Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Where are these creatures, and what are they?In this long river, where is the reflection?

Countless questions appeared in Geng Huamao's mind, and he frowned as he looked at the long river.

At the moment when the stars all over the sky fell into this black river, the compass of the heavens in his hand began to tremble rapidly, as if it would collapse at any time.

And the breath of Chaos Clock also roared at this moment...

Geng Huamao's eyes widened immediately, this breath... this breath... this...

His pupils contracted a little bit, from the initial daze to surprise, and then slowly revealed fear!

"Chaos Spirit Treasure! This is a Chaos Spirit Treasure? How could it be possible... Under the saint, someone actually holds a Chaos Spirit Treasure? Who are you? Why do you have so many treasures in your hands?" Geng Huamao was shocked , at the moment when the Chaos Spirit Treasure appeared, he knew it was bad.

The stars all over the sky perished in this long black river, and Wang Shuo even snorted coldly, sacrificing the big bell, using the four swords of Zhuxian to suppress the southeast, northwest and northwest, not giving Geng Huamao a chance to escape.

With the roar of Dong, Geng Huamao was directly covered by the Chaos Bell, and then Wang Shuo sacrificed the mineral veins in the Chaos Bell and threw it on the mountain.

At the same time, the Chaos Clock was quickly put away.

It was also inside the Chaos Clock, and the compass of the heavens seemed to have lost its luster, fell to the ground, and rolled to the side with a clang.

And this compass is already covered with dense cracks, and in the suppression of Chaos Clock, it is completely scrapped.

"Although this thing is scrapped, it is not impossible to repair it. It may not be possible here, but if it is brought back to the flood for a thousand years, it may be restored." Thinking of this, Wang Shuo put the compass into the storage space.

The star formation that was blocked around it was also shattered in an instant...

The scenery in the mountains returned to normal, only where Wang Shuo stood, there was an additional mineral vein.

Qiu Ying, who has been hiding in the dark, just saw Geng Huamao sacrifice an astrolabe, and then the surrounding space changed, and he could no longer see it clearly.

When it became clear again, there was only Wang Shuo left, and this huge ore vein.

"Where is Geng Huamao... why did he disappear?" Qiu Ying was a little dumbfounded. Geng Huamao hated Qinglian Taoist so much, so he shouldn't suddenly disappear.

Is it...

As if thinking of something, he widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Killed by the kid in front of you?how can that be?In just an instant, the star formation was broken, and even Geng Huamao died?

Isn't this guy in the early stage of Quasi-Saint?How can it be so scary?And the mine in front of me, how did it appear?Could this thing be packed up by this kid?

It's not that Qiuying is ignorant, but that in this world, something that can put down a vein of mine is at least an innate treasure...

Could it be that, in addition to four swords and a seven-colored cloud, this kid has a storage-shaped innate treasure on his body?

The six innate treasures, how many good things do you and the boy have?At this moment, even Qiuying couldn't help but have the thought of killing people and taking treasures.

Chapter 178 I Know You Are Here (One More)

Qinghong City, the Palace of Saints.

Sage Qinghong is preaching, and it has been more than a day since he started. Dozens of disciples sat down, looked at the sage respectfully, and listened carefully to the words of the sage!

The countless golden brilliance in the sermon rose from the body of the crowd, and the sage's Taoist sound was like substance, making everyone immersive.

When everyone was seriously comprehending this fate, the voice of the sage stopped abruptly...

The Qinghong sage, who was sitting high above the palace, always seemed to be gentle, his face gradually became strange, and then his eyes burst into a turbidity of nothingness, and he looked at the mountains thousands of miles away.

"Geng Huamao's breath has disappeared!" The voice of Sage Qinghong, not too loud or too small, was heard by everyone.

These disciples couldn't help but froze in place.

"Senior Brother Geng's aura disappeared? So...Senior Brother Geng he..."

"Who is so bold and dares to do it in Qinghong City, and we didn't notice it at all?"

"In the past few days, there has been a lot of uproar because of things like Junior Brother. There are often fights, especially at night. The noise is very loud, so it is normal for people to ignore it."

A group of people, their faces became gloomy.

And the eyes of Sage Qinghong pierced through thousands of miles of land, constantly scanning, as if searching for something.

Woods, rivers, mountains, lakes...

All the scenery fell into his eyes.

In the end, Sage Qinghong's gaze stopped near a small mountain village. Even though there was no one here, there were still fluctuations in the law.

Here, there was a war.

And one of them is his disciple Geng Huamao...

Just now, in an instant, the breath that he left in Geng Huamao's magic weapon disappeared.

This means that either Geng Huamao is dead, or the magic weapon is broken, or he is isolated from others.

No one can do that except the saint who can isolate his breath.

"Either, other saints shot, or someone killed Geng Huamao, or broke his magic weapon!"

Sage Qinghong's expression darkened a bit. In this position, in the territory of Sage Qinghong, how could someone dare to harm his disciple under his nose?

"Who is it!"

The aura of Sage Qinghong gradually became manic, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have been pulled by him and turned into an invisible wave that exploded...