The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

The Longhan catastrophe ended, and the three quasi-saint-level masters of Zulong retired.

Luo Hou, Hongjun, Yin Yang Patriarch, Qiankun Patriarch and other characters took advantage of the situation and became the top masters in the prehistoric world.

They were the reincarnations of the Chaos Demon God, and they had complete laws of the Great Dao in their memories.

After so many years of cultivation, their cultivation was basically restored.

They did not need to learn from Zulong and the three to leave the mark of the heart of heaven in the heavenly way with the help of luck. They became quasi-saint-level masters just by understanding their own laws of the Great Dao.

At the same time, Sanqing, Fuxi, Nuwa and other great gods also began to show their talents, and their names spread in the prehistoric world.

Although they were not the reincarnations of the Chaos Gods and Demons, and did not have a complete inheritance of the Great Dao, as the most deeply rooted innate creatures, they had a deep foundation and luck, and they were Taiyi Jinxian when they were born.

In the past era of the Longhan catastrophe, they were active in the prehistoric continent, got countless opportunities, and were successively promoted to Daluo Jinxian.

Unlike them, the twelve witch ancestors actively traveled in the prehistoric world.

The twelve witch ancestors were also Taiyi Jinxian in their human form, but they did not cultivate their primordial spirits. They clearly realized that they were different from the creatures of other races in the prehistoric world, so they did not immediately leave the Pangu Palace and chose to continue to retreat to digest Pangu's bloodline.

During these long years, they also felt lonely and often thought of Yue Zhuoqun, hoping that Yue Zhuoqun would come back to reunite.

But they waited and waited but Yue Zhuoqun did not return, and they felt quite disappointed.

"In such a vast prehistoric world, except for my brother who has the blood of the Father God like us, there is no one of the same race. It is really monotonous." Dijiang sighed.

They accepted Yue Zhuoqun, but they knew in their hearts that Yue Zhuoqun and themselves did not belong to the same race.

After all, Yue Zhuoqun cultivated his primordial spirit.

The prehistoric world was opened up by the Father God, and they were very proud of being the authentic Pangu.

But there were only twelve brothers and sisters, and there was really no place to express their pride.

"Brother, why don't we use the remaining blood of the father god in the War God Temple to create some tribesmen?" Ju Mang's heart moved and he suggested.

He is the ancestor of wood, mastering the law of wood attributes and controlling the vitality of plants and trees.

He is very spiritual in cultivating plant life and immediately thought of this method.

"Yes, there is no same race in the prehistoric continent, let's create a race of our own!" This suggestion was agreed by everyone.

Everyone's heart was burning and their eyes were shining.

"Okay, let's start now." Di Jiang nodded and led his eleven brothers and sisters to stand by the blood pool of Pangu Temple.

Each of them controlled their own laws and stirred the blood of Pangu in the blood pool.

"Gululu~"

The blood surged, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and the evil spirit under the blood pool condensed into one place and turned into a blood fetus.

The ancestor witch did not cultivate the primordial spirit, did not comprehend the great way, and relied entirely on the power of the laws and strong physique he was born with to fight with people.

It can't be said that they don't understand gestation, they just don't know anything about it.

Even if Ju Mang controls the growth of plants and trees, it is an instinctive use of the law of wood.

The way they created their tribesmen was to completely imitate the scene of their own gestation, and roughly combine several forces together.

Perhaps Pangu's blood essence itself has the ability to give birth to living beings, or perhaps the witch clan was born in accordance with the way of heaven, and this move was really successful.

I saw the blood fetus condensed into a ball grow limbs and a head, generate spiritual intelligence, and then jump up and land outside the blood pool to pay homage to the twelve ancestor witches.

"Hahaha, this method really works!" Di Jiang and others laughed up to the sky, extremely excited.

This tribe's physical strength, strength, and blood purity are far inferior to theirs, but they are definitely of the same tribe.

"Let's continue. We must make our people the largest tribe in the prehistoric world."

The twelve witch ancestors were passionately devoted to the great cause of creating their people. After thousands of years, their number expanded to tens of thousands, and the mountains where Pangu Temple was located could not accommodate them.

On this day, Dijiang announced that he would name his tribe "Wu" and expand to a wider land.

The Wu tribe was officially born.

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Qingqiu Mountain, asking for the way in the palace.

Yue Zhuoqun was shrouded in divine light, and terrifying pressure filled every corner.

In this multi-dimensional meeting, he finally refined the innate source of evil spirit, and his cultivation not only broke through to Taiyi Jinxian, but also reached the peak state.

He was about to make a concerted effort to continue to impact Daluo Jinxian.

Suddenly, he felt the throbbing of his soul and woke up from his meditation.

"What's going on?"

I thought there was a problem with my practice, but after a careful understanding for a moment, it was not the case.

The reason for the throbbing of the soul did not come from my practice, but from the outside world.

He deduced with his fingers, and his face suddenly turned dark: "It's cause and effect, the original body is in trouble."

His clone and the original body can exist independently, but after all, they are dominated by one soul. Even if the clone causes the cause, the result will fall on the original body.

Although the reason for this cause and effect has not been figured out,He understood that his original body was being targeted.

After absorbing Pangu's blood, his original body had an exaggerated foundation, and it had not yet been fully nurtured.

If the protective formation was really broken, it would be no different from a lamb to be slaughtered.

After understanding this, how could he sit still?

His body flashed and appeared outside the Taoist Palace.

The Taoist temple is much more lively now.

In addition to Bai Man, Bai Xuan, and Bai Jiu, there are dozens of more people.

"Teacher, are you out of retreat?"

Seeing Yue Zhuoqun appear, everyone immediately came up to him.

Bai Man explained with a little pride: "Teacher, these are the ones who have passed the test of the Dragon Transformation Formation during this period."

"Greetings, teacher."

Passing the test is equivalent to entering the sect.

Yue Zhuoqun did not explicitly say that he would accept them as registered disciples, but they were also auditors and were qualified to call him teacher.

"Not bad!" Yue Zhuoqun nodded and affirmed them.

With something on his mind, he didn't bother to say much, and threw out a few volumes of exercises: "You should comprehend and practice these first. I have something to go out for, and I will guide you when I come back."

As a woman, Bai Jiu is the most attentive, and she slightly felt Yue Zhuoqun's emotions.

"Teacher, what happened? The disciples are willing to share your worries."

"You can't interfere in this matter, stay and practice well!" Yue Zhuoqun waved his hand, took a step and disappeared in Qingqiu Mountain.

Bai Jiu looked at the place where Yue Zhuoqun disappeared, frowned, and looked worried.

"Don't worry, junior sister, the teacher is very advanced, and he will definitely turn danger into safety." Bai Xuan comforted.

Yue Zhuoqun took three people as mounts and children, but he was in seclusion most of the time, and rarely let them serve him.

Over the years, Bai Man mainly taught everyone to practice, Bai Xuan managed the creatures of Qingqiu Mountain, and Bai Jiu took care of the vegetation of Qingqiu Mountain.

Bai Man is the eldest brother of the outer sect, while Bai Xuan is more like the head of the department, and has a mature and stable mind.

Although he was worried, he remained calm on the surface.

"That being said, he was unwilling to take me, the teacher's mount, with him. Obviously, this time he is in big trouble."

Bai Man said disappointedly: "Junior brothers and sisters, our Dao Palace is still too weak. We can't even help the teacher. This won't work!"

Bai Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Man: "Big Brother, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go out for a while and find more good seedlings."

"No, the teacher has ordered that we are not allowed to go down the mountain without permission." Bai Jiu said anxiously.

"Depending on the creatures in Qingqiu Mountain, when will the Dao Palace be able to grow stronger?"

Bai Man shook his head: "That was the previous Longhan calamity. The teacher was afraid that we would be in danger if we went out. Now the calamity has passed. Be careful and there will be no danger.

I have made up my mind. Junior brothers and sisters, take care of Qingqiu, and I will go."