Tang Hao knew a little about the ancient witch clan.

The barbarians who once lived in the lower realm were descendants of the witch clan.

The fifth generation master in the Golden Cauldron is also a member of the Zhurong clan among the witch clan.

"Go and have a look!"

Tang Hao was a little moved.

Because of the fifth generation master, he has a good impression of the witch clan. Since the witch clan was born, he naturally has to go and have a look.

After sitting in the market for a while, and then checking out some Zhurong's situation, he set off.

Going further forward, you will leave the realm of the cultivator and enter the scope of the rule of the sacred mountain.

In this wilderness, there are few cultivators living in these wildernesses, with huge beasts that are shaped like a thousand feet tall and even larger. From afar, he can also look out at the end of the horizon and stand at the end of the horizon.

They are all the places where the most powerful creatures live in the prehistoric clan.

Among the prehistoric clans, there are not many creatures in the Eight Tribulation, but the individuals are strong. Last time he saw a few of them in the tomb of the Qingmu God Clan, and he even had a lot of hatred.

He stood in the air, looking at the sacred mountains, his eyes a little hot.

The flesh and blood of the prehistoric clan are all great tonics, especially these eight tribulations, whose flesh and blood are comparable to those of the top elixirs. If he can eat one, he will immediately be able to get more secrets.

But he thought about it and then let it go.

He now has too many enemies, including the six-person group of Taixu Taoist Lord and others, plus a contemporary bug, the Great Freedom Heavenly Buddha, and a Wilderness Evil Demon Emperor who is hiding in the depths of the North Sea and is still healing. This lineup is enough for him to have a headache.

If he gets into the prehistoric clan again, he will have another dozen enemies.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to sweep away.

Along the way, eyes swept towards him from time to time, and some giant beasts lurking around were ready to move.

He was too lazy to do anything, but he only showed a trace of his breath, which scared the giant beasts and fled wildly.

He walked slowly forward, searching for the immortal beads, and heading towards Zhurong's territory.

Just like that, seven days passed.

The immortal beads were not found, but he gained a lot of other things, including some rare plants and trees, as well as some eggs of prehistoric bloodlines. He stole a lot of them and was about to take them back for the disciples in the sect to use.

On this day, he was wandering leisurely on this wild land. Suddenly his expression moved, but he heard a fierce fighting sound from afar.

There are the shouts of cultivators and the roars of giant beasts.

Tang Hao turned around and looked up.

In an instant, his eyes traveled thousands of miles away and saw the situation there.

A flying boat was hovering in the air, and a group of birds were besieging each end. Each of these birds was thousands of feet long, with wings spreading, and their bodies were even larger. They were all green and had a steely color.

On the deck of the flying boat, there were many cultivators, all wearing moon-white Taoist robes. They controlled the flying swords and were resisting these green birds.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

When the flying sword slashed up, dazzling sparks burst out.

Tang Hao watched for a while and kept shaking his head.

These cultivators and flying birds have three or four tribulations of cultivation, and they are not much different, but at the same level, the prehistoric clan has always been stronger than the cultivators, and the swords of these cultivators cannot cut off the solid scales of these flying birds.

After a while, these cultivators will be unable to resist and will be defeated.

If there is no good way to escape, these people will die in the mouths of these birds.

"Is this flag... Chi family?"

Tang Hao swept towards the flag on the flying boat, with the word "big" tattooed on it.

He thought for a moment and shook his head again.

No impression.

There are too many ancient tribes in Pangu, and there are tens of thousands of them. He knows them all everywhere. He may have visited Caihua Sect before, but his strength is probably not very good, so he has not left any impression.

"Why did you come to this place?"

He muttered, somewhat confused.

This is the depth of the prehistoric land, where there are five or six catastrophes everywhere. A group of people with the highest four catastrophes come in to die!

"Forget it, help me!"

Tang Hao is not a cold-blooded person, not to mention that the Chi family may have a good relationship with him, so if you can, you can help.

At that moment, his body moved and rushed over.

"Fellow Taoist, we are from the Chi clan, we can't resist it anymore. Please help me!"

Seeing Tang Hao appearing nearby, the Chi family cultivator on the boat hurriedly shouted.

Although they haven't seen the strength of the visitor clearly, those who can appear here must not be weak. One more person means more strength, and maybe they can block these beasts.

Tang Hao nodded without having to do anything, but just revealed a trace of aura.

Sensing this slight breath, the birds around were stunned and froze. The next moment, they showed extreme fear and flew out like they were escaping.

And at this moment, a sound came from mid-air, the void cracked and a huge flying boat shuttled out.
Chapter completed!