From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

For the first time, Zhang Qiling wondered in his heart whether his way of educating Mo Jiu was too indulgent.

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at their departing backs, and their aspirations to become Taoists finally relaxed. However, they felt as if a large piece of flesh had been cut off from their hearts, and they could not help but hold their heads and cry.

woo woo woo...

It's so bitter! It's so bitter! How can you bully me like this?

The Garuda was held upside down in Mo Jiu's hand, and it listened blankly to the words: Go back and train the hawk.

It's not an eagle!

No, are you going to take it back and make soup?

No, don’t!

The Garuda flapped its wings violently, struggled desperately, and screamed.

"Don't eat me, I'm not tasty! Jieyin Zhunti, save me, save me..."

"Clap clap clap..."

Mo Jiu slapped the Garuda on the head several times, making the Garuda dizzy.

"Don't move! I can't hold you anymore."

Zhang Qiling looked at his white and tender hands, silently caught Dapeng's wings, and lifted them into his own hands.

"I come."

Mo Jiu happily let go of his hand immediately, "Brother, don't let it fly away."

Dapeng fell into Zhang Qiling's hands. The whole bird was intimidated by a powerful aura and it didn't dare to move at all.

His golden eyes were filled with tears of despair, and he wanted to cry miserably, but no sound came out.

Zhang Qiling nodded, looking at the golden feathers of Dapeng, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Honghuang retracted the Heavenly Eye of Mount Xumi, and looked at the two small Heavenly Eyes that were still fighting, lost in thought.

……

Laozi on the fairy ship was completely immersed in a new understanding of the great way. Although he was aware of the things around him, he did not pay too much attention to them.

Zhang Qiling did not disturb him. He took Mo Jiu and wandered around in the prehistoric world in the fairy boat.

The two little guys were like idle street urchins, strolling around their own territory.

On this day, the fairy ship stopped at the foot of Mount Buzhou. Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu sat on the edge of the ship, watching the battle not far away.

"Di Jiang, today I, Di Jun, will let you try out the power of my Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation!"

The two races of wizards and liches have been in opposition for many years, and they have always been fighting on a small scale. Now Emperor Jun and Taiyi, along with the Twelve Ancestral Wizards, have finally come into conflict.

"Just relying on your broken formation?" Di Jiang sneered, "I am the orthodox Pangu clan. You monsters who are parasitic on the prehistoric world are worthy of competing with our Wu clan for the rule of the prehistoric world."

"You Wu Clan don't even have a soul. You are a bunch of guys who only know how to be reckless and domineering. How can you be qualified to rule the prehistoric world?"

"The tyrant is a crab, and the original form of the witch clan is a crab?" Mo Jiu asked in a low voice, swallowing his saliva.

The spicy crabs are so fragrant and delicious. Would crabs that have become spirits be delicious too?

"No." Zhang Qiling said. "The twelve witch ancestors were born from the umbilical cord blood of the great god Pangu."

"Ah!" Mo Jiu was stunned. Umbilical cord blood could give birth to such a tall and strong creature.

This ancient witch looks very powerful, how powerful is the great god Pangu?

"I really want to see how great and powerful the great god Pangu is. He can even give birth to a creature like the Ancestral Witch from umbilical cord blood." Mo Jiu's eyes flashed with curiosity.

Zhang Qiling raised his head slightly and glanced at the sky, remaining silent.

Honghuang was in the Tiandao space, listening to the words of his little Taoist and looking at his perfect and slender palms.

"Let's go!" Zhang Qiling frowned slightly when he saw that the war between the Lich and the Warlock had already started.

"Look again, look again."

Mo Jiu was unwilling and looked excitedly at the three hundred and sixty stars around Di Jun in the sky.

so beautiful!

"Brother, brother, I want stars."

Zhang Qiling: …

Di Jun in the Zhoutian Star Array shook his body and looked at the Sun Star he controlled with some surprise.

Why did he feel for a moment that the Sun Star was about to escape from his control?

But Taiyi and I were born on the Sun Star, the leader of all stars. Now we have refined the essence of the Sun Star. How could this be possible?

"Brother, be careful."

Taiyi, who was standing next to him, shouted and threw the Donghuang Bell in his hand to help Dijun block Dijiang's spatial magical power.

Di Jun quickly came to his senses and continued to use the formation to block the attack of the Ancestral Witch. At the same time, he waved the formation flag in his hand and the power of the stars in the sky attacked the Ancestral Witch.

"Brothers, form the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation!"

Faced with the powerful Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, Dijiang was unwilling to be outdone. The Twelve Ancestral Witches also formed a formation in an instant, and Pangu's shadow rose from the ground.

"Cool! What a handsome god Pangu." Mo Jiu looked at Pangu's gradually becoming more realistic figure excitedly.

Zhang Qiling rubbed the two long fingers under his sleeves slightly.

At this time, Laozi, who had been staying in the cabin to gain enlightenment, was also awakened by the movements of the two large formations of the Lich and Wizard tribes.

When the two formations collided, the entire prehistoric world shook. The immortal ship was also affected by the formation, shaking and about to fall from mid-air.

Before Zhang Qiling could make a move, Laozi's saintly power protected the stability of the fairy ship.

The residual power of the collision of the formations was like a surging sea wave, rushing towards the surrounding primitive land with the formation as the center.

Seeing that the innocent and weak creatures of the entire prehistoric world were about to be implicated, there were wailings everywhere.

Zhang Qiling flew up, and the divine pearl that fell from his forehead flew quickly to the sky above the battlefield between the two races with his magic spells and magical powers, and turned into an extremely huge barrier, covering the two races of wizards and liches, so that the remaining power of the war between them would not affect other races.

"Good!" Seeing this, Laozi stroked his white beard with one hand and nodded with satisfaction.

Di Jun looked up at Zhang Qiling and snorted disdainfully: "Mind your own business!"

Hou Tu looked at Zhang Qiling with a complicated expression. It was a blessing for all living beings that the Son of Heaven was compassionate.

Unfortunately, her Wu clan is the descendant of Pangu, and is destined to only respect the great god Pangu. They are not on the same path as the Son of Heaven.

All the living creatures outside the barrier whose lives were no longer threatened bowed to Zhang Qiling with gratitude.

"Thank you, Da Daozi, for protecting me."

Zhang Qiling ignored everyone's thoughts. He just acted according to his heart and did not need the gratitude of other creatures.