The prehistoric world is indeed more dangerous than I thought...

Deep in the ground, the jade hairpin also shook gently, and it was inserted more firmly in Ling'e's black hair.

...

Failed...

She actually lost?!

The Queen's divine thoughts came in person, and she could not do anything and was directly burned to ashes?!

Who will this seat be?

Xiniu Hezhou, a cave near Lingshan.

Taoist Wen Jing, who was lying on the side of the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked a little annoyed, and raised his hand and waved it.

"roll!"

The two maids kneeling beside each other were not afraid to breathe, so they quickly stood up and lowered their heads to retreat.

Wen Jingdao's human gauze skirt slid, and immediately sat cross-legged, with layers of turbulence in his heart...

Who is this person?

A moment ago, she was still enjoying the battle between Thousand Immortals in the Duxian Sect.

When Taoist Wen Jing found that the puppet he summoned was already very weak, he was naturally a little dissatisfied.

It was originally supposed to be a puppet who steadily suppressed the Immortal Sect of the System, and inexplicably, it was about to be destroyed;

Even after this calculation, it could only cause some casualties and injuries to the Duxian Sect, and could not shake their roots...

Although she was a little dissatisfied, she didn't care.

In any case, it's just a little calculation that takes little effort.

The frontal battlefield was almost defeated, and Taoist Wenjing had no idea of ​​continuing to watch;

Her heart moved, wanting to see if the celestial immortals she sent to kill the disciples of the Duxian Sect had killed all the disciples at this time.

Therefore, Taoist Wenjing moved his mind away from the old Taoist place;

As soon as her sight passed, she saw the old Taoist in the fairy who was trapped in the trapped formation and bombarded by the killing formation...

It's not a word of misery!

The puppet I found this time is so useless!

In a fit of anger, the talent of Wen Jingdao decided to control the old Taoist and took it upon himself.

As a result, before she could show her power, the mind of the puppet who had just entered the puppet was burned to ashes by the three Taoists in the "true fairyland"...

No, it seems that it is not a real creature, is it some kind of supernatural power?

The person behind that may be a master!

The flame pattern began to appear before the Taoist Wen Jing unconsciously.

This is a picture brought back by the divine thoughts, and it can't be suppressed for a while.

Who is this person?

‘Is it just like this queen, who is planning the People’s Education with puppets?’

Taoist Wen Jing snorted coldly in his heart, forcibly erased the pictures, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This Immortal Sect is becoming more and more interesting...

"Huh? It's you?"

Suddenly, Taoist Wen Jing frowned, and there was a man's voice in her heart, which sounded strangely.

I heard this guy say:

"Someone actually blocked your secrets? No wonder, I can't figure out who you are after forgetting it halfway."

who?!

Who is speaking!

The body of Wen Jing Taoist trembled, and his hands could not pinch the treasure seal immediately. Blood surging all over his body, extinguishing the voice.

But she had no time to calculate what happened, and she was a little dazed in front of her, and a mysterious Taoist rhyme surrounded her;

At this moment, Taoist Wenjing suddenly felt the emotions that had not appeared in his long years...

Afraid.

The purest fear comes from the depths of the soul!

In a daze, Taoist Wen Jing seemed to see a fog, but at the same time, a water curtain appeared in front of her, covering her figure.

She knew that this was the manifestation of the strange phenomenon of the Great Dao, and this water curtain was the saint's technique that covered her with the secrets of heaven.

And this fog...

Taoist Wen Jing could not see through it at all.

Outside the water curtain, in the fog, there is a contour twisted by the water curtain, walking towards you.

Taoist Wenjing could see it vaguely. The man raised his left palm, and there seemed to be two faint black and white auras in his palm. These two auras chased each other, endless, and contained mysterious truths.

"Tsk."

Taoist Wen Jing heard the voice again, and the other party kept smiling.

"I borrowed a little power from the teacher's Tai Chi diagram, but I can't even calculate who you are. It seems that you should be a disciple of a saint."

Through the water curtain, the Taoist's body was constantly twisting and shaking, but the Taoist Wenjing felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, she was locked by some kind of Taoist rhyme and could not escape such an illusion.

Just listened, the man said in a warm voice:

"I am a great disciple of the Taiqing Daode Tianzun Sect.

Fellow Taoist wants to harm me for no reason, and use sinister intentions and despicable methods. But this time, I will not touch you for the face of the saint behind you.

If you attack my human sect again in the future, even if it is just this inconspicuous Sect of Duxian...

The uncle behind you may not be able to protect you."

After saying that, the figure outside the water curtain chuckled and slowly dissipated with the surrounding fog.

Taoist Wen Jing flashed in front of him and instantly saw the situation in his cave.

She looked down at her hands and felt her own way;

They are trembling unstoppable...

...

The northwest direction of Duxianmen is thousands of miles away.

Standing on the clouds, Xuandu, who was closing his eyes and concentrating his mind, slowly opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother, how are you doing?"
Chapter completed!