Prehistoric: The treacherous son of the Wu clan imprisoned Hou Tu at the beginning!

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know that you came to the East China Sea, but you came to explore the battlefield of luck?"

The old man turned into the Pan King walked towards Xuantian with a sincere smile on his face.

But where is Xuantian really a Taiyi Golden Immortal, with his vision of the quasi-saint realm, some of the Panwang covers are like a joke.

In Xuantian's eyes, this old man's body was full of Gu worms, and the hands that stretched out towards him were even denser and full of Gu worms.

Seeing that the person who came was not good,

Xuantian

was not good, and he was too lazy to get used to him.

At the moment when King Pan was on the sidelines, Xuantian directly made a bold move, and his palm fell lightly, seemingly gentle, but in fact, the physical power of the quasi-saint realm all exploded and gathered between the palms.

The immortal stroked my top and raised his palm to shatter the heavenly spirit!

This is what Xuantian is doing right now.

As a Da Luo Jin Immortal, the moment he approached Xuantian's side, he suddenly sensed a thick aura of danger, and he suddenly felt bad.

But no matter how bad he was in his heart and how much he wanted to run away, his body didn't react at all.

By the side of the quasi-saint power, how can you come and leave if you want?

The moment King Pan stepped into Xuantian's side, the space around Xuantian's body was directly fixed by the power in Xuantian's body.

In the frozen space, Pan Wang could only watch in horror as Xuantian's palm fell onto his spiritual platform.

At that moment, the terrifying power erupted, directly shattering the Panwang Lingtai, the Dao Fruit collapsed, and the Yuan Shen was all broken.

The Gu worms around the Pan King were also wiped out in an instant under this pure power, and there was nothing left.

A Da Luo Jin Immortal, a guest in Zixiao Palace, took the initiative to seek death in such an unknown way, and was beaten to death by Xuantian on the East China Sea with a palm.

Only the remnants of the true spirit were gone.

In fact, if it weren't for King Pan taking the initiative to walk to Xuantian's side, Xuantian might not be able to kill him with one move.

The Great Luo Jin Immortal who cultivates the Yuan Shen is famously difficult to kill.

If it is a normal battle, although the Pan King is in front of Xuantian, he will still be vulnerable.

But his primordial spirit can escape along the Gu worms, even if Xuantian wants to chase it, he can't catch it for a while.

The main reason why the Pan King has fallen now, and the fall is so dramatic, is that he sent his body to Xuantian by himself.

Is it really a joke that the physical power of the quasi-saint realm

is not a joke? The fall of the Pan King did not cause too much splash.

Because Xuantian's figure is too ordinary, the hidden figure of the Pan King is too perfect. At the same time, this is because the battle ended too quickly, too child's play.

In the eyes of the rest of the spectators.

In this battle, an old man walked in front of Xuantian, Xuantian stretched out his hand and fell, and then the old man was opened, and the original god was annihilated.

It's as simple as that.

There is only one information shown in this, that is, Xuantian is easy to kill, not an existence to be messed with.

Immediately, they all avoided the distance, and they didn't want to get too close to Xuantian.

Xuantian didn't bother to pay attention to these ants. He picked up the fragments of the broken Yuan Shen of the Pan King with his divine thoughts and explored them one by one.

These fragments of the Yuan Shen were deliberately left by him. Otherwise, with his terrifying power that erupted in an instant, he could completely wipe out the Panwang Yuan Shen, and there would be nothing left.

He left these fragments of the Yuan Shen mainly to know why this Pan King, a Da Luo Jin Immortal, would take the initiative to find him and come to him for trouble.

The information contained in the fragments of the Yuan Shen was explored by Xuantian one by one.

Xuantian immediately smiled when he learned the information in the Yuan Shen fragment.

"The Male Head?"

Xuantian didn't delay, he turned around directly and went to the ruins of the Qi Luck Battlefield, and following the message left by the Pan King, he quickly found the existence of the Yang Shou Staff.

However, because of the last willful blow of the Eastern Prince, the Yang Shou Staff has been completely injured by the origin.

Although he did not fall into the realm of the best innate spirit treasure.

But it looks bleak, and I don't want to use it again in a short time.

However, Xuantian didn't care, he had a lot of top-grade innate spirit treasures in his hands, and in a short period of time, there was really no need to use this Yang Shou Staff.

On the contrary, it is a happy thing to be able to receive this treasure in his hands.

After all, within the flood wilderness, the number of top-grade innate spirit treasures was not much.

When he got one, he took a piece of luck.

After Xuantian got the Yang Shou Staff, he left the battlefield of luck, coming and going in a hurry, without a trace.

Those who were guarding outside the battlefield of Qi Luck had no idea that the supreme innate spirit treasure they were waiting for and was about to explore already had an owner.

I didn't know that the owner of the Yang Shou Staff was right under their noses, and Shi Shiran left.

On the contrary, it is on the West Kunlun Mountain in the desolate interior.

Due to the fall of the Eastern Prince, the Queen Mother of the West, who became moody, sensed it as soon as the Yang Shou Staff was found by Xuantian.

This induction is not that there is any connection between the Queen Mother of the West and the Yang Scepter.

But also, the Queen Mother of the West and the Prince of the East have a weak connection.

After the fall of the Eastern Prince, this subtle connection was only maintained by the Yang Shou Staff, the former companion spirit treasure of the Eastern Prince.

And when the Yang Shou Staff fell into Xuantian's hands, this last connection was also broken.

"Has the Yang Shou Staff already recognized the Lord?" The

Queen Mother of the West looked at the East China Sea with murderous intent, and without too much hesitation, she got up directly and left the West Kunlun Mountain, heading towards the East China Sea.

......

On the other side, above the East China Sea.

After leaving the Qi Luck Battlefield, Xuantian quickly found the sea area shown by the eighth-level treasure map.

As soon as he arrived at this sea area, Xuantian sensed an extremely strange aura.

This kind of aura is like an innate aura aura that has been rich and compressed.

Xuantian didn't hesitate too much, and directly took out the Chaos Bead.

The treasure of the Chaos Bead is simply a natural nemesis for innate prohibition.

Xuantian held the Chaos Bead in his hand, and suddenly saw a different vision above the sea area.

Underneath this sea area, there is also an extremely large island, no, it should be said that it is a continent.

"What this eighth-level treasure map represents, is it not a treasure, but a cave heaven blessed land?"

Xuantian looked at this huge island, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

With the Pangu Temple here, Xuantian does not lack the blessed land of the Cave Heaven.

Compared to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, he hoped that what this eighth-level treasure map was hiding was an innate spirit treasure, or an innate spirit root.

But it's all here, and the treasure map has also given instructions, so Xuantian naturally won't leave directly like this.

He directly urged the Chaos Bead, and then his body turned, stepping through the layers of innate prohibitions that protected the island, and came directly to the island.

As soon as he appeared on the island, Xuantian was immediately stunned by the innate aura that was so thick that it was a little choking.

I saw that the whole island was shrouded in fog.

This fog is not an ordinary water mist, but an innate spiritual mist formed by the liquefaction of the aura