Great Antiquity: You Have to Create a Jade Butterfly at the Beginning

Hearing Zhun Ti's words, the receiver felt more and more uneasy in his heart.

That Plague God can't do anything, and he dared to overturn Lingshan before, and now he has a reason to seek the two of them's Hongmeng Ziqi.

The two looked at each other, and both saw a touch of fear in each other's eyes, and even the expressions on their faces began to tangle.

At this moment, in the small secret realm of Fang Lingshan.

Where can it be seen that these two are two future saints, but rather two nervous mice.

"Zhunti, catch up, the two of you don't come out to meet Pindao"

"I'm waiting for Pindao to overturn Lingshan and bury the two of you again."

Outside Lingshan, a clear and cold voice came.

The bodies of the two of them trembled again, and their bodies suddenly fell into an ice cave.

But when they heard that this god of plague was about to overturn Lingshan, the two knew that at this moment they had no way to retreat.

Rather than letting the god of plague overturn Lingshan and find the two of them, it is better to keep a face and face it calmly.

Besides, the two also wanted to understand.

Hongmeng Ziqi, the position of the saint, was decided by the Taoist ancestor, if this god of plague really robs it, the Taoist ancestor will definitely take action at that time.

They can't provoke this god of plague, and he Hongjun can't provoke either a blessing or a disaster, and the disaster can't be avoided.

Thinking of this, the two friends looked at each other, and then, their bodies flashed, and when they reappeared, they were already in the middle of Lingshan.

"East Prince, what are you doing?"

Knowing that good words and compliments can't stop this god of plague, Zhunti simply did not show his face to please him, and directly put on the picture, the superior posture of the future saint when facing others.

Even so, at this moment, Zhun Ti's heart is very empty.

Also in the early days of quasi-sanctification, the coercion released by the Duke of East had reached a terrifying level.

Facing this God of Plague head-on, Zhunti had no doubt in his heart that King Dong Wang could deal a huge blow to them in an instant.

The Duke of East glanced at the two of them coldly, but this glance made the hearts of the two of them feel empty.

"Hand over the [-]th Grade Merit Golden Lotus."

Dongwanggong looked at the two of them and said lightly.

The light words have a taste that is hard to refuse and deserves.

It seems to make people feel that he is not here to rob, but that the two of them owe him.

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Hearing that this God of Plague did not come with the purple air of Hongmeng, the two of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But when they realized that it was the top-grade congenital spiritual treasure, their bodies suddenly froze again.

The status of the [-]th Grade Merit Golden Lotus is no less in their hearts than the two primordial purple qi.

He is barren in the west, and has the best innate spiritual treasure.

It's not like his East Prince, who can easily take out a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi might have been robbed by this god of plague, and the Taoist ancestors would still help them get it back, but the [-]th grade golden lotus was not necessarily the case.

"East Prince!"

"The previous account, we have already evened it out, and now you are a bit deceiving too much."

He said with some anger.

He seems to be trying to reason with the Prince of the East.

But in this prehistoric world where the weak eat the strong, there will be a reason to say "how to bully you"

Duke Dong looked at the two with disdain and said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, their bodies trembled.

"you"

"Don't you know that the two of us will be saints in this world in the future"

Quan raised his brows tightly and said.

The strength of the God of Plague in front of him, it is impossible for the two of them to fight, but given it in vain, in the future, where the faces of the two future saints are left, they can only carry out the identity of the future saint.

I hope this... Immortal Lord Penglai knows what's up.

Ah.

The corner of East Prince's mouth raised a sneer, and then his eyes turned completely cold, and the entire Lingshan was instantly enveloped by a cold aura.

It was the quasi-scholar in front of him who received the two quasi-sages, and at this moment his body was shaking slightly.

"You are holding me down as a saint"

Prince Dong's voice was extremely cold at the moment. This time, it's not a problem for the two of them to hand over the [-]-grade golden lotus. An dare to carry out the status of a saint. Prince Dong doesn't mind. It is to raze the entire West to the ground! The icy voice fell, and the Red Scale Nebula Halberd appeared in his hand.

That blood-like red, at this moment, in the sky, a terrifying ray of light was emitted.

"hiss"

Zhunti, Yingyue and the two of them couldn't help taking a deep breath when they saw this situation, their expressions changed suddenly, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

This god of plague at this moment is definitely much more terrifying than when he came to Penglai last time!

"and many more"

Reception suddenly shouted: "Fellow Daoist wait!"

Duke Dong narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Yin coldly. When Zhunti mentioned the identity of the saint just now, his patience was worn out by these two.

At this moment, if this receptionist dares to say more, he will let the Lingshan under his feet disappear in an instant.

"Brother!"

Zhunti seemed to understand the next behavior of the receptionist, and couldn't help but grabbed him.

Jie Yin pointed at Zhun Ti and shook his head slightly.

Then, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the twelve-grade merit golden lotus appeared in his hand.

The face of the reception is a little ugly, very ugly.

But even so, Jie Yin still forced a far-fetched smile, holding the [-]th grade golden lotus and saying to the Duke of the East: "Fellow Daoist

If you want to be impulsive, these twelve golden lotus of merit will be given to you by the poor way."

Although the reception at the moment was smiling, the expression on that sad face was extraordinarily hideous and ugly.

The Duke of East had no doubts at all, and when he said the word 'for you', his heart felt like a drop of blood.

Zhunti stood aside and looked at the twelve-grade golden lotus, his eyes were filled with reluctance.

Those angry eyes did not dare to look at Duke Dong again.

For fear, this god of plague will ask them for other things after taking the [-]th grade golden lotus.

"Humph."

Dong Wanggong snorted coldly, waved his robe, and then, the golden lotus of [-]th grade meritorious virtue drew a perfect arc in the air, slowly hung in his hand, and gradually disappeared into the primordial spirit.

Zhun mentioning and fetching the two of them seemed to have collapsed at the moment.

Standing there in a daze, not daring to say another word, those two pairs of eyes were extremely empty at the moment.

Accepting the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit, Prince Dong's purpose of this trip was also achieved.

Then, before looking at the two of them, his figure flashed, and he had already escaped into nothingness.

"call"

After seeing the Duke of East leave, Zhun mentions, and the two of them couldn't help letting out a long sigh of relief.

Then, the faces of the two of them became: extremely ferocious.

"Damn!"

"When the poor way becomes holy, I must make you look good!"

Jieyin roared as he looked at the direction in which the East Prince disappeared.

This time, the two of them not only lost the supreme congenital spiritual treasure bestowed by Taoist ancestors.

It even lost the face of their future saint.

Several times before, many great powers from the Great Desolation and Desolation came to befriend each other, and all they gave were rare things, which made the sense of superiority of the future saint in the hearts of the two soar.

But this time, the East Prince once again beat them back to reality.

Right now, it is very important to comprehend Na Hongmeng Purple Qi as soon as possible and become a saint.

At that time, as long as the sage is [-]%: overturning Lingshan's account, this time he will snatch the account of the [-]th-grade meritorious golden lotus, and the loss suffered by the two when Penglai was born.

They must come back with the Prince of the East! The eyes of the two have changed from fear to anger, and then from anger to ruthless.

The Spirit Mountain creatures who had just been sent, felt the aura of these two great powers, and were so frightened that they fled in panic, hiding in the corner and shivering.

It seems to be the same as when the Prince of the East came to Lingshan just now.

Lingshan's farce can't be concealed from the eyes of the great masters of Honghuang.

The actions of the Prince of the East...the first person under the saint, every moment, I don't know how many people are watching.

Seeing Lingshan's farce, with Zhun mentioning, the two of them were persuaded by the lewd power of the East Prince and ended in a second, and many strong men withdrew their magical powers without much thought.

One by one, they secretly mentioned it in their hearts, and while the two were gloating about misfortune, they also secretly made up their minds that the entire prehistoric world, whoever provokes them, should not provoke Penglai.

Of course, while some people are afraid, there are also some people who look at this... the first person under the saint's behavior is a little unhappy, although they look at Zhunti and are not happy with the introduction.

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