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"It is the Qiankun Cauldron that returns to the innate world after birth. The children of the Qilin clan must grab this treasure and kill it!"

"I'm so arrogant. Those who can live in heaven and earth can't live there. Can you, Qilin tribe, want to start a war with my dragon tribe?"

"Members of the Phoenix Clan obey orders and snatch the Qiankun Cauldron at all costs!"

"kill!"

"boom!"

"Run!"

"The treasure is mine, hahaha!"

…,…,………

Faced with temptation, everyone did not have the style that monks should have. Only killing and greed were left in their red eyes.

The Qiankun Cauldron, an innate treasure, formed in Chaos. It was originally a thing of the ancient Chaos Demon God Chaos Beast before Pangu opened up the world. Later, it was left in the prehistoric world. After countless years of cultivation, it finally appeared and was born. The Qiankun Cauldron is a holy weapon for creation. Its greatest effect is that it returns to the innate world. Although it is useless in chaos, it is a thing that is against the will of heaven for the gods and demons in Pangu's universe. At the same time, the Qiankun Cauldron is still a defensive treasure. Because it does not have excellent attack power, the great way gives it strong defensiveness to show fairness. It also contains the laws of space, which can contain a part of the Qiankun Heaven and Earth, and trap people and objects, and its function cannot be underestimated.

After decades of continuous struggle, the battle gradually escalated, and the tragic scenes were shocking. The number of people who died in the battle continued to increase, and many demons did not dare to participate in the battle and left the ranks of the battle early. All those who were still fighting fiercely were supreme powerhouses in the Daluo realm. The Nine Heavens Xuanxian who retreated hundreds of miles away could even feel the death threat brought by the tragic battle.

Feng Hun was also slightly injured and was fighting with a demon cultivator in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian. The demon cultivator was a flying tiger, with a white tiger bloodline, and his gold law was perfect. He had a magnificent move and was magnificent. He also used the roar of the sky-shaking tiger to attack the opponent's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, which was hard to defend against. Compared with him, although Feng Hun had a slight advantage in speed, he was generally equal. The fierce battle between the two gradually deviated from the position of the Qiankun Cauldron, and seemed to have forgotten their original purpose.

Haotian was extremely relaxed at this time, drinking a little wine comfortably, and cleaning up some of the lonely Jiutian Xuanxian on the outside of the battle circle. Of course, the most important thing was to pay attention to the situation in the Daluo battlefield and the movements of Hongjun and others. In the past few decades, Haotian made a small fortune by fighting Qiufeng and sweeping the corpse.

Of course, many people dare not think about the so-called small fortune of Haotian. The demon clan in the Nine Heavens Xuanxian Realm has more than a dozen corpses, because Haotian only chose a relatively complete demon body. Although the acquired spiritual treasures are of average power, they are just suitable for Qingfengxuan disciples. If all the disciples of Qingfengxuan can use the acquired spiritual treasures to protect the entire arm, it is just a piece of cake to wipe out the Jiulin Cliff. As for countless other treasures of heaven and earth, Haotian will not even look at them and directly put them into the Qiankun Ring.

The flying tiger demon was surprised to get a low-grade innate spiritual treasure with opportunities many years ago. It traverses a corner of the western part of the prehistoric world. It was not nearly as good as 100,000 mountains and saw many golden immortals. It was both frightened and dissatisfied. Seeing that there was no hope of catching the treasure, he stayed away from the battlefield and let go of his hands and feet to fight with Fenghun, and fortunately establishing prestige in the southern region.

Little did he know that he found the wrong object of establishing authority and would soon lose his life. Under the deliberate guidance of Feng Hun, the two of them kept approaching the position where Haotian was. The power of the Daluo Jinxian who was holding the innate spiritual treasure battle instantly scared away the nearby Jiutian Xuanxian. Only Haotian was left slowly picking up the storage devices of a newly dead demon cultivator. Apart from the wealth, it seemed that everything had nothing to do with him.

Just as the Flying Tiger Demon flew to the sky above Haotian's head, Haotian on the ground made a move like lightning, and the mighty golden thunder sword aggression hit it with thunder speed. With a scream of "Ah", blood gushed out from its abdomen. To endure the injury, the Flying Tiger was preparing to accumulate strength to kill the despicable sneak attacker on the ground. Feng Hun on the side had already hit it hard with a heavy punch.

The violent power instantly shook the soul space of the flying tiger. It was wiped out before it could scream. The body that had lost its soul lost its control and energy support and quickly turned into its original form. The huge tiger body quickly smashed down from the air, stirring up a piece of dust.

Haotian below quickly put the tiger demon corpse into the Qiankun Ring. Just as he was about to take the next move, his soul jumped straight, and a threat of death swept through his whole body. This feeling flashed and scared Haotian a cold sweat. After the Tiandi Treasure Mirror, this pressure was definitely only available to those at the level of Daluo Juexian above.

Haotian's first reflection was Luohu. After all, the powerful Daluo Juexian's power only had a gap with Luohu. When Haotian was about to explore the source of the threat, the threat disappeared silently. The Fenghun on the side was still excited to play with the low-grade innate spiritual treasure left by the tiger demon, which was obviously not affected at all, indicating that the pressure was only targeted by Haotian.

Time went back a few breaths ago, when Haotian used the Sword of the God Xiao Emperor to launch the "Nine-Turn Dragon Emperor Slash" to attack the Feitian Tiger Demon, in the dark void thousands of miles away, a cold young man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes and showed a cruel smile: "I finally found you. I killed my devil's clone twice and destroyed my plan. I will definitely make you survive but not die!"

Originally, Haotian used the inclusiveness of the chaotic aura to simulate the demon clan's aura to be hidden more effectively and was not discovered by anyone. However, at the moment of sneak attack on the Feitian Tiger, the strength of the Daluo Jinxian burst out. His aura was accidentally leaked and discovered by Luohu in the distance. Haotian killed Luohu's ninth demon clone twice, affecting his magical skills progress. Although Luohu had never seen Haotian himself, he still remembered Haotian's aura clearly through the sensing of the clone and the body. Haotian had been included in the list of killings by him.

Luohu stood up and was about to attack Haotian, but suddenly he frowned. Through the layers of space, he looked at the sky on the right. An old Taoist holding a whisk smiled slightly at him. Luohu held back his body, let out a cold "hum" and sat cross-legged again, thinking: Junior, today is related to the innate treasure, so you can live a few more days.

Only a few people can Luohu pay so much attention to and fear in the current prehistoric world. The old Taoist in Xuanyi looked so handsome and had a kind face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. He was the ancestor of Hongjun, the ancestor of the West Kunlun. The ancestor of Hongjun was transformed into the form of the innate Qi of the Yuan, and his magical powers were unpredictable. He accidentally obtained fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation at the top of Kunlun. After several Yuanhui, he realized that he had long been the body of Daluo Juexian. In this world, no one could surpass him.

In order to compete for the Qiankun Cauldron, almost all the powerful people in the Daluo Juexian realm in the prehistoric world arrived and restrained each other. The ancestor Hongjun was closely watching the ancestor Luohu, and the ancestor Yang Mei was paying attention to the ancestor Chaos. Only the ancestor Xuan Turtle expressed neutrality and did not seize the innate treasures, and was willing to act as the referee of both sides.

The Daluo Golden Immortal battlefield below is coming to an end, and the remaining dozens of people are all famous masters. The Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, and the Random Cultivator Alliance have four or five powerful Daluo Golden Immortals, who are vying for each other without a winner.

After casually looking at the battlefield below, Luohu said lightly: "It's time to clean them up, just a group of mobs." His plain tone revealed the boundless killing aura.

"No, God has the virtue of living a life, just let them leave." Hongjun raised his white eyebrows lightly.

"Hmph, fake compassion!" Then Luohu appeared, looked down at the people below, and said sternly: "Get out! A group of ants deserve to have innate treasures!"

The figure suddenly appeared and everyone jumped. People from the Dragon, Phoenix and Kirin tribes looked at the visitor solemnly and flew away unwillingly. One of the upper divine beasts among the wandering cultivators obviously did not realize Luohu's terror and roared angrily: "Where are you from? Get out quickly and be careful that grandpa has eaten you!" After saying that, he still laughed arrogantly. Without seeing Luohu's actions, the wandering cultivator suddenly stiffened his whole body, his mouth opened slightly, but the laughter stopped abruptly. With a "bang", his body exploded without everyone's notice.

Fortunately, the other wandering cultivators reacted quickly, otherwise they would have been affected by the explosion. The people who had stabilized their bodies again looked at the young man in black robe who was killing invisible in the distance, with only horror and incredible eyes left in their eyes. Luohu gently stroked his sleeves and said lightly: "Get out! I don't want to start a massacre today." Several people not far away were as if they were about to be amnesty, and a few flashes disappeared into the sky.

At this time, four more people walked out of the void, and the five great awakened immortals gathered together for the first time to allocate the innate treasures. The Qiankun Cauldron may have been seriously injured in Chaos, and has not yet fully recovered. He ran around among the restrictions set by the many Daluo Jinxians and could not break through.

Haotian carefully observed the five Daluo Juexian around the Qiankun Cauldron that shone with colorful light. They are the real masters of the prehistoric world today.

The Chaos Ancestor is a strong middle-aged man with a heavy aura, and his figure as strong as a mountain, is overwhelming the audience.

The ancestor Luohu was covered in black robe, with a vast magic power, looking down on the world like a sharp sword blade, showing its sharpness.

The ancestor Hongjun, with a black Taoist robe without wind, surrounded by mysterious aura, his eyes were bright and wise, and seemed to encompass all things, sun, moon and stars.

The ancestor of the Black Turtle is an energetic old man with a coarse cloth linen. Only the faint aura emitted from his body can confirm that he is a restrained and peerless powerful man.

The ancestor Yang Mei is the most mysterious. According to legend, his original body is the hollow willow of chaotic spiritual roots. Unfortunately, Pangu was damaged when he opened the sky and his grade dropped to the top-grade innate spiritual roots. After countless years of practice, he finally discovered the great way and attained the Tao. From a distance, he looked like a saint hidden in the clouds and mist, and it was hard to see his true face.

The four of them stood in a corner, and their auras were pulled by each other, gradually affecting the surrounding environment. The silent pressure slowly spreads to the distance, and the vegetation and mountains on the ground could not withstand the strong pressure and began to break and collapse.

The situation is about to break out!

Because the four people felt that the immortal aura was restrained and refused to give in to each other, no one noticed that the ancestor Hongjun closed his eyes slightly to the ancestor Xuan Turtle not far away to signal. The ancestor Xuan Turtle nodded secretly and instantly exchanged positions with Hongjun. When the rest of the people discovered it, Hongjun had already fled to the west with the Qiankun Cauldron.

Hongjun's voice came from a distance: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Xuangui, I will do my best to help you..."

The other three ancestors glared at the Xuangui Ancestor fiercely, cursed "Bastard!" and then brushed their sleeves and chased Hongjun in the direction where he flew away.

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Chapter completed!