The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 421 The choice of the saints, Yang Mei strikes!

At this time, in the void, Hongjun Daozu was suppressing the six heavenly saints, and there was Jiang Shi, who was making soy sauce, at the side. Looking suddenly, the scene was quite harmonious.

But the words Hongjun Daozu said were not very harmonious.

Holding the Qingping sword, the Master Tongtian gave a wry smile, but then a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Hongjun, needless to say. As the leader of Jiejiao, Pindao wants to intercept a chance of survival today! As Pangu The descendants of the Great God, how can we abandon the prehistoric world, but fight to the death!"

Pausing for a moment, Master Tongtian turned his head to look at the Supreme Sage and Yuanshi Tianzun, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, Yuanshi, how do you choose?"

The face of the Supreme Saint was also indifferent, stroked his white beard, and said lightly: "Let's fight. Not only for the sake of the prehistoric world, but also swallowed the Falling Saint Pill, and the life and death of our saints are also held in the hands of others. Can you accept it? ?”

What the Supreme Sage said was for the Empress Nuwa and the two Western sages to hear.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was ashen, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted in a deep voice: "A mere cricket is also worthy of being my teacher? It's ridiculous!"

Hongjun Daozu's face changed slightly, but he didn't get angry obviously. He seemed to be slightly disdainful: "As expected of Pangu Sanqing, I hope you can still be so stubborn when you die. Then you three have made up your mind?"

Daozu Hongjun nodded slightly to the Second Saint of the West and Empress Nuwa, hoping that they would make a correct choice.

Even though Daozu Hongjun is almost invincible in the prehistoric world at this time, but now he wants to abandon the foundation he laid in the prehistoric world and start a new one in the chaos, but he also hopes to have a few right-hand assistants to create a great cause together.

The Primordial Holy Throne, even in other Great Thousand Worlds, should not be underestimated.It was also in the prehistoric period that Hongjun Daozu took the first step to lay out hundreds of millions of years before he could surrender the six heavenly saints, otherwise he would have to go through a hard battle.

This is also the reason why Hongjun Daozu clearly has the chance to win, but he still wants to recruit the six sages of heaven.No matter which world, talents are the most important, otherwise Hongjun Daozu would just withdraw and leave, and just keep a few of their saints to fall with the destruction of the prehistoric world.

Empress Nuwa's eyebrows were cold, and she cursed: "Hongjun, you are in vain for a saint of the wild, I will not go with you!"

Daoist Hongjun sneered and didn't say much.

The Taoist Jieyin had a gloomy face that could ooze water, and he didn't give a clear answer for a long time, until finally he sighed, and shouted expressionlessly: "The poor Taoist became enlightened in the prehistoric, established the teaching in the prehistoric, and made great wishes in the prehistoric." Honghuang, but you can’t leave Honghuang.”

The Taoist who received and led actually chose to stand on the opposite side with Daozu Hongjun!

But before the saints could express their emotions, a voice sounded: "Mr. Hongjun, Pindao is willing to swallow the Meteor Saint Pill."

"That's right, I must mention that you know the number of days. I'm very pleased to be a teacher." Daozu Hongjun's slightly unkind expression finally eased down, obviously he was in a very good mood.

The best result, of course, is to pack and take away the six heavenly sages, but Daozu Hongjun estimated that it would be difficult for Pangu Sanqing to succumb, and the better result would naturally be the two western sages plus a Nuwa sage.Although there was only one quasi-said Taoist willing to follow in the end, he did not return empty-handed.

Daozu Hongjun didn't bother to persuade him anymore, he took out a black elixir with a destructive aura from the yellow leather gourd, handed it to Zhunti calmly, and said: "Zhunti, swallow it, the poor Taoist should also take it with you." You left. As for the remaining few, hey, I don’t know the number.”

"Junior brother, you!"

The Taoist's old face twitched violently, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything after all.

Zhunti Taoist took the Meteor Saint Pill, his face was full of entanglement, and his expression also changed back and forth.His body was constantly resisting himself from taking the Meteorite Pill, it seemed that this little pill contained great terror!
But does Zhunti Taoist have a choice?

After a while, Taoist Zhunti's face became indifferent, he glanced at his senior brother who was guiding Taoist, closed his eyes and raised his head, and swallowed this falling sage elixir into his stomach!

"Brother, the general situation is already like this, but the poor Taoist is going to continue to pursue the Dao." The Taoist Zhunti let out a foul breath, his face turned pale suddenly, and he felt that he had begun to be rejected by the heavens in the prehistoric world.

From now on, Taoist Zhunti is no longer a sage of heaven in the prehistoric world!Although there is a Hunyuan Sacred Body, there is no Hunyuan Sacred Heart.

"Wait a minute, isn't there something wrong? Isn't Daozu Hongjun wanting to fit in with the Dao of Heaven? Why does he look like he wants to die or live?"

Jiang Shi was a little confused, feeling that he had missed something.Logically, the worst thing is that the saints swallowed the Falling Saint Pill and stopped setting foot in the prehistoric world. Why now, it looks like they have to divide life and death?
Master Tongtian Sect sighed, and explained to Jiang Shi: "Daoist Jiang Shi, the poor Taoist has failed your reminder. Hongjun is not trying to conform to the Dao of Heaven, but to completely destroy the prehistoric world and return the prehistoric world to chaos as a whole." .”

Damn, the script is wrong!
Jiang Shi's face twitched suddenly, and he glanced at Master Tongtian to make sure that he was not joking, and he felt bad all over.

To destroy the prehistoric world and return to chaos, where did the script come from!Where did the four major continents of the Three Realms go?Isn't it the best way to shatter the prehistoric land!
If Honghuang is completely destroyed, doesn't it mean that all the creatures in Honghuang will be buried with them!

Jiang Shi looked at Daozu Hongjun suddenly, as if he wanted to make sure if something was wrong.At this time, Hongjun Daozu seemed to think of Jiang Shi, a little ant, and said indifferently, "Jiang Shi, you are considered a talent in the eyes of the poor. This is the last chance, follow the poor way."

"I'll leave your mother to sell banana peels!"

The submissive smile on Jiang Shi's face disappeared in an instant, and the whole person's expression became a little ferocious. His black hair suddenly fluttered back like halberds and swords, and a terrifying aura burst out from his whole body.

But even if Jiang Shi is like this, in front of Daozu Hongjun, his deterrent power is still not as good as a breeze.

If it was the time when Jiang Shi first arrived in the prehistoric world, if he encountered this incident, he would have already slipped away with Hongjun Daozu, so he couldn't care less.

But now Jiang Shi has gradually integrated into the prehistoric world, this is equivalent to his second hometown, where all his relatives and friends are here, go?Where else can I go!
"I don't know how to lift."

Daoist Hongjun smiled disdainfully, and in an instant, Master Tongtian held the Qingping sword and stopped in front of Jiang Shi, being on guard.

Jiang Shi also knew that he was like an ant in front of Daozu Hongjun, but in the current situation, even an ant would bite Hongjun!

"Jiejie, Hongjun, how about giving this junior to this old man? Let go of the restrictions of heaven and let old friends come in for fun!"

Horror, cruel, and joking voices suddenly came from above the void. Jiang Shi looked up in surprise. On the distant void, there was an old and terrifying face, which was made of willow branches, densely packed. And evil.

Patriarch Yang Mei!

(End of this chapter)