Great Antiquity: I Can Synthesize Everything

Lao Tzu smiled and nodded, "I didn't expect you to find several immortal islands in Penglai, but it is a great opportunity, but I have also found a good place. I don't have many disciples, so I found a mountain called Shouyang Mountain. , is enough.

And your uncle Tongtian wants to be a neighbor with you. He found a Xiandao Jinao Island in the East China Sea. Your original uncle is in Kunlun Mountain. There must be someone here to keep it. "

Qingyun nodded and stepped back. The people who chose to be the dojo were exactly the same as in the legend.

Soon everyone followed their own master out of Kunlun Mountain.

, heading towards their respective dojos.

When the great supernatural powers of the Great Desolate Realm knew the news, they thought that there was an uproar over the disagreement between the Three Purities, and some people were happy and others were worried.

Here, Qingyun followed Lao Tzu to Shouyang Mountain. This mountain is not bad and not worse than Kunlun Mountain, but it is smaller, but it doesn't matter that there are only two disciples of the People's Education.

After the affairs of the dojo were settled, Qingyun walked towards the great land.

During this period of time, the two Lich clans discovered something inappropriate, and the luck of the two clans was rapidly draining.

You must know that the demon clan has the innate treasure Chaos Clock to suppress the qi

Luck, and the Wu people also have the Pangu Temple to suppress the luck, this time the flow of luck is obviously abnormal.

Especially the monster clan, now the luck is less than two-thirds of the heyday.

If you let Qingyun know, maybe they will tell them the reason. The two lich clans are destined to withdraw from the stage of the great and desolate history. Now that the human clan is flourishing, the luck will naturally grow.

So where does the extra luck come from?Of course, it was the two lich clans today, and the demon clan even massacred the human clan, so luck passed the fastest.

The senior leaders of the two clans who did not know the truth were all panicked. If this luck descended, there might be a disaster for the clan to be wiped out!

For this reason, the measures taken by the demon clan are to actively prepare for the war. Using the souls collected from the last massacre of the human clan is a magic weapon. When the time comes, the witch clan will be slaughtered in one fell swoop, and their luck will naturally increase.

While the Witch Race is preparing for the battle, there are also many Ancestral Witches looking for other ways to continue their luck.

On this day, a woman stopped in front of Qingyun, looked at Qingyun's vigilant look and said,

"I have seen Daoist Qingyun in the back of the Wu clan!"

Qingyun's expression was shocked, looking at the woman in front of him, he didn't expect this to be the Houtu ancestor witch who transformed into reincarnation!

"Qingyun has seen the Houtu ancestor witch, but he doesn't know the latter ancestor.

What did Wu stop Qingyun? "

Houtu glanced at Qingyun, and then said,

"Now that the luck of the Wu clan has passed, I came out to find a solution."

Qingyun's heart moved, but he remembered that the Sanqing had established religions to educate all living beings. Now, the two Lich clans have their own systems, but they do not need to be educated. Therefore, they all set up sects with the human race, and they have treasures to suppress the luck. Now the human race is angry. The luck has risen, and naturally the luck of the other two races will pass.

Although there are some thoughts in his heart, Qingyun's face is still indifferent,

"Ancestral witch finds a way to solve the passing of luck and stops Qingyun's so-called

thing? "

Chapter [-] Help Houtu, Fight Styx [For Flower Tickets] Three-shift

I did find a way, but I couldn't do it by myself, so I came to ask fellow Taoist Qingyun for help.

Qingyun raised his brows,

"The Ancestral Witch is joking. You wait for the huge power of the Witch Clan to have twelve Ancestral Witches. If you can't do it, how can I Qingyun help you!"

"My brothers don't agree on this matter, and naturally they won't help me, so I can only come to find fellow Daoist Qingyun."

After listening to Houtu, Qingyun already knew what was going on, and Houtu was ready to reincarnate as a body!

After thinking for a while, Qingyun nodded, "You can think about it, after the reincarnation, although your witch clan may

There is still a glimmer of life, but the Ancestral Witches are gone. "

When Houtu saw Qingyun's utterance, he was immediately shocked and couldn't help sighing,

"Daoist friend deserves to be able to overwhelm Dong Huangtai, Emperor Jun, and two people. Daoist friend has already known what happened before Houtu opened his mouth."

Then the two walked towards the sea of ​​blood together.

After seeing Nuwa's creation and sanctification, the ancestor of the Nether Sea of ​​Blood Styx changed his mind about it, and after constant exploration, he finally figured it out completely today.

I saw him standing above the sea of ​​clouds, mixing the water of the sea of ​​​​blood with the soul floating above the sea of ​​​​blood, and successfully created a family named

In the Asura tribe, the males are all ugly, and the females are as beautiful as flowers.

As soon as the Shura tribe came out, the sky descended on the merits, and the ancestor Ming He's cultivation level broke through the middle stage of Quasi-Saint instantly and reached the late stage of Quan-Saint.

Not reaching the expected realm, Ancestor Ming He is very helpless, but at least the cultivation base has broken through, which can be regarded as a comfort!

At this moment, two figures came from a distance.

Seeing the change in the face of the ancestor Ming He, there was a murmur in his heart, how could these two come to this sea of ​​blood in the nether world together?

Qingyun looked at the boundless sea of ​​blood in front of him and said,

"Also invite fellow Daoist Minghe to come out

Come and see! "

I saw a bloody light flying from a distance, turning into an old man in a blood robe, full of murderous aura.