Prehistoric: Shoot and kill the nine golden crows at the beginning

Chapter 16
"It's a trivial matter, three senior brothers, please wait."

Haotian smiled and cupped his hands in return, Yaochi at the side didn't speak, her crescent eyebrows were slightly frowned, since an hour ago, she felt that something was wrong, and she always had a faint feeling that something big was about to happen.

It's not surprising that Hongjun called Sanqing to meet him. After all, Sanqing is Hongjun's direct disciple, and many of Hongjun's wills need Sanqing to execute on his behalf.

What is strange to Yaochi is that Hongjun has not shown up for so long, she has never seen anything that can delay the footsteps of Hongjun's ancestor.

Just when Haotian and Sanqing were polite to each other.

All of a sudden, above the Zixiao Palace, in that piece of chaos, there are several bursts of purple energy blooming and appearing.

When this purple qi appeared, Tianzun Daode, Tianzun Yuanshi, Master Tongtian, Haotian and Yaochi all changed their expressions, because this purple qi was the primordial purple qi!
The Primordial Purple Qi has appeared seven times in the prehistoric world.

After Hongjun's ancestor merged into the Dao of Heaven, he bestowed seven primordial purple qi respectively. The first six paths created the six sages of the heavens, while the seventh primordial purple qi was condensed into the "rule of the world" and came to the east. The body of the emperor.

As long as Donghuang Taiyi completes his rule of the world, he can integrate this primordial purple energy and become a saint.

"Could it be that a new saint is about to be born?"

Master Tongtian said in a concentrated voice.

"It shouldn't be. If a saint is born, there will be a sign, and the master will notify us and the three of us in advance."

Daode Tianzun frowned and spoke, while Yuanshi Tianzun on the side didn't speak, but just stared at the purple light that appeared above.

Only Haotian clenched his fists when he saw the majestic purple energy.

The ancestor of Hongjun had three direct disciples, two named disciples, and two Taoist boys.

The three personal heirs are Sanqing.

The two registrations are the introduction and the quasi-mention.

These five people were all sanctified successively, so in Haotian's view, the one who should be sanctified next is him, Daoist Hongjun.

After all, he has been with Hongjun since he was not sanctified, and he has worked hard without credit, and he is the person closest to Hongjun, so he has to be his turn anyway.

But at this time...

"Haotian."

Yaochi patted Haotian's shoulder lightly, she knew what Haotian was thinking, Haotian also reacted and forcibly suppressed his restless mood.

"It seems that this is not the meaning of Zunzu."

Yaochi spoke suddenly, and both Haotian and Sanqing listened with astonishment.

In fact, they all know one thing, after Hongjun's body melted into the Dao of Heaven, the control of this world has gradually fallen into Hongjun's hands.

The original way of heaven is constantly being suppressed.

If not, it would be impossible for Hongjun to sanctify his disciples one after another.

"Is it the way of heaven?"

When these words were uttered from the mouth of Yuanshi Tianzun, a sense of 'the wind and rain are coming' permeated everyone's hearts.

Because apart from Hongjun, only the way of heaven can send down the purple energy of the primordial.

At this time, a crack suddenly opened between the primordial chaos, and a purple-gold streamer suddenly shot out from the primordial chaos, passed through the Zixiao Palace, and fell towards the prehistoric world.

Everyone's eyes followed this purple-gold streamer.

"That direction...is the human race!"

Master Tongtian focused his eyes and turned a little forward. A cloud curtain suddenly appeared in this dojo. It was the scene of the human race, and the sky and the earth were covered by five-color rays of light.

And among the five colors of light, there is a place where the two colors of yin and yang flow.

"Yin-Yang Thunder."

Both Daode Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun became serious.

Haotian looked at Chu Xiu's figure in the cloud screen, and clenched his fists. In his opinion, it was Chu Xiu who robbed him of his chance to become a saint!

As for Yao Chi, curiosity arose in his eyes towards Chu Xiu in the cloud curtain.

At this time, the Han capital of the human race.

Chu Xiu didn't know what happened to Zixiao Palace, and he didn't even know what happened between Tiandao and Hongjun. He only knew one thing now, and he wanted to destroy the Qilin Yuqiong in front of him with an arrow!

"Destroy."

One word out.

In an instant, Chu Xiu let go of the bowstring, and the arrows condensed by Yin-Yang Thunder turned into a stream of light, which suddenly broke through the five-color light and went straight to Shiqilin Yeqiong.

"court death!"

Ye Qiong's face was blue-veined and furious, and following his shout, the huge shadow of the five-element unicorn behind him, and the five-color light ball in the unicorn's mouth, instantly turned into a five-color light beam, heading straight to the front of Hanjing City, straight to Chuxiu!
"Husband..."

Heng'e held Chu Xiu's hand tightly.

She had already made up her mind to follow Chu Xiu regardless of life or death.

At this moment, time seems to be slowed down.

Everyone stared at the beam of light and the arrow of thunder.

Finally... the Yin-Yang Thunder Arrow collided with the five-color beam of light!

Immediately afterwards, a horrifying scene appeared, and the Yin-Yang Thunder Arrow was like an extremely sharp bone-chopping knife, directly cutting off the five-color beam of light from the center!

The wind of the arrow whistled, and in just a split second, the Yin-Yang Thunderbolt pierced through the five-color beam of light.

Before Ye Qiong could react, this yin-yang thunder arrow passed through Ye Qiong's heart.

Heaven and earth stagnated for an instant.

The five-color light that permeated the world quickly dissipated, and countless pairs of eyes focused on Shiqilin Yeqiong, because the phantom unicorn behind him was howling in pain and helplessly, and was annihilated inch by inch.

Ye Qiong opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously lowered his head to look at his heart. The yin and yang thunder intersected and permeated the wound, making it impossible for his wound to heal at all.

With a sound of 'Wow', a mouthful of old blood spewed out, and Ye Qiong's aura languished extremely quickly, approaching death unexpectedly.

"how is this possible!!"

Yuanfeng Fuyun cried out in astonishment, he could hardly believe the scene in front of him.

He, Zulong Aocang, and Shiqilin Yeqiong, the three of them have existed in this world since the beginning of chaos, and they are also known as the three congenital saints (quasi-sages), and their strengths are almost the same. For Qiong to do this, doesn't it mean that he and Ao Cang...

Thinking of this, Fuyun couldn't help but feel a chill down his back. This was a sense of fear that he had never felt when he faced Donghuang back then.

Fu Yun subconsciously looked at Ao Cang who was flying shoulder to shoulder, and he read the same astonishment as himself from Ao Cang's gloomy face.

It was also at this moment that all the tribes surrounding the Han capital became panicked.

All of these beast clans are respected by the Qilin clan, and they followed the Qilin clan to do things in the human territory. They thought they would be able to have a burst of autumn wind, but they didn't expect such a situation.

At this time, the ancestors of Qilin were on the verge of falling, and they naturally fled back one after another, fearing that if they were too slow, they would give up their lives.

And at this moment, the sky suddenly turned into a purple-gold color!
At this moment, the whole world was shocked!

(End of this chapter)