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

After sleeping for so long, almost everyone woke up.

"It was such a comfortable sleep."

Lao Tzu stretched his waist, but then restrained himself.

Because there are many fellow Taoists around here!

That scene just now was a bit embarrassing!

After all, I have always shown myself as a noble person.

"Brother, Zhunti and Jieying are gone, and Lingbao is also gone."

"Do you remember what happened then?"

Yuan Shi looked very angry.

After all, the duck in hand flew away, which is not good news.

When asked, I can only say that I am a little confused.

"then....."

Shaking his head, I was a little confused.

Are they not in chaos?

How did you come to this fairy mountain?

And why are there so many holes in the ground?

Lao Tzu felt that something was wrong.

Immediately unfolded his consciousness and swept around.

Later, Lao Tzu's face became darker and darker, and his body seemed to be struck by lightning.

"There's no need to look for it, those two bald thieves have already run away."

"The treasure has become a treasure rain, and it has become a gift from heaven."

"Besides, our reputation..."

Where is the reputation.

What a sin!

Before he finished speaking, Lao Tzu left.

Is there any point in staying now?

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't chase it.

Blame those two bald men.

"Hey, don't let me see those two bald men."

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi left.

It was not long before these mighty ones knew all about it.

It turns out... what's going on.

Some of them were angry, some were pale, some were crying...

What a crime!

I really didn't expect that things turned out like this.

They fell into the deep mountains in a coma and became a laughing stock.

Maybe the humiliation of being unclean will be washed away for countless years to come.

"Rumours, they are pure rumors."

"His grandma's, the thousandth version of the secrets that Lun Daozu and the guests of Zixiao Palace have to say, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine versions of feelings."

"This time, it is completely famous."

The complexion of each Almighty is black.

Who would have thought that they were just protecting their own rights and interests, but they managed to become famous.

A good name does not come with a bad name.

They glanced around and seemed to be talking about their words.

There is basically no one who doesn't know them now.

Does this count as common knowledge?

In the past, fame relied on hard work and fame, but now, it seems to come after a night's sleep.

"Those two thieves are bald, and the poor will definitely make him ashes."

Although Lingbao did not belong to the two bald men in the end, the hatred still exists.

They have no face to ask for the lost Lingbao.

We can only focus on Zhunti and Jieyin.

"I'll go back right away and tell my disciples and grandchildren to go all over the world and find those two bald men."

"Yes, I want to issue a reward order, and there will be a lot of rewards for hunting down and killing bald thieves."

"Count me in too."

crazy.

All are crazy.

These great abilities have been cultivated for an unknown number of years.

It should be quiet and inactive, but now the corners of the mouth are talking about beatings and killings.

But there are a few exceptions.

Dijun and Taiyi have not said anything.

If hundreds of Lingbao are lost, they are lost.

They have the universe tripod, and they have as many innate spirit treasures as they want.

In the world in the future, they are bound to be dominated by the monster clan.

Who would have thought that the last ray of purple energy would belong to the trash East Prince.

Although he is a waste, he can be regarded as a poor man.

But have to admire his luck.

Among thousands of people, he became the lucky one.

In this way, their monster clan has three purple qi, which can make three saints.

What is this concept.

If it does happen.

What other race in the world can compare with them?

Refining Ziqi and developing power.

Conquer the prehistoric and wash the world with blood.

There are many, many things they have to do......

The grand blueprint seems to have been constructed.

The rest is up to them to implement.

"Your Highness, that bald thing..."

Compared with Di Jun and Tai Yi, Dong Wang Gong seemed much angrier.

The feeling of being played by others, why is it so good?

"Don't count so much, let's go back to the Yaozu first."

"The top priority is that we still need to refine Ziqi to become a saint."

Under the saints, all are ants.

If you can't be holy, even if you are infinitely close to a saint, you will end up as an ant and cannot be immortal.

It's a no-brainer for a sage to wipe out.

No matter how much it is, it is useless. There is no qualitative change caused by quantitative changes between saints and Taoism, and non-sages.  …

The power of the saint is beyond doubt.

Among the demons, there is a Hunyuan strong man, who is also equivalent to a saint.

If the monster race does not produce saints, how can it fight against the demon race?

If you want to rule the prehistoric world, there must be a saint sitting in front of the demon clan.

"Well, if that's the case, let's let that thief go first."

"Purple Qi, let's refine Ziqi first."

When Ziqi was mentioned, Duke Dong burst into a smile.

He values ​​fame and fortune, and he also values ​​his own strength.

Now with Ziqi, everything may be possible.

It's okay if you don't say it, but after saying this, countless eyes fell on Duke Dong.

No matter how hard she could conceal her naked desire.

Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The foundation of sanctification.

To have it is to have a chance of sanctification.

A piece of trash, does it deserve it?

Dong Wanggong is not a disciple of Daozu.

"Brother Dao, Duke Dong seems to be unworthy of obtaining purple energy!"

"Yeah, who among us can't compare with the Eastern Prince!"

"It's just that the Shuanghuang of the Yaozu is here, so it's not easy to do it!"

Some fellow daoists were secretly communicating, as if they wanted to do something.

The Eastern Prince may not know his situation yet.

Just laugh out loud.

How many years of aggrieved, seems to laugh it off.

A bright future is coming soon.

"Brother, look..."

Now Tai Yi wished he could kick this wicked person to death.

People before and after don't know how to restrain themselves.

As the Eastern Emperor of the Monster Race, am I proud?

You are the emperor of Donghua, you dare to go to heaven?

"Go, go quickly."

Pulling Duke Dong, he even directly used his natal supernatural powers, the art of turning golden crow into rainbow.

The East Prince who was pulled was a little puzzled.

This is not going home, this is clearly running for your life!

To be honest, Prince Dong was a little confused.

After traveling for several hours, Di Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at the Yaozu Heavenly Court.