Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 12 The whereabouts of Yuanzi in the ruined town
"kill!"

The mighty army of hundreds of millions surged from the eye of the sea toward the wild continent!

The brutal murderous intention filled the sky and shook the sea of ​​​​stars. The invisible evil energy condensed into substantial clouds, shaking the earth and the earth!

Behind this army of hundreds of millions, ten innate saints walked side by side, opening up the void with great supernatural powers and magic power, allowing the army to "land" faster.

For a time, the prehistoric continent fell into endless bloodshed, and countless Houtian ethnic groups were massacred, driven out, and even enslaved.

And every time the ten innate tribes enslave a group, occupy a sacred mountain, and conquer a river, a stream of luck will descend from the underworld and be divided among the ten innate saints, pushing them to move to higher places.

Especially Zulong, he has touched the long river of time and space. As long as he takes the last half step, he will truly be promoted to Daluo, and he will be proud of the three thousand innate gods from now on!

In this era when Taiyi is the overlord of one side and some innate gods may still be just golden immortals, he - Ancestral Dragon - Ao Cang, is invincible!

At this moment, he was so high-spirited that even his nine "descendants" with impure blood were more pleasing to the eye.

The dragon has nine sons, each of which is different.

Qi Niu, Ya Zhen, Chaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Bixi, Bifan, Fuxi, and Chiqi. They were born noble. They were the combination of two innate and sacred bloodlines. They can be called "innate creatures."

It stands to reason that their qualifications should also be extraordinary, at least stronger than those "innate ethnic groups" created by their "parents" in an assembly line manner.

But success and defeat follow each other. The two innately sacred noble bloodlines gave them not only the true form that was "unlike their parents", but also the conflicting innate avenues, which made their practice slow down. Incomparable, even incomparable to acquired spirits.

This makes them already unpopular even worse. Their father doesn't care for them and their mother doesn't love them. They are just like nine created tool people.

"Brother, do you feel that your practice has become faster recently?"

As soon as Yaizhen opened his mouth, the other seven disciples gathered around him and stared at Prison Niu with fiery eyes.

Ever since they left the East China Sea and set foot on the ancient continent, the conflicts in their bodies seemed to have disappeared a bit, and their cultivation speed doubled and became faster and faster.

Hearing Suan Ni speak at this moment, he couldn't help but say:
"Second brother, do you think so too? I seem to be practicing much faster."

"Yes, me too! Me too!"

"Hmph, when we make great progress, we must kill those bastards who bully us..."

"Silence!"

Prison Niu first cautiously raised his head and glanced at the Zulong towering above the sky. Seeing that this "dad" didn't notice them, he calmed down and nodded, whispering:

"My cultivation has also become much faster. I am no worse than those "pure breeds", and I am getting faster and faster!
Let's all be more patient, and when we surpass them, we will pay them back double what they have done to us! "

On the sky, another wave of luck came, and after being "equally" distributed by Zulong to the other nine innate saints, he opened his eyes with satisfaction:

"Come on, come on!"

After saying that, he lowered his gaze again and saw the nine "descendants" of the newspaper group, and the corners of his mouth curled up quietly:
"You guys are almost there, just grow up a little more, it's just a little bit..."

……

"There are more and more creatures in the primitive world."

Two rays of divine light swept across the vast world, hundreds of millions of miles away in an instant, and were about to reach their peak.

It is the burning lanterns and red clouds that come out of Wuzhuang Temple.

This time, it took Hongyun 3000 years and nine ginseng fruits to heal his wounds. This was a blessing in disguise, and his Taoism progressed a step further.

After knowing the approximate location of Zhen Yuanzi from the ginseng fruit tree, he couldn't wait to pull the lamp and embark on this "trip to find friends" again.Ran Deng originally refused, but Hong Yun gave too much: nine ginseng fruits, plus a side branch of the ginseng fruit tree!

That's right, Hongyun not only wiped out all the ginseng fruits on the ginseng fruit tree, but he also didn't even spare the ginseng fruit. He was not a son of man.

"Not only the living beings, but also the traces of innate holiness have increased."

Hongyun slowed down and grabbed a qi machine from the void. The smooth and flawless charm marked its origin, just like them: an innate sacred statue.

Ran Deng glanced at him angrily: "Nonsense, you have led me to the center of the primitive world even on horseback. Can't there be too many traces of the innate holiness!"

At the end of his gaze, an immortal sacred mountain rises from the ground, soars into the sky, and stands in the endless sea of ​​stars!
It supports the sky and the earth, and even the sun, moon and stars revolve around it!
Not good!

Ran Deng stopped and pointed to the sacred mountain road known as the backbone of Pangu:
"You were hesitating along the way. Could it be that Zhen Yuanzi was really trapped there?"

"This...hehehe."

The truth of the matter is self-evident from Hong Yun's honest smile.

Ran Deng turned around and left without any hesitation: "Bye bye!"

Seeing this, Hongyun grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go:
"No, we're all here!"

"Is this something that comes here all the time?"

Ran Deng's finger almost hit Hong Yun's nose. Fortunately, he was born holy and didn't spit, otherwise he would have sprayed him in the face:
"Please wake up, that's Buzhou Mountain, brother!
With the way you and I are now, not to mention going in to look for people, we will be crushed to death by the pressure before we can reach Buzhou Mountain! "

"Um...don't you still have an innate spiritual treasure..."

Hongyun whispered sheepishly: "We will take turns carrying it. It should be okay if we don't go too deep."

Ran Deng's eyes widened when he heard the sound, with an expression of "Do you want to listen to what I'm talking about?", which made Hong Yun lower his head in shame.

Just when he thought Ran Deng would not agree, Ran Deng suddenly spoke:

"It's okay to go, but I have a request."

Hongyun's eyes lit up when she heard this, she patted her chest and said:
"What request? Fellow Taoist, just ask me, I, Hongyun, will never even frown!"

"That's easy."

Ran Denghua said happily: "Pindao calculated with his fingers, there is a destiny for you and me in Buzhou Mountain, and there are several innate spiritual treasures waiting for us.

After we find Zhen Yuanzi, how about we take a stroll around Buzhou Mountain? "

Hugging grass and beating rabbits.

That's Buzhou Mountain. According to legend, all kinds of innate spiritual treasures and spiritual roots are everywhere!
The innate gourd vine, one of the top ten best innate spiritual roots in the ancient world, is here, and every gourd that is knotted can reach the level of the best innate spiritual treasure!

The most important thing is that it is related to Hongyun!

It's just that it's really dangerous not to go to Zhoushan Mountain. With their Taiyi way, they can't go deep, and it's the same with the coffin lamp. After all, the coffin lamp is not a defensive spiritual treasure, and it doesn't lead to the right path.

But Ran Deng didn't panic at all. What were they here for?

Looking for Zhen Yuanzi!

And what does Zhen Yuanzi have?
The ultimate innate spiritual treasure - Book from the Earth!
After finding Zhen Yuanzi and having the protection of the Book of the Earth, Buzhou Mountain would not be allowed to be ravaged by the three of them...ah!
It’s a treasure hunt!
(End of this chapter)