Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 203 Beiming Xuangui, a disciple of the Four Religions
As Duobao shouted loudly, thousands of Jiejiao disciples followed him down the mountain without hesitation.

Everyone on Kunlun Mountain is quiet and peaceful, with intact spiritual veins and abundant spiritual energy, and is not disturbed by the broken Tianzhu.

But after leaving Kunlun Mountain, I realized how terrifying this disaster was.

The water of the infinite Milky Way poured down, and the earth's veins were turbulent and chaotic.

Infinite volcanoes erupted, the sea water rolled up, and the earth, fire, water and wind were raging.

Looking around, the entire prehistoric era is in dire straits.

Those races that are protected by people with great supernatural powers are better off and still have the ability to protect themselves.

But those weak races are devoured by disasters every moment.

At this time, all the people in the prehistoric era suddenly woke up.

It turns out that the Lich War was not a real catastrophe. The real catastrophe was the serious consequences after the Lich War ended.

After Duobao brought thousands of Jiejie disciples down the mountain, he began to sort out the earth's veins, calm down the wrath of the volcano, and suppress the waters of the four seas.

But in this way, the efficiency is too slow and not many people can be saved at all.

On the snow-white Qingyun, Taoist Duobao took on the responsibility of the disciple and said solemnly.

"Let's all act together. This efficiency is too slow. Listen to my orders, Immortal Wu Yun. You are responsible for leading a thousand disciples to suppress the volcano."

"Yes, Senior Brother Duobao."

Wu Yunxian nodded solemnly.

"Junior Brother Huangquan, lead a thousand disciples. You are responsible for sorting out the earth's veins."

"Yes, Senior Brother Duobao."

"Golden Spirit, Turtle Spirit, Wudang, the three of you lead a thousand disciples and are responsible for suppressing the waters of the four seas."

"Yes, brother."

After Duobao gave his instructions, he looked at the golden-winged roc and said loudly.

"The remaining people, come with me to save the primitive creatures and move them to a safe place. Remember, save the people first and put the rest behind."

"Yes, Senior Brother Duobao."

A group of Jiejiao disciples divided the work and cooperated, and the speed was indeed much faster.

Man, Chan, and the disciples of the three Western religions looked at it with some confusion.

The catastrophe is getting worse rapidly. Only by re-erecting the Tianzhu can the catastrophe be ended. Why are these people doing such useless things?

But when they saw the auspicious clouds forming and the merit pouring into their bodies when the Jie Jiao disciples acted, none of them could remain calm.

Merit, if you take action now to save the world, you can actually gain merit!
Ren, Chan, and the disciples of the three Western religions suddenly couldn't sit still and took action one after another.

Above the sky, the Six Saints frowned as they looked at the large hole that had collapsed.

Taiqing said solemnly, "We can't let the water of the Tianhe pour down. When it pours out, it will cause countless disasters on the earth. Everyone, follow me and take action to suppress the Tiancao!"

"Tai Chi diagram!"

Taiqing summoned the Tai Chi Diagram, and the two black qi turned into a large wheel, slowly rotating, and came forward.

"Pangu Banner!"

"The Twelfth Grade Pure World White Lotus!"

"Qiankun Cauldron!"

"Twelfth Grade Merit Golden Lotus!"

"Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees!"

The six saints combined their mana, and the six treasures kept buzzing and trembling in the sky. The sky was finally sealed, but the saints did not relax.

Even Buzhou Tianzhu can't support it. Their magic power can only solve it for a short time at most.
In the land of the North Ming Dynasty, the sea water is hundreds of millions of miles wide. Wherever you can see, in addition to the endless mountains standing on the sea, there is endless sea water.

The sky is gray, there is no earth, only sea water.

In such an environment, a bright golden shadow shuttled through the air.

Soon, the golden shadow landed on a big mountain and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Revealing his true body in white clothes, who else could it be if he wasn't Zhao Gongming?
"Fellow Xuangui Daoist, please show up and see me." Zhao Gongming said loudly, and his voice spread across hundreds of millions of miles of space and penetrated deep into the water of Beiming.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the water of Beiming began to riot, setting off a turbulent wave.

Then, a huge head emerged from the sea!

The head alone is as big as a mountain, no, much bigger than the mountain, full of vicissitudes of life.

After the head, there is the body and limbs, after they emerge from the sea water.

The entire Beiming seems to have an extra piece of land, and the edge can't be seen at a glance.

The body is covered with bumpy rocks, aquatic plants, parasites and the like, making it impossible to see the turtle shell.

On the head as big as a mountain, a pair of eyes the size of mung bean cakes were opened, filled with bursts of divine light.

Of course, the size of a mung bean is proportional to the entire head. In fact, even if it is just two eyes, it is still extremely huge.

As soon as the huge head appeared, it gave Zhao Gongming an extremely dangerous aura, even making him breathless.

Zhao Gongming secretly marveled, it was indeed the first black turtle since the beginning of the world.

After cultivating in Beiming for hundreds of millions of years, although he is unable to transform, his foundation is probably the best among the Six Saints.

That was an existence that even innate beings such as Ming He, Zhen Yuanzi, Donghuang Taiyi, and Di Jun could not compare to.

Of course, foundation is just foundation, and foundation does not represent the strength or weakness of combat power.

Black turtles cannot transform, so they are inherently less flexible.

Of course, when great powers of this level fight, no one knows what their ultimate trump card is.

"Who are you and why are you here in Beiming?"

Xuangui spoke, and the sound of thunder seemed to ring in Zhao Gongming's ears, shaking his eardrums.

"Hiss, this sound is really loud!"

Zhao Gongming frowned, flew into the air, looked at Xuan Gui equally, and said loudly.

"Fellow Xuangui, can you shrink your body a little?"

After hearing this, Xuangui took a deep look at Zhao Gongming, and then a water-blue mana covered his body.

The huge mountain-like body began to gradually shrink, and finally became about one-third of the size when it first appeared.

Even if it's only one-third, it's still huge, but this is obviously the ultimate that the black turtle can do.

The Black Tortoise of the North Ming Dynasty is a strange species from the ancient world. It is restricted by the way of heaven and can only practice with its own body, but cannot transform into its form and enjoy the supreme freedom.

"Who are you, and what is your purpose in coming to my land of Beiming?"

Xuangui asked again, his voice much softer than the first time.

"I am a disciple of the Sage Shangqing. I am here today to save the life of my fellow Taoist."

"Oh?"

"Save my life?"

Xuangui was happy. Although he couldn't leave Beiming, he believed that no one in the wild could hurt him.

Besides, he was cultivating in the land of Beiming and accumulated supreme merit. Even if the saint killed him, he might fall from the holy position.

In other words, he, Xuangui, was invincible in the ancient world, even though he was restricted and could only stay in Beiming.

But it’s definitely not to the point where you have to ask others to save your life.

Xuangui waved his hand, "I don't need anyone to save me. Since you are a disciple of the saint, I won't hurt you. You can leave quickly."

Black Turtle had just been sleeping, and was very angry when he was suddenly awakened.

According to common sense, he should swallow the person who woke him up.

But as a disciple of the saint's Taoism, he has the saint as his back. Although he is not afraid, he is too lazy to offend the saint.

Zhao Gongming did not leave, but smiled and said, "Fellow Xuangui Daoist is really a fan of the authorities. Haven't you seen that you have already been killed and your death is not far away?"

"Where does killing and robbery come from?"

(End of this chapter)