Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

"The clan leader is dead. Let's go quickly. Those vicious people are here to take revenge." The Kun clan masters panicked.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, Houyi went mad. He carried a bow and arrow on his back, wielded a mace, swept in all directions, and blew up all the remaining Kun people, leaving them in a bloody mess.

"You bastards!"

In the distance, a roar was heard, and an old monster from the Kun tribe rushed out. When he saw the corpse of the Kun tribe leader, he became furious.

This old monster was full of energy, his hair and beard were snow-white, and there was a gleam in his eyes. He stared at Houyi with hatred in his heart.

Houyi raised his hand and shot two arrows. With a puff sound, the old monster could not dodge in time and was shot through the left chest, bleeding profusely.

"Ah!" The old monster screamed, extremely angry. He was at the same level as the opponent, but he was no match for him and was killed by the opponent.

He used his weapon to resist and try to stop Hou Yi's attack, but it still didn't work. The mace fell and broke his weapon, and even his body exploded.

The earth trembled, Houyi attacked again, the old monster's soul wanted to escape, but was imprisoned and crushed by Houyi.

In the ancestral land of the Kun tribe, screams were heard one after another. All living creatures died. Except for a few people including Houyi, there were no survivors.

This battle was so brutal that Houyi and several of his men were injured. Fortunately, they were only minor injuries and nothing serious.

Houyi and his companions left this place and went to other places, where they wiped out all the hidden sects, leaving no one alive.

Three days later, the area was covered in blood. The Kun people were slaughtered. The land was dyed red with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The smell of blood was pungent, and broken limbs were scattered everywhere.

The Kun tribe was destroyed and the area became peaceful.

Houyi and others collected various materials and refined twelve large flags, each of which was engraved with twelve ancient characters, to form the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

“Although this Zhuxian formation is not even one-ten-thousandth as good as my master’s, it is not much different. It will definitely come in handy in the future.” Houyi said to himself.

During this time, they sought opportunities and reaped rich rewards.

The resources of the Kun clan’s ancestral land are so abundant that all kinds of precious medicines and minerals are piled up like mountains, as well as many spiritual crystals, which is simply beyond expectations.

Soon after, they returned and headed towards three other areas.

"Ok?"

As soon as they set foot here, Houyi and his companions sensed that a large number of experts had gathered here, and it seemed that something big was happening.

"Let's go. I think a big battle is going to happen here. What we need to do most now is to protect ourselves." Houyi sighed.

They left here and stopped a hundred feet away to observe the situation.

"Hahahaha, we finally found the root of the dragon vein. That's great. We can finally move out."

"This is the holy land of our Kun people. How can you barbarians defile it? Today, our Kun people will rise again and become the hegemon of this starry sky!"

There were cheers coming from within the Kun tribe, some people were extremely excited and thrilled.

"The Kun tribe is still alive. No wonder they dare to provoke Houyi and others. It turns out they have already planned everything well!" Houyi said to himself, and then shook his head, thinking that this tribe was destined to perish.

The Kun tribe has occupied this place for thousands of years, so they must have many secrets and know a lot of things.

Otherwise, how would they know that there was a treasure hidden here and want to move it away?

This is a great opportunity. The top leaders of the Kun tribe will not give up, so we must show our utmost sincerity in asking them.

Houyi guessed that they would definitely agree to move out of this holy land, and this would become the foothold of the Kun tribe.

The earth shook, countless buildings collapsed, and smoke filled the sky, as if a huge explosion had occurred.

The Kun clan's ancestral land was in an uproar. All the high-level officials were alarmed and ran out from their retreats, looking forward.

Houyi and the others also looked surprised. Something big was happening here because several powerful auras appeared.

"You guys wait here and don't move rashly. I'll go and take a look." Houyi warned the people behind him.

"Okay, go ahead." They nodded without trying to be stubborn.

Houyi walked forward at great speed and soon entered the ruins. He saw the high-ranking members of the Kun tribe kneeling around the central tomb with respectful expressions.

"What is this?" Houyi was stunned.

He saw that the large grave was in tatters and blood was flowing out. There lay a corpse, buried in the soil.

"Could it be some great figure among the ancestors of the Kun tribe?" Houyi asked suspiciously.

This was his second reaction. The presence of such an existence in the Kun tribe’s ancestral land should not be underestimated and should be feared.

"What is this?" He stared at it carefully, his eyes narrowed.

This skeleton is very strange. The head is incomplete, only half of it, and the lower legs are broken, which makes it a bit mutilated.

"No, this is a human skeleton. How could someone be buried in the ancestral land of the Kun tribe?" Houyi frowned. This was not in line with common sense. Even if someone was dead, he should be buried in the ancestral land of the Kun tribe.

The Kun tribe's ancestral land was shaken, this ruined cemetery was shaken, and drastic changes took place here.

"Oh no, there's something wrong with this mausoleum. Is there a powerful person awakening? Quickly retreat and leave here!" The high-ranking members of the Kun clan shouted.

Everyone changed color and quickly backed away, not wanting to be involved in the cause and effect for fear of being implicated.

The central area of ​​the Kun tribe’s ancestral land was glowing, as if a sleeping god had awakened, overturning a large area of ​​soil, revealing an underground palace, emitting auspicious colors.

Suddenly, the human-shaped skeleton struggled to break free and stood there, completely black, surrounded by thick black fog that blurred the surrounding scenery.

His pupils were bloodshot, emitting a cold and brutal aura that was creepy.

"Oh no, this guy is resurrected, he deserves to be damned!" The Kun people gritted their teeth, their faces turned pale.

Suddenly, the skeleton made a move, stretched out its big hands to grab the Kun clan leaders, and was actually running towards them.

There are five powerful men here, all of them are kings of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but at this moment they are all panicked and quickly retreat, trying their best to get away.

This skeleton was extremely powerful, and its giant palm covered the sky and enveloped the area.

He started a killing spree, and several members of the Kun tribe were shattered on the spot, died an untimely death, and turned into a bloody rain.

Upon seeing this, the remaining four people were so frightened that they fled for their lives, far away from this place.

“You can’t escape, so all of you stay here.” Houyi shouted, his body burning with golden flames. He rushed into the depths of the ruins, intercepted the four people, and wanted to send them to the west.

The skeleton's eyes flashed with ferocity as it stared at Houyi with murderous intent, and opened its mouth to spit out two fireballs.

The flames were raging, and the two fireballs collided like comets, causing the void to crack.

Houyi moved sideways to avoid the two flames, and pointed his fingers like knives at his neck, trying to kill him.

However, the skeleton reacted quickly and moved sideways in an instant, avoiding the fatal attack.

The ruins shook and cracks appeared under Houyi's feet. This relic was so terrifying that it had the power to destroy the world and caused the earth to crack.

Hou Yi's face changed color. His body was so strong, comparable to a spiritual treasure, but it could not withstand the power of the skeleton. He was shocked and terrified. He did not hesitate and fled away in an instant, rushing towards the outside of the Kun clan's ancestral land.

Houyi understood that it was dangerous here and it was not advisable to stay any longer. He had to leave immediately.

Behind him, in the ancestral land of the Kun clan, an ancient altar emerged again, emitting chaotic light. These were the sacrificial items used by the powerful men of the Kun clan throughout the ages.

All these altars were opened, and mysterious fluctuations surged out.

Dense symbols appeared in the sky, imprinting the universe. The laws of order were intertwined, blocking this place and isolating everyone.

"Bad news, a large formation has been set up in this ruin, trapping us!" said Houyi.

"What should we do? Are we going to be trapped here and die?" Several young men were anxious. They couldn't believe that they would be defeated like this.

"This is the Kun tribe's large formation, specifically targeting us." Houyi sighed.

Everyone in the Kun tribe was filled with grief and anger. Although they were powerful warriors at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, they still had no power to fight back here.

Because this area of ​​ruins is set up with a large formation that can trap and kill people at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Suddenly, a low roar was heard from the Kun clan’s ancestral land. The remains were resurrected, and black smoke billowed from its body, sweeping across the area like a demonic cloud.

When he stood up, he was like a demon god standing tall and upright. With every move he made, there were gusts of wind and thunder that were deafening and made the entire Kun clan's ancestral land tremble.

The two high-ranking members of the Kun tribe were injured and bleeding profusely. They fell to the ground, suffered a terrible impact, their bones were broken, and they coughed up blood.

"Who is this? Could it be the ancestor of the Kun clan? He is not dead yet." Houyi was shocked. This kind of fluctuation was too similar to theirs. Only people at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm could have such aura.

There was a loud explosion in the sky, and this huge bone body raised its arms and threw out two fireballs, hitting Houyi and others.

Several people were beaten and flew everywhere, blood gushing out of their mouths and noses, and their bodies almost disintegrated.

This relic is too powerful. I wonder how many years ago this ancient hero lived when he was alive, yet he is so powerful.

Every few steps this relic took could crush mountains and rivers, crack the surface of the earth, shake the ground, and even the underground palace would sway as if it was about to explode.

He seemed to have walked out of a barbaric and ancient hell, giving people a feeling of suffocation and shocking everyone.

Suddenly, the remains let out a long roar towards the sky, shaking the earth. The Kun clan’s ancestral land shook violently, as if it would disintegrate at any time.

Finally, several strong men couldn't bear it anymore and started coughing up blood. Their flesh cracked more and more and several bones were broken.

The remains were completely black and gave off a spooky aura, as if they came from the underworld. It made people feel creepy, uneasy and frightened, and they wanted to escape immediately.

Hou Yi was covered in dazzling golden light, his armor rustling as he stood high in the sky, facing the skeleton.

He swung his fists and punched like beating a drum, the sound was so loud and piercing that it hurt the eardrums.

This skeleton was so powerful and as solid as the sea that it could actually gain the upper hand in a head-on confrontation with Hou Yi.

His fist was as hard as steel and had a light green luster. It contained terrible power and actually suppressed Hou Yi, forcing him to retreat step by step.

Houyi coughed up blood. The attack power of this relic was too strong. He was defeated and his chest collapsed, with two bloody holes in it.

This skeleton is so strong, it seems to be made of immortal fairy gold and is extremely tough.

Houyi roared, his disheveled hair fluttered, his whole body glowed with golden light, and the sound of chanting could be heard from his body.

This skeleton is so terrifying, for some unknown reason it has not completely decayed and still retains some of its characteristics from life. However, it is a little different, with strange runes flowing on it.

Hou Yi's fist became increasingly hot, as if it was made of metal, emitting divine light, and when it collided with the metal, a violent explosion occurred.

He used his supreme body-refining technique to fight against him, refusing to give up or admit defeat.

In the end, Houyi was covered in blood. The skeleton was too powerful and he was seriously injured.

There was a flash of pity in his eyes. This was his own self, his brother, but he wanted to kill him, which made him sad and helpless.

There was another loud noise, and Houyi coughed up blood.

"Hahaha, little bug, you're not going to be able to do it after all. My bones are harder than everything here combined. Don't waste your energy." This was the voice of Kunpeng.

This was coming from the spirit of the other half of the stone tablet, mocking Houyi and making him extremely hateful.

"You are not dead yet?" Houyi shouted.

This was the 87th ancestor of the Kun clan and also Houyi's brother. On that day, the two brothers fought a fierce battle, and he cut off half of Kunpeng's wings and forced it into the underground palace.

"Hmph, sooner or later I will have the chance to take your life, devour your essence and blood, and replenish my missing vitality." Kunpeng sneered. This incident bothered him and he still remembers it vividly.

"You are dreaming." Houyi shouted. He knew that it was impossible to leave the Kun tribe's ancestral land now, otherwise he would surely die.

Hou Yi's whole body was glowing, and golden flames were dancing on his surface. This was pure true fire burning his flesh.

He fought against the skeleton with pure physical strength. This was due to his Taoism, not magic weapons, because magic weapons could hardly break the defense of this skeleton.

Houyi was unwilling to waste time and was ready to try his best.

Houyi swung his fists, colliding them violently. Every punch he threw out made a sound of metal clashing, like two meteorites hitting the sky.

His whole body was bathed in flames, which were made of real fire. It burned fiercely and collided with the remains, causing the magma here to surge. The scene was astonishing.

Finally, the skeleton retreated several feet, his hands slightly bent, blood oozing out, looking a little embarrassed.

"How is this possible?" The group of Kun descendants shouted, unable to believe that this was true. The dignified Yi Tu actually suffered a loss in the duel. This was their ancestor.

"Who are you?" asked the skeleton.

"Houyi, your descendant." Houyi replied calmly.

The heroes of the Kun tribe had strange looks on their faces, and the skeleton also frowned. It had heard of this name before. He was the most talented and promising young man in the history of the Kun tribe.

However, he was not afraid, but rather happy.

Hou Yi was his brother, so how could he be afraid? He said, "Since you have come here, you are destined to die in regret."

"I am no longer the Houyi of the past. My path is complete, and your path is incomplete. There is no point in fighting anymore." Houyi said.

“Hmph, even so, you are still no match for me.” The skeleton was proud. He was very powerful. His bones were crystal clear and his hair was shrouded in chaotic mist. He looked like a banished immortal, with an imposing aura.

His bones were crystal clear, as if there was a divine light surging in them. This was his magical power, which was unfathomable.

This is the 87th ancestor of the Kun clan. His strength is unfathomable. After countless tens of thousands of years, he is still as powerful as ever.

The bows and arrows behind Houyi rang out, and three feather arrows shot out, piercing the void and shooting into the torso of the skeleton.

He shouted, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. He was worthy of being the ancestor of the Kun clan. Even though he was disabled, his power was still intimidating and he blocked the feather arrow.

This time Houyi took out five magic swords and slashed at his legs and ribs respectively.

These five swords were peerless weapons looted from the Kun clan's treasury. They could cut iron like mud, were extremely sharp, and quickly penetrated into the bones. (End of this chapter)