Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

"Whoo~"

On the majestic and majestic black altar, the aura of chaos erupted uninterruptedly, making the chaotic mist in the sky become colorful.

Around the altar is a distorted space-time, time and space are completely disordered.

Suddenly, a thin figure emerged from the distorted time and space, and landed on the altar in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a second figure appeared, followed by a third...

"We're finally out!"

"It's not easy, this time-space phantom array is enough to hold the quasi-sage's power! If it weren't for the presence of Mr. Randeng, we wouldn't be able to get out!"

"Yeah, thanks to Teacher Randeng!"

"..."

Amidst the compliments from several Western disciples, Daoist Ran Deng lightly flicked the Bodhi stick in his hand, and said indifferently: "It is the treasure given by the master in advance to guide the direction, so that we are not lost in the chaotic time and space...

Let’s not talk about this, the treasure is sealed in this altar, hurry up and perform the blood sacrifice, and we must take it out before Xuan Chengzi and the others arrive!”

"Yes!"

All the disciples responded in a solemn voice, took out one by one clean bottles from the treasure bag and poured down the blood of all spirits.

"Crash~"

Although the bottle is small, it can hold water from three rivers and five lakes.

At this time, more than a dozen clean bottles fell down together, and waves of blood rushed in all directions in an instant, submerging the majestic and magnificent black altar.

At this moment, a strange breath overflowed.

"Gulu~Gulu~"

As if some ferocious beast was swallowing blood essence, the massive amount of blood of all spirits disappeared on the altar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, with the drying up of all spirits' blood, the altar has already been stained with blood, and countless mysterious lines appear on the originally smooth and flat surface.

"Crack~"

With a soft sound, a crack appeared in the center of the altar, and it separated towards the two sides, revealing a thing wrapped in chaotic aura.

"Baby is born!"

A Western religion disciple shouted excitedly.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Western Cult looked at the treasure in the altar with full expectation.

When they arrived, they heard from Ran Deng that a baby of this level cannot be forced.

When it comes time to be born, it will find a worthy owner on its own.

Even if they only have the golden immortality, they still have the opportunity to become the master of this innate spiritual object!

Because of this, they had to enter Xiandao before everyone else, so that this innate spirit could only choose among them.

In this way, no matter who is selected, it will be their Western teachings who will get the advantage.

Just as a group of Western disciples were staring at the treasure in the chaotic aura with full expectation, an untimely voice sounded,

"Hehe, we're all here, it seems we've caught up!"

"Xuan Chengzi?"

A group of Western disciples shivered, and looked up in the direction of the voice.

With just one glance, they were petrified on the spot.

On a huge painting boat, there were densely packed fairy gods, all staring at the chaotic aura inside the altar with bright eyes at the moment.

"Baby is right there, go!"

I don't know who yelled, and the swarm of nearly two thousand gods all turned into golden lights and shot towards the altar...

Looking at this scene, the hearts of all the disciples of the Western Cult were like ten thousand beasts galloping past.

Especially seeing that the instigator was still sitting on the bow of the boat, as if everything had nothing to do with him, it made Ran Deng and others very depressed.

This man is really bad to the bone!

Chapter 262 "Magic Treasure" Birth

36 days out.

The vast chaos, the entanglement of mist.

One after another Chaos God thunder is dense like a torrential rain.

Suddenly, immeasurable celestial light bloomed, and a towering and magnificent Taoist palace quietly emerged.

The essence of Yuchen turns into fog; the purple smoke of Qingyun turns into flowers.

The sea of ​​chaos has returned to calm.

In the spacious and quiet hall of Zixiao Palace, six saints sit on futons.

On the left are Laozi, a sage of Taiqing, Yuanshi, a sage of Yuqing, and Tongtian, a sage of Shangqing.

On the right side are the sage Nuwa, and the sages of the Western religion, the receiving sage and the Zhunti sage.

All six saints were silent, waiting for something quietly.

Suddenly, a celestial light bloomed, and a celestial figure appeared out of nowhere on the upper seat.

"Meet Master!"

"Meet the teacher!"

The six saints got up and saluted.

"Exemption."

Daoist Hongjun looked around at the six saints below, and finally settled on the two saints in the west, "What do you want to do by sending your disciples to the East China Sea?"

Saint Zhunti said indifferently: "Reporting to the teacher, the disciple discovered that there is a vision in the East China Sea. Presumably, it was affected by the Lich's calamity before, which made the seal in the sea eye loose, so I sent a lamp to check...

Later, it was discovered that the seal had indeed been loosened, so he wanted to take this opportunity to take out the two treasures. "

He didn't hide anything, and told the whole story honestly.

If he was facing Sanqing, he could still use some small means to conceal part of the truth, but in front of Daozu, he dared not hide anything, and it was impossible to hide it!

"Do you know the consequences of this move?"

Daoist Hongjun said calmly.

The sage Jieyin lowered his head, and said in an obscure voice: "Teacher, don't blame, this matter was decided jointly by our brothers and sisters. That Luohu has been lost for countless years, and we expected that the devilish energy on the two spirit treasures had been exhausted, so we decided to do it together." Ask the disciples to take it out and use it."

The saint Zhunti also said: "The Western Continent has suffered misfortune due to Rahu, the Sumeru Mountains have collapsed, the spiritual veins have been destroyed, and the land is full of devastation... I implore the teacher to give those two treasures to the West!"

"The treasure of the devil's way, the devil's energy has not disappeared..." Daozu Hongjun said lightly: "If you are greedy for these two treasures, you may have a chance to revitalize the West, but it will definitely cause a catastrophe in the future!"

The holy man Zhunti said in a deep voice: "If the West can be revitalized, no matter what catastrophe it is, my brother and I will bear it shoulder to shoulder! I implore the teacher to make it happen!"

Jieyin Sage sighed softly, and said in a deep voice, "I implore the teacher to complete it!"

Daozu Hongjun turned his gaze to Sanqing and Nuwa, "What do you think?"

Lao Tzu said indifferently: "But the master is the master."

When he spoke, Yuanshi and Tongtian didn't speak again.

The Nuwa sage on the opposite side also smiled and said: "Teacher, you have the final say, disciples have no objections."

Seeing these four disciples push the question to himself again, Daoist Hongjun pondered for a while, looked at the two saints in the West and said: "Because you two are for the revitalization of the West, you will not be punished for tampering with the seal this time.

But you don't want to be happy too early, the result may not be as good as you imagined. "

After speaking, he disappeared.

Zhunti and Jieying looked at each other with some joy and a hint of doubt in their eyes.

What does the teacher mean by the last sentence?

……

In the center of the mysterious fairy island, the black altar is as tall as a mountain, and the center part blooms with a bright chaotic aura.

"Innate spiritual things, those who are destined will get them!"

"Fellow Daoists of the Western Sect quickly get out of the way, don't want to monopolize this opportunity!"

"Fellow Daoists, don't be afraid, we have a lot of people, and the Western Sect dare not do anything to us!"

"..."

With a loud shout, nearly two thousand immortals landed on the tall and majestic altar like locusts crossing the border.

Seeing this, Fairy Bixiao was gearing up to try her luck, but Yunxiao stopped her with a look.

"Let's just follow Eldest Brother."

Xuan Chengzi glanced at Yun Xiao, obviously the other party had guessed part of his thoughts, but he didn't point it out, and only reminded Bi Xiao when he was about to leave.

Just from this small action, it can already be seen that she is a very smart and alert sister who always takes care of her sister.

Xuan Chengzi smiled and said: "Yun Xiao is right, we just stay on the boat honestly."

Bi Xiao gave him a puzzled look, "Then let's not fight over this baby?"

Xuan Chengzi didn't hide anything, and said lightly: "The treasures in there are not good things, let them fight for it."

"what?"

Hearing this, the four siblings reacted differently.

Yun Xiao looked calm, as if he had expected this answer; Zhao Gongming and Qiong Xiao showed a look of surprise on their faces, as if they had figured out many puzzles; only Bi Xiao remained bewildered.

She looked at everyone suspiciously, trying to find the real answer.

"Isn't there an innate spiritual thing in it? Why is it not a good thing?"

As if responding to her question, the black altar below trembled suddenly.

One after another chaotic aura erupted more violently, which surprised all the immortals and gods.

"The innate spirit is about to be born!"

Someone yelled, and all the gods looked at the crack in the center of the black altar.

At this moment, a fierce and evil breath overflowed from the crack.

At this moment, everyone felt a chill down their backs, and felt a tremor originating from the depths of their souls.

The aura of chaos that bloomed before was already extremely weak at this moment, covering the crack like a thin film.

Through this layer of film, the immortals and gods could vaguely see a streak of ink-like black air rushing left and right below.

Before the gods could react, they heard a "boo", and the black air broke through the barrier of the chaotic aura and came to the altar in an instant.

"Boom~"

Nine golden divine thunders emerged from the void, and landed on the black air at the same time, blasting it away immediately.

Just in the next moment, the black air that had already dissipated once again condensed into a tall young man with a strange face, laughing wildly under everyone's gaze:

"Hahaha~ I never thought that I, Jin Ao, would be able to reappear in this world one day!"

"Ok?"

Seeing a "person" appearing suddenly, all the immortals here, including Ran Deng and Xuan Chengzi who knew the details, were stunned.

What about baby?

How did he become a living being?

At this moment, the young man who called himself Jin Ao stretched out his hand, and in his right hand appeared a pitch-black long spear, and at the same time, a twelfth-grade black lotus appeared under his feet.

He stared greedily at the spear in his hand, grinning wildly.

"Hahahaha~ Unexpectedly, after countless years have passed, I, Jin Ao, can not only reappear in the world, but also get the master's god-killing spear and the twelfth-rank world-destroying black lotus!"

"God-killing spear?"

"Twelve-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus?"