The ancient world means that it is ancient and there is no one in the world. The period of all things is in its original form, vast and vast, and the area is unknown.

The trial practice in the prehistoric world was not to directly send the disciples of Pure Land down the mountain, but to be called the prehistoric world in the cave opened by ancient sages.

Among them are ferocious beasts that he has raised for tens of millions of years, and some ferocious beasts are not enemies. Once they get involved, they will be extremely dangerous. If they enter the Daozong Guixu.

In the trial of the prehistoric realm, the first level is to judge the merits of the first level. Whoever kills enough ferocious beasts and has a unique breed will be the first crown. The experience in the prehistoric realm is very simple and the rules can be ordinary, but among these words, it is extremely dangerous.

Three days later, Jing Yi arrived as scheduled and arrived at the entrance of the Sanqing Peak Prehistoric Realm.

This is a majestic sacred palace, majestic and magnificent, standing in the nine heavens, with millions of auspicious clouds hanging down. The water below is boiling, and the mist is lingering, filling layers of mist.

The crowd was crowded with people, and everyone was coming and going, all were monks from the Purple Palace realm, and monks from the Transformation realm were not qualified to participate.

"Look, it's Senior Brother Li!" Someone shouted, and a simple tripod fell from the sky. When approaching the divine palace, a man in a golden battle suit jumped out of it. His eyes swept over the disciples of the Taoist sect in front of him. The other party retreated on his own, and no one could stop him.

Ding! Another dazzling light came, and the ancient bronze divine tower exuded thousands of divine powers, and it also descended next to the big tripod. A Taoist sect master arrived.

This is also a man, tall and full of green light, like blue waves covering the sky, and the Taoist power behind him was surging, unfathomable.

"It's Senior Brother Gongqing. It is rumored that he is a descendant of his ancient water god. He has the bloodline of the gods. At only eighteen years old, he has already entered the Nascent Soul Realm." A disciple exclaimed.

The Taoist sect's generation has arrived. The prehistoric trial has touched the hearts of many people and caused clouds to move around the world. Even the disciples of the Nascent Soul Realm were alarmed. According to common sense, ordinary prehistoric trials will never lead to the Nascent Soul Realm disciples, but now even the Nascent Soul Realm cannot help but come.

Suddenly, these two Pure Land masters arrived, causing a lot of discussion.

"Brother Xiaofeng, long time no see you." Gongqing greeted with a smile.

"Brother Gong." Li Xiaofeng also responded with a smile.

The two of them walked side by side, and were both powerful people from the younger generation of the Dao Sect. Almost no one dared to stop them along the way. These disciples who were queuing up to enter the door retreated one by one and let them go first.

This is a kind of power. Those who are in the upper level will naturally have a kind of power when looking down at these lower-level monks.

But when they were halfway through, a young man in white had not moved at all, standing in front of the two of them with his hands behind his back, without retreating.

Li Xiaofeng frowned, and the golden suit burst into bright golden light, making him look like a sun god, intimidating. There is no doubt that this is an extremely heroic man.

Swish!

The disciples in front of Jing Yi quickly retreated like a tide, avoiding the two evil gods, but Jing Yi blocked the way and did not consider it.

He was dressed in white, ethereal and out of dust, and was not stained with dust. He was like an immortal and god, and his cultivation was as deep as abyss.

"All go away, then I'll go in first." Jing Yi Pingtan raised his head and looked at Gao Tian. The round light gate was full of mystery.

"Hmph!" Li Xiaofeng snorted coldly, and the swelling divine flames on the battle suit were burning, sweeping towards Jing Yi, trying to make him retreat with difficulty.

The divine flame is terrifying and its blazing light is awe-inspiring. Once it is hit, it will have half a life less than it will be.

Jing Yi turned his back to him and was unmoved. The divine light fell on the battle body without any damage and did not hurt him at all.

"Don't force me to kill you!" The words were cold and shocked everyone present. Ninety percent of the cultivators in the Purple Palace, and their status was not as good as those in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Li Xiaofeng's way of doing this has already made Jing Yi have murderous intent, but Huang Feng has too many enemies, and Tai Yi is not here, so he is fine, but he just doesn't want to destroy the foundation of Huang Feng.

Jing Yi's strong response made Zhu Xiu's eyes stunned. He originally thought he was just a handsome boy, but now he seemed to be a low-key strong man.

The scene was in an uproar. Originally, he regarded Jing Yi as a naughty green man and dared to block Li Xiaofeng's way, there would be no good ending. But now it seems that they are all wrong.

Jing Yi did not stop. Regardless of everyone's doubts, he stepped into the light gate and disappeared.

"Who is this person? Brother Xiaofeng, do you see clearly?" Gongqing asked.

"I didn't see clearly either." Li Xiaofeng's face turned pale. He wanted to take action, but Jing Yi didn't give him a chance.

When the two entered the light gate, the discussion here became increasingly popular, and they were all talking about Jing Yi's identity and who could this mysterious master be.

"Who is this person? He is so powerful in his youth, he shouldn't be unknown."

"The boy was wearing a white dress. I saw that he was a bit similar to the white dressed strong man who fought at Nantian Peak a few days ago, very much like the Taixu body of Huangfeng." Some people also had sharp eyes and saw through the truth.

"Forget it, the Taixu body is named Jing Yi. If you come here, I am afraid that some elders will treat you grandly. That is the peerless genius of my Taoist sect."

"Isn't Taixu's body impossible to practice? After many years, no one has survived three disasters and nine tribulations. He can reach such a state, and he can participate in the prehistoric trial."

"You are ignorant, that young man Jing Yi, holding the Great Yan Divine Soldier, fought against the King of Buzhou Mountain. This story spread throughout the seven peaks of my Daozong. No one knows it."

The prehistoric realm is vast and boundless. It is rumored that this small world has been opened up by ancient sages for 108,000 miles. Various ferocious beasts emerge one after another, opportunities and danger coexist, making it a great place for trial.

There are eight hundred ancient islands floating in the sky. From a distance, they look like stars in the night, and each island is unique, like ancient battlefields, killing aura soars into the sky.

Eight hundred islands are suspended in the air, without moving, and the gray mist is surging, like an ancient magic mountain, with long roars coming, which makes people feel heart-pounding.

A giant beast sat and lie down, looking up at the sky and hissed, piercing through the sky, breaking the metal and stone, shattering a hill, creating an astonishing power.

This is an invincible beast with peerless combat power. If you provoke it rashly, you will be afraid that both body and spirit will be destroyed.

The prehistoric land, as its name suggests, is the primitive and ancient ones, and is the eternal theme here. Many disciples of the Taoist sect have arrived. They are in groups of three or five, and dare not walk alone in the wilderness.

This is just a temporary alliance of interests. Don’t think it is so solid. Killing people and robbing people, robbing treasures and wielding swords to the alliance are everywhere. No matter where the interests are, they are supreme.

During this period, several people extended an olive branch and made an invitation. In their opinion, Jing Yi's breath was mysterious and he could not even tell one or two points. He was definitely a master, but he was rejected by Jing Yi's friendliness.

"Brother Jing Yi, you are in the limelight recently." Not far away, Dongfang Juemu, who was wearing white clothes, looked handsome and seemed unrestrained, but had a peach-eyed look, came to the air and waved to Jing Yi.

The area was silent at first, and then a wave of discussion broke out like a torrent. The monks were stunned, looking at the arrogant figure not far away, full of surprise.

"Is he Jing Yi? The one who fought against the King of Buzhou Mountain?" A disciple was stunned and felt it was unrealistic, and regarded Jing Yi as a legend and a mythical person.

"It's really a rare Taixu body in the ages? I didn't see how different it is from ordinary people!"

Jing Yi wanted to slap Dongfang Juemu to death, so he directly held him out of the air with one palm, ignored the other party's screams, and pulled his collar to fly towards the northern region of the prehistoric land.

They quickly moved away from this area, leaving behind a group of shocked monks. Seeing the speed of the golden rainbow, they were beyond the reach of catching up.

After flying three hundred miles away, Jing Yi stopped in front of a cliff and kept Dongfang Juemu on the ground. His movements were very rude, which made this the best unscrupulous Taoist priest scream.

"Every time I meet you, there is nothing good." Jing Yi gave him a blank look.

Although Dongfang Juemu felt the pain, he was extremely thick-skinned and climbed up from the ground. He walked to Jing Yi's side. He didn't know what his smile was, so he just came up like this.

Jing Yi pushed him away. He didn't want to get involved with Dongfang Juemu, otherwise he would have done something to steal someone's bra and dig someone's ancestral grave to implicate him. His personal reputation is small, so he can't implicate Huang Feng.

"I heard that there is a demon king tomb here. You and I will open it together. How about the 55-point divine hidden inside?" Dongfang Juemu said with a covetous look on his face.

Jing Yi stood on the top without moving, looking into the distance, looking thousands of miles away.

When Dongfang Juemu saw that Jing Yi was not moved, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, showing a heartache: "You six and I four."

Jing Yi still has not moved.

"You are seven and I are three."

Suddenly, Jing Yi slowly turned around, faced Dongfang Juemu, and pretended to be cold and spit out two words: "I'm eight and you two."
Chapter completed!