Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 150 When old friends meet, treat each other with drawn swords

The Great Desolate Continent is vast and boundless.

Six million miles to the east of Shouyang Mountain, there is a vast plain.

The terrain here is flat, with lush water and grass, and it is called the Field of Shouhua.

This place was once occupied by the demon clan, and it was the country of longevity.

However, with the start of the Lich War, the Kingdom of Shouhua was wiped out hundreds of years ago by the great witch Kuafu of the Later Tubu.

Afterwards, the empty Shouhua Field ushered in a new master—the human race.

More than a million people migrated here, and in just a few hundred years, they developed into hundreds of large and small tribes.

Here, the human race saw the powerful physique of the warriors of the witch race, the terrifying supernatural powers of the warriors of the monster race, and countless intelligent races...

Communication has broadened the horizons of the human race living in Shouhua's Field, and has more choices.

Such as apprenticeship, learning art, intermarriage, trading, etc...

There is no doubt that the information from the outside world has rapidly transformed the human race living here. While enlightening the civilization, it has also become a member of the prehistoric race.

Correspondingly, if there is any trouble in the prehistoric land, they can get the news earlier.

At this time, the news of the massacre of many human tribes has also come here.

Everyone was in danger for a while, and the tribal patriarch gathered all the practitioners in the clan to guard against death, and at the same time asked for help from the nearest Wu tribe.

This Shouhua Field was brought down by the Witch Clan.

Since then, the people who migrated here have been grateful to the Wu tribe, and even worshiped those big witches as gods, sending envoys to the Wu tribe millions of miles away every year to pay tribute.

The Wu clan didn't take their active attachment seriously.

They are busy fighting with the monster race, and they really have no interest in such a weak race.

However, after hundreds of years, this human race has always insisted on paying tribute, which is also familiar.

There are still many cases of intermarriage between the two clans. The children born have inherited the strong physique of the witch clan, and at the same time possessed the soul that the pure blood witch clan did not have.

Possessing a soul means being able to cultivate into a primordial spirit!

This discovery completely changed the Wu Clan's attitude towards the Human Race. Even Di Jiang Zuwu personally ordered the various tribes of the Wu Clan to protect the Human Race and encouraged the Wu Clan to intermarry with the Human Race.

It is well-known to all people in the prehistoric world that the Wu clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit.

To be precise, it's not that the Wu people don't cultivate the primordial spirit, but they can't cultivate the primordial spirit.

Gein's original witch clan was born with a body and soul, which is the root of their physical strength.

But without the primordial spirit, there is no way to practice the prehistoric mainstream method of cultivating immortals.

You can't make pills, you can't sacrifice spirit treasures, you can't use Taoism, let alone behead three corpses to become a quasi-sage.

It has been so many years, and the Yaozu has continued to have quasi-Christmas births, but except for the twelve ancestor witches who were born extremely powerful, no one in the Wuzu has been able to reach the height of quasi-sages.

Congenital deficiency!

But now the birth of the witch-man mixed race gave hope to the witch clan.

These newborns not only have the physical body of the witch clan, but also can cultivate into primordial spirits. If they grow up in the future, wouldn't they be able to give birth to quasi-holy existences?

In that case, wouldn't the little monster clan be wiped out with a wave?
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On this day, the sky over Shouhua Field was overcast, and a heavy rain was about to pour down.

Suddenly, a round of fiery red sun rapidly enlarged from the dark clouds, and the scorching breath evaporated the thick cumulonimbus clouds.

Seeing the abnormality in the sky, a man and woman of the human race walked out of the house and looked up at the sky.

In the blink of an eye, that round of blazing sun turned into a gorgeous luanjia, pulled by six dragons and nine giant elephants. The entire luanjia was burning with fiery red flames, and the gold and jade decorations were extraordinarily gorgeous.

Around Luanjia, dozens of golden armored demon gods and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals in silver armor followed.

The car stopped above a human settlement, and the eldest prince of the Golden Crow, Bo Yu, frowned slightly, "These weak creatures below are the human race?"

Huihao Yaoshen nodded again and again, and said flatteringly: "Your Highness's eyes are like torches, these creatures below are human races. Don't look at them as weak, but their flesh and blood taste delicious, even ordinary human races who have never practiced at least a little refining, can It can increase a lot of mana."

As he said that, he saw that the eldest prince of Jinwu was skeptical, and said with a smile, "If Your Highness doesn't believe it, I will capture a human race and let His Highness taste it for himself."

The Great Prince Jinwu frowned, "This place is not far from the territory of the Wu Clan, don't delay any longer, and bring all the human races below back to the Heavenly Court."

"Yes!"

Huihao Yaoshen waved his hand, and immediately a large group of heavenly soldiers and generals came out of the formation, sacrificed thousands of palm-sized animal skin bags, and pointed the mouth of the bags at the tribe below.

Gusts of gusts rose from the ground, smashing the fences of the houses below and so on in an instant.

A man, woman, and child of the human race screamed in horror and was swept up into the sky and buried in the animal skin bag.

This is a tribe with a population of tens of thousands, and there are many practitioners among them, but they have no resistance in front of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

In just a short moment, this tribe was taken into the bag, leaving only a piece of wreckage that had been ravaged by the strong wind.

"Separate a team of people to bring these human races back to Heaven, and the rest will go to other tribes to catch more."

The eldest prince Jinwu sat in the luan car and gave orders, and then he said: "Go and come back quickly, is it because you are greedy for the taste of blood food, after returning to the heaven to find out the mysteries of human flesh and blood, all these blood food will be rewarded to you."

"As ordered!"

A group of heavenly soldiers and generals clasped their fists to accept orders, and flew in all directions with demon clouds.

At this moment, a colorful peacock flew from the west, opened its mouth and sucked it in, and the heavenly soldiers flying to the west did not have time to react, and all of them fell into its mouth.

"Who dares to be so bold!"

"court death!"

"Protect the prince!"

"Don't let him get close to Luanjia!"

Dozens of golden-armored demon gods guarding around Luanjia suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the colorful peacock.

Inside Luanjia, the Golden Crow Prince frowned slightly, as if he had heard of colorful peacocks somewhere.

At this time, Hui Hao Yao Shen seemed to think of something, and said in surprise: "Your Highness, this colorful peacock seems to be the mount that Xuan Chengzi rode when he made a big fuss in the heaven?"

"hiss--"

Hearing this, the Golden Crow Prince took a sharp breath, "Quick! See if Xuan Chengzi is nearby?"

When he spoke, he also reached out his divine sense to cover a million miles, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing he's not here."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice faintly behind him.

"Your Highness, are you looking for a poor man?"

The Golden Crow Prince: "..."

"His Royal Highness is attacked, hurry up and escort him!"

Sensing the movement in Luanjia, Huihao Yaoshen screamed and opened the curtain to rush in.

In the next moment, a ray of sword light swayed out, turning this demon god who had soared by devouring the flesh and blood of the human race into green smoke, and only a primordial spirit escaped, turning into black light and trying to escape, but saw a simple-faced man The young Taoist stood in front of him abruptly.

"Step aside!"

Sensing that the opponent's aura was only of the Daoist of the Golden Immortal, Huihao Yaoshen opened his mouth without hesitation and sprayed out a black light, wanting to blast away the person blocking the way.

But he saw that the other party just stretched out a white and clean palm lightly, went straight through the black light, grabbed his soul, and couldn't move even if he struggled in every possible way.

Inside Luanjia, Xuan Chengzi looked dissatisfied at the Huihao demon god who was struggling desperately in Xuandu's hands, "Pindao met his old friend of His Highness the Prince, what are you talking about? Xuandu, let him go. "

Xuandu nodded, and lightly closed his palms, black and white light flickered in his palms, and the Huihao Yaoshen quickly shrank like a punctured balloon.

Although the latter tried his best to connect with his Immortal Dao Seal, it was still to no avail.

As Xuandu let go of his palm, this demon god from the Great Perfection of the Golden Wonderland also perished physically and mentally, not even qualified for reincarnation.

At this time, Xuan Chengzi looked at the Golden Crow Prince who was standing still and said, "Your Highness, are you right?"

Bo Yu looked at Xuandu, then at Xuanchengzi, and felt a chill down his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Yes! Yes! We are old friends now, that Huihao Yaoshen didn't understand the rules and offended senior brother, it's really not a pity to die... However, since we meet old friends, why don't you put down your sword first?"

(End of this chapter)