Chapter 1686: The Saint Hides! Chaos

"Hao Tian is about to start a war with Emperor Xin..."

Styx couldn't help sneering, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Human Emperor Xin's strength is not to be underestimated. He still has in his body the essence and soul of the first ancestor of the Phoenix Clan, one of the overlords of the three prehistoric races. , has more than half of the luck of the human race, what a Haotian, he is really a saint, he has exposed his true nature."

King Asura nodded in agreement and said, "Master, shall we reinforce?"

In recent years, King Asura has helped some forces of the human race to avoid disasters.

"Don't worry, I want to see the strength of the emperor Xin. In the past, this son dared to shave the face of the saint Zhunti, and he had the innate killing treasure, and he seemed to have injured Zhunti. He is the same as Haotian. If there is a war, Heavenly Court may not be able to negotiate well."

Ming He's eyes were like an abyss, revealing a strange divine light. He raised his head to stare at the Nantian Gate, and said with a sneer: "Besides, as far as I know, that person in the Pantao Garden has not fallen."

King Ashura narrowed his eyes deeply.

He knew that the land god in Pantaoyuan was the incarnation of Xiao Tian, ​​the number one saint in the world. As the incarnation of a saint, his strength can be imagined, and since this incarnation is not dead, it shows that the battle between the saints and the Dao of Heaven is still at a stalemate.

"Jiejiejie... In addition, as far as I know, a hundred thousand years after the saints disappeared, this boy Haotian couldn't hold back. He tested the reality of the Xiapantaoyuan and was repelled."

Hearing this, King Ashura couldn't help being puzzled and said: "Master, why does Haotian still have the courage to attack Dashang? How can I say that Saint Xiaotian is also a saint master of the human race, and if something happens to the human race, as the incarnation of Saint Xiaotian, he will never look at it." in spite of."

"Jie Jie Jie, the times are different. The human race used to be the protagonist of the Heavenly Emperor, but you must understand that the saints are also chasing fame and fortune. The sage Xiaotian himself is from the Pangu lineage. Who knows if he really cares about the human race."

King Asura nodded.

"Be careful, anyway, you can't let the heavens eat the big cake of the human race."

"Yes, Master!"

The prehistoric without the supervision of the saints and the way of heaven is just like the wild children in the kindergarten without the supervision of the adults and teachers. It is a mess.

Wars are raging all over the place!

Many great worlds in the heavens and myriad worlds, and the middle thousand worlds have fallen. Originally, they could only be small landlords in the prehistoric world.

This is a prehistoric disaster!

Jinao Island!

This is the dojo of the Tongtian Saint!

Because of the disappearance of the saints, the current senior sister, Wudang Virgin, organizes the disciples and brothers of the Jiejiao sect to guard the formation, waiting for the return of the Tongtian saint.

Because of the Jujiao Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court, although many disciples escaped during this period, there are Wudang Virgin, Guiling Virgin, Sanxiao Empress, and Tongtian's formation on Jin'ao Island, even if it is the quasi-sage peak. Can't get in either.

Compared with Tongtian, who is already good at formation and kendo, the disciples of Chanjiao are a bit miserable.

The Twelve Golden Immortals existed in name only, without the Yuanshi sage who protected the calf, some prehistoric powers, and forces joined forces to chase and intercept the extremely arrogant and arrogant Antarctic Immortal, Taiyi Daoist and others.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, the one who suffered the worst was undoubtedly the real Huanglong.

Huanglong belongs to the dragon family, and his blood is quite pure, but in the eyes of Yuanshi, he disdains those who wear hairy scales and lay eggs that are wet.

If it wasn't for Huanglong's orthodox dragon clan, who went up to the mountain to seek Taoism, Yuanshi would have accepted it for the sake of elucidating teachings, but after that, he didn't teach Huanglong any practice methods, supernatural powers, let alone spiritual treasures.

But now, because Huang Long didn't have a good relationship with the Twelve Golden Immortals at the beginning, he often bullied the Sanxians without relying on his own identity, but he was not too embarrassed. Many forces, Sanxians also know that the real Huanglong has the reputation of the Sanwu Daoist .

On this day, Master Huang Long learned that Guang Chengzi was trapped by quasi-sages on five hills and more than a hundred Daluo Jinxians, and his heart was dark and tangled.

After all, as a brother of the same school, although Guang Chengzi looked down on him, he respected Yuanshi Tianzun very much.

Not for any reason, just because of Yuanshi Tianzun's extremely protective character.

When the real Huanglong arrived, he found that the quasi-sages happened to have three friends.

Relying on some thin noodles, Guang Chengzi was rescued, but two innate spirit treasures were taken away.

Guang Chengzi was very angry. As a disciple of the sage, the chief disciple, he was ignored by Xiao Xiaoyin. If he reacted and noticed it in time, he could counter it.

"Master Huanglong! Are you with them? Just wait! When Master comes back, I will report the matter truthfully!"

Huang Long felt bitter in his heart. After all these years, Guang Chengzi still had such a personality.

Huang Long laughed at himself, and bowed to Guang Chengzi, "Brother, take care." After that, he escaped away.

"Hmph! Damn Huanglong! You're leaving in such a hurry to share the spirit treasure, right? I, Guang Chengzi, will get it back sooner or later!" Guang Chengzi looked at the place where Huanglong disappeared, his eyes were cold.

Abbot Xiandao ushered in a mysterious guest.

It was a blood-stained, pale-faced little girl who was only 1.3 meters tall.

"Sister Nuwa, brother Xiao Tian, ​​big villain Xiao Li, where have you all gone?"

The little girl is Lingzhuzi, Nuwa's boy, one of the seven gourd brothers and sisters who were born on the gourd fairy vine at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

These years, Lingzhuzi has not had a good life, because of her appearance and status, she has also been coveted by many forces.

In order to take refuge in the holy city of the human race, Lingzhuzi fell into a routine because she rescued a female fairy who was about to be bullied, and was besieged by a group of big Luo Jinxians. Following Xiao Li around and learning some tricks, I'm afraid he's about to perish.

"Where is this place? What a strong aura!"

"A lot of fruit trees!"

Outside the abbot island, the stormy waves roared, from time to time there were celestial lights flashing, figures shuttled back and forth, and mysterious power spread like ripples.

"What about the little girl! Where did she hide?"

"Look carefully! You must not let this Nuwa's boy run away! She has so many spirit treasures in her hand, and she doesn't have much mana now. As long as she catches them, we can divide the spirit treasures, and then we will have more powerful treasures." Use the means to catch the golden immortal who explains teachings."

"The sect master is right! Brothers cheer up! After taking the Concentration Pill! Your eyesight is sharpened!"

The siege of Lingzhu is a scattered immortal force secretly supported by Chaos Alien, named Qianjianmen. The owner of the sect is a near quasi-sage Daluo Jinxian peak, who is good at alchemy and kendo. .

"Master! Something is wrong here! There seems to be overlapping space!"

The head of the sect, Mo Youqian, hurried over, felt it, and indeed found the problem.

"Elder Liu, you've done a great job! I'm afraid that little girl escaped into a mysterious secret realm. If there are chaotic things in the secret realm, then we are really out!"

"Be careful to seal this place, and wait for the sect master to find a way to enter!"

"Yes! Sect Master!"

Mo Youqian researched for a long time, but still couldn't find a way to enter, so he could only contact a senior called Chaos Aliens in a special way to help.

Three days later, Mo Youqian led the disciples into this secret technique, which is the mysterious abbot Xiandao.

"Sect master! The spiritual energy here is too strong! There is still a chaotic atmosphere there! Oh my god! We really went crazy this time!"

Satisfied in his heart, Mo Yougan said with a dignified expression: "Be careful, don't walk around or touch these places, and follow the sect master."

"Yes, sect master!" The elders and disciples looked in awe.

Not long after, their worldview was refreshed and shocked.

"So many innate spiritual roots! We sent them!"

"Hurry up and pick the spirit fruit! I'm just one step away from stepping into Daluo Jinxian!"

"Don't be impulsive! The door master said, be careful!"

Mo Youqian looked back at the doormen, and when he turned his head, he saw only a black shadow. He took a closer look, his face was overjoyed, and he laughed.

"Little girl, you are actually hiding there! Fortunately, I saw it!"

"Follow the sect master! Grab that girl! Today's saint's spiritual treasure and innate spiritual root are all ours!"

"The head of the sect is right! That little girl has a lot of magical powers, and even a lot of spiritual treasures, but Elder Ben is so greedy!"

The eyes of a group of people were as red as rabbits, and the light of greed turned into substance.

At this time, Lingzhuzi was upset, and she cursed: "These guys are chasing really fast, just give my aunt a little time to recover her mana."

"Ahahaha! Little girl! Don't run away! In this secret realm, you have nowhere to escape! Obediently take out all kinds of spiritual treasures, supernatural powers, and elixir! Seeing that you are the child of the sage Nuwa Come on, we save your life, join me in Qianjianmen as a boy of good fortune!"

"What the sect master said is true!" Elder Liu laughed, and the flying sword in his hand shot into the sky, suddenly split into thousands, and the ten thousand swords locked on the spirit beads. .

"Hmph! Bad old man, it's another bad move! Do you really think it can hurt my aunt!" Lingzhu was puffed up, and when he was about to sacrifice Xuanming sunflower water beads, he only saw a layer of water visible to the naked eye. A rippling light curtain appeared, separated in the middle, and blocked the ten thousand sword lights.

Click!

Elder Liu's eyes were about to burst, he only saw Wan Jian collapse, and his own fairy sword was turned into powder!

"Do not!"

"Everyone, be careful! Elder Liu, don't be sad, there will be plenty of fairy swords in the future!"

As soon as Mo Yougan spoke, the rippling light curtain as high as the sky moved forward at an extremely fast speed, passing through Mo Yougan all at once.

Mo Youqian protected his body with strong mana, but in an instant, his heart was ashamed and he was in despair.

It was a terrifying force, he was like an egg being hit by a huge boulder falling from the sky.

Elder Liu and the others watched Sect Leader Mo vanish into ashes in an instant, and they all turned around in horror.

"Run!"

"Want to run? If you break into the blessed land of this seat, you have to stay and turn it into the nourishment of these chaotic spiritual roots and innate spiritual roots."

A joking and cold voice echoed.

Ling Zhuzi couldn't help being pleasantly surprised when she heard this voice.

"Brother Xiao Tian!"

"Human Saint Teacher Xiao Tian?" Elder Daluo Jinxian of Qianjianmen was stunned and stunned.

"Saint Xiao Tian has come out!"

The rippling light curtain swept across, like a bulldozer without harming the spiritual roots, and blasted a thousand swords and immortals into flying ash, even the six reincarnations, and completely disappeared.

"Brother Xiao Tian! Wuwuwu... Where did you go..."

Lingzhuzi Lihua brought rain, and tears rushed towards Xiao Tian who appeared.

"Nizi, this deity is still fighting fiercely with the Dao of Heaven, don't worry, your Nuwa sister is fine, we are in good condition, and there is hope of victory."

Lingzhuzi was pleasantly surprised when he heard this.

"Brother Xiao Tian, ​​come back quickly! There are no saints, there is no way of heaven, the prehistoric world is in chaos, and the world is too dangerous! By the way, how is Little Lizi?"

Xiao Tian's avatar left in Abbot Xiandao gave Ling Zhuzi a pat on the head, with gentle eyes, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, you're fine, you can take refuge here."

"Yeah." Ling Zhuzi nodded obediently, feeling at ease, she was extremely tired and sleepy for a while, and as soon as her tense mind was relaxed, she fell into a peaceful sleep.

Outside the abbot Xiandao, the eyes of the chaotic aliens were cold.

"Jie Jie Jie! What a fairy island with infinite resources! Since the sage Xiao Tian is not dead, I really don't know what will happen in the fierce battle with the wild world."

It thought for a while, but still didn't go into the fairy island, so as not to startle the snake.