I am Haotian in the prehistoric

However, the words that the big man said made the white-clothed gentleman in front of the big man amused, buying travel expenses. He has practiced for such a long time, and this is the first time someone asked him for travel expenses. What's more, he was actually a monk at the seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm whose cultivation base was not much higher than his. Where did he have such confidence that he would definitely be able to keep himself.

Immediately, the friar in white sneered and said, "It's up to you to buy the toll? Your cultivation base is not much higher than mine, so you start to think about these crooked ways. Maybe one day, you will meet someone who is powerful and let you buy it directly. God's death and Taoism disappear, hahaha..." At the end of the speech, it seemed that he had mentioned something interesting, and immediately laughed out loud.

But the big man seemed to be irritated by the laughter, and said: "Needless to say anything else, if you want to leave alive after entering the sky, you must hand over all the magic weapons, natural resources and earth treasures on your body, and then let them go." I've ruined all your cultivation, otherwise, just because of your ridicule, you don't even think about leaving alive today."

"Hmph, is that right, then the poor Taoist really wants to see and see, what ability do you have to say such big words." Although the cultivation base of this white-clothed monk is slightly low, his momentum is not weak at all.

At this time, Haotian who was standing on the side was a little speechless, "Didn't these two guys fight just now? Why did he stop fighting and use his words instead as soon as he came over? Hurry up and wait for me The audience is a little anxious." Haotian was slandering like this in his heart.

But to be honest, although it seems that the fault of this incident should be on that arrogant burly man, but Haotian is even more unfavorable to that white-clothed monk.

As for why Haotian has such a view.The main reason is that the burly man is a descendant of a congenital demon god with upright roots.With Haotian's eyesight, it is naturally impossible to make a mistake, and the monk in white.Haotian has been here for a long time, but he didn't see anything extraordinary about this person, he was basically just an ordinary monster monk.

However, Haotian could also see that this white-clothed monk should be very good at defense, but that's all. Although, Haotian didn't quite know how advanced this person's defense skills were.

But no matter how high it is, Haotian doesn't care about it, not to mention the three defensive treasures of Xuanyuan Water Control Banner, Ground Flame Banner and Chaos Clock.As far as the protective force field on his body is concerned, it is absolutely superior to the entire prehistoric world. In terms of defense, Haotian is the real prehistoric No.1. (below saint)

Even among the saints, Haotian is confident that only Lao Tzu can kill him if he fights alone for defense. It is the guide of the strongest defensive spirit treasure among the fortune-level innate spirit treasures that possess the twelfth-grade golden lotus.Haotian also believes that single-handed defense is definitely not weak.

Sure enough, in the subsequent fights, when the big man showed his true strength, the friar in white really changed his face.

I saw the big man roaring.After that, a golden light emitted from the whole body completely covered himself, and then the golden light disappeared.Appearing in front of the monk in white was a figure with the body of a dragon and the head of a man, surrounded by endless flames.There were low murmurs in his mouth, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"You. Are you a descendant of the innate demon god?" Seeing the appearance of the big man in front of him, the white-clothed monk looked extremely ugly, and asked, but with the experience of this white-clothed monk, he couldn't see the appearance of the dragon body and human head. Which innate demon god it inherited.

After all, among the innate demon gods, unlike Fuxi and Nuwa, the two innate demon gods with snake body and human head, the number of innate demon gods with dragon body and human head will never be less than ten.

However, although the white-clothed monk couldn't tell why the person in front of him was a descendant of the innate demon god, the audience Haotian, who was watching the play from the side, knew it clearly.

"Hey, this guy looks exactly like his ancestor. Unfortunately, his ancestor seems to have been killed by Zhu Rong in a conflict with the Wu Clan. I remember that guy's body, and in the end he was replaced by that guy Zhu Rong. Drink it, Haotian is still in the space in my sleeve." Haotian looked at the big man in front of him and thought in his heart.

But before Haotian finished his thoughts, the burly man had already started to attack the white-clothed monk in front of him.

While attacking, he also snorted coldly: "Do you know why I have the confidence to keep you? Let you know now, I am a thunder tiger, hehe, it's too late for you to regret it now, see if I don't skin you Bone dismantled." After saying that, a new round of more ferocious attacks began.

But I don't know, there is a strong man on the side who laughed because of his name, Thunder Tiger?Hehe, this name is really not level.

But the white-clothed monk on the opposite side did not lose confidence because he was facing a descendant of an innate demon god, and gave up resisting. He yelled, and in an instant, a white thing appeared on top of his head, and let out The white brilliance protected him, but he barely resisted Thunder Tiger's crazy attack.

And that white thing is exactly a giant tortoise shell with a length and width of over a thousand feet. The patterns on it, I have to say, are really pretty.

While resisting, the monk in white said: "Even if you are the descendant of the innate demon god, you don't have the ability to take down my Baigui Taoist."

But at this time, Haotian, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was moved in his heart, Taoist Baigui, white turtle?

"Could this monk in white be the white tortoise who killed Fuxi in his previous life? After all, white tortoises are very rare in the prehistoric world.

Of course, for Haotian, what matters most is not the white tortoise, but one of his descendants. You must know that Fuxi's hexagrams were drawn on the back of a certain descendant of this white tortoise. The tortoise pattern was drawn, and it was indeed after a sudden epiphany that he created a set of profound theories of gossip, which was passed down to later generations.

But that little white tortoise also gained merit because of helping Fuxi draw hexagrams, and a picture of the Eight Diagrams was printed on the tortoise shell on his back. Since then, although that white tortoise has never appeared again , but Haotian believes that he must be living a good life, after all, just by the power of the tortoise shell with Fuxi gossip on his back, it is already close to the Xiantian Lingbao.

Coupled with the reason for the part of the merits obtained, it should be smooth sailing for his cultivation.

Seeing this, Haotian did have a plan, and decided to help the white turtle, as long as he was in real danger, he would take action to stop it.

Of course, the current situation is that the white tortoise can still withstand the attack of the thunder tiger, so Haotian will not make a move, and maybe, the white tortoise can retreat by itself relying on his natural strong defense, so he It's not like it's less troublesome, isn't it?

And that Thunder Tiger, when he saw that the white-clothed monk who was much weaker than him actually blocked his attack, he couldn't help being furious. He didn't believe that an ordinary monk who was weaker than him could still fight against him. The subordinates survived, and immediately increased their attacks to the maximum limit. Immediately, the monk in white became a little precarious.

However, this white-clothed friar was tough enough. Although he was in danger, he still withstood this round of attacks, and even gradually got used to it.

Seeing the flickering color on the face of this white-clothed monk, Haotian knew that he probably had already started to think about his retreat at this time, because he also knew very well that if he kept fighting, he would definitely lose in the end, and still He will be seriously injured, and at that time, he will not be able to run even if he wants to.

"Hey, I wonder if this white turtle can escape smoothly?" Haotian is more interested in this point.

And that Thunder Tiger, after seeing that he hadn't taken down the white monk for so long, even using his strongest strength to break through that damned tortoise shell, couldn't help being even more furious, roaring like crazy stand up.

"Damn it, why is this guy's tortoise shell so hard? Although I, Leihuo, is only the seventh heaven of the Golden Wonderland, but relying on the blood of my ancestors, even among the monks of the ninth heaven of the Golden Wonderland, I am also With few opponents, shouldn't it be easier to deal with this stinky tortoise from the third heaven of the Golden Wonderland?" Lei Huo thought frantically.

It has to be said that although this Leihuo has a stronger cultivation base and has the blood of the innate demon god, but in terms of psychological quality and fighting awareness, it is indeed inferior to the Baigui Taoist in front of him.

Otherwise, even if this Baigui Taoist is still holding on to being undefeated, he has already suffered a lot of injuries, and it probably won't take long before he is defeated.

Seeing the furious look of Leihuo, Haotian couldn't help but think back to his ancestor, the innate demon god who had a relationship with Hongjun in his third sermon, but that was the only side. When he saw him again the next day, that guy had indeed turned into a corpse, and it was placed in front of him in exchange for wine money.

"Speaking of which, the ancestor of Leihuo seems to be a gentle guy, how could there be such a rough and barbaric descendant with such poor psychological quality?" Haotian really did not understand this. The tiger was definitely the worst among the descendants of the demon god he had ever seen.

After that, the crazy Thunder Tiger stomped his foot on the ground fiercely, and then attacked even more frantically. The frequency of attacks increased by more than [-]% almost instantly.

As for Haotian, his attention was completely on Leihuo's feet at this time, and he suddenly asked in his heart: "Could it be him?" (To be continued...)