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Chapter 65: The Blessed Mountain

"What is this?" Zhao Mo'er looked curiously at the green-haired ape in Lao Dao's hand. It was only the size of a human finger. Its hands were clasped on Lao Dao's shoulders. It looked cute and cute.

This little ape is as motionless as a stone Buddha, with its whole body exuding the color of jade.

The pride and pride on Taoist Master's face seemed to overflow, and he explained calmly: "This is a tiger, a kind of space spirit beast. This is how I learned the Dao of Star Movement, even though it is small.

, traveling through space as if it were nothing.”

"So powerful?" Zhao Mo'er looked surprised.

Even for immortals, space and time are realms and spells that are difficult to control.

"Come with me, this is a resounding relic of creation." The sloppy old Taoist said some obscure and incomprehensible sentences in Zhihu's ear. Suddenly, Zhihu drew a finger, which seemed to tear apart the space, and then

Rising from the ground, the wind is flying.

This small and exquisite finger tiger led everyone through space. Unfortunately, halfway through, the violent space turbulence tore everything apart, making it unpredictable.

The old Taoist suddenly changed his expression and looked at the situation in front of him hesitantly, "Damn it, I was careless. This is very wrong. The space volume here in the prehistoric world is different from that in the prehistoric world. Zhihu has no energy to replenish and cannot continue.

Space teleportation..."

"What's going on? Why is there still turbulent flow in the space? Old Taoist, you dare to lie to me?" Li Tu was furious and walked in, standing in front of Old Tao, the two of them looked at each other angrily.

"Don't worry yet." The old Taoist said with a sad face, "I forgot. Don't worry, we won't die. At most, we will be transported to an unknown place."

Everyone was thrown to an unknown place by the turbulence of space.

Boom, boom, boom, it seems like some ancient god is running around on the earth.

The ground was dry and cracked with terrifying and deep cracks, which made people intimidated.

There is no moisture between heaven and earth.

It was very hot, and the air became distorted due to the high temperature.

At the end of the dark horizon in the distance, there was a man wearing tattered animal skins, with messy black hair draped over his shoulders, a pair of divine eyes glaring angrily, and divine light flowing all over his body. This turned out to be a powerful giant from the Wu Barbarian tribe. The giant became panting,

Two thick columns of smoke blew out from between the two nostrils.

Li Tu looked at the ancient giant that was almost as tall as the sky. In an instant, the fragmented memories merged together. He murmured in great shock: "This is the ancient great witch, Kuafu."

"Kuafu?" The well-informed Taoist's eyes were solemn, and he knew exactly what this meant.

Rumor has it that the great witch Kua Fu died by the day.

During the Tribulation of the Lich, Kuafu was a warrior who was brave enough to win the three armies. Unfortunately, he was assassinated by the three-legged Golden Crow and burned to death by the sun's rays.

It is the god of the tribe, as if it is holding a prince in its hand and holding the constitution of heaven in its mouth.

This is the ancient world, with abundant innate spiritual energy. The witch tribe controls the earth. The Twelve Ancestral Witch Temples stand like giant gods, and all major witch tribes live in peace.

However, the demon clan is in trouble.

Donghuang was incarnated by the supreme sun star in the star world, and its ten sons turned into the sun and volleyed into the sky, burning Kuafu's people to death.

Kuafu was dissatisfied, so he led his tribe to chase the sun. His tribesmen died tragically one by one on the long journey.

"It, it's dying of thirst." Even if Zhao Mo'er didn't know anything, she still knew that something was wrong with this wizard giant.

Kuafu's pace became slow, and he roared unwillingly:

"The ancient demon clan, the tenth son of the Eastern Emperor, my Kuafu failed to kill you today, but someone can help me. The Wu clan will never be inferior to others!"

After saying that, it fell to the ground, and its huge body slowly withered and turned into a river of blood.

At this time, a man wearing a bronze mask and a leopard robe was seen. He was holding a red divine bow and looked majestic, with white arrows behind him.

The man raised his bow and arrow to the sky, his awe-inspiring majesty and powerful aura were as high as those of the sky.

The ten statues hung horizontally in the sky, and the sun, which was constantly shaking and playing, actually started to tremble.

They smelled danger and death, and they were locked by the Arrow God.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The man shot nine arrows in a row, and a tearing violent energy rose into the sky.

One by one, the great sun withered down and fell from the sky, like fireballs. They turned into their true bodies, which were huge three-legged golden crows with heavenly fire in their mouths, and their wings stretched out like flames burning wildly.

Gradually, they turned into three-legged jet-black crows, revealing their foul-smelling bodies.

It turns out that they are originally pitch-black crows. Because they squat in the center of the red sun and are surrounded by golden light, they are called "golden crows" by the shamans in the lower world.

"Ah ah ah, Dayi, if you dare to kill us, Donghuang will not let you go, and my clan's Patriarch Kunpeng will help us take revenge."

The man with the feather arrow who was carrying the mission had indifferent eyes, cold and ruthless eyes. Facing the pleading of the three-legged golden crow, he remained unmoved and kept drawing the red divine bow into the shape of a full moon, firing arrows one after another.

Brutally and mercilessly taking away the lives of every big day.

In the ancient world of heaven, Emperor Taiyi of the East was sitting on his throne. He was meditating on the method of becoming a saint, when he suddenly felt a heart-breaking pain.

"Ah ah ah, who is it? Who is slaughtering my descendants? Damn Yi, the damn Wu Clan, you are provoking a war!" Donghuang Taiyi roared, and he knocked on the innate treasure Chaos.

Zhong, "In the name of Ancestor Hongjun, I guard all realms of Hongmeng and hold supreme authority. How can I not even protect my heirs? Damn it!"

The Great Dao decrees that there will never be an eternal protagonist in heaven and earth!



Lower bound.

"Quickly, go grab the corpse, these are all good things." The White Bone Empress reminded Li Tu anxiously.

At this time, the nine-headed bird traveled through thousands of realms and followed Li Tu to the prehistoric era.

The sound of ghost cars came to my ears, as if the wheels of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Vehicles were rolling raggedly, and the sound resounded throughout the world.

It was a chaotic and weird nine-headed demon bird.

It stared at Li Tu with bloody eyes, but still gave up, because the corpse of the Golden Crow was a great tonic for it, and the demon clans had a reputation of devouring each other.

Therefore, it forgot the Demon Emperor's instructions and turned to devour

After all, he is just a weak human being, so there is no rush to kill him.



After receiving instructions from the White Bone Empress, Li Tu frantically snatched the falling bodies of the Golden Crow.

Lao Dao and Zhao Mo'er also had quick eyesight and quick hands, and with their thoughts in mind, they joined the snatching queue together.

Li Tu grabbed three and swallowed them all. He suddenly felt a huge lingering energy.

"Let me absorb some, so I can recover faster." White Bone Empress said.

Then, part of the power will be completely lost.

Li Tu, on the other hand, had broken through to the Tianyuan realm. He was at best a relatively big ant in the ancient world, but he was already considered a good figure in the fairy world.

"The nine-headed bird is here to target you. Run away as soon as you're done. Don't waste time. Once Mount Buzhou collapses, you won't be able to find those two ancestral witches."

Just when Li Tu wanted to pull the two of them away, the nine-headed bird noticed it. Its nine pairs of huge eyes, as big as the bloody sun, looked at Li Tu's direction fiercely.


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