"How dare you challenge Tongtian, even Da Luo?"
On the Sun Star, a man with a domineering aura looked down at the entire wilderness, and his gaze kept falling at the foot of Buzhou Mountain in the wilderness.
When he felt the familiar aura, he looked at the great wizard of the Xuanming clan and sneered.
In the entire prehistoric era, those who knew about Tongtian's power were either dead or sealed somewhere and unable to escape. If there is anyone in the entire prehistoric world who knows Tongtian the best except Laozi and Yuanshi, it is Donghuang Taiyimo. genus.
Since being beaten up by Tongtian last time, Donghuang Taiyi has paid more attention to Dahuang, the former base camp of the Witch Clan.
There was no way, the source of his beating appeared in the wilderness in the first place. Every time he woke up after recovering from his injuries, he would look towards the foot of Buzhou Mountain.
He naturally knew that the Xuanming clan came to the wilderness, but the place where Tang Hao first appeared was at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.
Before understanding the relationship between Tang Hao and those Wu clans, Donghuang Taiyi did not dare to take action directly when he saw the Wu clans like before.
As soon as he finished treating his injuries today, he subconsciously looked at Buzhou Shanxia again.
The confrontation between Wu Shuang and Qing He also happened to catch his eye.
Looking at the small sword pattern that suddenly appeared on Qinghe's forehead after Wu Shuang took action, Donghuang Taiyi looked disdainful.
A mere great witch, let alone one who can reach the sky, back then any demon king under his command could defeat the opponent.
But soon Donghuang Taiyi's face showed a trace of helplessness. In fact, in the final analysis, he and Wu Shuang were not the same.
When Tongtian was not promoted to a saint, he was severely stepped on by the other party. Now that the other party has become a saint, there is no chance of revenge.
"Do you... want revenge?"
Just when Donghuang Taiyi retracted his gaze and was about to close his eyes and meditate again, a voice that seemed to come from the deepest part of hell suddenly sounded in his ears.
He stood up suddenly, and when he saw that the Chaos Clock didn't respond at all, his golden pupils shrank suddenly.
"who?!"
Seeing that there was no one around, Donghuang Taiyi frowned and snorted coldly. The entire sun under his feet began to riot, and countless flames began to ravage the surrounding void.
"Then Tongtian can be a saint, and you, the Demon Emperor, can do the same."
"Submit to me and I will give you supreme power!"
Thin and broken sounds resounded from every corner of the Sun Star again, as if possessed by a demon, affecting Donghuang Taiyi’s mind to a certain extent!
But what kind of person Donghuang Taiyi is, how could he be easily deceived by others? Even after just a moment, he woke up.
He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air in his heart, and Dong Huangtai showed deep fear in his eyes.
Until now, he has not seen where the speaker is!
With a wave of his hand, the Chaos Bell rose from the ground, and then stopped steadily on top of its head, and the tiny sounds in his ears disappeared.
Now that his injury has not healed, all kinds of people dare to ride on his head. Donghuang Taiyi meditates again and ignores them.
There was no way, the wounds from the battle with the Witch Clan were too severe, and both sides used real fire. If Donghuang Taiyi hadn't relied on the power of the sun to sustain his injuries, he probably wouldn't have been able to heal in his lifetime.
"Hmph, does it mean that when someone becomes a saint through Tongtian, he founded the Jie Sect? That means he has the Hongmeng Purple Qi given by the original Taoist Patriarch!"
"You also gave me supreme power. Who do you think you are? Are you the same existence as Dao Ancestor?"
With a cold snort in his heart, Sun Star fell into complete silence, except for wisps of demon-like mist spreading in some hidden corners.
...
For some reason, Buzhou Shanxia has never been quiet since he was hit by Gonggong last time.
First, there was an energy storm raging, and then two ancient ferocious beasts fought over the innate treasure, the Jiuzhou Sheji Map, and then there was the Emperor's Finger of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Now, the entire Buzhou Mountain is filled with an extremely terrifying aura.
Over the human town, when Xuan Ming watched Wu Shuang attack Qinghe, he was ready to think about how to extinguish Tang Hao's anger.
She still remembered what Qing He said back then. Master Tongtian once told Qing He that as Tang Hao's mount, he could meet a saint without worshiping him!
What is the concept of meeting a saint and not worshiping him?
It can be said that even if the owner of Qinghe is also a saint, she cannot be given this right.
As a famous being in the ancient world, Master Tongtian cannot lie, so there is only one possibility, that is, the master of Qinghe is a being who is on par with the Taoist ancestors!
Because only the mount of Tao Ancestor is qualified to meet a saint without worshiping him!
"Damn Wu Shuang, I should have killed him right away!"
Endless anger flashed in Xuan Ming's beautiful pupils, but the next moment, the anger turned into shock.
The endless killing energy began to rage under the feet, and there was a certain edge contained in it that seemed to be able to cut off everything in the world!
Is this... the sword intention of Tongtian?
Although there are many sword wielders in the entire prehistoric era, apart from Tong Tian and Xuan Zhen, there is no one else who has such a killing spirit.
On the other side, Wu Shuang's mind was completely sluggish at this time.
Inexplicably, his mind thought of the domineering figure falling from the sun a hundred thousand years ago.
At the beginning, he felt the same way in his heart, powerless, desperate, and sluggish.
There was no escape, because there was no point in running away.
The old and decayed eyes looked at Qinghe who was less than half a step away from him. Wu Shuang said the last words before he died.
"You are actually...the mount of Saint Tongtian!"
When the words fell, Wu Shuang was no different from the ancient ferocious beast before. Wu Shuang didn't even have time to manifest the true form of the witch clan. His whole body seemed to be penetrated by countless sharp lines from all sides.
Poof, countless tiny pieces of flesh and blood were scattered all over the place.
Because of Qiongqi's previous experience, Qinghe had already taken several steps back when Wu Shuang said the last words.
Looking at this familiar scene, even though he had already expected that the sword intention left by Tongtian would be very powerful, Qinghe still felt a little shocked in his heart.
This is a big Luo creature!
If nothing else happens, even if he becomes an adult, he will probably be the same as that Qiongqi and become the Taiyi Golden Immortal!
In other words, Wu Shuang's realm is beyond his reach in this life!
But such a being actually died in front of him so lightly. The most important thing was that it was not the Lord Tongtian who came in person, but just the three swords he gave casually.
Swallowing with difficulty, Qinghe thought of the elegant look of Master Tongtian in front of him, and finally understood how terrifying the other party was!
Qinghe knew very well that the reason why she was able to be associated with beings like Master Tongtian was because she was Tang Hao's mount.
For a moment, Qinghe felt extremely lucky that he had been successfully accepted by Tang Hao.
Not to mention other things, if it weren't for Tang Hao, she would have been swallowed by that big snake long ago!
At this time, the entire town fell into silence. Although the humans who were not present did not know what happened, the terrifying atmosphere permeating the world still made them hide in their homes and tremble.
Fortunately, Master Tongtian's sword intent was only aimed at Wu Shuang. Otherwise, just the slightest hint of aura would have probably leveled the entire human race to the ground.
At this time, everyone present was also stunned. Everyone stared at the pile of minced meat on the ground with wide eyes and disbelief.
The people present, even those ordinary people with no cultivation, also know what kind of existence the great witch of the witch clan is.
For example, Zhisheng, Dayi, Wangshu, Qingyou, and Di Liao knew exactly what Da Luo meant.
Just die? Am I dreaming?
Behind Qing He, Wangshu from the innate human race pinched his arm and suddenly exclaimed!
It hurts, I'm not dreaming!
Wu Shuang is really dead!
boom!
Everyone finally reacted, and there was an uproar at the scene.
Everyone looked at Qinghe in disbelief, including those humans who knew her identity.
"You...who are you?! You can't be the Great Ancestor's mount!"
The three of Di Liao had already fallen into collapse. One of them pointed at Qing He with trembling legs and yelled hoarsely.
There are only three great witches in the Xuanming clan, and now one of them has died so inexplicably, which is a huge blow to the entire tribe!
Could it be that, as Wu Shuang said before he died, Qinghe is the mount of Tongtian?
How can it be!
Tongtian was the most elite being in the entire prehistoric world. If Qinghe could become his opponent's mount, why would he need to stay in this place where nothing matters?
"who I am?"
At this time, Qinghe finally came to her senses. Looking at Di Liao and the other two people who were trembling with fear in their eyes, she grinned and revealed two small tiger teeth.
"I am my husband's mount."
"Now you know you are afraid? When you insulted my husband, I remember you didn't have this expression!"
