Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

There was a huge battle in the distance, stirring up the heaven and the earth.

A Taoist in golden robes hid in the edge corner of the world, carefully spying on the battlefield.

Seeing that Qinglian and the others were not defeated, they couldn't help but feel relieved.

After all, if those two people couldn't get out, how could he escape?

But at this moment, he noticed that the young man who called himself Zixuan had changed into a green suit, and his appearance and original aura had changed.

Good guys, this is the true nature of the two of them.

What about the most basic trust between people?

And it was only at this time that he had a clear understanding of how powerful Qingxuan and Qingxuan were.

Before, he only knew that the two of them were very strong, and their cultivation level was much higher than his own, so it was hard to see how deep they were.

After all, neither Qinglian nor Qingxuan used their full strength to beat him.

I was not wronged. If I had known that the cultivation of these two people had reached this level, I would not dare to take advantage of them even if they were brave enough.

And the innate spiritual treasures they saw for the first time also made them look straight at it. Except for the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, the two of them actually held three extremely high-grade innate spiritual treasures.

These are thighs! Thick thighs! The understanding in Kunpeng's heart was extremely clear.

Suddenly, Kunpeng was startled. He turned his head to look at the pool of blood beside him. Mana around him poured into the spiritual treasure, and his eyes were full of warning.

"Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. I have met fellow Taoist Styx." Styx, who was dressed in a blood robe, condensed his figure and bowed his head in greeting.

Kunpeng was slightly stunned, Styx? Innately sacred? That's right, isn't this the guy he was following back then?

That was thousands of years ago, right? This unfortunate guy has been trapped here before?

"Kunpeng, a poor Taoist, has met fellow Taoist Minghe." Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind, but his expression remained calm. Kunpeng held his hand in return.

Then these two guys who could only be reduced to spectators soon chatted together. If the timing hadn't been right, they would have had a traditional repertoire - discussing Taoism.

There is not much difference in the cultivation level between the two. Now everyone relies on their own cultivation to explore, and they are unwilling to go and join the three tribes. However, this path of cultivation is not smooth.

Although everyone is born with divine roots and has their own great path, and there is a kind person who selflessly uploads learning materials to share, their respective paths are still in a semi-dark state. You will definitely benefit a lot from referring to your respective paths.

"These two fellow Taoists are really extraordinary. Are they related to the three tribes?" Ming He frowned, but then shook his head, "Probably not. Their Tao is completely different from the three tribes, and they don't have the aura of the three tribes. transport."

Then Minghe glanced sideways at Kunpeng: "Speaking of Taoist friends, those two Taoist friends are fighting in the front. Isn't it inappropriate for us to just watch from here?"

Kunpeng nodded in agreement: "It is indeed inappropriate. The blood evil body of chaos is our common enemy. Friends of the Styx River should do their best."

Styx's face turned slightly dark. Why should I do my best?

"Oh? Where are fellow Taoists? Those two came with fellow Taoists, right?"

"Yes." Kunpeng nodded matter-of-factly, "We are companions, so fellow Taoists should also contribute some effort. Is there any problem?"

Styx suddenly felt that this guy was a bit shameless, but also made some sense.

Judging from the current situation, the three opponents are not wrong to be divided into one camp, and they are considered to be another camp.

Then someone from the other camp helped, so it was time for me to...

fart! It was obvious that this guy was too timid to go up, so he wanted to encourage him to go up and send him off!

After looking at the battle circle in the distance, Styx rationally chose not to cause trouble.

It is definitely not that I am greedy for life and afraid of death, but I am unwilling to be a burden that holds me back. This is called self-awareness.

When he went to help, he never mentioned it again. There was no way that he, a little shrimp in the late stage of Taiyi True Immortal, could get involved in the battle there.

"Maybe we can get out of trouble with the help of these two people." Minghe thought in his heart.

He cultivates the way of killing, and this grand battlefield site is an opportunity for him.

Therefore, he searched for the remaining murderous energy and found this place, but as soon as he entered, he was almost slapped to death by the chaotic blood evil body.

If it weren't for the special path he cultivated, which perfectly matched the environment here, and the other party's lack of brains, he could have escaped with his life and quietly developed here.

Although he said that even if he died, he would not really die completely. In terms of his ability to save his life, Styx was quite confident.

He has already initially mastered the clone of the Blood God Son, and relying on the origin of the Netherworld Blood Sea, it will not be easy to kill him.

But now that he is dying here, the two accompanying spiritual treasures are probably going to be left behind, so how can he let go of them.

And this place is indeed a treasure land for him to practice. Over the course of thousands of years, he has secretly improved his cultivation from the middle stage of Taiyi True Immortal to the late stage.

The worst case scenario is that I'll just hang out here for a few days, and then I might as well try to defeat this chaotic blood evil body head-on to get out of trouble.

When he discovers that a new innate saint has entered this place, he certainly hopes to drag him along with him, so that his chances of getting out of trouble will be greater.

I just didn't expect that two of the three newcomers would be so fierce and unscrupulous at all, and they would directly fight with the half-step Daluo-level chaotic blood evil body.

The two of them watched the show quietly, fearing that the chaotic blood evil body in the battle would notice their presence.

Qingxuan and Qingxuan paid no attention to them. Instead, they were fighting while comprehending the true meaning of Daluo in each other's moves.

Although Qinglian's origin was cut off in half by herself, only the twelfth-grade created Qinglian body remained.

But her true spirit is actually born from the twenty-fourth grade Qinglian Yun. Compared with the ordinary innate divine nature, it still seems to be heaven-defying.

Anyway, after comparing Qingxuan, he found that his understanding of the Dao was not inferior to the original innate sacredness, except for Qinglian.

As the battle progressed, Qinglian's clear eyes became brighter and brighter. The aura on her body was constantly changing, and all kinds of magical powers were at her fingertips. With every movement of her hands, everything manifested and everything bloomed.

Any magic spell can be transformed into magic in her hands.

The worlds transformed by the power of the great avenue surround him one by one, turning into a rain of flying flowers. Each flower fills the world, and it is not empty at all.

With one palm strike, all realms arise and die within it, constantly transforming between creation and destruction, giving birth to the ultimate offensive power.

In comparison, Qingxuan's attack was much more plain and simple. All the avenues were transformed into pure power. With one blow, the avenues were simplified, and everything returned to its source and turned into nothingness.

Apart from the sword light becoming more and more fierce, there were no other changes on his body.

Enlightenment in the middle of a battle is something that only the protagonist of a cool novel can do, but he cannot do it.

The sword skills in his hand changed, and the Qingping Sword flew up in the air. One sword instantly turned into billions, covering the sky and the sun. The sword rain poured down, killing the body, the god, and the Tao.