Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 251 [Four Quasi-Saints in Chaos]

terror!
  "boom!"

The confrontation between the two sides lasted only a few breaths before the qi machine of the quasi-sage strongman in Tianqiong was defeated. The qi machine of Chaos Taoist soared into the sky and crashed towards dozens of people in Tianqiong.

"What! Quasi-Sacred Stage."

The expressions of dozens of people in the sky suddenly changed, as if they had eaten bitter gourd. Well, they mentioned the steel plate.

"Everyone who comes here seems to have some opinions about me?"

A chaotic Taoist dressed in Confucian robes suddenly appeared in front of dozens of people. His eyes were staring coldly like snakes and scorpions, seeming to be looking for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

But they came to ask for an explanation. Although the other party's cultivation was far beyond their expectations, their momentum could not be reduced.

The leader of the group slightly cupped his hands and said, "The poor Taoist Dinghai Tianzun previously passed down the Taoism to the Liang Kingdom, but I don't know why my Taoist friends instigated the Confucians to destroy our Liang Kingdom."

"Pindao, if I remember correctly, there is no grudge between us."

"Yes, there is also our Zhao country."

"We, Zhang Guo..."

As soon as Dinghai Tianzun opened his mouth, the powerful Daluo Jinxian who followed him began to preach, as if their orthodoxy was being destroyed innocently.

"Haha, you maggots have caused a great uproar among the human race, and the wars continue. If we destroy you, do you still have justice?"

"Since when have you, the remnants of the human race, been able to get your hands on them?"

Taoist Chaos had no intention of negotiating with them peacefully. His purpose was to start the first battle for the birth of Confucianism and let those who were behind the trouble know that he, Confucianism, was not something they could provoke.

Sure enough, after hearing the words of Taoist Priest Chaos, everyone's expressions changed, and resentment filled their faces. None of them were powerful men who had existed for billions of years, and their face was more important than anything else. How could they have imagined that they would be killed by someone? Such abuse.

"Fellow Taoist, your words have gone too far."

A voice sounded from the clouds, and another person appeared in the air, with the aura of a quasi-sage faintly circulating in his body.

"It's Taoist Ziyang!"

Everyone bowed their heads to the visitors.

Zhang Yan looked at the person in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and finally couldn't help but come out.

"Isn't it a bit boring for you to come out one by one? Why don't you come out together?"

Chaos Taoist shook his head slightly, feeling a little bored, and a surge of energy surged towards several places in the sky.

"Haha, this fellow Taoist is very nervous. I wonder where he practices?"

Two more quasi-sage cultivators appeared in the sky, and dozens of people from the Great Luo Jinxian realm appeared at the same time.

All of a sudden, four early-stage quasi-sage strongmen appeared on the opposite side, as well as nearly a hundred Daluo Jinxian realms. I think these must be the people playing chess behind the various countries.

"The countries are in chaos, and we can all share the fate of the human race. This fellow Taoist has uprooted our Taoist lineage and monopolized the fate of the human race. I'm afraid he has a big appetite."

Taoist Chaos smiled slightly, his smile filled with infinite coldness, "You guys have finally come out. This saves me the trouble of searching for you one by one."

"For causing trouble to our race, I think you must be prepared to pay the price."

"Human race, are you from the human race?"

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and their inner expressions changed a little. It is well known that the human race is very strong, especially the foundation of the human race's holy land. If it is moved out, I am afraid that no force in the entire prehistoric world can resist it.

However, the human race is the protagonist of the world, and the human race's holy land is a place that suppresses luck, so the human race ancestors cannot take action at will. Moreover, although they control the countries behind the scenes, they have never done it themselves.

Logically speaking, the Holy Land of the Human Race cannot control these things. After all, as the protagonist of the prehistoric world, the Human Race is destined to be a place where major forces compete. “Haha, you don’t need to worry about these things. Do you dare to follow me to fight in Chaos?”

"There are so many of us here, and you are only a mid-stage quasi-saint. Do you think that you are invincible after you are a mid-stage quasi-saint?"

Master Ziyang smiled coldly and looked at Taoist Chaos with an inexplicable expression.

"Dare you?"

Taoist Chaos didn't say much, and looked at the comer with provocative eyes.

"Why don't you dare!"

The four of them spoke together and accepted Chaos Taoist's invitation to fight, but the Daluo Jinxian was a little hesitant.

In a chaotic world, there are dangers everywhere, and Daluo Jinxian will fall if he is not careful.

Dinghai Tianzun turned around and said to everyone: "Fellow Taoists, there are dangers in the chaos. This time, the four of us will go. You can go back first and prepare to support the candidates again to start the war among the countries."

"good."

They are both the behind-the-scenes controllers of various countries, and they have intersections with each other.

If you are careful, you will find that although the countries have been in disputes all year round, none of them has been destroyed for thousands of years. This is a kind of balance.

War kills people, and after being injured, people are left to recuperate for decades, and then fight again, which has become a daily routine for every country.

The powerful people behind these regard all countries as sheep. Once they are raised, they will be slaughtered and harvest their luck.

But the emergence of Confucianism broke these thousands of years of trade-offs. How could they endure it? After a short discussion, they jointly came to ask for an explanation.

But they didn't expect that Chaos Taoist's attitude would be so tough, and he would even speak arrogantly and arrogantly. How could they endure it.

There is chaos in the sky.

As soon as he arrived here, Taoist Chaos felt a sense of intimacy, as if he had returned to his own home.

Chaos Taoist is Zhang Yan's good corpse. He uses the Chaos Bead to kill the corpse. To Chaos Taoist, he is the master of Chaos.

Master Ziyang said: "Fellow Taoist, luck is of great use to us, you won't know it."

"We can give you another chance to shrink the power of Confucianism and share the fate of all countries together. We can forget about the past."

Zhang Yan smiled lightly and said: "I have a better idea. You can all fight to save yourself from being destroyed physically and mentally."

"Arrogant, even if you are a quasi-sage, what can you do to me?"

Dinghai Tianzun was furious, "We have four early stage quasi-sages here, all of whom escaped from endless catastrophes. How can you be our opponent?"

"Let me meet you, Zhenzhang."

The man who had not spoken a word from beginning to end said coldly, with a sinister aura flowing in his eyes.

"Boom!"

The majestic evil energy soared into the sky, shaking the nearby chaotic atmosphere, and the entire chaos boiled in an instant.

Chaos divine thunder is everywhere, and the chaotic divine wind blows.

Especially the chaotic ground beneath his feet, tens of thousands of feet of ground cracked with cracks.

(End of this chapter)