Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

In the commander's tent, after Commander Jiao Jiao gave the order to continue searching for the whereabouts of the dragon clan, he waved his hand to make all the golden-armored demon gods retreat.

Although he gave the order, in fact, he is not optimistic that the heavenly soldiers and generals under his command will be able to complete the task.

The four seas are really too vast and bottomless.

With these heavenly soldiers and generals wanting to find the whereabouts of the dragon clan in the sea, it is almost as difficult as the dragon clan hitting the heavenly court.

Moreover, after the fall of the Nine Owl God Lord, he became the commander of this army to crusade against the Dragon Clan, and he also learned more secrets.

He knew very well that the key to this crusade against the Dragon Clan was to capture the Ten Thousand Dragon Balls, so as to give orders to the Dragon Clan.

Now the Ten Thousand Dragon Balls have fallen into the hands of others, and the Dragon Clan has been broken into pieces and scattered to hide. This time the crusade has lost its original meaning.

He now routinely announces the task of searching for the dragons every day, and then meditates in his tent, waiting for new orders from the heaven.

"Okay, how dare you fish during working hours, let me catch you now!"

Suddenly, a ridicule sounded in the tent.

Commander Qiao Jiao opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"The person who gave you a big gift."

Xuan Chengzi appeared, followed by the ancestor Minghe.

At this moment, the quasi-sage and powerful gaze fell on Commander Jiao Jiao, and nodded with satisfaction, "Luck is powerful, condensed and never scattered... Not bad, it's him!"

The moment he saw the person coming, Commander Jiao Jiao felt ashamed and fell into great despair.

He is just a commander-level demon god, that is, Taiyi Jinxian. Facing the legendary ancestor Styx who has killed countless people, he knows that he has no way out.

At this moment, when I heard the words of Old Ancestor Minghe, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in my heart, "Your Ancestor wants to do whatever you want, and the little one will definitely do it!"

"Very good. Do as I said, first hand over your spirit treasure, erase the brand of the primordial spirit... yes, and then urge this treasure coin to take it back... very good, you did a good job... Huh? So little merit? Oh, it’s because the rank of this spirit treasure is too low...Come on, urge Baoqian to take away this extreme sun ruler from this seat...You’ve done a good job!"

After a while, Xuan Chengzi glanced at the demon god Yaojiao who had been slapped to death by the patriarch Minghe, and first sacrificed the Soul-shocking chime to collect his remnant soul, and then picked up the Luobao money that fell on the ground.

Straws of merit and luck immediately poured into his body.

comfortable!

As long as you pick up the money, you can reap the three successes, virtues and luck.

This is really the same as picking up money!

Patriarch Minghe glanced at Xuan Chengzi suspiciously, "What are you happy about?"

"I'm happy for you, uncle, you won the first battle!"

Xuan Chengzi hurriedly managed his expressions, and secretly smiled in his heart: Of course you can't imagine the happiness of middlemen!

Chapter 141 What are you looking at?

Time flies, the years are long.

Hundreds of years have passed since I came back from the East China Sea.

During these hundreds of years, Xuan Chengzi did not return to Kunlun Mountains, but followed the old ancestor of Minghe to check bugs and earn merits.

Of course, the card bug is what he said.

Patriarch Styx called it hunting.

He is like the most ferocious and experienced hunter, always picking and choosing among the prey, selecting the prey with the deepest merit and luck, and gifting them the bug-level innate spiritual treasure of falling treasure money.

At the very beginning, he had no scruples when choosing his prey, as long as he had profound merit and luck, he would be his target.

However, Xuan Chengzi delineated a general direction for him - the heavenly court. Due to the threat of the oath, Patriarch Minghe had no choice but to follow suit.

For hundreds of years, the ancestor of Minghe hunted and killed more than a dozen Daluo Jinxians and nearly two hundred Taiyi Jinxians, and transferred their merits, virtues, and luck to himself through Luobao money.

Xuan Chengzi was on the sidelines responsible for picking up money, treasures, and corpses...

bah bah bah!

It is another merit to collect their dead souls and send them to be reincarnated in the future.

Although it is like a mosquito leg, it is also meat.

Xuan Chengzi never liked to waste.

These demon gods who died tragically under the hands of Patriarch Styx are all the elite powers of the Heavenly Court. They all have spiritual treasures and magic weapons on their bodies, as well as many treasures of divine materials, celestial medicines and spiritual fruits, etc.

Even for Patriarch Styx and Xuan Chengzi, these things can be used.

Every time, in the name of cleaning the battlefield, Xuan Chengzi looted all the things left by the children of luck, and split half with the ancestor Minghe.

Then, the ancestor Minghe used Yuantu and Abi to cut off the causal link, so as to achieve the effect of covering up the secrets of heaven and cut off the possibility for others to know the truth through time travelling.

Xuan Chengzi silently calculated that over the past few hundred years, the merits he gained through "picking up money" would probably be as much as one-tenth of the merits he earned in the underworld last time.

This is already a terrifying speed.

After all, merit is notoriously difficult to earn.

To be able to earn so much merit in just a few hundred years, even Zhen Yuanzi, who is sitting on the ground book, a sharp tool for making merit, could not do it.

In comparison, Patriarch Styx earned more than twice as much merit as him.

Perhaps because of the joy he had gained, his originally fierce eyes gradually softened.

Seeing that Xuan Chengzi was a little jealous.

It's a pity that I haven't been able to change the distribution ratio of Luobao's money.

But if it really needs to be changed, I am afraid that Patriarch Styx will not have such great motivation.

After all, he is a quasi-sage and great power!

If it weren't for the fact that this way of earning merit is convenient and fast enough, would he be able to obey Xuan Chengzi's words so obediently?

But it's all for profit!

Xuan Chengzi has a thorough understanding of the relationship between himself and the ancestor Minghe.

Although the two have cooperated fairly well in the past few hundred years, the two of them are completely tied together for their own interests and a common goal.

In the future, once such a bond of interests is lost, the two will resume their previous hostile relationship.

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On this day, Patriarch Minghe had his sights set on another prey, and he caught his eye as soon as he left the Nantian Gate.

This prey was tall, with a sinister face, wearing a black Taoist robe, and stepped on a dark cloud under his feet and went straight to the lower realm.

Xuan Chengzi saw that he was still an acquaintance.

It was the Yaoguang Xingjun he met when he was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

Yaoguang Xingjun is his honorary title. After failing to stop Xuan Chengzi, he was deprived of the honorary title of Xingjun, and now he is called Chiluo Taoist.

Although his status has plummeted, but as a disciple of Jiuying Yaosheng, he also has the Taoism of Daluo Jinxian himself, so he may not have a chance to stand up in the future.

Unfortunately, he was targeted by Patriarch Styx.

After walking a hundred thousand miles from Nantianmen, he saw two sword lights suddenly appearing around him. Before he could react, they split the space and brought him to a gloomy world.

Immediately afterwards, Patriarch Styx appeared in front of him.

"Patriarch Styx?!"

The Chiluo Taoist was a little surprised, but there was no panic on his face.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Chengzi, who was waiting to clean up the battlefield in the distance, was moved in his heart, and immediately sent a voice transmission to Patriarch Minghe: "Be careful of deceit!"

He himself hid carefully, using the magic power of standing upright without shadow.

With the qi blocking buff, as long as he avoids the five senses, the quasi-sage can't find him.

In fact, there is no need for him to remind, the patriarch Minghe is well-informed, so how could he fail to see the abnormality of the big Luo Jinxian in front of him?

When Zhunsheng Da Neng shot at him, why wasn't he a big Luo Jinxian afraid?

There is only one answer, there are people behind it!

Patriarch Styx roamed through the ancient times, and he was a brainless person who was able to make a name for himself when the Dragon Han was measuring his calamity?

At that moment, without hesitation, he activated the two swords of Yuantu and Abi, and directly slashed at Chiluo Taoist.

The moment the sword light fell, three figures emerged from between Chi Luo Taoist's eyebrows.

One of the women tapped twice with a thin needle in her hand, and then forced Yuan Tu and A Bi's swords back.

Patriarch Minghe withdrew Yuantu and Abi, his eyes swept across the three figures, his eyes gradually became fierce, and there was a hint of greed in them.

"Iron!"

"Nine infants!"

"Qin Yuan!"

"It seems that the three of you deliberately set up an ambush to wait for me!"

It turned out that the woman was Qinyuan Yaosheng.

Xuan Chengzi in the distance had never seen this Qinyuan demon saint before, so he couldn't help but take a second look at this time.

I saw that she was wearing a golden butterfly-shaped mask, revealing a pair of smart and beautiful eyes, a delicate and delicate Qiong nose, and a multicolored feather coat on her body, which was woven with the wings of an innate spirit bird, which was extremely gorgeous.

The colorful skirt dragged down, slit at the knee bend, exposing the calf of Huai Shuang Saixue.

She didn't wear shoes, she stood quietly in the void, her feet were as bare as snow, and her delicate and beautiful ankles were covered with golden rings...

What a nice leg.

Xuan Chengzi couldn't help but look twice more, then his eyes moved up and landed on the right hand of Qinyuan Yaosheng.

A slender silver needle was held between her jade-white fingers, almost as long as a palm.

It was this little silver needle that easily picked up Yuan Tu and Ah Bi of Patriarch Styx?

It seems that this demon saint is specially here to deal with Patriarch Styx.

That is to say, Heavenly Court has guessed that the person who hunted and killed these Heavenly Court elites was the ancestor of Styx, so this bait appeared.

I'm afraid these three demon saints are not all of their strength.

Just when Xuan Chengzi secretly reminded himself to be careful, he heard Jiuying Yaosheng sneer and said: "Styx! I never thought that you, a dignified quasi-sage, would only attack junior disciples. You really don't want the slightest bit of shame!"

"Ha ha--"

Patriarch Minghe chuckled, "Why are you talking nonsense, didn't you set up a trap today just to kill me? Coincidentally, I want your life too!"

While speaking, a large black flag floated behind him and waved lightly.

The figure of Patriarch Styx disappeared like a bubble.

"Hmph, what a big breath!"

The Iron Demon Sage sneered, and turned to look at Qinyuan Demon Saint and Jiuying Demon Saint.

The three figures also disappeared like bubbles.

With their departure, this small world that was temporarily cut off also reintegrated into the prehistoric.

Xuan Chengzi and Chi Luo Shenjun also returned to the wilderness.

The two were only more than ten feet apart, and they glanced at each other.

Xuan Chengzi said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

Chi Luo Shenjun's pupils suddenly dilated, "You...you you you..."

"What are you!"

Seeing that he recognized him, Xuan Chengzi sacrificed the Lost Soul Bell and the Suopo Chime without hesitation.

Then he sacrificed the map of the mountains and rivers and shrouded the Chiluo god whose soul was in a daze.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

They are very clear about this truth.

Chapter 142 The Power of the Immortal Execution Sword