Prehistoric: Across The Country

The golden dragon of luck howls in the sky, and the majestic luck covers the world and the endless sea.

"This is... Penglai's luck golden dragon, why is it growing so fast?"

In the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island, Tongtian could not help being surprised when he felt the powerful aura of the Penglai Luck Golden Dragon.

Jiejiao accepts disciples without discrimination, and it is also known as Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Dynasty, but the luck of the Golden Dragon is not as good as Penglai's luck, how can Tong Tian not be surprised.

The human religion consists of hundreds of trillions of human races, and their cultivation base is not weaker than that of the prehistoric monks. With the addition of Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi and other great powers, the human religion can grow rapidly.

At the moment when Renjiao's luck skyrocketed, Hong Lei only felt that the breath around him was ups and downs, as if there was a feeling of breaking through.

The theory of luck is the most mysterious, even saints fight for luck.

Renjiao's luck has skyrocketed, and as the leader, Hong Lei can get the blessing of infinite luck, which can speed up the speed of cultivation.

"The luck of the human teaching has skyrocketed. It seems that I am going to retreat to practice again."

Hong Lei is already at the Primal Chaos Realm, if he can take a crucial step, he will be able to comprehend the power of the rules and become a strong man in the Primal Chaos Realm [existence comparable to a saint of heaven.

"Xuandu, come to the main hall!"

Hong Lei let out a low shout, and Xuandu, who was dressed in a black Taoist robe, slowly stepped into the hall.

"Xuandu pays homage to Master!"

The aura around Xuandu's body was ethereal, his blood energy was extremely strong, and a coercion not weaker than that of the Taiyi Golden Immortal spread to the surroundings.

As the senior brother of Renjiao, Xuandu can get a little blessing of luck, which allows his cultivation to break through the realm of transformation, and has the strength of Taiyi Jinxian.

"The great battle between the Demon Court and Penglai resulted in the loss of many creatures from the wilderness, and countless dead souls wandered everywhere in the world.

I will pass on a mantra of purifying the heart to you, and lead the juniors and juniors of the teaching school to go to the Great Desolate Continent to purify the resentment of the world and let those ghosts return to their true selves!"

The mantra of purifying the mind can keep the monk's spiritual platform clear and not be infected by evil spirits. It can also eliminate the resentment of heaven and earth, so that the souls who died in vain can find their true self and no longer be controlled by resentment.

The battle between the Demon Court and Penglai caused countless creatures to suffer unreasonable disasters, and the entire prehistoric region was shrouded in resentment. If this cause and effect is not resolved, it will affect the development of Penglai.

As the senior brother of Renjiao, Xuandu has the responsibility to maintain the prosperity of the sect. What's more, he has the strength of Taiyi Jinxian and needs to travel in the prehistoric times.

This time letting Xuandu lead Renjiao's brothers and sisters out is a test for him, and it is also the first step for Renjiao to enter the prehistoric continent.

Although Penglai Island is big, it is still not as good as the whole Great Desolate. The human race continues to multiply and develop, and sooner or later they will set foot on the Great Desolate Continent.

The human race seldom leaves Penglai Island. If they are allowed to live alone in the treacherous wilderness without certain survival experience, it is easy to die.

The most important thing is that it is an immeasurable merit to clear up the resentment for the prehistoric world. As long as Xuandu seizes the opportunity, he may be rewarded by the Dao of Heaven, which can greatly improve his cultivation.

Hong Lei pointed at one point, and the countless dao patterns condensed into a light cluster, blending into the center of Xuandu's eyebrows.

"Thank you Master for bestowing the Dharma, this disciple will definitely live up to my expectations~!"

"The Great Desolation is full of dangers. Although you are protected in the name of a disciple, you must not be reckless when encountering danger. You must take your own life as the most important thing!"

Human religion is powerful, and wise monks will naturally not overly embarrass human religion disciples, but there may be monks who are not open-eyed, and they just want to oppose human religion.

"Disciple remembers Master's instruction!"

Xuandu saluted, then left the hall immediately, and summoned his brothers and sisters to prepare for a trip to the prehistoric times.

People teach with Fuxi, Nuwa and other powerful guardians, Hong Lei no longer has to worry about everything, he can practice with peace of mind.

"Boom!"

Hong Lei sits cross-legged on the cloud bed, circulating three thousand laws around his body, each evolving into a long river, the majestic power imprisoning the four directions of time and space, and suppressing the infinite chaos.

Countless dao marks flow around Hong Lei, combining the three thousand laws to evolve towards the power of rules.

"hold head high!"

With the sound of a dragon chant, billions of golden dragons of good fortune appeared above Hong Lei's head. With the blessing of majestic good luck, he was coated with a robe of good luck to speed up the speed of comprehension of the power of rules.

Rules are higher than laws, and the three thousand rules maintain the operation of the prehistoric world, formulate the order of the vast world, and control the fate of the prehistoric peoples.

Hong Lei only needs to comprehend the mystery of one rule to break through the chaos and establish a world order. His strength is comparable to that of a sage of heaven.

With the blessing of immeasurable luck, the speed of Hong Lei's comprehension of the rules has been improved, and his aura has become even more terrifying, as if he could break through at any time.

Hong Lei was immersed in cultivation, unaware of the passage of time, let alone what happened in the Great Desolate Continent.

On Penglai Island, Xuandu gathers all people from the same sect, hundreds of trillions of human races, occupying mountains and peaks.

"There are many resentments in the prehistoric world. Master ordered me to lead all the younger brothers and sisters to the mainland to clear up the resentments. All the disciples who have opened up the sacred treasure can go together."

There are many creatures in the prehistoric world, but most of them have not surpassed the golden immortals, unless they are members of the major forces of all parties, only the strength of Taiyi golden immortals or Daluo golden immortals.

Opening up the Divine Treasure is already comparable to the Golden Immortals of the Great Desolation. They will be relatively more secure when they travel out of the prehistoric times. As long as they don't meet powerful monks, they will basically not be in danger.

"Fortunately, a few days ago, the divine treasure was opened up, so I can go out and travel through the prehistoric world!"

"Unfortunately, it's still a while before I can open up the divine treasure, so I can only practice hard on Penglai Island."

The monks who opened up the sacred treasure are full of joy. They have lived on Penglai Island for a long time, and they rarely have the opportunity to leave. Now they finally have the opportunity to see the elegance of the prehistoric continent.

Those who did not open up the divine treasure, on the contrary, inspired their belief in improving their cultivation.

There are many disciples of the Human Sect, but less than one in ten billion people have opened up the Divine Treasure, only a few thousand.

Don't think that there are very few thousand golden immortals. Even the Jiejiao who claims to be a thousand immortals may not have thousands of golden immortals. Only the witch clan or the demon court have such strength.

Of course, compared to the whole prehistoric world, the Thousand Golden Immortals are not worth mentioning, not to mention there are even more powerful monks.

(Nuo Wang Zhao) "The wilderness is vast and boundless. Every ten disciples form a team and go to the mainland to resolve the grievances of the world. Remember, everything is based on your own life, and you must not conflict with others.

"I will follow the decree of the elder brother!"

Everyone saluted and worshiped, and each formed a team to travel through the prehistoric times.

Xuandu has a misty aura all over his body, and he leads nine fellow disciples towards the Great Desolate Land.

In the prehistoric Eastern Continent, mountains towered one after another, resentments drifted between the heaven and the earth, and majestic black air covered all directions.

There are monks falling all the time in the wild, and many resentful souls are born. Although there are Asura monks who devour souls, it is impossible to absorb all the resentful souls.

When the resentful souls and karma of the heaven and earth condense to a certain extent, the way of heaven will trigger a calamity of heaven and earth to clear the karma of cause and effect, and let these resentful souls return to heaven and earth completely.

The monks only know how to ask for the prehistoric resources, but they don't know how to give back to the world, because the calamity of the land is one of the means to prevent the shortage of resources.