Han Jue woke up and traveled to the White Bone Cave in Skull Mountain.

He became the third boy under the tutelage of Niangniang Shiji.

Han Jue just felt that it was going to be spicy.

Niangniang Shiji is one of the most unlucky people in the prehistoric world.

First, the boy Biyun was shot to death by a bow and arrow, and then the boy Caiyun was beaten to death.

Niangniang Shiji came to ask for an explanation, but was burned to death by Taiyi Zhenren using the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Hood.

Just when the future seemed bleak, he awakened and gained enlightenment.

[You swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon, and suddenly realized the great supernatural power "Taotie Devouring Heaven Method"]

[You observed the supernatural jade pendant, comprehended the killing rules of gold, and suddenly realized the "Genjin Collapse Technique"]

[You listened to the lecture of Master Tongtian and realized the great supernatural power "Shangqing Zhushi Sword"]

Han Jue secretly made up his mind: "I want to change my fate, starting from stability...

Wu Tian traveled through the ancient times and became a member of the witch clan. Unlike other witch clan members, Wu Tian was not interested in fighting and killing. He just wanted to stay behind the witch ancestors, occasionally give them advice, practice steadily, and achieve the great way. What was there to be afraid of in the witch-lich catastrophe? As long as he could survive until the underworld was opened up, he would go directly to the underworld to hug the thigh of Lady Pingxin...

The witch clan, which was originally hot-blooded and only knew how to act recklessly, is now doing more and more outrageous things.

When the battle between wizards and liches came to an end, the wizard clan actually withdrew from the wilderness, leaving the demon clan and the saints to confront each other!

"Oh no! The witch tribe has a new idea king!"

Zhang Yan traveled to the prehistoric times and mistakenly thought that Fuxi and Nuwa were his younger brothers and sisters. Fuxi and Nuwa: I wonder what is above the Golden Immortal? Zhang Yan: I don’t even know that, there are saints. Fuxi and Nuwa were stunned: How did you know? Everyone on Earth knows! Fuxi and Nuwa: ...and, we must move out of Buzhou Mountain as soon as possible, otherwise, once the infinite calamity comes, it will all be over! Fuxi and Nuwa: When we become saints, who can kill us? Zhang Yan: We are just saints with merits and virtues, and we are controlled by the way of heaven. Hongjun can manipulate us at will! Fuxi and Nuwa: Brother, save me! Zhang Yan: Don’t panic, little brother and sister! I will take good care of you!

[Ding! Gain Daji's loyalty and love +99999...]

"Daji will always love the king!"

"The king's orders are always right!"

"My king, please give Daji your orders!"

This is not the Conferred God, this is the Great Desolation of Emperor Xin! The path of the tyrant Zhou of Shang is rising!

Hongyun traveled to the prehistoric world and became the best man in the prehistoric world, the ancestor Hongyun. After awakening the system of becoming stronger in the mountain village, he copied the enlightenment cushion and got the opportunity to become a saint. Then, Hongyun, who made friends all over the prehistoric world, began his prehistoric life of copying innate spiritual treasures and innate treasures. "Zunti, let me see your seven wonderful treasure trees." "Jieyin, let me see your twelve-grade golden lotus of merit." "Emperor Jun, your River Map and Luoshu are good, let me take a look." "Taiyi... don't run!" "Master Tongtian, I heard that you got a lot of good things at the Treasure Dividing Cliff..." "Nephew Duobao, long time no see, I hope you are well..."

Should a cultivator follow the will of heaven or go against it? As one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, I master the law of time that goes against heaven. The rules are set by me, and whether to follow or go against heaven is all up to me.

When Hongmeng first judged me, my master, three thousand laws nurtured the demon god. In the chaos of billions of years, there are only three thousand demon gods. Looking at Pangu creating the world, the infinite avenue is hidden in his heart. The three flowers on the top are magical, and the five qi in the chest are varied. If others ask who I am, I will count the green stars in the wild. Time travel is purely fictional, life is precious.

The soul of the later generation traveled through the primitive times, became the Styx, awakened before everyone else, and set up a large formation of moral kidnapping in the primitive times with billions of clones.

He proved the truth before Hongjun, and the golden wheel of virtue and greatness shone brightly in the vast world. The Heavenly Dao was extremely angry but could do nothing about it!

Later, he awakened the tunnel and revived humanity!

Let the three paths of prehistoric times run side by side and lead the development of prehistoric times!

The great god of Pangu created the world, the ancestor of Hongjun preached to the heavens, the six holy kings came, the heroes gathered together, the heavens and all realms, the divine nature was immortal, came to the world, and the eternal heavenly emperor realized the Tao!

Chen Xuan traveled through the ancient times and fell asleep for countless years. At the beginning, he signed in to the Hongmeng Avenue and cultivated himself without knowing it.

Countless creatures gathered around him to comprehend the great truth and called themselves disciples.

Chen Xuan, who only wanted to return to the modern world, was exposed by his disciples who came down the mountain.

From then on, his legend spread throughout the ancient world.

Tongtian Sword Breaks the God: "I can slay the devil with my sword, but all I have learned in my life is just the tip of the iceberg of my teacher."

Hou Tu: "Under the teacher, even saints are ants."

Hongjun was furious: "Yaochi, go and see who Chen Xuan is?"

After several years, Yao Chi returned and said, "Daozu, I have become his disciple!"

Hongjun spurted out a mouthful of blood!

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He traveled to the ancient world. The good news was that he was an innate creature and his reputation would be recorded in legends of later generations. The bad news was that what left behind his reputation was the golden dragon shears, a treasure made from his corpse, rather than the Yin-Yang Dragon, which was born from his innate yin and yang energies when he was alive.

The confluence of Yin and Yang is called Yuan, and the change of Yin and Yang is called Yi. Yuan Yi, as a congenital creature born and raised by nature, should have been blessed with great fortune and good luck. However, his origin was contaminated with evil spirit, and the auspicious purple aura on his body was so thick that it was black. Yuan Yi believed that judging people by their appearance was superficial. Although his purple aura was black, his heart was toward the holy path!

At this moment, the overall situation of the prehistoric world has been determined. The most important thing now is to survive the disaster and avoid being killed by the future saint Tongtian, who will refine the treasure and give it to the three sisters to take away the saint.

How to protect oneself is a problem. There is no hope relying on oneself, the only option is to seek help from others.

But who can protect him from the future saint Tongtian?

Which thigh can he hold on to? Yuan Yi finally came to the conclusion that the person who tied the bell must untie it. The only person who can stop Tongtian from killing him and using his corpse to refine treasures is himself.

"I just want to find a chance to survive and make a living in this turbulent world."

Gradually, Yuan Yi discovered that this primitive world was different from what he knew.

But some things are already destined, and when you are in them, it is hard to tell the truth from the false.

"You seek a ray of hope for yourself, and you are that ray of hope."

The inconspicuous butterfly fluttered its weak wings gently, and ripples spread across the long river of time, gathering into waves...