Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 80

The great ancestor of the Yaozu glanced at him and said lightly:

“As for the killing of my demon envoy, since the human domain heaven has promised to give a satisfactory answer, let’s talk about it after they have given a reply.”

“Human realm heaven is not a monolithic one, let them fight first,”

“Too aggressive is not necessarily a good thing.”

Upon hearing the words, the great demon of the throne immediately understood what the great ancestor meant, and bowed his head and said:

“clear.”

As he said, he looked at the dozen or so monsters and said in a deep voice:

“Press this matter for the time being, and you are not allowed to trouble Renyu.”

Although more than a dozen demon clan Xuanxians were puzzled, the grand ancestor and the throne did not dare to violate the orders of the least, so they had to kneel and kowtow.

Inside the Palace of Pure Sun

Several of the Pure Sun Palace Heavenly Wonderland Sword Repairmen looked at each other in the main hall, and finally, one of them spoke:

“Ancestor, that is the envoy of the demon domain after all, I will treat it like this, will it…”

Chunyang Tianzun pressed his hand on the hilt of his waist, squinted his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:

“Since I have chosen the road ahead, I can only go on.”

Several Heavenly Wonderland Swordsmen glanced at each other, and clasped their fists towards Chunyang Tianzun:

“The disciple understands.”

Prehistoric dojo

boom!

A loud noise exploded from the Shenji Pavilion, Shion stood on the arch bridge, opened his eyes, and looked in the direction of Shenji Pavilion.

There was a look of helplessness between her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

In this period of time, it has not happened many times.

Every time, I could see the fifth junior brother walk out of the Shenji Pavilion with a sullen head, alter the book, and then sneered at him, and continued to return to the Shenji Pavilion.

Sure enough, the messy ink dust with long hair this time walked out of the Shenji Pavilion again.

He stretched out his hand and scratched his head, his expression was excited and puzzled, and he said to himself:

“Just a little bit, just a little bit, the immortal-level organ beast can be created.”

He sat on the stone steps outside the Shenji Pavilion, took out a thick book, and began to alter it.

Shion glanced at it, couldn’t understand what was written on it, and could only shook his head helplessly:

This fifth junior brother is very weird.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded from the other side,

Ziyuan turned his head to look, but Xuanyuantai, the fourth junior brother wearing a plain robe, walked out of the martial arts arena.

Xuanyuan Thai Dynasty Amethyst Salute:

“Second Sister.”

Shion smiled in return:

“Fourth Junior Brother, how is the army training going?”

Xuanyuantai smiled and said:

“In two days at most, you will be able to step into the fairy tier,”

“A few days faster than originally expected.”

Shion smiled and said:

“Then congratulations to Junior Brother in advance.”

Xuanyuantai shook his head and looked at the ink dust sitting on the steps:

“Fifth Junior Brother, this is, failed again?”

Shion smiled faintly:

“Looking at his demeanor, there should be progress.”

Xuanyuantai nodded, walked forward, reached Mo Chen, and whispered:

“Fifth Junior Brother, Fifth Junior Brother?”

Mo Chen was altering the notebook and was transformed into God. Hearing Xuanyuantai’s voice, he recovered and quickly got up:

“His Majesty……”

Xuanyuantai waved his hand:

“How many times have you said that you and I are brothers, not the relationship between monarch and minister,”

“Call me brother.”

Mo Chen stared at the thicker dark circles under his eyes and nodded blankly:

“Brother.”

Xuanyuantai glanced at the notebook in his hand, only to feel that his head was big for a while, moved his gaze away, and asked with a smile:

“Your fairy-level organ beast, is the progress going smoothly?”

Mo Chen stared at his notebook, and said as he altered it:

“It’s still a little bit close. As long as the last step is completed, this fairy-level organ beast is truly complete.”

Xuanyuantai smiled and nodded:

“Looking forward to the day when your fairy-level organ beast will shine.”

Mo Chen didn’t respond, staring at his notebook, and fell in love again.

In the Honghuang Temple,

Li Xuanduan sat on the white jade seat, watching the scene in the dojo, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

From accepting monkeys as apprentices to now, two or three months have passed,

Unknowingly, this Xuantian school of myself has a look and feel.

The big disciple, Sun Wukong, broke into the demon realm,

Ziyuan, the second disciple, enlightened Dao in the dojo,

The third disciple Jun Ao, rebuilt Shu Mountain,

Xuanyuantai, the fourth disciple, reinvigorated the leaders,

Five disciples, Mo Chen, studied immortal-level organ beasts.

In these two months, the first four disciples all broke through to the heavenly fairyland.

The fifth disciple Mo Chen is still studying the immortal-level organ beasts. If he studies it out, I’m afraid it’s a step human beings.

Moreover, Mo Chen is different from his four senior brothers and sisters in that they are not good at realm.

His organization and formation are the biggest killer.

In just two months, it has reached this point,

Give him some more time, and Xuantian will surely shock the entire prehistoric land.

Li Xuan smiled, converging his thoughts,

In these two months, he has read all the classics in the dojo,

At this time, he has gradually moved closer to the true Patriarch Xuantian from the empty state and no foundation at the beginning.

Although the realm is still only Xuanxian, but the experience and knowledge have been improved.

He stopped reading, but closed his eyes and began to feel the way.

He wants to find out the secret that the ancient power can create the creatures of all races,

If he can use the Dao realm cultivation base in the dojo to discover this secret, perhaps, he can truly reach the Dao realm…

Two days later

Inside the martial arts field

Three thousand black dragon guards with swords, crossbows, iron shields, and spears, lined up in the martial arts field,

Different from the lean appearance two months ago, after two months of life and death, he cultivated the black martial arts hard,

Today’s Black Dragon Guard, under the pitch-black armor, is full of explosive muscles, a pair of eyes are piercing, and their eyes are like torches.

Everyone is like a sharp out of the sheath, showing sharp edges,

This is the human domain mortal world, the first army of all immortals,

Go on, Black Dragon Guard!

Xuanyuantai put on the black dragon robe, put his hand on the hilt of the human emperor’s sword at his waist, and stood in front of the phalanx.

“Set off!”

Huh!

The three thousand black dragon guards all turned around and strode towards the entrance of the martial arts field.

The next moment, three thousand black dragon guards passed through the gate of the martial arts field and appeared at the main school field.

Xuanyuantai went straight through the gate of the martial arts field and came to the prehistoric dojo.

He glanced at the Shenji Pavilion not far away, and was about to cross the arch bridge to go to the Honghuang Temple to say goodbye, but he heard a shout from the Shenji Pavilion:

“It’s done, it’s done!”

Before the voice fell, I saw a dark shadow grazing from the entrance of the Shenji Pavilion.

Behind the black shadow, followed by fierce birds and beasts,

Green python, white tiger, red eagle, black tortoise.

Four ferocious beasts followed behind the shadows, and slowly walked out of the Shenji Pavilion,

The strange thing is that none of these four-headed guys has the slightest breath in the body.

The black shadow flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Xuanyuantai.

Mo Chen’s hair trembled like a bird’s nest, staring at the thicker dark circles under his eyes, and happily pulled Xuanyuantai’s sleeves:

“Brother, I am, I am,”

“I have created a real fairy-level organ beast!”

at the same time,

In the Honghuang Temple,

In Li Xuan’s ear, who was feeling the avenue, the system voice suddenly sounded:

“The ink dust successfully created the human fairyland organ beast, and its cultivation base broke through to the human fairy realm. Congratulations to the host, and received a reward: the fairy-level lower-grade magic weapon ‘non-attack’.”