Chapter 437: Birds of a Feather, Ice Soul Needle

After listening to the story of the casual cultivator with a plum blossom on his pig head, Luo Zu also understood the reason, and even deduced it himself to see if he was lying.

However, after deducing it this way, he did not lie, and the immortal who came to seek revenge did not seem to be an easy cultivator.

Slaughtering living beings, tormenting souls, and refining treasures made of filthy things.

Fortunately, there is no distinction between good and evil in the prehistoric world, otherwise this guy would be classified as an evil demon who could be killed by everyone if he fell into the heart sea and heavens.

Of course, in the prehistoric world, everyone actually did a lot of such things.

In the eyes of prehistoric cultivators, there is actually no difference between killing living beings to refine treasures and absorbing a lot of spiritual energy and digging out the fine gold from the earth veins to refine treasures.

As for the resentment of sentient beings, in their eyes, it is also a good thing to sacrifice and refine treasures. There are even casual cultivators who specialize in this kind of business, capturing some wild tribes and confining them for cultivation, then killing them to refine treasures, refining the seven emotions and six desires, and even directly harvesting the sparks of civilization and wisdom to exchange with other practitioners.

So when Luo Zu deduced these things that Zhu Mei did not teach, the other casual cultivators were also doing deductions, but they were not angry about it, but only spoke up for Zhu Mei.

After all, Zhu Mei also did this kind of thing, and the other casual cultivators did it a lot. Only the witch clan was restrained by Hou Tu Zu Wu, so they did not do such evil deeds.

After all, the human race also does this now, and Luo Zu actually did it too. He also collected species from the prehistoric world and put them into the heart sea and the heavens to evolve the natural environment there.

The human race also keeps living creatures in captivity and feeds on them, and even sacrifices the souls of other races. For example, there is a Ten Thousand Beasts True Man in the Shangdingdong tribe, who created a Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Calming Method, which can collect the souls of prehistoric beasts and can be used to strengthen the body and the soul.

So the right and wrong are ultimately determined by personal stance, and even more by species.

The human race does not think that dismembering a duck is cruel, and other races will not think that dismembering humans and devouring their flesh and blood is a cruel thing.

After all, it is the same thing to feel sorry for the same thing, and Qiu Ming is also sad.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu Mei has already let him go and spared his life, but he still does not repent and still wants to embarrass fellow Daoist. This time he should be captured and suppressed for 300 million years." A casual cultivator Jinxian spit out a long breath that is enough to burn dry the 300 million li of the lake, and said indignantly.

It seems that the two have already shared the same hatred at this moment.

Luo Zu was still secretly analyzing the situation in his heart.

Now, although we can't tell what they think from the faces of several Golden Immortals, their thoughts should be similar to Luo Zu's. They don't want to get involved in the fight between the prehistoric overlord and his challenger.

It can even be said that they don't want to get involved in the fight between the prehistoric overlord and his challenger. But how is this possible?

Although the saying that when two tigers fight, one must be injured can be used in nature, it can't be used in this matter. After all, there are still demons watching outside, and the witches and the immortal gate will not let the demons take advantage.

And to be honest, the immortal gate now emerges to compete with the witches and liches for the neutral scattered cultivators.

The scattered cultivators are the target of the immortal gate. Since the immortal gate has this goal, the witches and liches naturally cannot be left alone, otherwise they are cultivating strong enemies. After all, the immortal gate has grown to its current level without making any noise. If they are allowed to take in all the scattered cultivators in the prehistoric world, then the hegemony of the witches and liches will probably be in jeopardy, so how can the scattered cultivators escape?

The Lich and the Wu clan should have calculated how many independent cultivators there are in the prehistoric world, and they should have thought of converting independent cultivators into subordinate forces of the Lich and the Wu clan.

It's just that the Xianmen came with great force this time, not only to seize the territory, but also to arbitrarily modify the definition of independent cultivators.

Originally, the Lich and the Wu clan defined independent cultivators as individuals who live in seclusion and practice in their own caves.

But the Xianmen defined all cultivators who do not belong to the Lich and the Wu clan as independent cultivators.

This is incredible. In this case, wouldn't the five Hunyuan saints also be independent cultivators?

This is more overbearing than the Lich and the Wu clan.

And there are quite a few independent cultivators defined by the Xianmen. If they summon them, there will be many followers. After all, the Lich and the Wu clan have not done anything good in recent years, and many races have been bullied too much. When independent cultivators of the Golden Immortal and Taiyi Dao realms also defect to the Xianmen, the Lich and the Wu clan will have a headache.

Because of this incident, the Wu Clan accelerated their pace of assimilating thousands of races into the Wu Clan.

Originally, they wanted to take it step by step and slowly promote the implementation of this policy.

They also knew that there were many opponents, but the immortal gate was pressing hard, and the demon clan also had calculations, so they had to speed up.

However, this plan was easy to implement for those below the Golden Immortal, but it was difficult to do for those above the Golden Immortal.

The Golden Immortal was no longer an ordinary creature, but a creature of the Great Dao, and could not be judged by common sense.

It was impossible to assimilate the Golden Immortal, so they could only ask for an alliance, and the twelve ancestor witches would lead thousands of Great Daos, and refine a group of Golden Immortals in the destiny of heaven and earth. This would also be regarded as assimilating the Golden Immortals into the Wu Clan.

Therefore, the Wu Clan has two plans, one is to assimilate the ordinary creatures into the Wu Clan, and the other is to refine the destiny and destiny of these Golden Immortals into the Wu Clan.

This will strengthen the foundation of the Wu Clan, and even turn the earth into an iron barrel, so that they can compete with the demon clan with a more unified force.

Yes, the Wu Clan has always recognized the only enemy as the demon clan.

They actually don't care about the Immortal Gate.

In their view, the Immortal Gate is nothing more than that, and will eventually be destroyed by them.

However, this is how the upper Wu Clan views the Immortal Gate, but the lower Wu Clan attaches great importance to it.

That’s why the Wei Hou Tian Wu had this gathering.

Luo Zu only understood a little of the above, and many things were beyond his reach at his current level.

After all, the Golden Immortal was only considered a middle level in the prehistoric world, and could not reach a higher level.

He had to go up one more level and reach Taiyi to be considered the backbone of each force and be able to stand alone in one place.

He listened to Zhu Mei say a lot, and also listened to the others who shared the same hatred and enemies, but he also saw five scattered Golden Immortals watching silently on the side, and thought that they were also the objects that Wei Hou Tian Wu wanted to invite this time.

But when they were criticizing the Golden Immortal of the Immortal Sect named Zuo, a stream of light suddenly pierced in from outside.

Its speed was faster than light, faster than electricity, and faster than the reaction speed of the Tian Wu tribe’s formation.

When it shot through for three breaths, the tribe’s formation set off a storm, trying to intercept the stream of light that had already passed through, but it was a pity that it was too slow and nothing was intercepted.

Wei Tianwu's face turned dark.

But the light had already reached him, and suddenly dissipated, turning into a pool of clear water, and then turned into thousands of ice spikes. The number of spikes on this body was so large that even sea urchins could not compare.

"I am Bingpo Shenzhen, who is Zhumei, stand out and show me."