Chapter 77 Haotian! Yaochi! Visiting the Saint Garden——

East China Sea.

Vast void.

An extremely huge ball of light with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles is quietly suspended here, and the light illuminates the void very softly, not dazzling.

Around the ball of light, golden dragon heads tightly bite the ball of light, and the dragon body winds in the void, and its tail is not visible.

It is like a golden chain, which firmly holds the ball of light in place.

And in this ball of light, there is a vast and boundless world.

In the center of the world, a holy statue with eighteen hands and twenty-four heads is clearly visible, but...

At this time, the holy statue was very embarrassed and collapsed on the ground, struggling hard.

Scattered around are necklaces and umbrellas, flower pots and fish intestines, blessed pestles, treasure files, golden bells, silver halberds, banners and other treasures.

"Is this... Zhunti Saint?!"

Not far from the light ball world, Yao Chi couldn't help but cover her mouth, afraid that she would scream and disturb the figure in the light ball world.

"Hmm!"

Haotian nodded, his eyes filled with shock.

Although he had expected it, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw Zhunti lying on the ground without the slightest dignity of a saint.

That's a saint!

The destination of countless great powers in the prehistoric world.

Before, in front of the Purple Sky Palace, Hongjun ignored or plotted against them, and they couldn't help but...dare to complain about the saint.

But now.

He was suppressed here in such a miserable way.

"Is this...Senior Changsheng?" Haotian immediately felt a deep respect for the 'Senior Changsheng' whom he had never met.

"Haotian, is it okay for us to look at the saint like this?" Yao Chi on the side suddenly whispered to Haotian.

It's not an exaggeration.

But the voice transmission Haotian received was really weak and soft.

He didn't even dare to mention Zhunti's name.

Although Yao Chi was simpler than Haotian at this time, he was not stupid. They saw the ugly appearance of a saint with their own eyes.

Then they...

"No problem!" Haotian shook his head and said softly: "Look, we have been here for a while, and the saint has not made any move."

Judging others by oneself, if it was Haotian who was really suppressed in this world at this time, when he saw someone coming around.

Regardless of other things, at least he had to pose in a handsome posture and pretend to be calm.

Instead of lying on the ground, struggling hard, showing his ugly appearance.

"The saint should not be able to find us at this time, but... for the sake of caution, let's leave as soon as possible!" Haotian said.

Yao Chi also nodded, and finally couldn't help but look back at the saint who was struggling hard, and then turned around and left with Haotian.

...

East China Sea.

"The first tourist came so soon?"

Ao Changsheng looked up outside the Taoist temple with a little surprise.

He looked at the direction of the void that suppressed the Zhunti saint.

As the person who created all this, it was normal for him to have the means to detect the arrival of someone.

"Two unknown quasi-saints who killed one corpse..." Ao Changsheng looked at the two figures that appeared beside the illusory world, and was slightly surprised.

He didn't dare to say anything about the entire prehistoric world, but he still knew about the quasi-saints in the East China Sea.

Not to mention other things.

After he suppressed the demon clan single-handedly, almost all the quasi-saints with names in the East China Sea had visited him.

"The aura of these two quasi-saints..." Ao Changsheng pondered for a moment.

The female cultivator was okay, but the male quasi-saint, in Ao Changsheng's opinion, was surrounded by a very strange dragon aura.

As a dragon in this life, although he had never come into contact with the dragon clan, the ancestral dragon bead that Ao Changsheng had obtained once recorded almost all the inherited knowledge of the dragon clan.

After looking through the ancestral dragon bead for a long time, Ao Changsheng finally found the information about the strange dragon aura.

"Is this the emperor's dragon aura?"

Ao Changsheng was a little surprised.

Emperor Dragon Qi, in the records of the dragon clan, is a unique breath of the dragon clan.

For the dragon clan, it will neither enhance strength nor improve cultivation, but when it erupts, there will be a strong majesty.

However, this breath is not innate, but will appear on the kings of the dragon clan, showing the identity of the king of the dragon clan.

The most powerful emperor dragon qi is naturally the ancestor dragon of the dragon clan.

According to the records in the ancestor dragon pearl, the emperor dragon qi of the ancestor dragon in those days was emitted, and that kind of majestic aura, no Daluo could make a move in front of the ancestor dragon.

Even when facing an opponent who is also a quasi-saint, he will suppress the opponent, making the opponent timid before the battle, and his strength is three points weaker.

But...

Ao Changsheng expressed doubts about the glorious deeds of the ancestor dragon recorded in the ancestor dragon pearl.

"The emperor dragon qi appeared on the body of a non-dragon... Interesting!" Ao Changsheng's eyes showed some interest.

"Could it be that this emperor's dragon energy is no longer exclusive to the dragon clan?" Ao Changsheng guessed in his heart.

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but think of his previous life. Countless emperors used dragons as totems, and dragon energy was almost the representative of the emperor.

He looked at the figure of the man next to the virtual world and gradually became interested.

"If this emperor's dragon energy is no longer the dragon clan, then could he be the king of a dynasty in the prehistoric world?"

In the prehistoric world, besides the two tribes of witches and liches, there are naturally other forces, some of which are vassals of the two tribes of witches and liches, or simply unwilling to join the two tribes of witches and liches.

These forces exist in various forms.

There are tribes, alliances, sects, ethnic groups, and naturally there are also the forces of the dynasty.

But...

"A dynasty established by a quasi-saint? I have never heard of it!" Ao Changsheng thought in his heart.

Although there are many forces that resist the two tribes of witches and liches, they are only two or three big cats and small cats, so the two tribes of witches and liches have no time to pay attention to them.

But a force established by a quasi-saint...

Just like the Dong Wanggong back then, even if Daozu Hongjun stood behind him, his ashes were scattered for you.

Even if the Dong Wanggong did not offend the demon tribe back then, he could not avoid such a fate.

"It can't be that after most of the combat power of the witches and liches died together, they aimed at the dynasty established during this blank period of the prehistoric world?"

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but come up with this guess in his heart.

If this guess is true.

Then Ao Changsheng really has to say something... Brave!

Although the war between wizards and liches has ended, it does not mean the end of the wizard-lich catastrophe, nor the end of the wizard-lich era.

For some reasons, the final war between wizards and liches came too suddenly and ended abruptly in this era.

Although in a sense, the damage caused by this wizard-lich catastrophe to the prehistoric world even exceeded the catastrophe of the three tribes in the previous era.

But...

The prehistoric world promotes the catastrophe, not to let the cultivators of the prehistoric world destroy themselves.

Therefore, how long this catastrophe will last is still unknown.

During the duration of this catastrophe, it is not only the chaos of the heavenly secrets, but also the undetectable aura of the catastrophe that permeates the prehistoric world.

As long as the quasi-saints who are slightly sober understand this.

Even if the avenue is turbulent and cultivation is difficult, most quasi-saints, even Daluo, would rather practice and would never choose to walk out during this period.

Even many prehistoric tribes with Daluo or quasi-saint ancestors would not choose to walk in the prehistoric world during this period.

After a few casual thoughts, Ao Changsheng withdrew his mind.

Although the emperor's dragon energy made Ao Changsheng slightly curious, he had no other thoughts of exploring.

Those who can cultivate to the level of quasi-saints must have no adventures or treasures.

He only paid attention to them because they were the first and second people to visit his masterpiece.

It's just...