[Prehistoric Fengshen] Explaining the daily life of the teaching group

Ji* sneered in his heart, he was willing to speak politely to this little human girl, it was to save face for the saint.As far as this little girl's own strength is concerned, she is not worthy of being polite to her.

I don't want this little girl to get up without knowing what to do and let herself go?She deserves it too?Now that the Yaozu is the protagonist of the prehistoric world, the Yaozu is powerful in heaven, so what's the big deal about slaughtering a few human races?Even a saint would not give them any face.

How dare this little girl so arrogantly tell her, a monster clan sage, to leave quickly, hehe, let's see the truth under my hand!If he can defeat his scheme, he will leave, so what?

Ji * thought so, so naturally he said so.This prehistoric world is still the world of liches. He is a great sage of the demon clan, and he was scared away by the disciples of the sage, so his monster clan will no longer have any prestige in this prehistoric land.

Qingjing stretched out his hand and waved the central Wuji Xinghuang flag at the eye of the formation in his hand, closed the Wutu formation, looked at Ji* and said: "The poor Taoist has a heavy treasure, and he has long been invincible. Go away quickly."

Ji* looked at the small banner with golden lotuses constantly changing into Qingjing's hands, and couldn't help but turn dark.He knew that what the little girl said was right, as long as the opponent sacrificed the central Wuji Xinghuang flag, ten thousand spells would not be broken, as long as the magic power was not exhausted, they would be invincible.

Ji* snorted coldly and said, "I'm exhausted with you today, and I don't believe that it's time for your mana to run out. For the sake of the saint, I will wait for your mana to be exhausted, and you will die after serious injury." Forget it, I don’t want your life. Those human races behind you must die.”

What Ji * said is very artistic, he will not hurt the pure life, so there is no reason for the saint to intervene in it.But he must have the lives of those human races, otherwise where would the face of their monster race be put?

He just wanted to teach this girl a lesson this time, and let her know that if it wasn't because she was a saint's disciple and because of her merits, she would be just like the humans behind her, just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Shame on the face!

After hearing this, Qing Jing understood that she couldn't just defend but not attack, unless she could defeat the demon saint, otherwise the opponent would never let the human race behind her go.

As a human race, she should protect the human race, but she shouldn't let the teacher hate the demon race for the sake of the human race.She was about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, when Ji * suddenly said: "What kind of disciple of a sage is just relying on the innate spiritual treasure, what skills do you have, bah!"

Qing Jing's face immediately sank when she heard the words, if she was talking about her, it would be fine, she would not care about people like others.But she absolutely can't tolerate others saying that her teacher is wrong.

With a pure mind, a quaint formation appeared in front of him. He sneered and said "go", then unfolded the formation, wrapped thousands of demon soldiers in the formation, and held the three precious jades in his hands. Throw it and press it in the eye of the array.

When Sanbaoyu Ruyi flew to the eye of the formation, the large formation was activated immediately, and the demon saint Ji* and thousands of demon soldiers in the formation immediately felt that the formation was lined up, and the momentum was swinging towards the Yellow River.The dark wind was blowing in the formation, and the black mist filled the sun and the moon.

Most of those thousands of demon soldiers were not of Earth Immortal cultivation level, so they couldn't withstand the power of the formation, but they lost their minds in an instant.Even Ji*, who has the peak cultivation base of Da Luo Jinxian, can't hold on for too long, and then he feels that his soul is wandering, and his soul is wandering.The misery is soaring to the sky, and the haze is penetrating.Destroy the soul and destroy the soul, let you practice for a thousand years to become a cake.

After a short effort, the three flowers on the top were cut off by the big formation, and the five qi in the chest were closed. After ten thousand years of Taoism, he became a mortal body.

Seeing this, Qing Jing spit out the bad breath of being ridiculed by Ji* just now, it was a relief.With a wave of her right hand, she withdrew the big formation, and took back the formation map of the Jiuqu Yellow River formation and Sanbaoyu Ruyi. With another wave of her left hand, she woke up all the monsters who were in a coma, and said with a smile: "The demon saint Do you think Pindao's sage kung fu is still eye-catching?"

As soon as Ji* mobilized the mana in his body, he found that the three flowers on his top were cut off, the five qi in his chest were closed, and his ten thousand years of Taoism were completely destroyed.Looking at Qing Jing in shock and anger, there was hatred in his eyes.

It's not that he doesn't know that the leader of the Tongtian sect among the three gods is a master of formations, unrivaled in the wild.But he prided himself that the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation in his monster clan was not weaker than any formation, and he didn't pay attention to the formations of these saints, so he didn't want to suffer such a big loss today.

Qing Jing didn't care about the other party's venomous gaze at all, since her cultivation base was abolished, it would be strange not to be venomous!

When she first arrived at Kunlun Mountain, Uncle Tongtian taught her the formation method himself, but she really didn't like it, and she couldn't learn it well.The uncle doted on her very much. Seeing that she was stubborn and didn't practice well, instead of reprimanding her, he even helped her refine the Nine-Twisting Yellow River Array with his own hands. Once he made a move, he could form an array directly without spending manpower and material resources to lay it out. Array.

How powerful is the formation made by the sage himself, how could such a little Luo Jinxian like Ji* be able to withstand it.What's more, what she used to suppress the battle was the saint's treasure of enlightenment, let alone a small Daluo Jinxian, even if a strong person at the peak of quasi-sage came in, he might not be able to break the saint's treasure of enlightenment.

Ji* vomited a mouthful of blood, looked at Qingjing viciously and said, "Today is poor, and my demon clan will definitely find this one in the future. I don't know what your name is?"

Qingjing sneered and said: "Poverty Daoist Qingjing is always waiting for the monster clan to fight."

She is not afraid of revenge from the demon clan, there are three saints behind her.No matter how courageous the Yaozu was, he would not dare to kill him, otherwise his Yaozu wouldn't have to fight the Wuzu, and the three saints would have wiped out his entire Yaozu.

Ji* gritted his teeth viciously, wrote down Qing Qing's name, and prepared to evacuate.But at this moment, I heard a man's voice behind me: "Huh? This treasure is good, and it is destined to be poor."

Ji* was taken aback for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw a man with a yellow complexion staring at the map of the Jiuqu Yellow River in Qingjing's hands with shining eyes.Recognizing who the other party is, Ji*'s mouth twitched into a smile, put away his thoughts of leaving, and quietly waited to watch the show.

Although Qingjing didn't recognize the other party, she felt familiar after hearing the mantra, and said displeasedly: "You are so unreasonable, this treasure was made by my uncle and given to me for self-defense, where is the fate with you?"

Hearing this, the Taoist turned his gaze to Qing Jing's face when he sent the formation map in Qing Jing's hand, but when he saw Qing Jing, his eyes shone with golden light, and he said excitedly: "Junior, you have a lot of fate with the poor, why don't you go back with the poor?" , how about Pindao accepting you as a personal disciple?"

The Taoist looked at the pure and golden body, and his whole body became excited.