Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

Turtles, especially black turtles.

Their status in the prehistoric land is very special.

Kunpeng never leaves his house, but that doesn't mean he knows nothing.

He once caught some dragon-blooded creatures in the North Sea, and specifically asked about some things in the prehistoric land.

He also knew the name of Dragon Master Guiyi very well.

Kunpeng secretly said, "I'm afraid this is the ancestor of turtles."

The aura of the Golden Immortal of Daluo is stronger than his.

How powerful is Dragon Master Guiyi?

Kunpeng stood in the distance, wanting to move forward, but he hesitated when facing the giant turtle in front of him.

"Since you're here, why hesitate and lose your edge."

Crash~~!

The sea rolled, and a bang appeared with the huge waves.

A head like the sun appeared on the sea and looked at Kunpeng.

Danger!

Kunpeng's mind was shaken, his whole body was tense, and the alarm bells in his heart rang loudly.

He instinctively wanted to escape from here, but found that he couldn't move!

The surrounding space seemed to be frozen, making him feel suffocated.

Is this the Daluo Jinxian? ! ! Are you kidding me!

As an early Daluo Jinxian, Kunpeng almost couldn't bear the pressure emanating from the Qinglian clone.

"Junior Kunpeng, hello to the senior!"

Faced with the Qinglian clone's such a strong momentum, the rebellious Kunpeng had to bow his head.

"I am Kong Yuan, who has traveled to the prehistoric continent for tens of thousands of years. I returned today. I didn't expect that the North Sea has become much more prosperous than before."

The Qinglian clone Kong Yuan's voice was dull, and every word caused the void to tremble.

Kong Yuan, Kong Yuan, everything is empty, everything returns to Yuan.

It represents nothingness and also represents illusion.

Kunpeng was shocked when he heard it.

This is an ancient existence, which can survive the battle of three tribes in the prehistoric world without any injury.

No wonder it is so powerful.

Kunpeng showed an envious expression on his face, "Senior, you have great magical powers, and I admire you."

"Junior, you and I are destined to meet. Today, I just happened to catch up with my return to the North Sea. Seeing that you are practicing wind and water, I will preach to you."

Kong Yuan's voice was vast, and Kunpeng was ecstatic after listening!

After billions of years of loneliness and practicing alone, he didn't expect to have such an opportunity today.

Kunpeng immediately bowed to Kong Yuan, "Thank you so much, senior!"

Kong Yuan nodded, not vague.

But just as he was about to speak again, several figures in the North Sea flew out of the deep sea.

"The Black Turtle Clan, the North Sea Turtle Prime Minister Guifeng, and the North Sea Dragon King Ao Shun, pay homage to the ancestor of the turtle clan!"

With this black turtle with a turtle shell on its back, it flew above the sea and shouted loudly.

The North Sea Dragon King Ao Shun behind him said to Kong Yuan, "North Sea Dragon King Ao Shun, meet fellow Taoist."

Then he glanced at Kunpeng beside him with an indifferent expression.

Kunpeng's eyes were narrowed and his face was defiant.

"Very good, it's fate that we're here, let's listen to my preaching together."

Kong Yuan ignored the grudge between Ao Shun and Kunpeng and spoke to himself.

In the North Sea, Kunpeng feeds on real dragons; countless dragon sons and grandsons have been swallowed by him.

There are some grudges between him and the dragon clan.

"You all practice the way of water, and are born to use the law of water. Today I will preach to you."

"Water is the softest and the hardest..."

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Just as Qinglian's clone was preaching, Yang Gui was already sitting cross-legged on Fangzhang Island.

The Chaos Pearl emitted a bright light, and countless large formations were set up in a flash to conceal the secrets of heaven.

Twelve drops of the ancestor witch's blood, which exuded a tyrannical aura, floated in front of him, and various rules were intertwined, shaking the void.

"As expected of the ancestor witch's blood, it is so powerful!"

Yang Gui's face was serious, and the power of the law permeated his body. The laws contained in the ancestor witch's blood kept appearing in his mind.

In addition to the six laws of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and wind, the remaining six laws of space, time, rain, thunder, lightning, and poison began to appear in his mind.

At this time, the importance of understanding was fully revealed.

He had already entered the avenue of space, and was about to enter the avenue of time. The others were even more like analogies.

In just 10,000 years, all the laws from the ancestor witch's blood were comprehended by him.

The law of space was perfected, and the law of time was perfected!

The four laws of rain, thunder, lightning, and poison were perfected!

"If I don't break it now, when will I break it!"

The "Innate Infinite Zhenshi Sutra" was running to the extreme, and a strong momentum appeared on him.

The chains of the four laws of rain, thunder, lightning, and poison were wrapped around him.

Carried by the laws of space and time.

Middle stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, success!

Until today, Yang Gui has fully comprehended the ten laws of the heavenly way: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and poison.

The two laws of the heavenly way: the law of time and the law of space have been fully comprehended.

The rest of the laws of the avenues, including the law of time, are at least at the entry level.

"With the two laws of time and space as the foundation, the nine laws of heaven are gathered together. Even the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian will not be my opponent with bare hands!"

The blood of the twelve ancestors is still floating in the void.

Yang Gui's eyes are bright, "Nine Turns Mysterious Art!"

In ten thousand years, not only did he comprehend several laws, but he also comprehended the Pangu inheritance "Nine Turns Mysterious Art" from the blood!

"Use this art as a resource and integrate it into the "Innate Infinite Zhenshi Sutra", which can increase the probability of this sutra entering the realm of Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian!"

Twelve drops of the blood of the ancestors were collected, and the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation appeared and floated above his head.

Yang Gui sat on the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus and continued to practice.

The prehistoric world does not remember years.

The passage of a lot of time has allowed the wounds left by the previous catastrophe to be continuously repaired.

Within the range of Buzhou Mountain

The ancestor witches, each of whom had a drop of blood taken away by Yang Gui, began to breed the witch clan in the blood pool of Pangu Temple.

One by one, the great witches walked out of Pangu Temple, representing the twelve ancestor witches to clear out the birds, beasts, and scaled-armored clans within billions of miles of Buzhou Mountain.

The name of the witch clan began to appear in the prehistoric land.

The witch clan prospered!

After becoming the most powerful clan among the three clans.

Within billions of miles of Buzhou Mountain, witch tribes were established one after another.

Expanding in all directions.

The turbid air of the earth left between heaven and earth from the last catastrophe also decreased a lot with the expansion of the witch clan.

The prehistoric luck began to tilt towards the witch clan.

In the Pangu Temple.

The twelve ancestor witches stood in front of the Pangu statue, watching the blood pool below rolling and the various laws of power entangled, and they were all very nervous.

"Brother, can we succeed?"

Ancestor witch Xuanming asked with a hint of nervousness.

Her words made the eyes of other witch ancestors all fall on Dijiang.

Dijiang stared at the blood pool in front of him and said, "Using our twelve drops of blood essence, the possibility of nurturing the thirteenth witch ancestor is 40%!"

"This is the result calculated by the second brother using the law of time to spy on the world."

The time witch Zhu Jiuyin nodded, "The witch clan is born without a soul, and they are too disadvantaged when facing other cultivators. The last lesson was too heavy."

"Everything in the world has a glimmer of hope. We need to find a way to cultivate the soul."

Hearing Zhu Jiuyin's words, the witch ancestors were silent.

Especially Gonggong, who unconsciously clenched his fists, with anger in his eyes.