"Sir? Lord River God!"

In his daze, an extremely harsh cry sounded in Zhang Qian's ears.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhang Qian was immediately startled. In front of him was a huge fish face. The face was covered with silver-white scales, and two fish tentacles fluttered with each shout.

"Where is the monster!"

As soon as Zhang Qian opened his eyes and saw this fish face, his whole body tensed up immediately and he couldn't help but want to retreat, but found that he was sitting on a shell-shaped chair, unable to retreat.

"what are you?"

After forcing himself to calm down, Zhang Qian's mind started to change rapidly.

"Didn't I die? Where is this place? Have I traveled through time again?"

The reason why I say again is because this is not Zhang Qian’s first time traveling through time.

In his previous life, Zhang Qian was an ordinary mortal on earth. He liked to play with some antique jades. He accidentally got a jade pendant with a weird shape. When he was cleaning the dirt on the jade pendant, he accidentally shook it hard. The jade pendant actually broke into pieces. Before Zhang Gan could scold the profiteer who sold him the jade pendant, the broken jade pendant cut into his palm and blood flowed out.

The next moment, something shocked him. The corner of the jade pendant stained with his blood flew up, and with a slight shock, a dark hole was created. This black hole issued a supreme swallowing power, and instantly killed Zhang Qian. His body was squeezed into blood mist, and then the jade pendant trembled slightly to suck Zhang Qian's soul in, and he turned around and disappeared into the black hole.

When Zhang Qian regained consciousness, he was horrified to find that he had turned into a little golden loach. Then a message with magnificent Taoism came from his mind, and he realized that he had actually traveled to the great world of the ancient world at the beginning of the world!

What is the prehistoric world? This is a terrifying world where calamities are coming at every turn, hundreds of millions of lives are killed and injured, and all forces are reshuffled. Knowing that he had traveled to the prehistoric world, Zhang Gan became extremely excited after he got over his initial fear.

In his previous life, he had read a lot of ancient novels. Now it is still the early days of the ancient world. Most of the great gods have not yet been born, and many of those innate spiritual treasures that are famous throughout the ages are still ownerless. He still has a chance to get them. How could such a situation not make Zhang Qian excited?

The golden loach that Zhang Qian incarnates is not ordinary. It is the first innate loach. It is born according to the two innate paths of water and earth. It is called the ancient dragon loach. It can also be regarded as an innate creature, and its heels are not low.

In order to achieve his dream of collecting innate spiritual treasures, Zhang Qian began to practice cultivation after getting excited. As an innate creature, he would naturally absorb and absorb innate spiritual energy to practice.

Although he did not have any cultivation methods, in the early days of the world, there was innate spiritual energy everywhere. He could increase his cultivation by following his instinct and absorbing the innate spiritual energy. However, at the next moment, something happened that made his heart tremble.

He is now in a small pond, which is full of spiritual water after the innate spiritual energy has been liquefied. When he is about to swallow the spiritual energy to practice, a staggering old man with white beard and hair is riding a colorful auspicious cloud. Falling from the sky, after the old man landed, he coughed up blood violently and rushed towards the pond where he was.

"Ahem..., Luo..., I won't let you succeed. My Hundong Ancestor upholds his destiny. As long as you let me survive, I will let you know the consequences of angering me!"

The old man's eyes flashed with hatred, but a dark demonic aura appeared on his face. The demonic aura emerged and crazily devoured all the old man's vitality. Zhang Qian could clearly see that the old ancestor's cheeks were drained of life and became decay.

In just a dozen steps, when Patriarch Hundong arrived at the edge of the pond, he had turned into a withered skeleton.

The vitality of the physical body is lost!

The skeleton stumbled and fell to the edge of the pond where Zhang Qian was.

"this……!"

Zhang Qian carefully hid at the bottom of the pond and looked at the skeletons on the edge of the pond. The demonic energy on the skeletons was getting more and more, and it began to infect the soul of the ancestor of Hundong.

"Luo? Is it Mozu Luo?"

How could Luo's famous name Zhang Qian not know that he was a terrifying existence that competed with Taoist ancestor Hongjun for the orthodoxy of the prehistoric world?

This Hundong ancestor apparently escaped here desperately after being seriously injured by Luo, and is now dying.

"Get away!"

Suddenly, the Yuan Shen who came from Hun Cave emerged from the skeleton. His Yuan Shen's body was golden, and a Qingyun the size of an inch appeared above the Yuan Shen's head, with three green lotuses swaying in the Qingyun.

The moment he saw these three green lotuses, Zhang Qian immediately understood that the cultivation level of this Hundong ancestor was in the Golden Immortal realm, and he was a powerful Golden Immortal.

However, the Golden Immortal Soul of the Ancestor Hundong is in a very bad situation at the moment. A wisp of dark demonic energy is entangled around his soul, corroding and infecting crazily. If this continues, after an hour and a half, the Ancestor Hundong will be completely When the body dies, the path disappears.

"No...I won't die. I haven't become famous in the world yet, I haven't become a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and my path has not reached the end. How can I die in this barren mountain?"

The soul of the ancestor of Hundong roared, but there was nothing he could do with the dark demonic energy.

"A loach? Hey, no, this kind of heel is a natural creature with heel. God will not kill me!"

Suddenly, the ancestor of Hundong's immortal consciousness inadvertently swept across the pond in front of him, and immediately discovered Zhang Qian hiding at the bottom of the pond.

As a powerful golden immortal, the ancestor of Hundong is naturally very knowledgeable. At a glance, he could tell that this loach, which had not yet had any cultivation, was very extraordinary. It was an innate creature with extraordinary heels.

The moment the ancestor of Hundong looked at him, Zhang Qian's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of crisis came over him.

The next moment, the ancestor of Hundong, who was about to die, had already been infected by the demonic energy. Most of his soul exploded.

A brilliant source of power enveloped the true spirit of Hundong Ancestor and instantly entered the pond.

"What does he want to do?"

Before Zhang Qian could think about it carefully, this stream of light directly entered Zhang Qian's mind.

brush!

The figure of the ancestor of Hundong appeared in the depths of Zhang Qian's mind, or to be precise, in his soul.

"Give me your body, ancestor, and I will live on for you!"

The voice of Ancestor Hundong roared in Zhang Qian's soul, and his unquestionable tone made Zhang Qian's soul tremble.

Even if he loses most of his power, the Golden Immortal is still a Golden Immortal after all. Compared with Zhang Qian who has not yet started practicing, the gap is still huge.

"Seize the body! He wants to seize the body!"

Zhang Qian was not a fool, he immediately knew that this bastard ancestor was going to take away his life.

"Hey, you are quite smart. Yes, the ancestor just wants to seize the body, so don't resist in vain!"

Ancestor Hundong didn't even pay attention to the extremely weak soul in front of him. He could destroy such a weak soul with just a flick of his hand.

Buzz!

Under the protection of his remaining original power, the true spirit of Hundong Ancestor rushed directly into Zhang Qian's soul. Seeing this terrifying golden immortal true spirit, it was about to disperse Zhang Qian's own true spirit. So as to seize the house.

At this moment, a piece of pure white jade suddenly rushed out from the depths of Zhang Qian's soul. This piece of jade was the culprit that brought Zhang Qian to the prehistoric world.

Can Yu shook lightly, and an inexplicable Taoist rhyme circulated, directly immobilizing the true spirit of the ancestor of Hundong.

"What is this? This is impossible!"

The Ancestor of Hundong who couldn't move roared angrily and struggled desperately, but Canyu seemed to be pressing down on him like a piece of heaven and earth, firmly holding him down.

"This broken jade!"

Zhang Qian couldn't explain how he felt when he saw this broken jade. It was the one that suddenly brought him to the prehistoric world, and that was the one that saved him now.

Buzz!

The Can Yu suddenly came to the top of the True Spirit of the Ancestor Hundong and began to spin. The inexplicable power kept grinding the True Spirit of the Ancestor Hundong. The rotation of the Can Yu made Zhang Qian's soul vibrate crazily, making it very uncomfortable.

"Ouch...!"

The true spirit is the origin of all living beings. It was ground by residual jade, and the ancestor of Hundong let out a miserable howl that did not sound like a human voice.

And it seems that due to lack of strength, Can Yu's speed of grinding this true spirit is extremely slow, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even extremely slow.

Zhang Qian, who had calmed down a little, suddenly felt that traces of extremely pure original power were ground down by residual jade, and then integrated into his soul.

The source of power is the true spirit of the ancestor of Hundong.

Bits of original power continued to increase Zhang Qian's soul power, making his mental power begin to grow.

But the Golden Immortal is the Golden Immortal, the true spirit already has the characteristics of immortality, and the residual jade is ground extremely slowly.

I don't know how much time passed, but Zhang Qian found out that the ancestor of Hundong had no resistance at all. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately prepared to take this opportunity to practice.

But what makes him depressed is that whenever he wants to calm down and breathe in spiritual energy to practice, the ancestor of Hundong, who was suppressed by Can Yu, starts to make trouble, either trying hard to shake Zhang Qian's soul, or sending out all kinds of weird mental fluctuations, making Zhang Qian Qian couldn't calm down and practice at all, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe in and out spiritual energy.

Coupled with the fluctuations in his soul caused by the rotating and vibrating residual jade, Zhang Qian couldn't calm down at all, let alone practice.

"In the end what you want?"

In the end, Zhang Qian became impatient with the Hundong Ancestor and prepared to negotiate with him.

"What do I want? Hehe, you ant actually has a companion treasure. The power of this residual jade is so terrifying. It is not like an ordinary thing. If you don't want me to cause trouble, you can just let me go. I promise not to do it again. I'm causing trouble for you! Without my presence, this residual jade will calm down, and you will naturally be able to start practicing smoothly."

Zhang Qian was really moved by the proposal of Ancestor Hundong, but he couldn't do it because this residual jade didn't listen to his command at all, and he couldn't control it. He just wanted to let Ancestor Hundong leave the capital. Can't do it.

Time passed by slowly, and Zhang Qian could not do anything. Because the constant battle between Hundong Ancestor and Can Yu made his soul become a battlefield, and he could not practice at all. Out of boredom, Zhang Qian began to watch. Look at the scenes of the prehistoric world and watch the sun rise and set.

Now that he doesn't have any cultivation skills and can't practice, if he walks out of the pond rashly, he will probably die outside.

Zhang Qian, who had died once, cherished his life very much. He was so weak that he could only stay helplessly in this small pond. Occasionally, when he got extremely bored, he would scold the ancestor of the cave.

How could the ancestor of Hundong be Zhang Qian's opponent from the era of information explosion in his previous life, and he would always be exploded on the spot by Zhang Qian's anger?

I don’t know how many years later, the small pond where Zhang Qian was sitting has dried up, and the true spirit of the ancestor of Hundong was finally ground by the residual jade, leaving only a trace.

Buzz!

Can Yu rotates faster and faster, shaking Zhang Qian's soul. The reason why Zhang Qian is unable to practice, Can Yu also has a big responsibility in it.

"Boy, my ancestor is about to die. You, the little rascal, can practice cultivation after I die. I will teach you to be a good boy and embark on the path of cultivation. We only pursue the eternal life of immortality and obtain the eternal life. The honorable position is nothing but mine, and there is nothing else..."

Bang!

The remaining true spirit of the ancestor of Hundong exploded and disappeared into thin air.

The enemy that had tortured him for so many years and prevented him from cultivating was wiped out. However, Zhang Qian did not feel so happy. Instead, he felt empty in his heart. No matter what, this ancestor of the bastard cave had been with him for many years.

Now that he suddenly disappeared, Zhang Qian was still a little uncomfortable with it.

"Apart from me, is there nothing else? Is this your Tao? Maybe this is the Tao!"
To be continued...