Ling Xiao already had an idea in his mind and made a choice immediately.

"System, I choose two."

Then, he summoned Ziwei boy.

"Master, what are your orders?"

The Ziwei boy is dressed in purple robes, has the aura of heaven and earth, and is boundless in nobility, but now he has become the boy beside Ling Xiao.

"Tong'er, take my magic weapon and go bring my two brothers back..."

Ling Xiao raised his hand and made a move, and the Hongmeng Cauldron appeared in his palm. Chaos energy filled the air, and the divine power was vast.

"yes!"

The boy Ziwei looked surprised and took the treasure with both hands. In the cauldron, which was only the size of his palm, the energy of Hongmeng was dense and constantly evolving. It seemed that a great world of Hongmeng was evolving inside, which was extremely astonishing.

This was the first time he saw Ling Xiao take out this magic weapon. From his perspective, he could probably count on one hand the magic weapons in the entire prehistoric world that were stronger than this magic weapon.

Ling Xiao told the location and gave a brief explanation. After hearing this, Ziwei boy felt a little uneasy.

He actually let him use this magic weapon to repel Jie Yin Zhunti!

Isn't this a joke?

Although he didn't know much about the outside world, he had heard of Jie Yin Zhunti, who were two of the strongest beings in the West.

Just because he added a magic weapon, wouldn't it be a free gift?

Not to mention repelling it, even surviving would be a problem.

"Master, will this be a little difficult?"

Ziwei boy asked tentatively, wanting Ling Xiao to think carefully. Arranging such a task was completely risking his life.

Ling Xiao smiled hoarsely and said: "You can just go and throw the tripod out when you get there, I will do the rest."

The Hongmeng Cauldron is his natal magic weapon. Now that he has entered the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he has also refined part of the power of the law. Even if he is hundreds of millions of miles apart, he can still control and kill the enemy.

As long as Jieyin Zhunti has not beheaded the corpse, under the Quasi-Sage, there is no problem at all in repelling him, not to mention killing him.

"Okay." Ziwei boy nodded, hugged the Hongmeng Cauldron and left the Sun Star, looking heroic as if he was ready to die.

"A drop of Pangu's blood for free...it smells so good."

Ling Xiao looked at Ziwei's leaving figure with a comfortable smile on his lips.

…

at the same time.

The battle between Emperor Jun Taiyi and Jie Yin Zhunti has reached a fever pitch. The entire battlefield is about to turn into chaos, with the aura of destruction everywhere.

Although Dijun Taiyi's cultivation level is lower than that of Jie Yin, he can still fight with the magic weapon and not fall behind in a short period of time.

The more Jie Yin Zhunti fought, the more frightened he became. They had gathered all the luck in the West, and their cultivation could enter another realm at any time, but now they couldn't win two Golden Crows.

I remember that the last time we were in Buzhou Mountain, these two Golden Crows were still very weak and they could handle them at will, but now they are not much weaker than them.

"No! We must quickly cut off the corpse and become a quasi-sage!"

Jie Yin Zhunti felt a hint of crisis in his heart. Only by becoming a quasi-sage can he completely distance himself.

The breath of their fighting alarmed many powerful people who had just returned from hearing the sermon. Some of them had just stepped out of the chaos, and suddenly saw the earth-shattering battle scene, and the expressions on their faces soon became surprised.

Prince Dong, with a group of newly recruited men, had just emerged from the chaos.

Seeing Di Juntai being pressed down and beaten, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Weren't you very proud when you were in Zixiao Palace?"

He invited me with good intentions, but he didn't give me face.

Now you finally feel the pain, right?

"Xianshou, they are fighting for no reason and destroying the order of the ancient world. Do we want to stop them?"

At this time, the men behind Duke Dong asked.

"No need for the time being, this is a personal grudge, let them resolve it themselves." Prince Dong waved his hand and said casually.

If it were an ordinary living being, he would have already started showing off.

But this is not an ordinary creature. The Golden Crow is naturally not afraid, but he is still afraid of Jie Yin Zhunti. As a last resort, he does not want to offend him unless he has enough power.

…

the other side.

As soon as the great ancestral witches defeated the Sanqing, they were attracted by the battle between Jie Yin Zhunti and Emperor Jun Taiyi.

"The strength of Jie Yin Zhunti is almost the same as that of Sanqing?"

Qiang Liang was a little surprised when thunder rang out. He was eager to try and his fighting spirit was boiling. He had not yet come out of the battle just now.

"That's because they have gathered the destiny of the West and have merit!"

Xuan Ming's eyes flickered, and he had already taken in the entire battle scene.

"It's a pity that if Jinwu accepted the sage's decree and established the Heavenly Court, Jingyin Zhunti would never dare to attack them!"

Hou Tu said with some regret, and briefly informed Xuan Ming and other ancestral shamans about the affairs of Zixiao Palace.

"Is this happening?" Xuan Ming looked shocked. He didn't expect Jinwu to have rejected such a great opportunity.

"To monitor the world and maintain the order of the ancient world, I am afraid that this will restrain our Wu clan."

"Jinwu is wise. He knew that if he took on this important task, he would face our ancestral witches, so he refused."

Xuan Ming analyzed it, quite appreciating Jin Crow's knowledge.

"Who dares to ride on my head, I will tear him to pieces!" Qiang Liang made a shocking voice, thunder flashed between his words, and the scene was horrifying.

"The entire prehistoric world was transformed by Father God, who is qualified to take care of us?" Zhu Rong said with a sneer, a look of disdain on his face.

Logically speaking, they should inherit the entire prehistoric world and do whatever they want in their own territory. Is it their turn to have someone else dictate to them?

"Hey! That's it?"

Just as the ancestral witches were discussing one after another, they suddenly saw a purple light streaking through the sky and rushing toward the battlefield.

Ziwei boy finally arrived, holding the Hongmeng Cauldron in his arms, and bravely rushed to the battlefield.

This move caused many powerful surprises, and they were even more puzzled when they saw that it was a monk in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian.

"You've had enough life and can't think about anything anymore, so you're seeking death?"

Can this kind of battle between the top Daluo Jinxian be mixed up casually?

"Everyone...stop it!"

Ziwei boy took a breath and shouted, feeling uneasy because he really had no idea how he could defeat Jie Yin and Zhunti with just a cauldron.

"Who are you? You dare to interfere with our business!" Zhunti looked directly at Ziwei boy, with an evil look on his face and shouted. If he hadn't sensed that the person coming was unusual, he would have slapped him.

"My master asked me to come. You should go quickly and get out of here. I...I don't want to do anything."

Ziwei boy swallowed and shouted bravely, trying his best to act like a master.

At this time, Emperor Juntaiyi suddenly noticed the small tripod in Ziwei's arms.

"Isn't this... third brother's magic weapon?"

The two of them looked at each other and understood.

…

"Little thing, who is your master? He actually interfered in our affairs?"

Zhunti asked coldly, his gaze resting on the Hongmeng Cauldron.

"Hmm... Where have I seen this thing before?"

"Could it be..."
Chapter completed!