My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 15 The Great Disciple of Pindao Jiejiao, Duobao, Who Are You?
snow white!

The white is dotted with dark red blood.

Han Shou stepped out of the space passage, and the scenery that greeted him shocked him.

These are snow-white mountains stretching straight into the sky.

White is the color of heavy snow.

The color of blood is the blood of dozens of great demon corpses that are towering like mountains and the blood of broken corpses all over the ground.

The scenery that caught the eye was frozen for thousands of miles, and the cold air ravaged the world.

Han Shou couldn't help shivering and shrinking his neck.

"This... Where is this place? I'm just a soul body, and I have a Yin soldier's armor to isolate the cold and heat, so I feel cold?"

"This is the wild and extreme north!"

"Huh? Where's the little pillar?"

A thunderous sound exploded in the air.

Han Shou felt a cloud over his head, and subconsciously raised his head to take a closer look.

Even after seeing Xing Tian's imposing body, looking at the real giant whose calves can only be seen above his head, and above the calves covered by thick ice clouds, he was still shocked.

"Shu~"

At this moment, the two calves, which were taller than ordinary mountains, shrank rapidly, revealing a soft middle-aged man with a well-proportioned figure and full head of white hair under the ice cloud.

Even though his body has shrunk significantly, Han Shou can only look up.

Shrinking from a height of one hundred thousand feet to a thousand feet, it is still 3000 meters high!
"Where's the little pillar?"

The middle-aged man spoke in the usual tone, but in Han Shou's ears, there was still the sound of thunder that pierced his eardrums and caused severe pain.

Han Shou's pupils shrank.

He vaguely guessed that the giant in front of him, who was ten times taller than Xing Tian after he cast the law, was probably one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Honestly and well-behaved: "So that seniors can learn that brother 'Zhu' gave me the deity order, and in the future, all matters related to washing the ground and collecting corpses will be handled by juniors."

The soft-faced middle-aged giant was silent for a moment before laughing.

"Xiao Zhuzi is still thinking about returning to the tribe and is still gritting his teeth and cultivating?"

"Forget it, it's always good to have a heart!"

"Little thing, what's your name?"

"Junior Han Shou, the incumbent net chieftain of the underworld!"

The middle-aged giant nodded slightly: "Since Xiao Zhuzi still doesn't want to be the Yin God of the underworld, you should step up your practice and reach the level of taking over a righteous god as soon as possible!"

"At that time, sister Houtu will not refuse!"

The middle-aged giant looked at Han Shou slightly with admiration, so he said a few more words.

When a little Yin soldier of the human race faced him, the ancestor witch, he was not affected by his natural coercion, but instead responded with ease.

Enough to make him take another look.

He didn't know that Han Shou, who had the primordial purple energy in his body, was naturally ignorant of all aura and coercion.

"Human boy, do it well!" The middle-aged giant said, stepping on the earth-shaking steps and leaving in an instant, leaving only the thunder that shattered the clouds.

When the corner of his eye was attracted by the corpses of big monsters like mountains in front of him, Han Shou immediately didn't care to think about which ancestor witch the other party was.

The corpse in front of him still exuded a heaven-like coercion, covering a radius of ten thousand li unscrupulously.

Within this range, life forms such as ferocious beasts and monsters without intelligence dare not approach.

The little demon who had enlightened his wits, was deterred by coercion and couldn't get close.

If there is no net chieftain of the underworld to collect the corpses, these corpses will soon turn into a highly poisonous miasma, and I am afraid that except for Daluo Jinxian, Jinxian will not dare to break in.

Han Shou's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Get rich, get rich!"

"The coercion of these big monster corpses is no less than ten times stronger than last time."

"The big monsters who can make Zuwu personally attack, not to mention the Daluo Jinxian-level monster clan, there will be no shortage of Jinxian-level or even Taiyi Jinxian-level!"

"If you can detain the corpse and wait until the return time to bring back Dayan, then the result..."

Glancing at the illusory hourglass on his left arm, his eyes froze.

"Why so slow?"

"It has been four or five hours since time travel. Why does the sand in the hourglass only consume about 1%?"

Han Shou suddenly felt bad.

It's only 1% for four or five hours, and it takes four or five hundred hours to consume more than a month?
No matter how bad the premonition is, the work must continue.

He took off the God Order on his waist, and pointed at the head portrait of Taotie in front.

"Om~"

The gods made the sky turn into a giant black hole.

"Huh~"

Among the snow-capped mountains, the corpses of huge monsters were swallowed by the black hole.

"Shu~"

After collecting the corpse, the deity order was returned to his hand, and Han Shou could barely hold onto it and fell to the ground.

The corner of his eyes twitched: "Anyway, it's an artifact of the underworld. It obviously has the function of storing things, but it doesn't even have the function of being light and heavy. Who made this? The ability to refine weapons is not good!"

"Ah!"

"What a big breath!"

Han Shou muttered that he had just vomited badly, and a cold snort made him dizzy.

Before he woke up, a more explosive roar roared in the distance:

"Co-workers!"

"You dare to slaughter my Heavenly Court general tribe!"

"Could it be that you want to provoke a war between the two clans again?"

Han Shou, who was already dizzy, became even more dizzy.

When his mind came back from a blank, between the very distant sky.

A phantom of the majestic and noble emperor piercing through the heaven and earth, wearing a golden imperial robe, was fighting endlessly with that soft and beautiful middle-aged giant.

"Boom boom boom..."

Exploding thunder came from far away in the sky.

Han Shou stared at the distance with jaw-dropping eyes. Mountains piercing into the sky collapsed one after another, and the earth trembled violently.

There is a picture and a book on the emperor's head, and there are many necklaces hanging down to cover it, allowing the ancestor witch's fists and feet to roar, bombarded with huge waves that can destroy the world, and it is still as stable as Mount Tai.

Han Shou's scalp was numb.

This is still a battle between the two sides not knowing how far away from here.

If it was nearby, even the slightest aftermath could wipe out his bones.

Even if the violent wind spreads thousands of miles away, it still blows off huge trees hundreds of feet high, and the sand and gravel on the ground roll back, and even huge unfathomable cracks spread from extremely far away from time to time.

Han Shou's heart trembled: "The two Lich clans are fighting so recklessly, it's so destructive!"

"Wouldn't it be precarious for the human race and even other races living in the wild?"

A Youyou sighed beside him: "Who said no?"

Han Shou came back to his senses abruptly, and turned his head to see that at some point beside him there was a chubby monk in a white Taoist robe.

Han Shou was so frightened that he almost shut himself up.

If this guy did something to him, wouldn't he die silently?

Gan!
Honghuang is too dangerous!

The Great Flame World is much safer.

Seriously!

If it weren't for the passage back to Dayan, it wouldn't be able to open now.

He will definitely return to Dayan immediately without hesitation, and if he can, he will never come to Honghuang again!
At any time, there will be a big boss who has the power to destroy the sky and destroy the earth. He is not strong enough, and he doesn't know how to die. However, all kinds of high-level people like to appear and disappear, and they are billions of times more terrifying than the most brilliant assassins.

Who would want to come to a place like this?
Squeeze a little smile, and cup your hands; "Haven't you consulted the elders?"

The fat Taoist stared at Han Shou, with a half-smile: "The poor Taoist is the one whose refining ability is not good enough!"

"Since your Excellency said that the poor way of making weapons is not good, you must be able to teach me the truth in the way of making weapons."

"Why don't you and I discuss the art of refining weapons here today?"

Han Shou:? ? ?
The fat Taoist flicked his fingers, and seemed to remember:

"Oh, by the way, the master of the poor Taoist is the master of the Shangqing Immortal Way, that is, the leader of the Jujiao Hunyuan Wuji Supreme Master-Tongtian Saint!"

"No, it just so happens that Tian is the great disciple of the teacher, Taoist Duobao!"

"Haven't you asked fellow Taoist masters?"

Han Shou: ...

(End of this chapter)