Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 21: Don’t let free prostitutes, Fengzu changes the consequences

"The Great Tribulation... It seems that my ancestor has spied on a lot of things from my memory."

Ran Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his tone.

Although he had been mentally prepared for this, he still felt a little unhappy when the facts were revealed.

The innate holiness of the prehistoric times, from the real great Luo supremes such as Rahu and Yangmei, to Zulong, Fengzu, and Qilin King, these outstanding ones among the innate holiness are all too unscrupulous!
The law of survival of the weak eating the strong and respecting the strong is vividly demonstrated!

"You got less from me, ancestor?"

Zhunti sneered: "Or do you want to get something for nothing from me, ancestor?

According to your words, that's called prostitution for free? "

"That's right. There is no such thing as a free lunch. Every drink and every peck has a cause and effect."

Ran Deng quickly regained his composure, and the congenital green gourd flew up from his waist, the mouth of the pot hung upside down, and a burst of devouring power erupted, sweeping away the resentment that was about to materialize on his body.

Innate and sacred resentment is a good thing, especially the innate green gourd that can reverse nurture into innateness, taking it to the next level.

Can't be wasted.

"This gourd!"

Zhunti's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and took the gourd in his hand.

"I got this from an innate saint named Yangmei. He is also a Supreme Being. I wonder if my ancestor knows him?"

Ran Deng explained on the side, letting Zhunti move his hands up and down the gourd without worrying that Zhunti would snatch it away.

What a joke, Luo Hu even gives away the best innate spiritual roots as soon as he says so, why would he covet such a little treasure like his?

"Old Ancestor, please help me palm my eyes to see if there is any backup plan on top?"

This was the purpose of taking out the gourd. This gourd not only involved raising eyebrows, but also indirectly involved Hongjun, the real Buddha, so he couldn't help but be cautious.

"It's just some cause and effect. You have my ancestor behind you, so don't worry too much."

Zhunti said disdainfully: "That old guy raised his eyebrows, ha! He's so sneaky and not as upright as Hongjun."

"Yangmei, Hongjun, do we really know each other? Or are there feelings between Daluo Jinxian?"

Thinking of this, Ran Deng asked: "Ancestor, how many Daluo Golden Immortals are there in the prehistoric era?"

"You want to know?"

Zhunti glanced at him: "Do something for me, ancestor, and I will tell you."

"Suddenly I don't want to know."

Sensing the strong smell of the pit, Ran Deng decisively cut his losses, and with a flash of consciousness, he wanted to withdraw from this space and end this trial.

"Bang~"

A black lotus bloomed, and the dazzling fairy light fell down, blending into the void, turning into a barrier that blocked everything.

Want to go out?late!

On the other side, Zhunti’s voice sounded at the same time:
"Those who have attained Daluo Jinxian in ancient times include me, Yangmei, and Hongjun, as well as the ancestors of Yin and Yang and the ancestors of Confusion."

"In addition, the three little guys, Qilin King, Feng Zu, and Zu Long, have all reached the threshold of Da Luo."

"Oh, by the way, there is also that piece of trash from Qiankun Patriarch, who is stuck in the half-step Daluo realm and has been unable to break through."

After saying that, Zhunti looked at Ran Deng with a smile.

"You are buying and selling by force." Ran Deng turned around helplessly.

"Then you dare not to sell it?" Zhunti asked interestingly.Ran Deng's lips moved, and in an instant, it seemed that there were hundreds of millions of beautiful words that he wanted to say, but in the end they still died in his mouth.

He said resignedly: "Tell me, what is it? I may not be able to do it."

"Jie Jie Jie! You can definitely do it."

Only then did Zhunti reveal the pure laughter of a villain. He raised his hand and threw the innate green gourd back into Ran Deng's arms:
"It's not difficult at all. When the three tribes go shopping, just use this gourd to collect a gourd of blood evil for me, ancestor!"

“It’s not difficult to step on a horse and scream!!!”

When Ran Deng heard this, his face turned green.

This is the best innate spiritual treasure, which contains the universe and can contain thousands of mountains and rivers!
It would take a gourd of blood evil spirits to be collected, and I'm afraid even if I trap and kill all three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, I won't be able to collect them all!
"Ancestor, I..."

Just as Ran Deng was halfway through his words, he felt a trance in front of his eyes. His consciousness separated from the space and returned to his divine body.

At this time, Zhunti's message sounded in his ears:
"Brother, are you awake?"

When Ran Deng came back to his senses, he realized that the discussion had ended, and the auras of Qilin King and Feng Zu appeared outside the palace door.

He glared at Zhunti angrily, Ran Deng nodded, and looked at Zhen Yuanzi:
"Let's go and meet our "king"."

"Crack~"

The ancient stone door opened wide, and the six innate saints gathered together. Before they opened their mouths, there was the sound of immortal music and Taoism.

"How are you preparing?" King Qilin asked.

"Everything is ready, we are both in the Taiyi realm, we are not weaker than anyone else!"

Zhen Yuanzi said confidently that this was the confidence his strength gave him!
At this time, Ran Deng stood up and said, "It's just that I still have a little doubt."

As soon as these words came out, five pairs of eyes all focused on him, as if the universe from all directions had joined in, putting heavy pressure on him.

"We have enough combat power at the level of half-step Daluo. The two fellow Taoists attacked Zulong together and gave him a painful lesson that he will never forget.

But are we still lacking in Taiyi-level combat power? "

Ran Deng looked around, and finally stopped at the four people on his side:

"We only have four innate saints at the Taiyi level, but the opponent has nine. Even if they are one against two, there is still one innate saint left that is unchecked."

"And an innate saint at the Taiyi level, as long as he frees his hands a little, is enough to wipe out all the combat power of non-Taiyi in a short time."

He looked at the Qilin King, and a strange power was quietly released. It was the magical power he had learned from the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus seed, and it belonged exclusively to the soul:
"My king, you don't want your tribe to be slaughtered, right?"

Hearing this, the Qilin King fell silent.

This was indeed a loophole. His mind was filled with the great enemy Ancestral Dragon, and he subconsciously ignored the rest of the innate holiness.

"No wonder fellow Taoists are full of praise for these little friends."

Feng Zu suddenly spoke, the arrogant look faded from his face, replaced with a kind smile, and said to Ran Deng:
"I have also discussed this matter with King Qilin, but I need the help of a few friends."

The surprise in Qilin King's eyes flashed away, he reacted instantly and nodded in coordination:

"Yes, yes, yes."

"I wonder what the ancestor needs me to do?" Zhen Yuanzi felt a sense of vigilance in his heart.

"My immortal volcano has an innate spiritual root called the innate sycamore tree.

Every 10 years, nine sycamore fruits will be produced. This fruit contains a ray of innate nirvana. Bloodline creatures can eat it to break the shackles of bloodline. "

"How about I exchange three sycamore fruits for nine ginseng fruits?"

(End of this chapter)