Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

In the void on one side of the underworld.

When seeing the power of the Heavenly Eye on Yang Jian's forehead burst out and break through the suppression of the power of the underworld, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren were both stunned.

Only Yuding Zhenren showed a look of "as expected".

But it was fleeting.

As a teacher, how could Yuding Zhenren not know about the Heavenly Eye on Yang Jian's forehead?

But...

Yuding Zhenren only knew that this Heavenly Eye was a powerful treasure that evolved in Yang Jian's body.

But he couldn't guess the origin of this Heavenly Eye.

However, it must be an extremely powerful treasure. After all, Yang Jian, who is now at the level of Daluo Jinxian, cannot completely control the power of this Heavenly Eye.

How could it be an ordinary treasure?

But Yuding Zhenren was not happy at this time.

No matter how powerful the Heavenly Eye is, it can even allow Yang Jian to possess the power of a quasi-saint with his Daluo body, but...

Yu Ding Zhenren carefully looked at Hou Tu, who was smiling gently.

With this person here, let alone the power of a quasi-saint, even if there is really a quasi-saint, no, even if there are ten or a hundred quasi-saints, it will be useless.

But the subsequent development was beyond Yu Ding Zhenren's expectations.

Hou Tu did not make a move at all, or it could be said that Hou Tu did not make a move at all.

It was just a female cultivator who walked out of the void, raised her hand, and suppressed Yang Jian on the spot, even the might of the Heavenly Eye, which seemed unstoppable to him, was suppressed together.

"Quasi-saint?"

Yu Ding Zhenren's heart skipped a beat, but then he became confused.

He was not surprised that there was a quasi-saint in the underworld. Before they came, they were ready to face the quasi-saint.

But...

The quasi-saint who is attacking now...is not a person from the underworld...a ghost.

Although it is rare to deal with the underworld, the whole prehistoric world knows that the underworld...does not recruit people in the prehistoric world.

Even the Golden Immortal and the Quasi-saint have no chance to join the underworld.

The underworld...only ghosts can join it.

The many ghost emperors and ghosts in the underworld now are all cultivated by the underworld from scratch.

So...

Even if there are quasi-saints in the underworld, they must be ghost-cultivating quasi-saints.

And the one who suppressed Yang Jian was not a ghost-cultivating quasi-saint.

Jade Ding Zhenren was still very sure that he was not wrong about this.

And Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren on the side, like Jade Ding Zhenren, looked at the person who attacked from a distance with strange expressions.

Compared to Jade Ding Zhenren, who had joined Yuxu Palace the shortest time and rarely ventured into the prehistoric world,

At this time, both Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren had recognized Gui Ling who had taken action.

After all, Gui Ling was not an unknown person in the prehistoric world.

There was no second person in the prehistoric world who could fight against the great quasi-saint and great witch Xiangliu with his Daluo body.

And Hou Tu, who was standing aside, naturally saw the scene in front of her.

Although the smile on her face was still gentle, Hou Tu was extremely surprised in her heart.

After all, even she did not expect that Yang Jian's burst of heavenly eyes would actually cross the endless distance and appear right in front of Gui Ling and the others.

The underworld is vast, and there is an endless distance in between.

This probability is really less than one in a billion.

If she was not the largest in the underworld, Hou Tu would even suspect that someone had done something.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence.

And at this moment.

Not far from Hou Tu, a crack appeared quietly in the void.

Gui Ling walked out of the crack in the void.

Although she had seen it once before, Hou Tu still looked strange when she saw Gui Ling tearing the void easily again.

Although she could see that the method used by Gui Ling was not to tear the void directly like her, but to use a method that she didn't know.

But even so.

It was still enough to shock Hou Tu.

The underworld was opened up by her, and no one knew better than her how solid the void of the underworld was.

To be honest, if it was her before she became a saint, or even if it was her elder brother, the space ancestor witch Di Jiang, they might not be able to move in the void of the underworld.

But this Gui Ling... that understated it, and he might not even notice the difference between the void of the underworld and the void of the prehistoric world.

Hou Tu could only sigh in his heart, worthy of being the disciple of Senior Changsheng.

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu!"

Turtle Spirit greeted him softly.

"Fellow Daoist Hou...Fellow Daoist Hou Tu?"

When Jade Ding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren saw Yang Jian being suppressedThe turtle spirit walked out of the void on the spot.

And the moment he called out "Fellow Daoist Hou Tu", everyone was shocked and looked at the turtle spirit with disbelief.

Hou Tu...

Any cultivator with a little knowledge and a little brain in the prehistoric world, when hearing this name, I'm afraid they can all associate it with the saint of the underworld and the goddess of peace.

How dare she call Hou Tu "Fellow Daoist"?

But this point, they three thought wrong.

Let's not mention that Hou Tu was the first to call out "Fellow Daoist".

Even if not, as people who are seeking the way, what's wrong with calling each other "Fellow Daoist".

The word "Fellow Daoist" has no derogatory or commendatory meaning, it's just a title.

As long as there is no difference in seniority such as master and apprentice, even if you meet the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, you can call him "Fellow Daoist".

Hongjun will not beat you to ashes for this, and then say that anyone dares to call him "Fellow Daoist".

But...

As disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, as disciples of the saint, in their hearts, they have already placed the saint's position too high.

They have divided the saints from themselves, and drawn a gap that they cannot cross.

This is not good, even if...

This is the fact!

But if this mentality is not gradually corrected later, it is destined that they will not be able to achieve enlightenment in this life.

Let's not talk about the psychological activities of the three true masters of the Chanjiao.

Here, Gui Ling walked out of the void, holding in his hand the small world that suppressed Yang Jian.

And Yang Jian, who was still crazy and had not woken up, was in this small world.

"Disciple."

Yu Ding Zhenren on the side looked at Yang Jian in the small world and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Jian's master?

Gui Ling looked at Yu Ding Zhenren after hearing this.

Then...

Late Daluo?

Gui Ling was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Jian who was suppressed by her.

In the Xiaoqian World, the violent Yang Jian kept urging the power of the Heavenly Eye, and attacks beyond the Daluo level raged in the Xiaoqian World.

Gui Ling couldn't help but wonder in his heart, can Yang Jian's master beat Yang Jian?

Is this the legendary "the disciple is better than the master"?

To be honest, among the great powers in the prehistoric world, it is really rare for the disciple to surpass the master's... Especially this kind of ten thousand years, it has surpassed his master, which is even rarer.

Although there are all kinds of slanders in his heart, Gui Ling never looked at Yu Ding Zhenren from beginning to end.

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu, this madman who invaded the underworld will be handed over to you." Gui Ling lifted the Xiaoqian World and sent it into Hou Tu's hands.

Looking at the small world flying towards her, Hou Tu's gentle smile remained unchanged, and she lifted the small world directly in her hand with one hand.

Looking at Yang Jian who was suppressed in it, the gentle smile on her face did not change at all.

"Your move is somewhat like your master's back then." Hou Tu looked at Gui Ling and said with a chuckle.

"Back then, your master lived in seclusion in the prehistoric world, and almost no one in the prehistoric world knew of your master's reputation."

"At that time, the demon clan Emperor Jun somehow confronted your master, and your master was like this at that time."

"With a wave of his hand, a world was directly smashed out."

"Suppressed the Zhoutian Xingdou formation composed of the demon clan Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and hundreds of Daluo demon gods and demon saints."

"If your master had not held back at that time, it is possible that hundreds of millions of demons would have fallen directly at the hands of your master."

"After that battle, your master's name was also spread throughout the prehistoric world for the first time, and the powerful people in the prehistoric world knew for the first time that there was a powerful person living in seclusion in the East China Sea."

Hou Tu said softly, with some emotion in her voice.

If it was before becoming a saint, Hou Tu might have imagined that if Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and most of the high-level members of the demon clan were destroyed in the East China Sea at that time.

Then maybe there would be no subsequent events, no war between witches and liches, and their witch clan, which dominated the prehistoric world, would not have ended up like this.

But after becoming a saint, Pingxin understood.

The decline of the witch clan would not be affected by the status of the demon clan.

The witch and lich calamity, the witch and lich era, was originally an opportunity for their witch and lich clans, and also a great calamity for their witch and lich clans.

No matter which of the two clans was in this era, they would be affected by the fate, even if Emperor Jun and Taiyi died.

There would also be other demon kings and demon emperors, leading the demon clan to rise in the prehistoric world and compete with their witch clan.

And after the witch and lich calamity began, they were destined to decline in the prehistoric world.

This was the will of heaven.

It was the will of heaven that she could not defy even if she became a saint now.

Thinking of this, Hou Tu's expression was also somewhatThe depression was fleeting.

As a saint, with her state of mind, she did not collapse even when the Wu clan just perished.

Now she will not immerse herself in the past and let herself feel depressed and regretful.

Hou Tu said softly.

Jade Ding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren on the side all showed surprise in their eyes.

This history is too long after all.

So long that even the cultivators who witnessed it with their own eyes have almost forgotten it.

In addition, Ao Changsheng has been practicing in seclusion for many years and has not been walking around in the prehistoric world.

This has led to the fact that almost all the new cultivators in the prehistoric world now do not know about this kind of thing.

When Gui Ling heard Hou Tu's words, his face showed a touch of surprise.

Even she did not know about this matter.

This surprised Gui Ling.

Of course, it is not surprising that her master has such a brilliant record?

It was her master who had never boasted to her. This was simply incredible.

"It seems that fellow Daoist Gui Ling's master didn't tell you. Perhaps... in the eyes of Senior Changsheng, that matter is not worth mentioning at all!"

"After all, for Senior Changsheng, the demon race... is nothing at all." Hou Tu shook her head slightly and said softly.

"Maybe!" Gui Ling could not deny it.

As for the temperament of her master, no one in the prehistoric world knew it better than her.

He didn't brag to her about this matter. I'm afraid it's not worth mentioning at all, but he may have forgotten it.

And the communication between Hou Tu and Gui Ling.

It also shocked the three real people of the Chan Sect on the side.

They naturally knew who Di Jun and Tai Yi were.

Although they had never seen it with their own eyes, there were records of these two in the historical materials of Yuxu Palace.

There is also the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, the clan-suppressing formation of the demon race back then.

In the prehistoric world, there is even a stunning divine formation that is expected to compete for the first great formation in the prehistoric world.

Such a person, such a formation, was defeated by the master of the turtle spirit in front of them.

And Hou Tu also called him the immortal senior.

Could it be...

Is the master of the turtle spirit also a saint?

How is this possible?

Thinking of this, Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren instinctively did not believe it.

There are ten saints in the prehistoric world.

The first is the Taoist Hongjun who is in harmony with the way of heaven and is also the ancestor of the prehistoric Xuanmen.

Then there are the Three Pure Ones, the Taoist Laozi of Taiqing Daode Tianzun, the Taoist Yuanshi of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun Yuanshi, and the Taoist Tongtian of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.

The two saints in the West, the Saint Jieyin and the Saint Zhunti.

The Saint Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the Human Race, and the Saint Fuxi, the Holy Emperor of the Human Race.

There is also Hou Tu in front of them, or the Saint Pingxin of the Netherworld.

Apart from this, no other saints have been heard of.

"Maybe he was born earlier, took advantage of his seniority, and bullied the weak with a gun before the demon race became strong!"

This is what Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren thought at this time.

Huanglong Zhenren, however, couldn't help but think of a legend at this time, a legend of his dragon clan.

Legend has it that in the depths of the East China Sea, there is an ancestor of the dragon clan who has been practicing in seclusion since ancient times.

As for the ancestor's cultivation, some say it is at the peak of the quasi-saint, some say it is a saint, and some say it has surpassed the saint.

In short, there are all kinds of rumors.

In the past, the relationship between Huanglong Zhenren and the dragon clan was not very harmonious, and he just thought it was an absurd rumor.

As a dragon clan, Huanglong Zhenren naturally understands the temperament of their dragon clan. If there is a saint dragon in his dragon clan.

I'm afraid he has been rampant in the prehistoric world, so how could he shrink in the four seas and act low-key.

However...

Now combined with the previous conversation between Hou Tu and Gui Ling, the hidden great power in the depths of the prehistoric world.

"The legend among the dragon clan, can't it be true!" Huang Long couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

Of course.

Whether it was the disbelief of Yu Ding Zhenren, Tai Yi Zhenren, or the speculation in Huang Long Zhenren's heart.

For Gui Ling, for Hou Tu, it was irrelevant and not worth mentioning.

After handing Yang Jian to Hou Tu, Gui Ling had no intention of staying for long.

Just looking at the three Daluo of the Chan Sect on the side, Gui Ling knew that Hou Tu, or Ping Xin, would be busy next!

"Wait a minute."

Facing Gui Ling's farewell, Hou Tu called Gui Ling softly.

Then, under Gui Ling's surprised eyes, he raised his hand and drew a line in the void, and a familiar void crack suddenly opened.

At this moment, Gui Ling's eyes involuntarily looked at the void crack.

Needless to say, at the other end of this void crack is the Peaceful Saint of the Netherworld.Zun.

Hou Tu sent the small world that suppressed Yang Jian in her hand to the other end of the void crack. At the same time, a stream of light flew out of the void crack and fell into Gui Ling's sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is..."

At this time, Gui Ling's soul was running rapidly. In just a moment, he had already understood what this stream of light was.

This is a coordinate.

A coordinate outside the netherworld.

Gui Ling raised his head in confusion and looked at the void crack.

However, the void crack had disappeared and returned to its original state.

Gui Ling turned his head to look at Hou Tu, but had not yet asked.

Hou Tu still had a gentle smile on his face and said softly: "When you get to hell, you will naturally know what this is."

After that, without waiting for Gui Ling to react, he took the three Daluo of the Chan Sect and took a step out and disappeared in front of Gui Ling.

Looking at Hou Tu who was leaving, Gui Ling was silent for a while before he said faintly: "These seniors... do they like to talk halfway?"