"Boom!"
The sword light slashed the bronze coffin, and a vast aura burst out. Wherever it passed, chaos was cut open, and earth, water, wind, and fire surged wildly, showing a scene of destruction.
Daoist Three Purities had no choice but to release his protective magic treasure and flee far away.
The whole process lasted for several days. When everything returned to peace, Yin Yang Taoist was no longer in the chaos. Only the chaotic aura proved that something had happened here.
If nothing unexpected happened, this would be the most dangerous place in the primordial chaos for the next ten thousand years.
"Is he…dead?" Honored Lord of the Origin looked at the vast chaos with a touch of shock in his eyes. Just the aftershock alone was enough to make his three brothers retreat. If Yin Yang Taoist really used his full strength, how terrifying would it be?
"He should be dead, right?" Daoist Heavenspan wasn't sure. With his three fellow disciples working together and the help of the number one killing formation in the Wilderness, the Immortal Slaying Formation, if they couldn't kill this demon, then only the Daofather would be able to do it.
Grand Supreme Elder still had a calm look on his face. His eyes were indifferent, revealing a touch of coldness and ruthlessness as he said,"Once the Immortal Slaying Array is set up, there will be no chance of survival. I can no longer sense his aura in the world. It's about to be Master's second lecture.”
The Three Pure Ones collected the Immortal Slaying Array scattered outside and rushed back to the Purple Cloud Palace to report.
……
Under Buzhou Mountain in the Wilderness!
A baby's cry shook the heavens and earth, which made the twelve older children beside him anxious.
It was a bit of an exaggeration to call them big kids, because these guys were all thirty feet tall, had round waists and thick arms, and had huge physiques. With a leap, they could reach dozens of meters, and a punch could shatter a thousand-foot-tall rock.
However, if one looked closely at their faces, one would find that they still had a childish look on their faces.
Of course, there was an exception. She had delicate features and wore a grass skirt made of animal skin. Her body was relatively small and had a curvaceous figure. However, she had the body of a woman.
They were none other than the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who were formed by the twelve drops of blood essence from Pangu's body.
Just as the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were in a flurry, the baby surrounded by them, or more accurately, Qin Huanxi, opened his eyes.
F * ck, the moment I opened my eyes, I saw a group of burly, fiendish men. How could I not be afraid? The only sound that could be heard was the sound of fear. When it reached the corner of her mouth, it turned into a cry.
Qin Huanxi was both shocked and afraid.'I'm just going to climb Mount Tai. Do I have to travel through time?' They even f * cking transmigrated into babies. Who were these guys? Why were they all like savages?
However, Qin Huanxi quickly understood his situation. It turned out that he had caught up with the transmigration army.
However, his transmigration was a little tragic. He didn't transmigrate to become a Saint, the Heavenly Dao, or the Chosen One. He transmigrated to the body of Yin Yang Taoist, one of the 3,000 gods who had escaped the tribulation of opening the sky.
'This unlucky guy. You said that it wasn't easy for you to survive, so you should just hide obediently. But he insisted on stirring up trouble and starting a war between the Phoenix Qilin clan and the other two clans. He finally angered Hongjun and sent the Three Pure Ones disciples to kill him.'
The Immortal Slaying Formation was known as the number one killing formation in the Untainted Land. How could Yin Yang Taoist, who had been injured in the Tribulation of Heaven Opening, resist it?
It was not easy for him to escape with the help of his natal supernatural power, but his primordial spirit was on the verge of collapse. He had no choice but to stay at the foot of Buzhou Mountain until the moment Qin Huanxi crossed over. Unfortunately, he defeated Yin Yang Taoist's already fragile primordial spirit and occupied his nest.
"Wait, Buzhou Mountain? Then these people in front of us are…"
Looking at the group of savages, Qin Huanxi was stunned. As a senior fan of the primeval world in his previous life, he naturally knew that Mount Buzhou was transformed from the spine of Pangu, and the famous Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were born here.
Looking at the group of people in front of him, one, two, three, four…wasn't that just twelve?
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were born magical and capable. However, they had just transformed not long ago, so their intelligence was still at the level of children. There were only twelve of them in the entire Buzhou Mountain. They played around all day long, and it was meaningless to rely on the ground. At some point, a baby had appeared in the place where they were born.
The baby was born without crying or making a fuss, and only had a little intelligence. Seeing this, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery placed it near the Heart of Pangu, planning to use the power of the bloodline of the Heart of Pangu to give birth to the baby like they did before. In this way, they would have a little brother.
Thousands of years ago, for some reason, the baby started crying today, and it seemed to be in an endless state. This made the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery both excited and heartbroken. They were excited that the baby had finally taken shape after thousands of years of nurturing, but they were heartbroken that this kid could cry too much. No matter what they did, they could not stop him.
" Brothers and sisters," said Great Ancestor Magus Di Jiang," this child is crying non-stop. I don't know what's going on. Do you have any way to make him stop?"”
"Big brother, let me do it!"
The fifth brother, Zhurong, shouted as he stepped forward. He was the God of Fire, and he was born with the ability to control fire. With a raise of his hand, a fire dragon appeared and circled in the air, looking very mighty.
Little did he know that not only did the child not have a happy expression after seeing it, but he cried even louder. His smile was pale."F * ck, Zhurong kid, how dare you play with fire? I'll remember you.”
"I'll do it!"
Water God Gonggong, step forward!
He withdrew the Golden Divine Bamboo Strip. No!
Thunder God Qiang Liang stepped forward, no!
……
"Alright, alright, you guys stop.”
Seeing that everyone was about to go through it one by one, the situation did not improve. Instead, it showed signs of worsening. Emperor Jiang quickly reached out to stop this group of unreliable brothers.
Qin Huanxi heaved a sigh of relief. He had finally met a reasonable person. If he continued to play like this, he would be forced to transmigrate again.
Among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Old Nine Zhu Long was a clever one. He looked around and said sneakily,""A few days ago, when I was wandering in the Untainted Land, I saw a nest of tiger cubs on the mountain. The tiger cubs cried non-stop. When a tigress came forward to breastfeed, they stopped crying.”
Zhu Long suddenly coughed a few times and stopped talking. However, his gaze fell on the beautiful Houtu who was squeezed out by the crowd.
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