Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 5 The Three Lights Divine Water
"Roar! Kill my Wu Clan, I will never die!" A shout of anger, like a thunderbolt, rolled into the distance. ． ． ． ． ．
At the foot of Sanguang Mountain, Gong Gongye and Zhu Rongman heard it clearly, and suddenly looked up at the mountainside of Sanguang Mountain. They saw hundreds of witches roaring wildly, holding weapons and rushing towards a man in his 30s. A wretched-looking Taoist.

All the people present are all strong men in the fairyland, with supernatural powers, and their strength is naturally extraordinary. Although they are thousands of meters away, they can still recognize the wretched Taoist in his 30s at a glance. He was thrown into the air by Zhu Rongman and disappeared. Rat money.

"What a Taoist, I didn't kill you, but you killed my son, I must kill you today!" With a sound of fury, Zhu Rongman's whole body was full of anger, and it spread around. ． ． ． ． ． ．

"Roar!" Gong Gongye's huge mangtou roared to the sky, and the icy cold burst out, one fire and one ice, turning the surrounding flowers, trees, grass and rocks into ashes instantly, and the two stomped their feet at the same time, and jumped up, like the same Fire the shells into the sky. ． ． ． ． ． ．
One fire and one ice, infinite murderous intent, yin and yang poles, everything burns.

"My god, what a terrifying murderous intent!" The cold killing intent caused Shu Laibao to retreat several hundred meters in an instant, his two small eyes were full of horror and fear, since he was born, he has never seen such a terrifying murderous intent .

"Someone killed the Wu Clan? Who is so kind?!" Facing infinite murderous intent.Zhu Wuneng was not only unaffected, but showed interest in his eyes.

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"No way, this is stabbing a hornet's nest?" Shuqian was dumbfounded seeing the hundreds of witches swarming in, armed with spears or swords, looking murderous. ． ． ． ． ．

Shuqian is originally a family of treasure hunting rats, digging holes and hunting for treasure is their specialty, let them kill the enemy in front of the battle, and give up completely, especially when they encounter desperate opponents, they are naturally timid.Even if the cultivation level is higher than that of the opponent, he will run away without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of witches ran together, and the earth shook with a roar, shaking Sanguang Mountain, dust and smoke filled the sky, flying sand and rocks.

Feeling frightened for a while, Shu Qian didn't even think about it, and instantly turned into his own body, slipped away, and got into the ground, ignoring any treasure or publicity, and went straight down the mountain.

The Witch Clan is a brutal and domineering race that likes to do things with their fists, but the Witch Clan is a brother and sister relationship, harmonious and united. If someone kills a Witch Clan, it will arouse the anger of the whole Witch Clan. It aroused the anger of the entire Wu clan.

"Kill the Wu Clan and want to run? There is no door." The Wu Clan behind him roared up to the sky, following the fluctuations of the earth, they followed closely.

"I can't beat it, don't I know how to escape?" After getting into the ground, Shuqian felt relieved and secretly proud. When he got to the ground, he was in his own place. If he wanted to catch him, there was no door. Second, no one in the prehistoric world dares to say number one.

at this time.On the top of Shuqian's head, there was a bang, the ground shook, and it split open instantly, revealing a bright universe.

"This...how is this possible?" Shu Qian's complacent face froze for an instant, and he thought to himself that it was not good, and he just wanted to run away again.

A big hand fell from the sky, and before Shuqian could react, he was grabbed in his hand and carried to the ground, facing a pair of angry, cold, blood-red eyes.

Seeing those eyes, Shuqian couldn't help shivering, and instantly thought who this person was, it was Zhu Rongman who threw himself into the air.

"You... think... do... what?" Shu Qian was shocked, full of fear.

"Kill my clan's son, and you will pay in blood!" Zhu Rongman's voice shook the sky, his murderous intent was soaring, and the situation changed.

"Blood debts are paid in blood!..." The hundreds of witches behind them roared up to the sky, and the sound broke through nine heavens, shaking thousands of miles, and turmoil throughout Sanguang Mountain.

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Feeling the violent tremor of the ground, Zhang Yang didn't know why, so he quickly escaped from the ground, just in time to hear the roar of "blood debt blood payment", slightly startled, secretly wondering: "Who was killed?"

Looking up, hundreds of witches were roaring, and Zhu Rongman was holding a desperately struggling big mouse in his hand. Zhang Yang recognized at a glance that it was the mouse money that was chasing after him. No, it’s hard to mess with these savages, let you chase me, you deserve it!”

The business is important, Zhang Yang went underground again, and the innate earth travel method was improved to the extreme. In an instant, there were no witch clan blocking the way in front of him, and there was no mouse chasing behind him. Zhang Yang reached the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. According to the inheritance memory of the gourd vine, In a remote corner, I found a tiny cave, suppressed the excitement in my heart, and Zhang Yang escaped in instantly.

As it continued to deepen, the space of the cave became larger and larger, but the cave was not deep, and Zhang Yang reached the bottom in just a few breaths.

The bottom is very spacious, about the size of four rooms, and there is a three-meter-square pool in the center. The fairy mist above the pool is transpiring, ethereal like smoke, and full of vitality. The spring water in the pool is golden, white, and purple. The stars are brilliant, the sun and the moon Fantasy, like a dream.

"Three Lights Divine Water?"

Sensing the rich air of good fortune inside, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. He was inexplicably excited. He threw himself on the side of the pool and took a deep breath. A ray of good fortune entered his body, making Zhang Yang's body tremble and excited, and there was a strong desire Meaning, want to swallow the liquid in the pool.

When the meat reached his mouth, Zhang Yang no longer hesitated, jumped into the pool with a plop, and an infinite power of creation instantly poured into every part of the gourd vine, like a long drought and sweet rain, injecting infinite vitality.

With the injection of good fortune, Zhang Yang's decadent and dead air was swept away, the dead branches cracked and fell one after another, revealing brand new branches, the yellow leaves fell off, and new buds bloomed vigorously. ． ． ． ． ．
All the time, Zhang Yang is undergoing radical changes. A sense of new life slowly emerges in Zhang Yang's heart, and his whole soul is filled with endless vitality. , Combining the two into one, let Zhang Yang's mind gradually enter a state of primitive chaos, unable to be without thoughts.

Zhang Yang's body involuntarily circulated the Primordial Purple Qi, his body was like a black hole, devouring the Sanguang Shenshui in the pool even more crazily, the breath on his body was strengthening every moment, and a mysterious breath radiated out. ． ． ． ． ．
I don't know how long it has passed, maybe a few years, or a hundred years, or a thousand years. ． ． ． ． ．

When the last drop of Sanguang Shenshui was sucked by the gourd vine, the whole body of the gourd vine shook suddenly, the dead branches fell, and the new green branches and leaves shone brightly, emitting red, yellow, blue, green, white, gold, Black seven-colored light, seven-colored light is getting more and more intense, the whole gourd vine rises slowly, and the breath is getting stronger and stronger, suddenly a burst of seven-colored light shoots towards the entrance of the cave.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, where the colorful colors passed, the rocks shattered, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and they were crushed in a blink of an eye, revealing the golden sun and the blue sky.

With a flash of light, the gourd vine exuding colorful light appeared on the top of Sanguang Mountain, and the aura around him surged again, and a strong suction came out, and the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy rushed in and poured into the gourd vine, which on the contrary fueled a more powerful force. suction.

One mile. ． ． ． ．
Ten miles. ． ． ． ．

Barry. ． ． ． ．

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As the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in, all of a sudden, the situation in Sanguang Mountain was changing, and the lightning god thundered, and the billowing black clouds instantly enveloped Sanguang Mountain, and a power of heaven and earth was slowly bred. ． ． ． ． ． ．
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Outside the Nine Heavens, in the depths of the chaos, there is a simple and vast palace exuding a supreme and holy atmosphere, located in the violent chaos, above: Zixiao Palace.

In Zixiao Palace, an old man wearing a black Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged exudes an ethereal and infinite aura. He is none other than Hongjun, the Patriarch of Hunyuan Wuji Xuanmen.

Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, and two purple glows shot out from his eyes, showing a look of shock. He quickly pinched his fingers to calculate, but found that the river of fate was in chaos, and it was impossible to calculate at all, and his face turned ugly.

Two snow-white eyebrows raised slightly, Hongjun murmured: "The long river of fate is abnormal, the secrets of heaven are chaotic, and the future is uncertain. It seems that the robbery of heaven and earth has changed. I don't know if it is good or bad?"

(End of this chapter)