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"It seems that the disciples of the other two religions are also in retreat preparing for the discussion of the three religions two hundred years from now."

Huang Hao stood outside the Yuxu Palace and looked to the left.

He saw everything in harmony, and the bucket handle returned to Yin. The grass buds were green all over the ground, and the willow eyes were full of green embankments.

That was the dojo of Taiqing Saint and the location of the Eight Views Palace.

On the right side of Yuxu Palace, the scenery can be said to be a ridge of peach blossoms and red brocade, and half a stream of misty water and clear blue water.

This is the Biyou Palace of the Shangqing saints.

At present, the Sanqing saints have just become saints and accepted disciples. Although they have established different The sect has not yet been divided. There are three saints sitting on Kunlun Mountain. They are full of spiritual energy and extremely prosperous.

Huang Hao withdrew his eyes, no longer looked at the scenery of Kunlun Mountain, and walked down the mountain quickly.

"The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly."

Huang Hao glanced at the boundless land under his feet and the vast sky above his head. He let out a heartfelt sigh, then turned into a stream of light and rushed in one direction.

Huang Hao left the saint's dojo, and he no longer hid his trump card. , travel through the prehistoric world at the fastest speed.

The world of the prehistoric world is really too big and boundless. Even at my own speed, if I want to travel for ten thousand years, I am afraid I will not be able to completely set foot in it.

The long and long forests of the prehistoric world are vast, and apes and tigers are singing. Howl. Towering ancient trees cover the sky, and ferocious beasts and raptors roar and fly, a scene from the barbaric era.

Huang Hao left Kunlun Mountain to travel around the outside world, not just wandering around aimlessly. He came out this time to go Mount Buzhou on the central land.

The first sacred mountain in the prehistoric world, Mount Buzhou is transformed into the backbone of the great god Pangu. I have heard many legends about Mount Buzhou in my previous life. Now that I have come to the prehistoric world, I must come and see it.

The most important thing is Yes, I have long heard that there are many spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world, of which Mount Buzhou is the most important. You must try your luck. On

Mount Buzhou, there are outstanding people and places. Nu Fuxi and Nuwa are the ones who came into being.

And Mount Buzhou As the center of the prehistoric world, it is also the place where luck and spiritual energy gather. There are a large number of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and magic weapons. It is now the middle stage of the prehistoric world.

Huang Hao went to Buzhou Mountain because he wanted to take a chance, maybe he could get it The powerful genius treasure is enough to take his Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill a step further.

With Huang Hao's speed, it will probably take several years to get from the foot of Kunlun Mountain to Buzhou Mountain, but this is the ideal time needed.

Facts It has been half a year since Huang Hao left the Saint's Dojo, but Huang Hao still has more than half the way to Buzhou Mountain.

The main reason is that Huang Hao has great curiosity about this ancient world, and at the speed of light As he moved forward, it was difficult for him to see the things on the mainland in detail.

Whenever he encountered interesting things, Huang Hao would put down his steps and stay for a while. This would take at least ten years or even longer.

In fact, it is no wonder that Huang Hao , the earth is far less vast and natural than the prehistoric times. Huang Hao is still an earthling spiritually. He is curious about the scenery he has never seen before, and he also looks for spiritual roots and elixirs.

"The Yellow River has nine bends and thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds are blowing from the end of the world."

On this day, Huang Hao stopped by a large river and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar broad river in front of him.

Huang Hao couldn't help but recite a poem. He could guess that this was the Yellow River in the prehistoric period.

"Since the Yellow River is here, there must be human tribes around here."

It hasn't been too long since Nuwa created humans. Human beings are still in the tribal period with low production capacity. Humans must live near water sources to survive.

Thinking of this, Huang Hao flew up in the clouds and mist, and at the same time spread his spiritual consciousness to see Can he find a human tribe? He wanted to see the human beings from the time of his ancestors.

After Huang Hao practiced the Yuqing Immortal Art, the most authentic method of cultivating the soul in the ancient world, his spiritual consciousness was able to be meticulous and cover a thousand miles. No disturbance in the house can escape his perception.

"Hey, where does the blood come from? No, there is also a chilling air. It's not good.……"

Huang Hao suddenly felt the blood filling the air not far away, and immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed to the scene of the accident.

This is a human tribe, living on the left side of the Yellow River. There are less than a thousand people in total, most of them are mortals.

These people, men farming and women weaving, go out early and come back late. Although their lives are dull, they are contented.

Today was originally an ordinary day, but now a dragon emerged from the Yellow River with dozens of aquatic tribes, eating everyone it saw and burning houses.

The originally quiet and peaceful tribe had now turned into a hell on earth. The cries of children, the sighs of old people, and the defensive and angry yells of adults all came one after another, all of which were transmitted into Huang Hao's soul along with the sounds.

"stop!"

Huang Hao roared, exuding the power of a true dragon. He saw that the opponent was a water tribe. This power of the true dragon was best to suppress the opponent. This was the crushing from the blood.

The dragon, who was still spitting fire and burning human houses, suddenly felt When he saw the power of the real dragon coming from above his head, he immediately stopped what he was saying, and rose up with the clouds and landed in front of Huang Hao.

The dragon's whole body was pitch black, its head and horns were terrifying, and its eyes showed a fierce light. When Huang Hao saw it, The real dragon breath exuded, a cold light flashed in his eyes

"I have met my Taoist friend, but I wonder which Dragon King Queen I am?"

The dragon greeted Huang Hao. Although it is still in the middle of the prehistoric period, with the end of the Longhan Tribulation, the traces of dragons and phoenixes have become less and less.

Most of the real dragons active in the world now are after the Dragon King of the Four Seas. Only then did the dragons become so powerful. One question

"Who is your Taoist friend? Let me ask you, why did you bring shrimp soldiers and crab generals to attack the human tribe?"

Jiaolong is just a water beast with dragon bloodline. In terms of bloodline, it is not as good as the real Huanglong. What's more, Huang Hao is still a disciple of the saint.

Even the Dragon King of the Four Seas still has to be respectful in front of Huang Hao. Under the saint, everyone is an ant!

Anyone who is related to the saint will definitely pay more attention to it and dare not offend easily.

The black dragon and Huang Hao are brothers, so is this demon dragon worthy?

Seeing Huang Hao so angry, the dragon was a little confused. At this moment, he looked at Huang Hao carefully. He found that this true dragon had just entered the realm of true immortals. Although his bloodline was not good, he was already a strong man in the late golden immortal stage. In the ancient world, the strong are respected!

Strength speaks best. He found that Huang Hao was not as good as him. Jiaolong lost his good temper and snorted coldly.

"If you're hungry, you can eat whatever you want! If you came here because you smelled the blood and want to eat people, just say so. You look so sanctimonious and disgusting to me."

Facing Jiaolong's calmness and invitation, Huang Hao felt like he was stuck in his throat. He didn't know what to say. The other party's tone was too natural, as if eating people was a normal thing.

Huang Hao understood that this prehistoric world was after all a barbaric world of cannibalism. , in Yuxu Palace, although there are some discords between the brothers, they are from the same sect after all, and there are saints around, at least in terms of face, there are few fights, let alone fratricide.

But in the ancient continent , the monsters often eat small monsters, and the evil spirits are soaring, let alone the monsters attacking humans, no one cares about it.

This is a world of cannibalism, where the strong are respected, and the weak cannot even survive. Safety cannot be guaranteed.

Although Sage Nuwa created humans, she did not provide much protection to the human race. Although Sage Taiqing established the human religion, he ruled by inaction, allowing humans to develop on their own and enjoying the fate of the human race in vain.

But others do not care, Huang Hao couldn't ignore it. In essence, he still regarded himself as a human being. How could he sit idly by when he saw humans being slaughtered by monsters for no reason.

Huang Hao smiled coldly at Jiaolong and said,"Since you see it, I want to If you eat people, I won’t hide it. If you don’t take your men and get out of here, all the people in this tribe belong to me!"

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