Prehistoric: Across The Country

Close your eyes and prepare to accept his final fate, recalling his past, from reincarnation, to becoming a teacher, to the subsequent experience, the scene reappeared before his eyes.

The expected stabbing pain did not appear, Hong Lei opened his eyes, and saw Wu Zhiqi's chest pierced by a sword from the back, Wu Zhiqi's eyes widened, and he wanted to turn his head slowly to see what it was. Who.

But in the end he fell to the ground and didn't know who it was until he died. Hong Lei saw that it was a Taoist robed man with countless magic weapons all over his body.

"You are?"

"Hahahaha, brother, I am Daoist Duobao, you can call me Duobao!"

"Duobao?"

Hong Lei's memory began to go back and forth, all the way to the memory of his previous life. He finally remembered that he was one of the eight disciples of the Master Tongtian in the prehistoric world, and now he is indeed his junior, some information began to flow into his mind.

Daoist Duobao was an ordinary disciple who was unknown in the early stage, but in the later stage he awakened the physique of myriad treasures and had an instinctive response to the treasures of heaven, material and earth. With this characteristic, his cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has countless magic weapons on his body. The strongest, but his strength is absolutely chilling.

After a while, Xue Ning rushed over, and seeing Hong Lei covered in blood, she immediately rushed over.

"Brother, are you okay?"!"

"Hahahaha, it's okay, it's okay, it's thanks to Junior Brother Duobao who arrived in time, otherwise you might see my bones now, Junior Brother Duobao" I owe you my life

When Duobao heard it, his face flushed, and he was a little shy, and said quickly,

"Where, where, I didn't help at all, it was just a casual blow in the end."

Just as Xue Ning was healing Hong Lei, Daoist Duobao suddenly saw Hong Lei's Xixuan Sword in his eyes, and instantly his eyes lit up, staring straight at Hong Lei and Xixuan Sword.

Hong Lei was looked a little hairy.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Brother, where did you get this sword?"

"Xixuan sword, I made it myself, what's wrong?"

Daoist Duobao looked at Xixuan sword carefully, and said,

"The material of this sword is really good. I think it should be your natal weapon, senior brother, that can consume so much effort."

"That's right, but he can barely be considered an acquired treasure now, what's the problem?"

Taoist Duobao hesitated for a moment, then said.

"I don't know what the problem is. I have seen Master's Xiantian Spiritual Treasure Qingping Sword. Although your sword is indeed only as good as an acquired treasure, I don't know why. I feel something inside it makes me feel He is more terrifying than Qingping Sword!"

Hong Lei couldn't help being puzzled, but he was puzzled, his sword was forged by him, why didn't he know that it had such power, but when he thought about Taoist Duobao's Wanbao physique, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"`"Brother, can I touch your sword?"

"sure."

Daoist Duobao stroked the sword body with his hand, rubbing (Li Mahao) again and again, suddenly a sound came from the sword.

"Fatty man, get your pig's hand off me!"

Daoist Duobao was taken aback, and hurriedly backed away, looked left and right, and then stared at Xixuanjian again.

"Is that you talking?"

"Is it not me or who?"

As soon as Naijiu Naijiu's voice sounded, the two feet knew it was the voice of Jianling Xixuan.

"Junior Brother Mo Jing, this is my sword spirit, Xixuan."