Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 17 Zhunti is born, raising eyebrows and digging holes

"There seems to be something missing?"

In a bottomless devil's abyss, there is a black lotus rooted in the void, absorbing the endless evil energy of corpses at the bottom of the devil's abyss to feed itself.

There are 12 lotus flowers in bloom, and there is a man in black robe sitting cross-legged, with black hair and black eyes, and a graceful appearance.

The twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, Demon Ancestor Rahu!

This is the ancestral lineage of the prehistoric west at the bottom of Mount Xumi, but it is different from what others imagine. It is not the pure land of the sacred mountain, but such a terrifying scene.

At this moment, Luo Hu was staring blankly into the depths of the Demonic Abyss, as if he was thinking about something and was lost in thought.

"Zheng~"

Suddenly, a sword sound came from the depths of the Demonic Abyss.

Do not!
Not one sound!
But four!

The four swords sounded at the same time. They seemed to have sensed something. They were cheering, jumping for joy, and competing to be the first to bloom their unparalleled edge!
Four earth-shattering murderous intentions rushed up from the bottom of the abyss, reflecting an endless vision!

That was when the heaven and earth were shattered, and a continuous rain of blood poured down, dyeing the earth and ocean red. All the innate gods were mourning and dying, and all races and spirits mourned and prayed, as if the end of the world was coming!
"Rob?"

"Measure calamities, measure calamities without measure."

"Blood evil, karma, cause and effect."

Luo Hu slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of realization flashed across his face: "So that's it, there is still a picture missing."

At this time, above the Demon Abyss, a figure descended, a short and fat Taoist with a smile on his face.

"It's your job."

As Luo Hu said this, the root of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus retracted, flew up automatically, and landed at the feet of the short and fat Taoist:
"From now on, you will be called: Taoist Zhunti!"

"You and I are one, and I will leave."

Turning around, the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus crashed through the void and disappeared with the Taoist, leaving only a few Taoist songs that gradually faded away:
"It is neither copper nor iron nor steel, it was once hidden under Mount Sumeru.

Without reversing yin and yang, how can there be no water and fire to quench the edge?

Killing immortals is beneficial, killing immortals is dead, trapping immortals glows red everywhere;
The changes of the Juexian are infinitely wonderful, and the clothes of the Daluo Jinxian are blood-stained.

Daluo Jinxian... his clothes are stained with blood! "

……

"hiss!!"

In Buzhou Mountain, the burning lamp shuddered without warning, and a sharp breath of cold air was drawn from his mouth.

In the dark, a bad premonition surged in his heart, as if a creditor was about to come to collect debts.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

Hongyun came around with a look of surprise, and Zhen Yuanzi also looked over.

"Found what?"

Ran Deng rolled his eyes at them and held out five fingers angrily:
"500 years, a whole 500 years! We haven't found a single hair on our heads!
I now suspect that the three of us are fake innate saints. Instead of having great luck, we are burdened with endless disasters and are unlucky wherever we go! "

Before he finished speaking, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly took a step forward, his eyes fixed on somewhere on the mountain:

"I feel the same kind of breath!"

Hongyun was startled for a moment, then came to his senses and gloated to Ran Deng: "It seems that Zhen Yuanzi and I are not the unlucky ones."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you go quickly!"

Ran Deng's face did not turn red, his heart did not beat, and he forcibly changed the subject.

Di Shu opened the way, and the three of them quickly rushed to the place where Zhen Yuanzi sensed it.

Another 100 years later, the three of them stood outside a valley and were blocked by a great innate formation. "That's it!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flickered, and the light in his eyes changed, as if he wanted to see through the formation to see through the reality inside.

"The best innate spiritual root must be the innate gourd vine!"

Ran Deng looked at the innate bitter bamboo glowing with fairy light in his hand and spoke with certainty!
The last time Xiantian Buzhu had such a reaction was when he met Zhen Yuanzi.

"Break the formation quickly!"

Hongyun also flushed with excitement. He always thought that Ran Deng was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that it was true. It felt like a great opportunity coming from heaven.

"You two, help me break this formation quickly!"

Zhen Yuanzi was also a little impatient, shouted loudly, and offered the Book of Earth.

Hong Yun and Ran Deng took action at the same time, and infinite mana surged out, pouring into the book on the ground.

In an instant, the Immortal Light of the Earth Book surged, reflecting the past and present, anchoring the earth here, suppressing the surrounding void, sinking with one blow, and suddenly collided with the innate formation!
"Boom~"

The mountains rioted, the earth energy surged wildly, and was swallowed up by the earth book. It turned into the power of the next blow and hit the innate formation again!

"Crack!"

As if the sound of a mirror shattering was heard, several cracks appeared in the innate formation, and thick innate spiritual energy spurted out from the cracks, mixed with two perfect qi forces.

"There are actually two top-quality innate spiritual roots here? How is this possible!"

Ran Deng's face was full of disbelief, and then his expression suddenly changed, and a qi machine was moving!
"Not good! Go back!"

As if he thought of something, a trace of panic flashed in Ran Deng's eyes, and he summoned the coffin lamp and was about to run away.

However, it was too late!
"Certainly!"

An ethereal Dao sound came from the innate formation, and the next moment, the extremely solid space on Buzhou Mountain fluctuated like water patterns, turning into an unbreakable cage, trapping the three people at the same time!
Immediately afterwards, the space changed, the universe was reversed, and the three of them fell into a trance and fell into the valley.

In the valley, a gourd vine takes root in Buzhou Mountain, absorbing immeasurable power to support itself. The leaves of the vine stretch out, as if inserted into the vast starry sky, holding up the stars.

Among the branches and vines, there are seven small gourds shining with divine light, showing their extraordinaryness.

There is no doubt that this is the goal of the three Ran Deng people, the best innate spiritual root: the innate gourd vine!

What is frightening is that next to this innate gourd vine, there is also an innate spiritual root!
It was a hollow willow tree, with veins all over the space. There seemed to be tens of thousands of green willow branches hanging upside down. They penetrated into the endless space and did not know where they extended.

It is its own realm, even time and space are blurred. It seems to be of ordinary size, but it is as huge as covering the sky and the sun.

One of the top ten innate spiritual roots in the ancient world: Hollow Willow.

Perhaps, it has another name that is more well-known: The Great Eyebrow Fairy!

This is a terrifying existence that became a saint before Hongjun, and used his own magical power to collect Hongjun's three thousand innate spiritual treasures, forcing Hongjun to admit defeat!
"It was this willow tree that gave me the feeling, not the innate gourd vine."

Zhen Yuanzi gave bad news as soon as he arrived.

It wasn't that they accidentally bumped into someone else's house, and if someone invited you to enter the urn, they would have dug a hole for them.

"I just said that we shouldn't do everything right!"

Ran Deng sighed helplessly. This matter was their fault and they had to give an explanation. He reminded the two of them:

"This is a true Supreme Being, so be careful what you say."

"Fortunately, there are still spiritual roots in the ancient world that can be transformed. I am not alone!"

Silver-white fairy light bloomed on the hollow willow, and a white-robed figure walked out of it, with a handsome face and a pair of long willow-leaf eyebrows that were extremely sharp, like a sharp sword cutting through the space.

The Yangmei Immortal waved his hand, and Zhen Yuanzi was released and sat in front of a stone table...

(End of this chapter)