Prehistoric asks the ancestors to call the shots for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 31: It's getting worse
Although Patriarch Yin Yang didn't want to fight against Ying Aotian, he was obviously not willing to give up.

After all, he couldn't bear to part with so many treasures.

After all, he is too poor now. Thinking about it, even though he was poor in Chaos before, at least he still has the accompanying Chaos Spirit Treasure.

But now there is nothing.

But it's a pity that when Pangu opened the sky, his spirit treasure had already been chopped into pieces by Pangu.

Now, he doesn't even have a magic weapon that he can take out.

"But I don't know your name, where do you live in the fairy mountain and blessed land?"

Patriarch Yin Yang pretended to ask casually.

You old bastard, if you still want to talk to me, go ahead and dream.

"I'm in Luohu, living in Mount Sumeru in the west." Ying Aotian started talking nonsense.

Of course, he also wanted to cheat Luohu and Yinyang Patriarch.

Anyway, these two are not fun, whoever dies and whoever cares about his business.

If they are all dead, then I will save the heavens.

Hahahaha...

"It turns out that it is Rahu Taoist friend of Mount Sumeru, and I am polite to Yin and Yang."

Yin Yang didn't know what Ying Aotian was thinking, after knowing the name of 'Luo Hu', he quickly bowed his head and said.

For some reason, I wanted to laugh.

"Be courteous, please come and sit on Mount Sumeru when you have time."

Ying Aotian patted the shoulder of Patriarch Yin Yang, and said very affectionately.

Patriarch Yin Yang was originally a Chaos Demon God, and he walked alone in the chaos.

After being reborn in the wild for so many years, he has always been a monk who will not go out for ten thousand years.

For Ying Aotian's intimate actions, he felt a little uncomfortable, and felt weird.

"Okay, I'll definitely go when I have time!"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch resisted the urge to slap Ying Aotian to death, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression, very uncomfortable.

"Hahaha... If that's the case, it's better to hit the sun if you choose another day. Follow me back to Mount Sumeru, and I will treat fellow Yin-Yang well."

Ying Aotian took the hand of Patriarch Yin Yang and was about to walk towards his 'own' Mount Sumeru.

Looks very enthusiastic.

How could the Yin-Yang Patriarch endure this kind of 'enthusiasm'?
He quietly took out his hand, wiped the embarrassing sweat on his forehead and said, "No, no, I have something to do today.

Another day, when I finish my work, I will go to Mount Sumeru to catch up with fellow Taoists. "

After finishing speaking, the ancestor Yin Yang didn't give Ying Aotian a chance to continue speaking, he turned around and used his supernatural powers, and flew to the distance as if fleeing.

But what he thought in his heart was: "I already know the location of this desperate guy. After I find a defensive spiritual treasure, I will go to Mount Sumeru and kill him."

He obviously didn't know that he was tricked by Ying Aotian.

He never forgets Ying Aotian's innate spirit treasure, and even dreamed of getting it.

Looking at the escaping ancestor Yin Yang, Ying Aotian closed his eyes.

"Patriarch Yin-Yang has already been born, and it seems that Patriarch Qiankun, Patriarch Wuxing, Hongjun and Yangmei are almost all born as well."

The chaos in the world is about to begin.

"However, this Yin-Yang Patriarch obviously has bad intentions, but Ben Xiongying wants you to go to Mount Sumeru to rob 'Luohu'."

There will be a good show to watch at that time, but don't get beaten and run away.

Thinking of this, Ying Aotian showed an inscrutable and sinister smile on his face. No one can compare to the number one master of Yinren here.

If Patriarch Yin Yang fights with Luo Hu, it will be fun.

At that time, I don't know that people's brains will definitely be beaten into dog brains, but I don't know who will win and who will lose, and who will die will be ugly.

But Ying Aotian felt that there was a high probability that the ancestor Yin Yang was going to die.

After all, Luo Hu is not easy to mess with, even Hongjun has to ask for help to clean him up.

"I hope Patriarch Yin Yang won't cry when the time comes."

With a sneer, Ying Aotian also turned and left Buzhou Mountain.

There are so many ferocious beasts in the prehistoric land, so he naturally wants to search for a wave of merit, and see if he can find the lost innate treasure by the way.

But the hope is not too great, let fate.

He also said that he would never forget the Tai Chi Picture and the Pangu Banner.

After all, it was transformed by Pangu's axe. As a drop of Pangu's blood, I was transformed into me, which is suitable for use. Unfortunately, I don't know where he is.

In the hundreds of millions of years that followed, Ying Aotian kept wandering in the prehistoric world with different identities and faces.While searching for Lingbao, he beheaded fierce beasts.

The gains are not great.

Occasionally he would go back to the Divine Eagle Hall, instruct a few second-generation Eagles to practice, and teach them a lesson.

In the past hundreds of millions of years, Hong Huang has not changed much, or it has changed a lot, so big that people can't understand it.

Over the past hundreds of millions of years, Ying Aotian has seen Yinyang Patriarch, Wuxing Patriarch, Qiankun Patriarch, Yuanfeng Zuhuang, Patriarch Qilin and Zulong three brothers in different identities.

But Hongjun and Yangmei are very mysterious, he hasn't seen them once in so many years.

I don't know if they were not born, or if they deliberately kept away from others.

This was something he couldn't think of, and he seemed a little puzzled.

"Brother, Honghuang is getting more and more chaotic now.

The ferocious beasts are getting stronger and stronger, killing more and more, and there is a tendency to intensify.

The entire prehistoric land was devastated, and the smoke was everywhere, and the number of people had dropped by [-]%. "

On this day, Ying Aotian was comprehending the Dao of Zhunsheng Middle Stage, when Qingying suddenly entered the Divine Eagle Hall and frowned.

Ying Aotian opened his eyes, seeing that Qingying, who was already a quasi-sage, was still so reckless, he patted his forehead helplessly, anxious not to run around.

"Second brother, anyway, you have lived for hundreds of millions of years, and you are also the father of several children.

Can't you be more steady? "

Ying Aotian said angrily, too immature.

"Hey...don't blame big brother, I'm used to it.

But bro, what do we do next? "

Qingying smirked and scratched his head, then asked seriously.

"Hundreds of millions of years ago, the fierce aura of the prehistoric land has become extremely strong, and the aura of calamity has also been born.

Next, you go to the prehistoric world together, and strive to get the greatest benefit from this catastrophe. "

Ying Aotian raised his head to look at the overcast sky, and said calmly.

And I am waiting for your return in the Divine Eagle Hall, I have already made preparations, you can just go there.

I am in the Divine Eagle Hall, and I will bless your return in victory.

The sky has become cloudy, dark, and gloomy for many years.

Endless evil spirits are transpiring, karma and karma are entangled with each other, and calamities are constantly born.

Let the whole prehistoric world become gloomy and depressing.

It was like the end of the world.

Moreover, the catastrophe has already been generated, which proves that the catastrophe has already begun.

"Go and call those little guys and Hongying, you go to the Great Desolate Land."

Ying Aotian's expression was flat, as if he didn't care about everything.

"Yes, I'll call them now."

Qingying was shocked all over, and his expression became serious.

For hundreds of millions of years, Ying Aotian told them many things.

Among them, there is a plan to reap benefits from the robbery of fierce beasts.

Now, it's finally time to start?

Are you excited, can't wait to go?
Watching Qingying go out, Ying Aotian was also full of anticipation.

I have been preparing for hundreds of millions of years, and finally when it is time to harvest, I will not go, I will hang on.

"Unfortunately, the cultivation base was once again suppressed by the Dao of Heaven and could not be improved.

Otherwise, with my current knowledge and accumulation of mana, I should have broken through the middle stage of quasi-sage long ago. "

Ying Aotian shook his head, but he didn't care.

If one's own cultivation is suppressed, the cultivation of others will also be suppressed.

Moreover, his accumulated mana is very powerful, his physical body has been polished and evolved enough to withstand a higher level of cultivation, and his comprehension of Taoism has already reached the middle stage of quasi-sage.

As long as Tiandao's suppression is released, he will be able to break through the quasi-sage middle stage immediately.

However, although his own realm has not improved much in the past hundreds of millions of years, Qingying, Hongying and several second generations of Eagles have become much stronger.

First of all, both Qingying and Hongying became quasi-sages [-] million years ago, and they are now the peak cultivation bases of quasi-sages in the early stage.

And the second generations of Eagles have also reached the stage of Daluo Jinxian's early stage, and it can be said that their strength has greatly increased and no one can stop them.

(End of this chapter)