took out two top-grade innate spiritual treasures and one acquired merit treasure. .

Ji Heng looked at Zi Zaitian, as if he felt it was not safe enough, and took out the Bagua plate again, snapped his fingers, and laid out the four thousand three hundred and twenty rounds.

The corner of Zi Zaitian's mouth twitched, Fu Xi personally said, "You can't offend me!" "Farewell!"

After saying goodbye, Zi Zaitian dived back into the sea of ​​blood.

"Pfft." Hou Tu looked at this scene, covered his face and chuckled: "Little friend Ji Heng is quite steady."

"Haha, Hou Tuzu deserves it. I'm just taking precautions. If the four demon kings come out to attack me, how can I, a little Taiyi Golden Immortal, be able to hold on? I can only rely on the power of magic weapons." Ji Heng said helplessly, spreading his hands.