After countless years of struggle, my disciple turned the prehistoric world into a top world

It is indeed the mastermind behind the scenes!

But as the master of the fairy court, how could he be unprepared?

The dragon-headed staff is the best innate spiritual treasure admired by the Taoist ancestor.

In these years, although he only acted as a behind-the-scenes conductor.

But his real time was spent on refining magic weapons.

"Monster, watch the treasure..."

Three days later, the pale, bruised and swollen man collapsed to the ground.

From the peak of life to the low tide of life.

In just a short time, let him experience it completely.

The Eastern Prince was desperate.

I really didn't expect that he couldn't beat this person.

This person called Heifeng, and his comprehension of the law was even more profound than his.

Even with Lingbao in hand, he is no match.

"who are you?"

"Why are you targeting me!"

At this moment, Prince Dong finally couldn't help but speak.

At this moment of desperation, he is just a demon who knows the truth.

It must not be a coincidence that he was targeted inexplicably.

"Who am I, you ask!? I am Black Wind!"

Hearing this answer, Duke Dong spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Who asked you this, I asked where your teacher came from, why I know all the major forces in the prehistoric world so well, I don't even know you."

"And why are you targeting me?"

Hei Feng grinned when he heard these questions.

"Master, the teacher ordered that the affairs of the master must not be leaked, even if I am an outer disciple."

"As for why I targeted you, you dare to touch the person I'm covering, and you say I didn't target you."

When Duke Dong heard these words, he spurted blood wildly.

After choking for a few breaths, he fell into a coma.

It was just that when he was unconscious, he was secretly surprised.

Such a strong person is an outer disciple, so how strong should their master, and the personal heir of the master, be!

Hundreds of years later.

Inside the dilapidated Zifu Continent lay a pale man.

He just lay there, even if he wanted to move, it was very difficult.

"You come in for me, recruit people for me, I want revenge."

"Dijun...don't embarrass me. It's not like you don't know what your reputation is in the prehistoric world. How can anyone come to join our fairy court at this time."

"Then Sanqing still has those great talents. Send me an invitation card and ask them to come to Zifuzhou for a gathering, and say that the emperor has something important to discuss."

"Dijun, the invitation has already been sent out, Sanqing and none of those great powers came, and they even said they disdain to be with you."

Dong Wanggong, who had been injured for hundreds of years and had improved somewhat, coughed violently.

Almost coughed up a few more blood.

It's really a tree falling and a hozen scattered.

A huge fairy garden was managed by him like this.

He was really speechless facing Daozu!

But when he thought of his tragic experience, Dong Wanggong immediately became angry in more than one place.

Just this time, the deadline for the second sermon was approaching.

Daozu this time, he won't miss people.

Thinking of this, Duke Dong was excited.

"No, I want to file a complaint at Zixiao Palace!".

Chapter 23

Heaven and earth.

Zixiao Palace.

The second sermon is about to begin.

Daozu Hongjun also woke up from the retreat.

When he woke up this time, his mood was much better than before.

Because how to say, almost 3000 years.

The Eastern Prince established the Immortal Court, and even the Sanqing and other great powers surrendered.

Presumably, after all these years, he must have collected a lot of luck in conquering the wilderness.

Sweeping the prehistoric and adding his name.

Honghuang should now be a situation where the three major forces are at the same time.

Yaozu, Wuzu, Xianting.

"Forget it, let's see how the Eastern Prince is doing."

Hongjun counted happily.

It's just that when the result came out, he was stupid.

For those who didn't believe it, he did the calculation again.

"Even if it doesn't work, it shouldn't be like this."

"The whole thing is going nowhere."

In his heart, Duke Dong is one of the candidates for the Holy Throne.

Since Tongtian and Nuwa didn't come, it is natural to find someone to replace them.

In this case, it is also to reduce those variables.

But people didn't expect it to be... a natural waste material, the Eastern Prince.

"As long as you fight for breath, you won't end up here."

Hongjun was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

At this moment, he has not joined the Dao yet, so he naturally has his own will.

Therefore, his performance was unusually angry.

Blushing, thick neck, almost no red eyes.

"Because of Prince Dong, the variables have increased a lot."

"It's really not enough to succeed but more to fail."

Hong Junqi's teeth were itchy.

.............

The Eastern Prince was maimed.

Waste heir.

A hundred battles and a hundred defeats.

These titles are famous.

Now, there is no one in Honghuang who doesn't know the East Prince.

So much so that he became a negative teaching material for those monks.

"If you don't cultivate immortals well, sooner or later you will become that useless Eastern Prince..."

Rumors like these are rampant in the prehistoric land.

After the Dongwanggong incident was resolved, the disciples of Ziyang Peak were a little restless.

This time, it can be considered that all of you have worked together to do something.

And the disciples under the door have many suggestions, wanting to gather again.

They had been downhill long enough.

The feeling of missing my master and my fellow disciples can no longer be stopped.

East Kunlun.

This place is full of immortal energy, and there are many immortals coming and going.

People are constantly falling from the sky, or coming from outside.

1000 people.

3000 people.

Thousands of people.

...........

With the accumulation of time, these numbers are still slowly gathering.

Being in the Kunlun Mountains, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi were taken aback.

What exactly happened here?

Why are there so many immortals visiting Kunlun Mountain?

And this time, why are there so many masters?

Most of them are Da Luo Xian.

There are even very few Taiyi Immortals.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi were a little confused.

When did the prehistoric world have so many masters?

Almost tens of thousands of Da Luo Xian?

This kind of power is simply terrifying.

"Hahahaha, junior and junior sisters, you are finally here."

Tongtian's hearty laughter floated from a distance.

As soon as these words came out, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi's expressions changed for a while.

???

Full of question marks.

"Third brother, this is..."

"Oh, it's been a long time since I waited for my classmates to get together, and a younger brother informed us that we would like to get together with our classmates."

"So, I agree."

Lao Tzu: "..."

Yuan Shi: "......"