Chapter 212 The Primitive Being Captured Alive by the Gods and Demons

Honghuang fell into chaos, and there was also killing in the chaos.

Lingshan was bloodbathed by an unknown force, and the merit pool that had stored merits for several epochs was looted.

Lingshan even led a large army to fight against the demon clan, but unexpectedly, it ended up with such a big mistake.

The demon clan not only never set foot outside Beijuluzhou, but was the biggest victim.

The internal contradictions in Lingshan intensified, and everyone suspected that there was a traitor in their own group.

The top leaders embezzled their merits, and Lingshan was divided from then on.

Two camps were formed.

The firm faction headed by Maitreya, a half-step Hunyuan, firmly believed that the two saints would not treat Lingshan Wanfo in this way.

Although there was a suspicion of wanting to take the position, it was understandable that he was the person with the most say in Lingshan at present.

Moreover, the two saints were not in Honghuang, and Maitreya was in Lingshan, so he was the biggest boss. Who dared to oppose it?

If someone disobeys, Maitreya will sneak into your residence in the middle of the night, pull you and keep giggling, making your Buddhist heart unstable.

Tathagata also left Lingshan angrily with a large group of Buddhas.

He believed that Lingshan had harmed the merits of several epochs and destroyed Lingshan for his own selfish interests, and was not worthy of being the master of the West.

He left resolutely with many Jiejiao disciples, wanting to build his own Buddhist sect.

For a time, the creatures of the prehistoric world kept eating melons, and they couldn't eat them anymore, because now the prehistoric world has become something they can't adapt to.

It was said that God would bless the West, so why was Lingshan massacred? It caused the lives of the people to be destroyed?

The biggest suspect, the Heavenly Court, was still singing and dancing, but no one came to hold him accountable, which confused countless people.

For a time, I really believed what Tathagata said, and believed that all this was a farce directed and performed by Lingshan.

Compared with the chaos of the prehistoric world, the academicians were also very uncomfortable in the chaos.

When he first got the ghost, he was extremely excited about the joy of getting the SSS-level system.

A great wish.

Resolutely stepping into the chaos can not only avoid the jealousy of the saints of the prehistoric world, but also find a passage to other planes.

He fantasized that one day, he would lead the Hunyuan army to the prehistoric world and take back all the lost dignity, honor, fame and fortune.

He was targeted by a ferocious chaos beast and chased him for half a month.

He finally agreed to jump out of the dragon's den, but accidentally fell into the tiger's den again. ,

He was met with the three gods and demons wandering in the chaos.

The three gods and demons of the chaos, Yangmei, Qiankun, and Shichen, naturally did not need much for Daozu. The hatred between the three can be traced back to the creation of the world.

Seeing Hongjun's disciples, he was naturally jealous and started a war at a disagreement.

In the chaos, how could Yuanshi be the opponent of the other three?

Even with the Ghost Blade, a Chaos Treasure, he could not hold out for more than 300 rounds before being taken into the Sleeve of the Universe by the Ancestor Qiankun.

In the Chaos, an unknown land.

Yuanshi was imprisoned in a cage made of the power of Chaos, with disheveled hair and scars all over his body.

It can be seen that he was tortured badly.

His breath was even more sluggish, and it was obvious that he was exhaling more than inhaling.

The Ancestor Yangmei, whose white eyebrows were almost at the ground, glanced at Yuanshi in the cage with disdain.

He spat fiercely, and his long eyebrows, like a whip, lashed Yuanshi fiercely.

Yuanshi, who was in a coma, twitched all over, struggled symbolically for a few times, and then had no reaction.

"Yang Mei? Don't be like this."

"I know you are very angry, but please don't get angry. We are not in a hurry to settle the account with Hongjun, the old loach."

The Qiankun Patriarch saw that Yuanshi was about to die, and hurriedly grabbed the angry Yang Mei, and even the Taoist Shichen beside him hurriedly persuaded him.

"How can you let me hold back?"

"I have such a bad temper that I wish I could sneak into the prehistoric world immediately, pull out the old loach, and torture him well."

The Yang Mei Patriarch hated Hongjun in his heart.

As both gods and demons of chaos, the first time you Hongjun took advantage of you and robbed your home was fine.

It's better not to mention that you are not as strong as others.

But the second time, after Hongjun proved the truth, he finished preaching three times and did not distribute magic weapons to everyone.

But what he didn't expect was that Hongjun actually paid attention to him, Yang Mei.

Yang Mei, whose strength had just recovered to be just normal, was robbed of all his magic weapons by Hongjun without any surprise.

After countless epochs of cultivation, Yangmei finally stood up, and his cultivation level was restored to the Hunyuan Daluo realm.

He sneaked into the prehistoric world quietly, wanting to avenge his previous shame, but no one expected that he would be caught by Hongjun.

Before the ancestor Yangmei could say anything harsh, he was beaten up.

After wandering in the chaos for countless epochs, the magic weapon he had desperately found was looted by Hongjun.

Now seeing Hongjun's disciples wandering in the chaos, the anger suppressed in his heart suddenly flared up and burned directly to the top of his head.

How could Yangmei endure such a feud?

So under the witness of the two, Yuanshi was almost tortured to death.

"Don't you want revenge?"

"Yuanshi is our chess piece in the prehistoric world. He was tortured to death by you. Aren't you afraid that Hongjun will come to the chaos to kill him?"

The ancestor Qiankun grabbed the angry Yangmei tightly and persuaded him earnestly.

Although they are not afraid of Hongjun, no one wants to be hunted down and live a wandering life.

Who is Hongjun?

That was the god and demon who followed Pangu. After Pangu created the world, he transformed himself into all things in the prehistoric world. God knows what kind of foundation Pangu left for Hongjun.

If they were forced into a corner and chased the three of them recklessly, there would be no peace.

"Hmph! Ask me if you have anything to say!"

"Otherwise, it would be hard for me to control my killing intent!"

After some earnest persuasion, Yang Mei was finally calmed down, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Taoist Shichen injected a force of time into Yuanshi's body.

His injuries gradually recovered, and his breath became steady.

"You guys!"

"I was just passing by! I was just passing by!"

"Why are you so cruel? Why are you torturing me like this?"

Yuanshi opened his confused eyes and looked at the two gods and demons in front of him, and his whole body trembled.

He prayed bitterly, hoping that he could be treated as a fart.

"Passing by?"

"Hehe, keep making up a story. I want to see what kind of excuse you can come up with."

Qiankun looked at Yuanshi with a teasing look on his face, which made Yuanshi speechless.

He really was passing by. In order to find the passage to other planes, he went through hardships and was almost tortured to death in the end.

Who would believe the truth?

He is a saint of heaven, and he went to the territory of chaotic gods and demons. You said he was just passing by? Is there a reason for foot binding?

Even Yuanshi himself didn't believe it, but this is the fact.

Life is unpredictable, and the big intestine is wrapped in the small intestine.

Seeing Yuanshi's silence, the two laughed.

"What? Not going on?"

The smiling face of the old ancestor Qiankun was full of murderous intent.

Staring at Yuanshi fiercely, "Since you are the incarnation of Pangu's primordial spirit, tell me what is happening in the prehistoric world now, and maybe I can spare your life."

The old ancestor Qiankun made his own promise to him without paying attention to the look in his eyes that wanted to stab him.