My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 147 A Twistful Reversal
Xizhou.

Unlike Nanhuang and Zhongzhou, which are separated by a strait like a jade belt, Xizhou is connected to the land of Zhongzhou, separated only by a double camel mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles.

The mountains are so inaccessible that the two sides are steep and towering. Only in the center is a huge canyon with a width of tens of miles that can accommodate a large group of people.

The two sides are high, and the middle is canyon-shaped, shaped like a camel's double humps, which is also the source of the name of the Shuangtuo Mountain Range.

Of course, the canyon also became the most intense battlefield between the Xizhou Guifang Tribal Alliance and the Zhongzhou Dynasty.

"Kill kill kill~"

Hanging tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, Han Shou overlooked the fierce fighting between mortal armies in the canyon, one black and one red wearing two different military uniforms.

The Guifang Tribal Alliance wore black armor, and the soldiers of the Central Continent Dynasty, which almost unified Central Continent, wore red armor. The two sides combined forty to five million people, like two torrents, crazily colliding and blending with each other.

Above ten thousand feet above the sky, there is a Wuwu dressed in animal skins, as tall and majestic as a little giant, holding all kinds of bone and stone treasures glowing with faint light, and fighting with the monks of Zhongzhou Daomen.

The heights of each Wuwu are about ten feet away, and their fighting style advocates close combat.

The monks used spells, magic weapons, and flying swords to fight from afar, and hated melee combat extremely.

An interesting scene suddenly appeared on the battlefield in the sky, hordes of martial arts waving weapons, chasing and killing Qi trainers all over the sky.

It seems that Wuwu from the Wumen is chasing and killing Qi practitioners from the Daomen, but in fact, in terms of the results of the battle, the Daomen has the upper hand.

Every time three martial arts fell, two Qi practitioners would have their brains burst.

Han Shou's eyes fell on Wu Wu thoughtfully.

Wuwu's fighting style and tyrannical body are indeed somewhat similar to those of the prehistoric Wuzu, and it can even be said to be a simplified version of the Wuzu.

"Ok?"

In vain, a giant with a height of more than ten feet, muscular muscles, and hair braided all over his head soared into the sky from behind Ghost Fang's army.

"Boom~"

The giant's speed was astonishing. The moment he jumped up, he had already broken the sound barrier, turning into a streamer of yellowish yellow light and rushing into the center of the Central Continent Qi trainer in midair.

"Bang~ bang bang..."

Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, at this moment, no matter whether it is the Foundation Establishment Realm, the Golden Core Realm, or the Nascent Soul giant, they have no power to resist in front of the giants, and they are beaten to death with punches and palms, even tragically. It's too late to call.

Behind the Central Continent Dynasty, three dazzling brilliance rose into the sky.

"Boom~"

"puff!"

Three middle-aged Taoists in luxurious clothes teamed up to blast the giant with a spell, but the giant's backhand shattered the spell, facing the void where the three of them were in the air with a heavy punch, and the three Taoists vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Witch King! How dare you show yourself? Aren't you afraid that the three grand masters of our sect will come out and suppress you again?" The leader of the three Taoists, with a mustache, yelled angrily.

Han Shou stared with great interest at the ten-foot giant and the three Taoists vomiting blood.

These three people, dressed in Taoist robes of the elders of the Immortal Sect, are impressively one of the Mahayana realm and two elders of the God Transformation realm.

Eyes narrowed.

In order to protect himself, Pingyao blamed the nine elders. These three... probably were three of the nine elders.

Calculating the time, if Taoist Pingyao really wanted to do this, at his speed, it would be almost here by now.

Han Shou doesn't care whether the nine elders are innocent or not, he just needs to be Ling'er's Dinghai Shenzhen behind the scenes.

Since Ling'er wants to recruit more disciples and prepare for the exhaustion of spiritual energy, there will inevitably be conflicts in the fairy gate. If Taoist Pingyao dares to lie to him and use delaying tactics to perfuse him, then he doesn't mind going to the fairy gate in person.

The giant with braids was bronzed all over, and sneered hoarsely with a broad nose:

"Three old dogs who can only hide in the cave?"

"Hey, if they have the guts to stay outside, just ask them to come."

"What's more, today is different from the past, they really dare to appear in front of this king, do you think this king will still be like a hundred years ago?"

"Boom~"

A terrifying and vicious aura suddenly erupted from the Witch King's body, the invisible aura squeezed out the surrounding air, and even the space was vaguely unstable.

The three elders were shocked.

Staring at the Witch King in horror: "You...you used the magic water?"

"Sorcerer King, your shamanism is most concerned with the purity of blood, so you are not afraid of offending the celestial shamans and gods when you use the enchanted water?"

Han Shou's eyes showed a strange look.

At this moment, the strength of the Witch King has broken through the limit of heaven and earth, comparable to a weaker angel.

Breaking through the restrictions of heaven and earth, but not being punished by heaven or being sucked in by heaven, this thing...is too weird.

It must be known that Han Shou is still urging the power of the human book to cut off his connection with heaven and earth, so that he has not touched the punishment of heaven.

The ten-foot-tall man in front of him didn't cover up at all, just exposed to the heavenly law of the Great Yan World.

But the strange thing is that Dayan Tiandao seemed to be blinded suddenly, and he didn't see that the opponent's strength had broken through the limit that this world could hold.

The Witch King looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "The Witch God Department?"

"The exhaustion of the spiritual vein is coming, and the passage between the heaven and the human world is about to be closed. Even you all know that you have to save yourself. Is this king twice as stupid as you?"

"At this time, as long as you can survive, who will care so much?"

The Mahayana elder in a luxurious ice-blue Taoist robe was frightened and angry: "The magic water is so vicious. Although it will greatly increase your strength after taking it, it will not be restricted by the heavens, but... within ten years you will definitely lose yourself and become a great demon!"

"Is this what you call seeking survival?"

The Witch King sneered: "Kill all of you, occupy the land of five continents, and win the luck of humanity, can't you still suppress the enchanted true water in your body?"

The Witch King obviously felt that he had the chance to win, and he didn't hide his purpose at all.

"Boom~"

"Witch King, you are so brave!"

"You just broke free from the suppression, and you still dare to show up? Do you really think that my immortal sect has no way to suppress and kill you?"

The void trembled, and a dazzling rainbow light pierced the sky and appeared in the sky ten thousand feet high.

The person who came was none other than Taoist Pingyao, the master of Xianmen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Taoist Pingyao appeared, the Witch King smirked and raised his legs to step through the space, and appeared in front of Taoist Pingyao in an instant.

"Boom ~ boom"

"My lord has been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Witch King opened his big hand, breaking through the divine light protecting Pingyao Taoist's body like a bamboo, and held him in his hand, as if he had caught a little chicken.

"Boom~"

The other hand slapped the three elders casually. The three elders had no strength to resist, and were smashed to pieces by the blasting space on the spot.

Han Shou's eyes lit up: "It's such a mysterious power, it's completely different from the power of the witch clan, and its essence is faintly above the witch power!"

"Interesting, interesting!"

"Hoo... oh!"

Spread five fingers, and grab the Witch King tens of thousands of feet below him.

Taoist Pingyao vomited blood in the palm of the Witch King, his face flushed red, and his bones creaked.

The King Wu sneered: "Pingyao, you little bastard relied on those three old dogs to suppress me for a hundred years. Today... is the time for you to pay back with your life!"

Before the voice fell, only the roar of the void was heard.

A big hand that covered the sky, gathered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, had firmly locked him, and with a "boom", it actually grabbed him in the palm.

"What?" The Witch King roared in horror.

The hundreds of thousands of troops fighting on the ground were already stupid at this moment, they had already subconsciously stopped fighting, and all looked up at the twists and turns above their heads in a daze.

(End of this chapter)