Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

More than a dozen people in black were whispering, talking about what they were talking about.

"The master said that only one of these three people is enough."

"But these three people are among the best under Sage in the wild, who is better to choose?"

They seem to be hesitating and difficult to make a final decision.

"I think I will choose Fuxi, this person is pretty good."

"Absolutely no Fuxi god-tier is an ancient god-tier, mysterious and unpredictable, not to be underestimated, it seems that even the owner is afraid of it, I think it is better." Several people have different opinions.

"Yes, Fuxi's sister is the great Nuwa Sage. If she provokes her, it will be a lot of trouble."

But in the end, they unanimously agreed with this statement and decided to spare Fuxi a horse.

It seems that there is something on Fuxi's body that they don't want to touch.

"As far as I know, Daoist is also one of the three corpses of Sage, and it is also a very difficult existence. He also met with his master once."

"Haha, did he break the body of the black mosquito Daoist last time in the wild?" One of the people in black said with a smile, seeming to think this is a great shame for the black mosquito Daoist.

It is a pity that the current Daoist of the black mosquito has been mixed into them, and the free Daoist can't distinguish it. Which of them is the Daoist of the black mosquito before, maybe only they know it.

After a long period of discussion, they finally decided to keep the ancestor of Styx.

"I think it's the best. The ancestor of Styx has no backing in the prehistoric, but it's just like a waste. If he can use it for the master, it will be his great honor."

Hearing this, the ancestor of the river was almost vomiting blood in anger.

I think he was also a domineering ancestor in the predicament, but now he is said to be rubbish, and no one can bear this.

"Wow, madness old man, you guys, dare you to insult the old man openly, and you won't be able to die?" Styga's teeth tickled and yelled loudly.

But these black Daoists were not moved at all, they were still discussing.

"Well, that's it, it's you, Styx!"

Styghe became violent, and cursed: "You people who do not know how to live or die, even despise this seat. It seems that you want to let you know how good I am."

One of the men in black glanced fiercely at the ancestor Styx, and said, "Old thing, you dare to yell when you die, shut up!"

He stepped forward angrily, and slapped the slap on the face of the ancestor Styx. The ancestor Styx was about to fight back, but the person's body suddenly exuded an extremely powerful aura, which was far away. It was not something that the ancestor Styx could contend, and he directly squeezed the ancestor Styx, and he stunned and did not dare to move.

"Is this the power of Sage?"

The ancestor of Styx, muttering to himself in his heart. His instincts have always been very accurate. He didn't expect such a shameless black Daoist to have Sage's terrible Cultivation Base. This is beyond the imagination of the ancestors of the Styx, and it is no different from Sage's hands-on. Although the ancestor of Styx is quite arrogant, he has always done things well.

In the heart of the ancestors of Styx, there has always been a principle that a big man can bend and stretch.

"Huh, now I know how to be a good student, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat with you, a reckless old thing." Daoist in black did not give a face, openly insulting the ancestor of Styx.

Ancestor Styx closed his eyes, he didn't say anything, just motionless.

"Well, you two, you can also get out. This time I count you two lucky." The black Daoist gave Daoist and Fuxi a vicious look with a vicious expression on his face.

Fuxi was very witty and did not dare to respond.

But Daoist is not a soft persimmon, and sneered: "Someday you will pay for what you say today."

Zizai Daoist has always been such a lawless character. Even if the opponent is Sage, Zizai Daoist will not look at each other because of this, because in his heart, apart from his own main body, Kunpeng ancestor, there is no more in this world. There is nothing to scare him.

"Huh, get out of here!"

Daoist in black did not face the threat of Daoist on the spot. He just flicked his own sleeve, a majestic force, surging out, and hit the body of Daoist and Fuxi god-tier.

The two people felt dizzy for a while, and fell into a groggy state.

But after the two of them woke up, they found that they were no longer in chaos, but returned to the place where they left before, and Daoist glanced around at the surrounding scenery.

This is the peach blossom forest of Qingqiu Mountain.

However, Fuxi god-tier also returned to the fringe waters, where the ancestral dragon fell.

Fuxi god-tier looked around, thinking, he couldn't believe that everything he had experienced before was real, it was like a dream, usually so illusory.

He shook his head, put aside these messy thoughts in his mind, and then left here, now the leader of the fish and dragon clan is dead. This race will have no leader in the future, and it will be impossible for this race to shine in this prehistoric land. The fish and dragon clan, in the end, could not escape the fate of everyone, but all of this has nothing to do with Fuxi.

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Qingqiu Mountain, in the peach blossom forest, since Daoist has been sitting for a while, he adjusted the aura in his body to the peak state, and then jumped up and displayed the fast magical powers and quickly walked out of this peach blossom forest. It appeared, and the enchantment that was placed here before seems to have disappeared, and the Cultivation Base, which is Daoist, will no longer be restricted.

Bai Feng would fish in the creek every day. He was waiting for the day when Daoist came out, but it was a pity that Daoist never came out.

This made Bai Feng very sentimental. He even wondered if Daoist was already dead inside. If that was the case, he was killed by himself. Thinking of this, Bai Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt.

Suddenly behind Bai Feng, a person patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, why are you fishing here? There is nothing to fish in this small stream."

It was Daoist's voice, he came here after he walked out of the peach blossom forest.

"Senior, are you still alive?" Bai Feng was shocked.

Zizai Daoist smiled: "What are you talking about, can I still die? There is indeed a hidden mystery here, haha, brother Baifeng, you help me accomplish a wonderful thing. This time I owe you a favor. ."

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