Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

The two great supernatural beings were excited, and the aftermath was everywhere. All the beings in the Asura world fled frantically, for fear of being annihilated.

Although Ancestor Ming He no longer has the two top-quality innate spiritual treasures Yuan Tu and A Bi, his strength is still among the strongest among the saints.

The Shura giant continued to grow and condense, and in a moment, it was as big as the stars in the universe.

On Yang Jiao's side, the Xuantian Seven Sword Formation also evolved to an extremely advanced level, and an formation spirit was born in the middle wearing a sword robe with runes of the formation.

As soon as Yang Jiao's mind moved, the formation spirit followed his thoughts and started to kill the Shura giant.

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The seven swords burst into glory, flew into the body of the formation spirit, and turned into the bones and muscles of the formation spirit, and into the flesh and blood of the true spirit.

Visible to the naked eye, the formation spirit transformed into a living creature with flesh and blood and a real form.

This creature's white hair was parted in the middle, his face was stunning, and his expression was extremely indifferent. With one finger, he shot out thousands of sword dragons.

The Stegory Dragon flew across the sky and penetrated the Shura Giant. In an instant, the Shura Giant was riddled with holes by the Stegory Dragon, and bloody beams of light came out of its body.

Ancestor Ming He had just shown his power when the Blood Sea Formation was broken by the Xuantian Seven Sword Formation.

It was also a great formation, and the Blood Sea Great Formation was just a joke, completely incomparable to the Xuantian Seven Sword Formation.

The Shura giant fell back, just like thousands of small worlds smashing down, causing waves in the sea of ​​​​blood and mushroom clouds to rise continuously.

No matter where in time and space or in which parallel world the Ancestor Ming He hides, he cannot escape the strangulation of Xuantian's seven-section sword array.

On the twelfth-grade world-destroying red lotus, the lotus petals were constantly broken, and even the defense of this treasure was almost penetrated.

Deep in the sea of ​​​​blood, in a cell more terrifying than hell, Guangchengzi was bound to a cross by the chains of the netherworld.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Emperor Shitian held the best acquired spiritual treasure, Shura Blood Whip, and struck Guang Chengzi on the body. Guang Chengzi was beaten until his skin and flesh were torn apart, dripping with blood, and miserable.

However, it's hard to say whether Guangchengzi is strong in other aspects, but his character is really strong.

No matter how much Emperor Shitian tortured him and tortured him, he never said a word. Even if he was burned red by the red lotus industry, he had no intention of bowing his head.

"Let you seize my magic weapon, let you use your power to bully others. Guangchengzi, you never dreamed that it would fall into my hands, right?"

Emperor Shitian put away Shura's blood whip and asked coldly.

Guangchengzi didn't even look at Emperor Shitian, as if he was not the one being tortured.

"Guangchengzi, you are very good! You, you, and you, drain the intestines of this leader of the Chan Cult."

Intestinal extraction is one of the punishments in the eighteen levels of hell. The process of extracting a person's intestines from a winding path leading to a secluded place is extremely painful.

Hearing that Emperor Shitian was about to drain his intestines, Guangchengzi finally became a little scared.

No matter how painful the punishments were, such as whipping, burning, and going to the mountain of knives, he could endure it. However, if someone had his intestines ripped out, how could he have the face to be the leader of the Chan Cult?

"Di Shitian, I am a quasi-sage with great luck. If you humiliate a person with great luck like this, aren't you afraid of the backlash of luck?"

Guangchengzi really couldn't imagine how all the beings in the world would look at him when they learned that he had had his intestines pumped out.

After listening to Guangchengzi's words, Emperor Sahitian immediately laughed.

"It turns out that the noble Tianzun Guangchengzi is also afraid sometimes. Don't worry, I just made a joke with you. If I really want to rip your intestines out, I'm afraid the Yuanshi Saint will desperately avenge you, right?"

After seeing Guangchengzi in his most embarrassing moment, Emperor Shitian left the cell with satisfaction.

He walked out of the cell and immediately called his men: "How is the battle between the ancestor and the enemy going?"

Without quasi-sage cultivation, it is very dangerous to watch the battles between people with great supernatural powers. If a bad person is affected by the battle between great supernatural powers, he will at least be seriously injured.

However, if you send your men to see it, you will not be in danger.

When his subordinates came to Di Shitian, they didn't dare to look at Di Shitian's ice sculptured face. He lowered his head and said, "Demon Lord, the situation of the battle is not very optimistic. According to reports from the people below, the people who came have broken through the blood sea of ​​our ancestors." Formation."

"What, even the Blood Sea Formation was broken?"

Emperor Shitian's voice suddenly became louder, and he was shocked.

Zheng!

In the sword light, the defenses of the twelfth-grade karma red lotus and the Xuanyuan water-controlling flag were shattered one after another. The sword light strangled the body of the ancestor of Styx, annihilating the form of the ancestor of Styx.

The next moment, Ancestor Styx was reborn from a Blood God Son, but his aura was much weaker.

"Stop it!"

Ancestor Styx stretched out a hand and called for a stop.

After fighting for so long, he finally understood that he was no match for Yang Jiao after losing two treasures, Abi and Yuantu.

Without the offensive magic weapon, his killing method cannot reach its peak power. The twelve-level karma fire red lotus and the Xuanyuan control water flag have nothing to do with killing.

Yang Jiao also gave up when he saw the opportunity. Ancestor Minghe was still useful, and the demonic path needed Ancestor Minghe.

He put away his seven swords, stepped on the surging waves of blood, and looked down at the Styx Ancestor with a victor's attitude.

"Where's Guangchengzi?"

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of Ancestor Styx. He opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but he still couldn't.

He waved his sleeves and said, "Come here, bring Guangchengzi out to our ancestors!"

After a while, Guangchengzi came to Yang Jiao under the custody of two asuras.

Seeing Yang Jiao, Guang Chengzi suddenly felt ashamed and annoyed. On the way here, he kept thinking about who was going to save him.

He thought about the elders and the Xuanmen supporters such as Zhenyuan Immortal, but he never thought about Yang Jiao.

He really didn't want to see Yang Jiao.

He is the leader of the Chan Cult, and Yang Jiao is the leader of the Jie Cult. The leader of the Chan Cult was kidnapped, but it was the leader of the Jie Cult who came to save people.

If this were spread, wouldn't it make people think that explaining teaching is not as good as intercepting teaching?

"Uncle Guangchengzi, are you okay?"

Guangchengzi was ashamed and angry, but Yang Jiao spoke. The sound of "Uncle" made Guang Chengzi completely embarrassed.

Ancestor Minghe saw the disharmony between Yang Jiao and Guang Chengzi, smiled slightly, and cupped his hands towards Yang Jiao.

"Fellow Taoist Yang Jiao did not hesitate to step into the sea of ​​blood in the Netherworld in order to save the elders in the sect. My ancestor, I admire you very much!"

When Guangchengzi heard this, he could no longer lose face. He wished he could go back to the cell and be locked up.

Yang Jiao didn't seem to hear the provocation in the words of Ancestor Minghe. He nodded: "I made fellow Taoist Minghe laugh. In order to rescue Uncle Guangchengzi, I offended fellow Taoist, please forgive me."

"It's natural."

Ancestor Styx smiled for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Swish!

With a roll of divine light, Yang Jiao left the sea of ​​​​blood with Guang Chengzi, who was riddled with holes.

Ancestor Minghe watched Yang Jiao and the others leave, with murderous intent rising in his eyes.

"Ancestor, I have recorded this account. Yang Jiao, when I refine it into a treasure, I will definitely let you see what I can do, ancestor."