Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 135 The long-lost thief, Xi·the surviving god·He!
"There is still a surprise."

Outside the innate formation, burning lamps walked out of the void.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist is here to visit?"

Within the formation, a cool beauty wearing a fairy gauze skirt was revealed.

It is the Taiyin Star God, Xihe.

Ran Deng smiled and said, "My name is Amitabha."

"Amita? You are that Amitabha!"

Xihe looked at the lamp up and down with surprise in his eyes. He had obviously heard of the name "Amitabha".

"Guaranteed replacement if fake." Ran Deng nodded.

"Your Majesty's arrival is unfortunate, the Star Lord has just left."

Just as Xihe was about to open his mouth to chase people away, he was interrupted by Ran Deng's words.

"I'm not here to visit old friends."

Ran Deng said with a smile: "To be honest, if I hadn't witnessed little friend Di Jun leave, I wouldn't have dared to come rashly."

The smile on Ran Deng's face couldn't stop when he thought that there were more than Daluo sacred statues hanging on the tree, letting him do whatever he wanted.

But in Xi He's eyes, His smile was a completely different scene.

Obscene!

This was Xihe's first thought.

He dared to come while Emperor Jun was away. What did he want to do?
This was her second thought.

Then, Xihe came to his own conclusion: This scoundrel is probably planning something against me!
Immediately, Xihe Miaomu looked at the burning lamp and spat softly:
"Bah! You're a jerk!"

Burning Lamp: "???"

"Fellow Taoist Xihe, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense."

Ran Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of coldness:
"I'm taking advantage of people's danger and adding insult to injury. It's just a dirty trick at best, but it can't be compared to being mean."

After that, he added quietly: "Or are you saying that Xi and fellow Taoist want me to do something bad?"

"Bah!"

Hearing Ran Deng's words, Xi He's face instantly turned red with embarrassment. Half angry and half angry, he raised his eyebrows and a divine light shot out from his hand:
"It's in vain that you are innately sacred, but you only think about beasts. Let's watch!"

It was like a clear moon appeared, flying in the void, slashing towards Ran Deng's neck, trying to hit him on the head.

"Innate Spiritual Treasure? It's only at the upper level."

The moment he saw its essence clearly, Ran Deng's fiery eyes dimmed again, and he shook his head in disappointment.

Not to mention how much he has seen, he himself has all the best innate spiritual roots and the best innate spiritual roots, and even more than one.

Therefore, a mere high-grade innate spiritual treasure is really not enough now.

Furthermore, He has already taken the first step towards Daluo, and his level is naturally higher than that of Xi He.

"Boom~"

A ray of cold flame spread out in a circle. It looked extremely fragile, as if it could collapse with a single blow. However, no matter how much the Moon Spirit Wheel slashed and attacked, it could not break even a single bit of it.

On the contrary, the burning lamp is just shot with a light palm, seemingly elegant and light, without any fireworks.

But falling on the innate formation was like being knocked down by a cosmic universe!
Amidst the harsh explosions, the solid innate formation shook violently, and a crack suddenly appeared, with traces of breath leaking out.

"how can that be!"

Xihe opened his mouth slightly, looking extremely surprised:
"You are actually as strong as Qilin King and Zulong!"

"It seems that Di Jun didn't tell you everything."

Ran Deng calmly stirred up trouble.

He is now an innate holiness who is devoted to the Tao, a God who has escaped from vulgar tastes!

Although Xihe was beautiful, and even though he still had the blessing of some living god, he had no intention of giving Dijun a hat.

Of course, He did not hesitate to add some spice to the daily life of the two gods.

After all, God’s life is long, wouldn’t it be too boring if there was only a hint of love?

"Hmph!" Xi He snorted coldly, his temperament becoming more and more ecstatic. This was another style that was completely different from the innate sanctity.

"hiss!"

Ran Deng took a breath of cold air, stretched out his hand, and the flames of the coffin lamp exploded, overwhelming the sky and rolling towards the innate formation.

One hit, two hits, three hits!
"Crack! Kick!"

A sound like shattering glass was heard. The innate formation couldn't bear it and exploded, revealing the true form of the innate hibiscus tree and the miserable state of the stars and sea gods!

"Fuxi also showed his ruthless side by consuming his body and scorching his soul with fire."

Ran Deng sighed, took a step forward, and passed by Xi He.

I saw Xi He tremble suddenly, holding the high-grade innate spiritual treasure Yue Jing Wheel in his hand, but he didn't make any movement and stood there blankly.

After the burning lamp passed her, she came back to her senses, and a sense of irritation at being ignored arose in her heart!
"you!"

She was about to speak, but was startled by Ran Deng's movement.

"However, if you do this, you will help me in return."

As if Ran Deng was talking to himself, he walked step by step to the innate hibiscus tree, and personally cut open the sacred hearts of the Xinghai statues one after another!

Under the scorching flames of Fuso Dao Fire, even Daluo Sheng couldn't hold on. The ordinary blood in his body was evaporated, leaving only the most exquisite blood essence!

Every drop is crystal clear and contains a trace of the great law.

Only one drop is needed to help the innate beings take another half-step to the level of Taiyi. It is a unique treasure!

But now, under Xihe's astonishment, Ran Deng didn't even use a bottle, he just put it in a pond!
Well, it is the Eight Treasures Merit Pool...

One after another, the crisp sound like jade beads falling to the ground kept ringing. Xi He wanted to stop them, but had no courage to do anything.

I can only watch as Ran Deng steals Di Jun's home in a fair and just manner.

Even after harvesting all the innate sacred blood essence and blood, this "Amitabha" was not satisfied, and took a bright red crystal lotus flower that exuded a strong smell of blood to harvest the remaining luck of the stars and sea gods!

She could swear that she had never seen such a cruel god!

This is simply too much!

“Windfall, ill-gotten wealth, cannot be kept, cannot be kept.”

Ran Deng was so happy that his mouth almost reached the back of his head.

In his perception, the recovery speed of the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit is like a Kunpeng, soaring into the sky!

A wave of fat!

"This innate treasure was not borrowed in vain!"

"Now let's harvest the essence, blood and luck of the gods."

"Afterwards, their true spirits can still reap another wave."

"Finally, harvest Emperor Jun and Taiyi Yibo when refining the innate spiritual treasure!"

"Perfect!"

“This business is a huge profit, it’s really a twist!”

……

On the other side, Kunpeng Cave Sky.

Kunpeng's psychological shadow was about to be sorted out by Nuwa, and now his heart trembled when he saw Nuwa.

So brutal!

Where is the hint of a goddess?

A naked perverted research freak!

Thinking of this, he looked sympathetically at the white-haired water monkey lying beside him.

"what!"

Suddenly, Kunpeng seemed to have seen something terrifying, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole:
"Da, Da Luo!"

(End of this chapter)