Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

238 The Return of Linger

As far as Zhunti Daoist knows, there are many talents among the witch races and monster races of Dongfang Daomen. These talents are extremely rare even in the entire prehistoric age. Unfortunately, they don’t know how to cherish themselves, but they have to Desperately with people.

Zhunti’s heart is extremely hot, because Xiaonan heard Daoist quoted from Senior Brother Own and said that he appeared from among the witches of Dongfang Daomen.

The Wu Clan can produce one such talent, and it may not be impossible to have a second one.

Zhunti thoughtfully, according to the tone of Daozu Hongjun at the time, the final result of the Lich War was that both sides were injured, and the net was broken.

If this is the case, it would be a pity. It just so happens that there is no suitable descendant of Own Western Church, and there is still no disciple who can do it well.

Zhunti Daoist thought that if he could save one or two talents to the West during this war, or accept one or two as his own apprentices, then it would be worthless.

Soon, Zhunti Daoist reached the eastern battlefield.

Sure enough, as he had expected, the world had been occupied by the Lich Clan a long time ago, and no other races were visible anymore.

Even the power of Sage disappeared in this battle.

Zhunti originally wanted to intercept or explain the teaching, but it seems that there is no chance now.

Because now Zhun Ti is still thinking about Daoist Daoist and Daoist Randeng.

However, Daoist does not insist on it. It is said that all the ten demon saints of the Demon Race are good heels, as well as several great witches of the Wu Clan, who are also supernatural and transcendent.

If one or two of them can be transferred to the West from a moderate level, why worry that the West will not be able to grow?

Western religions are widely accepted as disciples, and the preaching of the religion is actually similar to the master’s cut-off, because Western religions don’t care about each other’s background or good and evil.

As the saying goes, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha.

Just like the Golden-winged Great Peng Ming Wang, he was also born as a monster, and he was named a guardian of the Western religion by his senior brother.

It’s a pity that Zhunti now doesn’t know that the own Ruyi Scepter has mistyped his calculation, because among the Lich, it is impossible for anyone to follow him.

In this way, Zhunti has been marching on the battlefield, and he is transformed into an unnamed Rogue Cultivators, neither from the Witch Clan nor from the Monster Clan.

So after seeing him, the two sides will not come to trouble him.

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By the way, in Heaven Court, under Xing Tian Dawu’s unremitting efforts, he finally escaped with Hou Yi.

Hou Yi was still in a coma, and Xing Tian seemed to be exhausted. In order to turn around with Donghuang Tai, he had to flee with the unconscious Hou Yi.

This is simply the biggest test of Xing Tian’s life, as if God was making a joke with himself.

Xing Tian had just given an extremely painful teaching in order to slip away from under the eyelids of Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Now the power of the whole body is almost exhausted, Xingtian simply thought of a way to go slant with the sword.

If he returned to the battlefield of the Lich, even if he encountered a demon saint, Xing Tian would not be able to deal with it.

So Xing Tian flew towards a higher place, and he planned to wait for the strength he had lost to recover, or wait for Hou Yi’s brother to wake up before returning to the Wu Clan.

Now, the Wu Clan lacks such an indispensable combat power of himself, I am afraid this battle will be even more difficult.

But Xing Tian had no choice. He could only seek stability. As Hou Yi said, only if he and the ancestral witches were still alive, the witch clan would not be considered a loser.

However, Xing Tian, ​​who was sitting above the clouds, noticed something was wrong.

Because above Qing Ming, there was the sound of lightning and thunder.

But at this moment, it is obviously a clear sky, why is there a thunderbolt in the sky?

This made Xing Tian feel puzzled. Suddenly the void was shattered. After the void split, Xing Tian saw it from the tiankeng, the electric light flowing, and the beautiful and exquisite stars twinkling, which Xing Tian had never seen.

The tiankeng was not formed naturally, as if it had been broken by people, and there was a chaos and ignorance inside.

But suddenly Xing Tian saw a person walking out of it.

This is a woman with a very delicate appearance. Although her eyes are sophisticated, she can hardly hide her immature face. Wearing a blue shirt, this person is brave and heroic, like an immortal in the sky.

This person is naturally Beiming Sage’s big disciple Ling’er who has been out for a long time, but Xingtian Dawu didn’t recognize her because they had never met before.

Xing Tian only felt that the aura on this person was too terrifying. This was a quasi-sage, and the breathtaking power emanating from this person was definitely not under the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. It seemed that this was the pinnacle of a quasi-sage. Of the strong.

Although Ling’er didn’t know Xing Tian, ​​he saw the man Xing Tian was carrying on his back.

“Hou Yi Great Witch?”

Ling’er’s memory is very good. After Hou Yi had visited Beiming once, it was an invitation for Dijiang, that is, at that time, Ling’er had met Hou Yi once.

“You actually recognize my brother Houyi? Who are you?”

“I am the second-generation big disciple of Beimingzhihai.” Linger explained immediately.

“If I didn’t guess wrong, you should be the Xingtian God of War of the Wu Clan, right?” Linger guessed.

This made Xing Tian feel incredible, and said: “Your Excellency is really good-looking, you and I have never met, your Excellency can recognize me.”

However, after listening to Ling’er’s self-report of his family, Xing Tian’s worries were also eliminated.

Xu Qing of Beiming Sage, Xing Tian had heard about him. In the early years, this person was a close friend of his own emperor Jiang Zuwu, and he had a personal relationship with his own master Houtu Niangniang.

Moreover, in this battle, Bei Ming Sage also fulfilled his own promise. He didn’t want to help, which made Xing Tian admire Bei Ming Sage’s personality even more.

Looking at the delicate woman in front of him, Xing Tian couldn’t help but feel fascinated.

Even a disciple is so powerful that it is so terrifying, but he doesn’t know what Sage Bei Ming himself is now so powerful Realm.

“By the way, what are you doing here? Why do you end up here?”

Ling’er also found that Hou Yi was in a faint, and Xing Tian Dawu’s condition was obviously not good at the moment, so she asked.

Xing Tian cried and laughed and said, “This is a long story, my brother Houyi and I…”

After listening to Xing Tian’s explanation, Ling’er understood something.

But she didn’t plan to help. In this battle, she could only be a neutral person.

This time around the chaos, Ling’er also had a lot of interesting experiences and stories, and she wanted to go back to Beiming and talk about these interesting things with Master Own.