I, the big guy of Hong Huang, join the chat group

Since he left the money to buy his life, he has to be creditable, otherwise how could he recommend ‘brothers and friends’ and come to give the magic weapon again.
“Wait, Pindao can go out.”
“Obey, Master Gu!”
The two Jade Rabbits at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level don’t care about Hongjun’s calls.
If the owner of the valley said it, they would follow suit. If they said it was thrown out, they couldn’t let him go out.
A rabbit grabbed Hongjun’s leg, forcibly dragged him to the ground, and brought him to the Tiandao DojoAfter the edge, after fully gathering strength, he threw it outside like a piece of garbage.
“boom–”
Hongjun fell to the ground quite embarrassed.
After being thrown out of the Tiandao Dojo, his suppressed mana is constantly recovering.
He has recovered to the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, and the magic weapon that had lost its aura has also regained its luster. Now his strength is the top power in the prehistoric world!
If those two jade rabbits dare to come out, he will definitely let them know why the flowers are so red.
“You two little friends, are you willing to come out, and Pindao will show you a treasure.”
“Do you think we are stupid, old man?”
“Come in again if you have the ability.”
Although they already have the cultivation base of Taiyi Jinxian, the two jade rabbits are still very clear.
This level of cultivation can only be regarded as a middle-level combat power in the vast and boundless prehistoric world. If this old man is of the Da Luo Jinxian or quasi-sage level, wouldn’t it be an act of courting death to walk out of the valley.
On the contrary, as long as you stay in the valley, you will be protected by the owner of the valley, so it is very safe.
“…”
Facing the ridicule of two jade rabbits
Although Hongjun gritted his teeth with hatred, there was nothing he could do.
If they refused to get out of this strange valley, even if he shouted his throat, it would be of no use, it was just a waste of effort.
I, Hongjun, have remembered this hatred!
However, I can’t be the only one who was robbed. If you have a good relationship, you can’t mess around.
Otherwise, it would be easy to turn against each other and add a life-and-death enemy for nothing, then you can only choose the pit of the enemy.
Hongjun instantly locked onto the target.
Mo Zuluo �T!
I heard that this guy also has several treasures in his hand.
With a stomach full of bad water, Hongjun tore apart the space and headed towards the dojo where Luo T was practicing…
Chapter 41 Flame Spirit’s Companion Magical Treasure! Chaos Clock!
“Yan Ling, these three magic weapons are for you.”
“…”
Twelve-grade merit golden lotus, green lotus color flag, blessing divine pestle.
These three are all innate spiritual treasures. In the prehistoric world, even Da Luo Jinxian and quasi-sage powerhouses would be crazy about them. In order to snatch a spiritual treasure, sometimes they might even risk their own lives.
After all, the number of Lingbao is limited, but there are countless strong people in this era.
If you are not willing to work hard, how can you get the Lingbao? Not everyone is like Hongjun, a pure local tyrant.
“Well~”
Ao Xin stared straight at the three innate treasures.
She is not like Yuxue. From a small demon, she made rapid progress because of a special opportunity, but in fact, Daluo Jinxian, who is far from rich in foundation, possesses the “Ancestral Dragon Inheritance”. She can see the preciousness of these three magic weapons at a glance. sex.
However, in the eyes of Gu Zhu, these magic weapons are not much different from toys, and they are all given away directly.
“Father God, these magic weapons…”
“Cultivate the primordial spirit and mana to be able to use the magic weapon. These things are useless to me.”
Shaking her head, Qin Xi said with a smile.
I don’t cultivate mana, primordial spirit, or physique. The only thing I’m sure of is that I have the ‘law of fantasy’ on my body.
In this way, no matter how good the magic weapon is, it is of no use to them, just like the ancestral witches who specialize in physique, they never use magic weapons to fight, and rely on their terrifying physical fitness to resist quasi-sage power.
“Good.”
Since it was a gift from God the Father, Yan Ling reluctantly accepted it.
As the incarnation of the sun star, she is not empty-handed, and she still has several accompanying magic weapons on her body.
Chaos Clock!
Fuso sacred tree!
Book of Heaven. Book of Rivers and Books of Luo!
In terms of rank, each of them is far better than the three innate spirit treasures given by Hongjun.
However, regarding Hongjun’s proposal, Yan Ling reluctantly considered it. It seemed that the responsibilities assigned to him by the Great God Pangu could not be ignored. It would be a good choice to use a clone instead of direct work.
Although it can’t achieve the effect of illuminating all things like before.
However, some are good, so don’t pick and choose, as the sun won’t even shine.
“Yuxue, don’t waste this pot of fish, you can save it temporarily.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Ao Xin, Yan Ling, you should practice hard, I still have something to do.”
After a few instructions, Qin Xi stood up from the ground and headed towards the cabin.
He is not idle on weekdays. Based on his previous memories, compiling one after another of the story books into prehistoric versions, and then passing them down, is a way for him to pass the time.
Like two little tails, Ao Xin and Yan Ling followed into the cabin.
This is a top-notch paradise, the concentration of aura is a thousand times that of the outside world, so it is naturally the best place for cultivation.
Carrying six top-level innate magic weapons, he directly smashed more than a hundred flame spirits of enlightenment pills, chose a position by himself, and began to practice cross-legged. .
If a lot of resources are invested, it may not be impossible to become a high-level Chaos Demon God like Yang Mei.
“Wow–”
Unfolding the pure white paper, Qin Xi stained the brush with ink.
Some time ago, he had just finished revising ‘The Romance of the Three Kingdoms’, and now he is writing a book called ‘Tao Te Ching’.
“Gu master, what are you doing?”
Ao Xin, who originally wanted to practice, poked her head over and asked curiously.
In the past few days living in the valley, the owner of the valley was writing and drawing on white paper every day, and seemed very busy.
Recalling the ‘Painting Scroll of Ancestral Dragon’ hanging on the wall, Ao Xin still has lingering fears, and she dare not look directly at the painting. She has a premonition that the one named ‘Ying Zheng’Sooner or later, the man will come back to life.
“To pass the time, record some meaningful things by the way.”
“What is this book?”
Ao Xin looked around the bookshelf, which was full of books.
Her eyes were quickly attracted by a book on the shelf, as if it contained endless magic power.
“The Great Desolation. The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I just revised it a few days ago.”
“Can I… can I take a look?”
Ao Xin asked softly.
The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, judging from the name, is similar to the current war of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans.
Driven by curiosity, she wanted to find out about this book.
“Take it and have a look, just don’t break it.”
The historical version of Romance of the Three Kingdoms may not meet the appetite of the prehistoric world.
After all, a fierce general with only mortal strength, in the eyes of the prehistoric creatures, is just a group of ants fighting, which has no meaning at all.
Therefore, based on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Qin Xi adapted it into a prehistoric version during this period. The top fierce generals and civil servants were all set at the level of Daluo Jinxian, and even those who stood at the top were quasi-sages.
In this way, the visibility of the story is greatly increased.
With a look of anticipation, Ao Xin turned to the first page of “The Romance of the Three Kingdoms”……
Chapter 42 Prehistoric. Romance of the Three Kingdoms! The luck of Cao Wei’s dragon soul!
【the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero. Right and wrong success or failure turned around empty. 】
【Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns. 】
[White-haired fisherman and woodcutter on Jiangzhu, used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. 】
[How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. ——Transfer to “Linjiang Fairy”]
A paragraph of text caught Ao Xin’s eyes.
Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin were never the heroes of this era. However, with the passage of time, it is still unknown who will have the last laugh in this calamity.
Perhaps, in a few Yuan Hui’s time, the protagonist of this world will also change.
While flipping through this book, the world Ao Xin sees also undergoes earth-shaking changes.
【The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand】
【Age in Jiazi, good luck in the world】
A yellow-robed Taoist in the late quasi-sage, holding a volume of ‘Taiping Essentials’ in his hand, uttered a cry that shocked the world.
With almost a single thought, countless creatures with shallow cultivation were bewitched by him and became followers of the Yellow Turban Sect. In order to gain luck in the way of heaven, they started a vigorous war!
Ao Xin’s heart skipped a beat, this ability to confuse people’s hearts is really a bit scary.
Even the dragon clan, if their cultivation base is too shallow, they will be bewitched by this general named Tiangong.