Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 84

The cloudy sky smiled:

“Dujin Bodhisattva, this, you don’t need to worry about it.”

“As long as the three of them can accomplish my task, let alone the heavenly court will not have any opinions, they will be empty doors and there will be no objections, do you believe it or not?”

The face of Dujin Bodhisattva gradually became gloomy:

“What do you want them to do?”

Yin Tianzi smiled:

“You don’t want to join anymore, my king, naturally there is no comment.”

As he said, he looked at the three ghosts and gods, and said with a smile:

“Three, this king can say hello to you,”

“Now, you can only succeed, and you must not fail. If you dare to think carefully, even if this king lets you go, the sky will not forgive you.”

“Especially you, the evil god Lu Fang.”

Lu Fang, the evil god holding Fang Tian’s painted halberd, gave a grin:

“Yin Tianzi, just don’t worry, although a certain person has no faith and righteousness, he can still be clear about protecting himself.”

The cloudy sky snorted coldly:

“You better carry it clear.”

The evil god Lu Fang looked at the Bodhisattva of Dujin and said with a grin:

“This bald donkey is biting a certain class, and if certain class leaves, it is hard to guarantee that he will not chase him out and prevent him from doing things.”

The cloudy sky said in a deep voice:

“This king will take care of it.”

With that said, Yin Tianzi looked towards the Bodhisattva of Dujin:

“It’s done, it’s offended,”

The Bodhisattva Dujin sneered:

“Yin Tianzi, although you are the master of the ghost realm, but the poor monk is a golden light protector, extremely restraining the evil spirits, are you sure that you can control the poor monk with the power of one person?”

Yin Tianzi sneered:

“If there is no other means, my king, really can’t keep you.”

“But since this king is here, he won’t do things that are uncertain.”

As he said, Yin Tianzi flipped his palm, and a pocket-sized white bone pagoda appeared in his palm.

Seeing this white bone pagoda, the face of Dujin Bodhisattva changed drastically:

“The white bone stupa of the ancient lamp, he even gave you this treasure, who is it that you are going to kill!”

The cloudy sky, holding the bone pagoda in his hand, said lightly:

“This, I won’t bother with all the bodhisattvas.”

As he said, the cloudy sky waved his hand, and the white bone pagoda was spurred by the power of the ghost domain and turned into a thousand meters in size, hovering over the head of Dujin Bodhisattva, bursting with white light.

The golden light of Dujin Bodhisattva’s body, touching the white light of the pagoda, was directly sucked into the pagoda.

Immediately afterwards, the white light of the pagoda fell, shining on the Bodhisattva Dujin, setting it on the spot.

No matter how the Bodhisattva urges the golden light, it will be of no avail.

The Bodhisattva Dujin who knew it was impossible to break free sighed, clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows, as if entering concentration.

While maintaining the white bone pagoda, Yin Tianzi generally looked at the three ghosts and gods and said:

“Dujin has been suppressed by this king. Next, it’s time for you to fulfill your promise.”

White Tu, the god of death, holding a long sword in his hand, said in a deep voice:

“Who do we want to kill?”

Yin Tianzi squinted slightly and said in a deep voice:

“Emperor Dagan, Xuanyuantai.”

…

Soul World

Above a dark sea of ​​souls,

The lord of the soul world, the soul emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, sitting on the black dragon chair, looking down at the many soul world celestial cultivators below, his voice hoarse:

“Go, inform the other parties of the evil forces, and go to Earth Lung Mountain to discuss matters immediately.”

A soul world soul cultivation at the pinnacle of the earth immortal asked tentatively:

“Old ancestor, dare to ask, go to Difeishan and discuss what’s going on?”

The soul emperor said solemnly:

“Strangle Xuanyuan children.”

…

Earth Lung Mountain

The place here is extremely qi, the evil spirits and poison barriers breed, and it is a treasure place for many evil cultivators.

It is also the preferred place for the six evil spirits to gather for meetings.

The six ways of demons are Soul Eater, Blood Demon, Ecstasy, and Demon worship.

And the most mysterious teachings of Huamao and Shishen.

At this time, under the Earth Lung Mountain, in the grotto palace, the evil spirits gathered, and the evil spirits were overwhelming.

The soul emperor in a dark dragon robe sits on top of the six thrones and looks at the other thrones around. Below the soul emperor, a soul world fairy who is responsible for notifying the evil cultivators knelt down on one knee and said respectfully:

“According to the ancestors, except for the destroyed Blood Demon Sect and the Ecstasy Palace that did not come with excuses, the rest of the forces have all arrived.”

The Soul Emperor frowned slightly and looked at the throne where the Ecstasy Palace was located:

“The Blood Demon Cult is completely destroyed. It’s normal not to come. What’s the situation in this ecstasy palace?”

The man said:

“To the ancestor, the people in the Ecstasy Palace said that their palace owner is shutting down and cannot come, please forgive me, ancestors.”

The soul emperor frowned, before he spoke, he heard a phantom sneered on the throne of the demon cult:

“Closed life and death? Ha ha, I think that old fox, is it retreat to hide from life and death.”

On the throne of the sect, a blood shadow sneered again and again:

“I think I’m smart, but I’m really stupid,”

“The little emperor built a teleportation array, subdued the kingdom of the princes, punished demons, and destroyed the temple, making it clear that he wanted to unify the human domain,”

“If the little emperor is allowed to grow up, what is the use of her old fox, even if she hides in the end of the world?”

The soul emperor said solemnly:

“Forget it, she won’t come if she doesn’t come.”

“The purpose of summoning you to come today, you must have known it.”

“The common enemy I am waiting for today is the Dagan Dynasty, Xuanyuan Xiaoer,”

“As long as Xuanyuan’s child doesn’t die, I’ll wait, and I won’t be peaceful for a day.”

“The Heavenly Court Kongmen is afraid of the forces behind the little emperor, who are afraid of their hands and feet, and no one dares to act first,”

“It doesn’t matter, they dare not make a move, I will wait for it!”

“I have waited for many years, and today is the time for me to show off my power!”

“Kill the little emperor, in the capital of the great daddy, all the treasures of heaven and earth are available!”

Hearing that, even on the throne of the god samurai, the existence who has never spoken is slightly moved.

On the throne of the Hua Demon Cult, the blood shadow said solemnly:

“Soul Emperor, what do you mean by this, or the meaning above?”

The soul emperor looked around for a week and smiled:

“Do you think this emperor is qualified to make this kind of decision?”

The Blood Shadow Jiejie of the Huamao sect smiled and said:

“That’s the meaning of the above, ok, this is a good thing, I will become the demon sect, and I will be the first to participate!”

The soul emperor said:

“Don’t rush to make a decision. Let me tell you about the current situation.”

“This little emperor didn’t know what method he used to cultivate a team of 3,000 personal guards in Wonderland, and they cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding, and were powerful and powerful, which can be described as invincible.”

“They are with the Ministry of Industry and Weapon, laying a teleportation array, slaying demons, cutting down the temple, and no one can stop it.”

“If you want to do it, it’s far from enough to rely on members of the sect. You must use all the elites of the immortal ranks to be sure of victory.”

“In addition, Daganhuangdu needs me to wait and act personally.”

“If you hold the mentality of sitting and waiting for harvest, now, you can leave.”

After the soul emperor finished speaking, the faces of the people around changed slightly:

The bloody shadow on the throne of the cultivator said solemnly:

“I can’t wait for the peak of the Celestial Immortal. Only in my own small world can the Profound Immortal’s combat power be available.”

“The little emperor, but with his own power, can kill the existence of a dozen or so heavenly celestial peaks,”

“Soul Emperor, do you want me to wait to kill the little emperor, or do you want me to wait and serve you as cannon fodder?”