The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

This time period is not a good time for a decisive battle, because everyone is not ready yet.

Maybe, all the saints are still out of the sky, maybe, his strength is enough to shake the entire Chanjiao and Renjiao, but the problem is, the final battle between the saints.

Now, he can easily kill the Twelve Golden Immortals, no, it should be said that it is the Eleven Golden Immortals, and even Daoist Randeng can't run away, but after doing this?It is nothing more than completely angering Yuanshi Tianzun. At the same time, Tiandao and Hongjun are afraid that they will have to go all out.

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Now, he still needs time. At the very least, he must try his best to make his cultivation beyond the quasi-sage level, and at the same time, improve the strength of the people around him and his allies as much as possible.

From all aspects, the decisive battle between elucidating and cutting off teachings must not happen now.

How to divert the attention of the disciples of the two sects of interpretation from Chongcheng seems to be a very challenging problem.

Outside Chongcheng, the pennant fluttered, and the second-generation disciples of the two sects of Chan and Jie gathered again. Under the leadership of Taoist Ran Deng, the eleven golden immortals of Chan and Jiao lined up in front of the Great Zhou army. Under the leadership of Daoist Duobao, the second and third generation disciples also opened up their posture.

At this time, it seems that only one spark is needed to ignite a raging fire.

The battle was about to break out, but neither of the two sides made a move immediately, because no one wanted to take the responsibility of attacking the same sect first.

Daoist Randeng and Daoist Duobao, these two, one is the three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace, named after Kunpeng and other elders, and later changed to teach the strong man, the other is the most outstanding Taoist, only the gifted disciple.

This catastrophe had nothing to do with them, but unfortunately, as the leaders of the second generation of the two religions, how could they stay out of it.

No one can say how much advantage the quasi-sage has over the quasi-sage, and no one can say how much disadvantage it has.

Of course, as far as the lineup is concerned, the lineup of the Jiejiao must be completely tortured. Once this battle starts, if Yuanshi Tianzun cannot come back, the Eleven Golden Immortals and his disciples will definitely have to fight. He was intercepted and taught to eat up.

Just when this battle was about to break out, a group of fairy clouds fell from the sky and landed beside Taoist Duobao.

"Senior Brother, in the Earth Immortal Realm, above the South China Sea, someone has discovered the trace of that primordial purple energy."

When he heard this news, when he heard the four words of Primordial Purple Qi, Taoist Duobao's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

Daoist Duobao has followed the Tongtiao leader for the longest time, and he knows many secrets in this world, and the Hongmeng Ziqi is not a secret to him. In this prehistoric world, only the chance of heaven appeared,

This purple air will appear again.

He himself is the best and most potential disciple of the Taoist school, and now he has beheaded his corpse to become a quasi-sage. If he can get the majestic purple energy, with the help of Master Tongtian, maybe he can prove the Tao and become a saint, and become a disciple of this world. the seventh saint.

"Is the news true?" Daoist Duobao looked at the fellow disciple and asked.

"The news is true. However, the primordial purple energy is in the body of an ancient giant dragon. Before I came, two casual cultivators from the Daluojin Wonderland tried to seize the primordial purple energy from the dragon's body, but they were all given away by the dragon. Killed, I suspect that the giant dragon is not Da Luo Jinxian, but a quasi

St. "The handsome Jiejiao disciple said.

"The primordial purple qi has a very important relationship. No matter what, it must not fall into the hands of others. Call all the disciples under the sect and go to the South China Sea immediately. Be sure to get the primordial purple qi." Without any hesitation, Taoist Duobao decided to lead all sects The inner disciple, rushed to the South China Sea of ​​the Earth Immortal Realm.

For the entire prehistoric people, the primordial purple energy is too important, especially for these saint sects, once they get this primordial purple energy and are protected by saints, they will definitely be able to cultivate a second saint. With two saints, that strength will be multiplied.

Just like the Western Buddhism, it is precisely because of the existence of the two saints that after several catastrophes, in the end, the Buddhism robbed the opportunity of the heavenly way, and after the small calamity of Journey to the West, it began to prosper.

Taoist Duobao tore apart the barriers of the two realms, and rushed to the Earth Immortal Realm with all the Jiejiao disciples, leaving only the Chanjiao disciples on the opposite side.

This sudden turn of events made the disciples of the Chanjiao a little puzzled. They couldn't figure out whether these Jiejiao disciples were messing with gods and ghosts. They left suddenly and in such a hurry even though the war was about to start.

Something must have happened to the Earth Immortal Realm, otherwise, Taoist Duobao would never have left in such a hurry, Taoist Ran Deng looked at the gradually healing barrier between the two realms, thinking so in his heart.

But, what happened to the Earth Immortal Realm!

Jiang Ziya, who was standing next to Taoist Randeng riding a four-legged elephant, beamed with joy when he saw the group of disciples leaving suddenly.

Sure enough, this day is going to destroy Dashang. Now, all the disciples of this Jujiao have left suddenly. With my ability to explain and teach you Daluo Jinxian senior brothers, I can destroy this Chongcheng with a flick of a finger. Yi, isn't it easy.

"Senior brother, that section taught everyone to flee without a fight. Now, please ask senior brother and others to take action to kill this big merchant thug and do justice for the heavens." Jiang Ziya sat on the four statues, bowed and said to Ran Deng and others.

The previous siege battle made him understand a truth. Simply relying on mortal soldiers would definitely not be able to defeat the great merchant army. If he wanted to break through this city and complete the great cause of business negotiation, he had to resort to the means of immortals.

"It's just a city for mortals, and it's enough for Pindao to help my junior brother destroy it." Guang Chengzi sneered and looked at Chongcheng.

At this moment, another group of fairy clouds descended from the sky, and a strong man sitting on a white tiger with wings descended from the head of the cloud.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, hurry to the South China Sea, where the primordial purple aura appeared." After the strong man landed, he hurriedly shouted at Ran Deng, regardless of others.

When he heard the words Hongmeng Ziqi, Daoist Ran Deng's face suddenly changed.