Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

What time is this.

How could Chang Xi care so much? You must know that in Chang Xi's eyes, Hou Yi's life is very important, and she will never let Hou Yi die!

Now there is a glimmer of hope, that is to enter Hou Yi's mind and awaken Hou Yi's will.

This method is very dangerous. If one is not careful, both of them will perish.

Although the Wu Clan has no primordial spirit, the will of the Wu Clan is very strong. If Chang Xi is not careful, he will be swallowed by Hou Yi's will, and the two will perish together.

That's why the twelve ancestral witches stopped Chang Xi!

However, these ancestral witches underestimated Chang Xi's feelings for Hou Yi, which could not be stopped at all.

I saw Chang Xi turned into a ray of light, and then entered Hou Yi's eyebrows.

"Hey!" Di Jiang sighed, the matter has come to an end, and he has no power to recover from it, so he can only resign himself to fate, and hope that both of them will be safe and sound!

If they are all fine, there will be one more ancestor witch in the Wu Clan, which is a great joy for the Wu Clan!

But if they are all dead, how should they explain to Wang Shu, this Chang Xi is Wang Shu's disciple!

And Wang Shu now lives in Mount Sumeru, even if he doesn't have to think about it, he can guess the relationship between Wang Shu and Luo Hu!

If it's just Wang Shu, they don't have to think too much, but standing behind Wang Shu is Luo Hu!

"Oh, I hope Chang Xi can awaken Hou Yi's will!" Xuan Ming prayed.

In the Zizai Palace on Mount Xumi, a picture appeared in a simple and simple mirror, it was the picture of Chang Xi entering the center of Hou Yi's eyebrows!

"Why didn't you stop Chang Xi? It's too dangerous. If you're not careful, both of them will perish!" Wang Shu looked at Luo Hui with some complaints!

Chang Xi is Wang Shu's disciple, so it's normal for Wang Shu to be so nervous.

There was no trace of worry in Luo Hu's eyes. Hou Yi would never perish at this time, because Hou Yi was the trigger of the Lich War.

If Hou Yi dies at this time, how to find the fuse?

Therefore, there is no need to worry about Chang Xi and Hou Yi. As a person of later generations, Luo Hu has the foresight, so there is no need to calculate good or bad luck.

But looking at Wang Shu's anxious look, Luo Hu still said: "Don't worry about them, if they are really going to perish, it's not now."

Wang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, with Luo Hu's words, obviously the two of them are not in danger now!

But when he listened carefully to Luo Hu's words, Wang Shu glared at Luo Hu immediately.

"How could they perish!"

"Well, it won't fall." Luo Hu smiled awkwardly, the metaphor just now was a bit inappropriate.

Wang Shu wanted to say something else, when suddenly at this moment, a beam of light shot into Mount Sumeru in the West Pole!

Luo Hu's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand, and captured the ray of light in his hand, it was a jade tube!

This is the sound transmission jade tube!

Baihu's sound transmission, this is a big event, Luo Hu glanced at Shu.

"An accident happened in the West Pole. You are in charge of Mount Sumeru, and you must not leave Mount Sumeru!" Luo Hu ordered, and immediately disappeared in place.

Wang Shu wanted to tell Luo Hu to be careful, but he didn't say so, and Luo Hu disappeared.

Land of the West Pole.

This is the territory of the Tiger Clan, and it is also the ashram of the holy beast White Tiger. The current White Tiger is one of the five holy beasts with the most holy cultivation.

He actually sent a distress message to Luo Hu, which is definitely a big deal.

You must know that although the holy beast White Tiger is the most holy, but it can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, even if Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian wants to kill the five holy beasts, it is absolutely impossible.

The blood cloud, the endless blood cloud enveloped the entire land of the West Pole, and a strong blood evil spirit passed down.

This made Da Luo Jinxian tremble, unable to exert 50% of his body's strength!

But this is nothing, what is really scary is that a murderous aura spread from the blood cloud, this murderous aura is too powerful.

Compared with the murderous aura in the four swords of Zhuxian released by Luohu back then, it is comparable,

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"Patriarch!" The Great Elder of the Tiger Clan looked at the Holy Beast White Tiger with shock in his eyes!

The holy beast White Tiger stood with its hands behind its back, looking at the boundless blood cloud, with a holy aura about it.

Behind him are eight elders of the tiger tribe, all of whom are of the cultivation base of Daluo Jinxian, and they are all at the peak!

But at this time, the legs of these elders were trembling, and when they looked at the blood cloud, they seemed to be looking at some peerless killer!

"You also entered the holy beast barrier!" The holy beast Baihu said in a deep voice.

This holy beast enchantment is a small world gathered by heaven and earth to protect the five holy beasts, and can resist the attack of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Patriarch, let's go in together." The Great Elder of the Tiger Clan said.

"No, this seat is a prehistoric holy beast, there is no reason to retreat!" Bai Hu said firmly.

The eight elders were extremely worried. The blood cloud was too powerful, and the powerful murderous aura prevented them from exerting 20% ​​of their strength.

In fact, Baihu was also affected at this time, and he could not exert 70% of his strength!

"Don't worry, I have already asked the Demon Ancestor for help. As long as the Demon Ancestor receives the message, he will come quickly!" Bai Hu said.

Hearing Baihu's words, the eight elders were all relieved. With the demon ancestor coming, so what if it is in the powerful blood cloud?

Xue Yun seemed to feel that the ants below were not so afraid of him, and immediately became angry.

One after another blood thunder was gestating, and a figure walked out of the blood cloud.

"Mozu? Is it stronger than you?"

This is a young man wearing a blood-red gown and holding a killing sword.

This young man's aura is much stronger than that of the ancestor Minghe, the god of killing in the wild, and he is obviously not a holy man, but a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

His face was majestic, as if the white tiger and the eight elders in front of him were ants, and even the demon ancestor was not in his eyes.

"Heretic, although I don't know where you came from, you will never know the power of the Demon Ancestor. If you run away now..."

Bai Hu looked at the proud young man and said in a cold voice.

"How?" The proud young man sneered.

"Even if you escape now, it's too late." Bai Hu sneered.

"Ants dare to speak nonsense." The haughty young man waved the killing sword in his hand, and in an instant, a powerful sword energy slashed out, attacking the white tiger.

"The world is boundless, the universe borrows the law, forgive me!"

Baihu knew that he couldn't block the sword energy, so he could only use the power of heaven and earth to instantly condense a milky white light shield in front of him!

Boom~~~

With a loud noise, the light shield shattered, but the sword energy also dissipated.

"A little cultivator who asked the realm can actually control the power of the world. I am becoming more and more interested in this world now." The proud young man laughed.

But his smile was very cold, and he swung his sword again between his words.

But this time the target was not the white tiger, but the great elder of the tiger clan beside him.

boo~~

The Great Elder of the Tiger Clan was instantly split into two by the sword qi, then corroded by the strong murderous aura, and finally turned into nothingness.

"It turns out that not every monk can control the power of the world. If so, then those who are useless should die!" The proud young man swung his sword.

I saw that the killing sword flew in front of the elders like a spirit snake, and in less than an instant, all of them fell.

There is only one white tiger left!

"Ah! You are looking for death!" The white tiger was furious, and all the eight elders of the tiger clan fell!

"Although you have mastered the power of the world, your cultivation is too weak. I just need a servant when I come to this world." The proud young man waved his hand.

A powerful murderous aura gathered to form a cage, trapping Baihu in it, and no matter how he borrowed the power of heaven and earth, he couldn't break through the cage and escape.

"Who are you!" Baihu shouted heavily!

He gradually calmed down, the proud young man in front of him was too powerful, he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.

With this powerful strength, I am afraid that even if the Demon Ancestor came, he would not be easy to deal with!

And just now this proud young man talked about asking the realm, what is asking the realm?

He is the most holy beast, not asking about the realm, so it is certain that this person is not prehistoric.

"This seat is proud to kill the king, you are a cultivator at the peak of the realm, and you are qualified to be the servant of this seat in front of you."

Ao Jian Sha Jun is the proud young man who suddenly released his aura and pressed towards the white tiger like a sea.

The powerful momentum made the white tiger seem like a small boat in the sea, which might capsize at any time.

But Baihu didn't have any fear, he looked at Ao Jian Shajun in front of him coldly, since the other party wanted to kill himself, even if it was death, he had to pull the other party's back!

Baihu didn't have any resistance anymore, and he wouldn't be the servant of this proud sword killer, he wanted the other party to kill him!

He is a prehistoric holy beast, once he falls, it will definitely alarm the heavenly dao, and at that time, the heavenly dao will be furious, and this proud sword-killer will not escape death!

"That Demon Ancestor is very powerful?" Seeing the determination in Bai Hu's eyes, Ao Jian Sha Jun immediately thought of a way.

"The majesty of the demon ancestor is boundless and mighty!" Bai Hu showed admiration in his eyes.

"Well, I am here waiting for your so-called demon ancestor, and then kill him. At that time, you will be my mount!" Aojian Killer said in a deep voice.

As for the body of the white tiger, Aojian Shajun could tell it at a glance. In his world, there was absolutely no holy beast comparable to the white tiger, so he raised his mind to subdue the white tiger!

Tens of thousands of years ago, he was retreating in the palace, and suddenly a huge force of time and space fell on him, and then Aojian Shajun appeared in Chaos.

After so many years of searching, he came to the Great Desolation, but he felt that the creatures above the Great Desolation were too weak.

There is only one existence like him, and the rest are cultivators of the Taoist realm, just ants.

But Ao Jian Sha Jun didn't know that there was a kind of Dao fruit in the prehistoric world, called a saint!

He couldn't detect the breath of a saint, so he could only detect the existence of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, the ancestor of fate.