From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Listening to the movements of the powerful people outside the formation, Zhang Qiling's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the cold aura poured out like a tide.

He quickened his movements, pulled out the last bit of the root of the innate gourd vine, used the law of wood to protect its vitality, then used the law of space to shrink it to the size of a palm and handed it to Mo Jiu.

"Don't move." Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the Chaos Pearl that fell on Mo Jiu's forehead. A mysterious Taoist principle protected Mo Jiu's body like a shield.

Mo Jiu looked up curiously at the Chaos Pearl that his father wore on his forehead as a forehead ornament.

"How dare you!" Looking at the innate gourd vine that was uprooted before it was mature, the powerful men were shocked and angry. The magical powers in their hands increased their strength like a storm and bombarded the innate killing formation.

Zhunti's eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, wishing to eat the two cubs alive. "You two cubs dare to covet our opportunities, don't blame me for being rude!"

Taoist Hongyun, who was wearing a nine-layer auspicious cloud robe, looked at the two cubs in the formation with pity, "Fellow Taoists, the cubs are ignorant, why not let them hand over the gourd vine to you, and don't hurt them."

Zhen Yuanzi stood beside Hong Yun and did not take any action. He just looked at his friend helplessly.

Once his friend said this, he probably offended all the powerful people present.

"Yes." As the only powerful female present, Nuwa looked at the backs of the two little cubs and felt a little soft in her heart.

"Hmph! He's just a young Qilin who was punished to guard the earth veins. Are you afraid of their elders?" Di Jun snorted coldly, with a hint of rebelliousness in his words.

Emperor Jun had a very high opinion of himself. He believed that he was one of the only two Golden Crows on the Sun Star and was born to be an emperor. He would definitely rule the world in the future. Naturally, he looked down on the three tribes suppressed by the Heavenly Dao.

"Little kid, hand over the gourd vine in your hand. We will never hurt you at all." Tongtian simply chose to ignore Di Jun's words.

He Sanqing considered himself to be the authentic Pangu, and he would not do such a thing as killing a hundred-year-old cub of his tribe to steal the treasure.

If this gets out, it will also tarnish the reputation of the Three Pure Ones.

Zhang Qiling pulled Mo Jiu out of the deep pit and confronted the powerful men across the broken killing formation.

When they saw the faces of the two cubs clearly, all the powerful people were shocked by Zhang Qiling's divine appearance.

The creatures in the ancient times were born with at least the cultivation level of earthly immortals, so their bodies would naturally not be ugly, but Zhang Qiling in front of him looked more outstanding than anyone else.

He seemed like a favored god, with a pair of clear and indifferent eyes that were not tainted by the worldly affairs, and a cold and noble temperament, as if nothing in the world could catch his eyes.

There was a magic pearl and a golden Taoist pattern hanging on his forehead, which added a lot of brilliance to his divine appearance. He was like a high and mighty god, cold and noble, making people dare not have a blasphemous heart.

Mo Jiu had a Chaos Pearl on his forehead and a Dao pattern on his brow that was the same as Zhang Qiling's. His face was a little chubby and not as stunning as Zhang Qiling's.

But Mo Jiu's temperament was purer than any of the powerful people had ever seen before, especially under the gaze of his clear, round eyes, those powerful people who wanted to snatch the Xiantian Gourd couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in their hearts.

"What a beautiful and clever little kids you are! Would you like to become my disciples?" The old man looked at Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu and couldn't help but feel fond of them.

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, are you trying to monopolize these seven innate spiritual treasures by taking in disciples?" Yuanshi mocked himself when Kunpeng was holding a grudge against Zixiao Palace.

“Doesn’t Daoist Yuanshi look down on those of us who are covered in fur and horns and born from eggs? One of these two is a divine beast called Qilin. Daoist Yuanshi will be unhappy with you for taking them back to Kunlun Mountain!”

Yuanshi glared at Kunpeng, "Kunpeng, don't try to provoke the relationship between me and my elder brother."

Zhunti also came up and said, "These two little kids have a destiny with me in the West."

"Hmph!" Di Jun glanced at these powerful men and directly attacked Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu who were watching them in the formation.

Zhang Qiling's face was fierce, and he immediately protected Mo Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, wait for me here."

As he said that, Zhang Qiling took out the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler and went forward.

"Di Jun, no." Hong Yun wanted to take action, but Donghuang Taiyi, who had been silent, summoned the Donghuang Bell and stopped him and Zhen Yuanzi.

"Fellow Taoist Taiyi, isn't it disgraceful for your brother to do this?" Hongyun asked coldly.

Donghuang Taiyi smiled and said, "When it comes to opportunities, those who are capable will take them. Daoist Hongyun, please don't be too kind, or I will be rude to you."

When Nuwa saw the behavior of the two brothers, her delicate brows frowned with a hint of disapproval.

But Fuxi stopped her from saying the next word.

Mo Jiu looked at Zhang Qiling who was already fighting with Di Jun, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

But looking at the eyes of more powerful people who seemed to want to swallow him up, Mo Jiu hugged the innate gourd vine in his hand.

"If you dare to steal my seven children, I will let Daddy teach you a lesson."

The great men couldn't help but laugh when they heard his fierce words.

They are indeed naive. Without going through the cruel experience of seizing opportunities in the ancient times, they think that they can scare them with their own elders.

"The acquired merit is the most precious thing."

After exchanging several moves with Zhang Qiling, Di Jun, who was hit by a foot, suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Good baby, you are destined to be with me in the West."

Jie Yin was filled with envy as he watched. The people in the West were so poor that they didn't even have a single acquired spiritual treasure. Only their companion spiritual treasures could hold the scene.

Now, a little kid whose feet are barely visible can use his moves as an acquired treasure, and he mainly attacks, killing people without being affected by cause and effect.

This magic weapon is not inferior to the innate gourd, and is even better.

The Three Pure Ones were also very tempted when they saw the Hongmeng Ruler in Zhang Qiling's hand, but they didn't grab it directly like Jie Yin, who was so shameless.

The Three Pure Ones have a lot of wealth, so there is no need for them to snatch magic weapons that already have owners.

"Brother, from behind." Mo Jiu shouted in surprise when he saw Jie Yin attacking Zhang Qiling from behind.

Nuwa's face turned cold and she blocked Jie Yin's attack.

Zhang Qiling used his magical power to force Di Jun back. He wanted to turn around and resist Jie Yin's attack, but he didn't expect Nuwa to help him.

He glanced at Nuwa, then lightly tapped the divine bead on his forehead, and a divine light directly protected Zhang Qiling's body.

"The divine bead that protects the way." Laozi's face darkened and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

What are the identities of these two cubs?