Needless to say, the visitor is naturally Gu Xuan and Ling Wu.

After the battle of the Secret Valley, the two were originally planning to go directly to the Western Continent, but after Lingwu talked about the prehistoric landforms and said that the prehistoric hinterland, including Buzhou Mountain, was blocked, Gu Xuan had the idea of ​​coming to the central region of the prehistoric world to find out the truth.

The prehistoric central region is basically the boundary of the Zhoushan region in the Taichu era, and is a central area independent of the four continents, east, west, south, north and north.

Of course, without the cover of Pangu's pressure, the so-called independence of the prehistoric midfield is only formal. Not only does it have any natural barriers between the other four continents, but it even itself is a barrier that separates the other four continents.

However, even so, no one dared to underestimate the prehistoric central region, because there are the pillars that support the prehistoric heaven.

"No one tried to break through?" Gu Xuan retracted his gaze and asked Lingwu.

"Yes." Lingwu twisted his body when he heard this and said carelessly: "But they are all dead. If you can't go in and go far, you will explode and die. Even the Golden Immortal can't hold on."

Gu Xuan was not disgusted with Lingwu's lazy Gu Xuan. The two of them walked all the way over the years, and slowly Gu Xuan discovered that Lingwu was a talented person and was not a traitor, so he let it go.

However, after listening to what Lingwu said, Gu Xuan's eyes flashed.

The invisible barrier that enveloped Gu Xuan and the others was naturally Pangu's pressure.

But this is a bit different from what Gu Xuan Yao thought.

It was not that he felt that Pangu’s pressure was too strong or too weak, but that Pangu’s pressure was a little surprised.

You know, he and Lingwu have only been more than half of the journey into the central region of the prehistoric world, and this has encountered Pangu's pressure.

Wouldn't that mean that Pangu's pressure covers at least one-third of the area of ​​the prehistoric central region?

But then Gu Xuan smiled silently. The more places the Pangu's pressure are covered, the safer it will be. That's better? And now he no longer needs to find the origin of the Jidizu near Buzhou Mountain. Why are you worried about this?

"What are you laughing at?" Lingwu saw Gu Xuan suddenly laughing, and couldn't help but be curious. Gu Xuan was observing him over the years, but in fact he was also observing Gu Xuan. The more he understood Gu Xuan, the more curious he became about Gu Xuan, just as they had already passed through the central domain, but because of one sentence of his own, the other party turned around.

"Nothing." Gu Xuan shook his head and then said, "Since we have arrived in the Central Region, why don't we go down and take a look?"

"Forget it!" Lingwu hesitated and said, "It's better to go to the West as soon as possible, Chi Ze will change."

However, Gu Xuan did not respond to what Lingwu said. While ordering Hongyun to land, he just looked at Lingwu with a smile. This shocked Lingwu, and then he remembered the fact that he was just a prisoner. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Have you forgotten the battle of luck that I mentioned?"

"So what!" Gu Xuan waved his hand indifferently: "Anyway, they will only target you powerful people above the immortals. What are my small shrimps in the mortal realm afraid of?"

Gu Xuan didn't care about it, but in fact he was complaining in his heart. Although he had not experienced it personally, he was deeply moved by the way of heaven.

First, the Golden Immortals above can sense the karma of the ferocious beast, and now it has a battle of luck. Of course, Gu Xuan also knows that it is only after he knows it, he will feel that there is a difference between before and after.

The so-called battle of luck sounds high-end, but in fact it is just that.

According to Lingwu, the way of heaven divides the prehistoric world into five parts: east, west, south, north and middle, and then the luck of each part is limited, which also causes the hostility of the creatures in the prehistoric world to be hostile to each other. Once creatures from other places come to other people's territory, they will be excluded or even directly killed.

This criterion is said to be a celestial immortal. The monks above the celestial immortal will be branded as one of the five directions, and this brand can be detected by any cultivator above the celestial immortal.

This is no one else.

Gu Xuan didn't know if the original Heavenly Dao had played this, but he was really convinced by the current Heavenly Dao.

Is this a good practice?

When the power level of the prehistoric world is increased and a large number of powerful people from Daluo and even Guiyuan realm appear, who will still care about this?

At the same time, he also understood why the prehistoric world has been uneasy. With the great killing weapon like luck, a cross-continental battle will become inevitable. If the prehistoric world is stable, then there will be ghosts. The way of heaven is purely causing trouble!

Well, the above are all Gu Xuan’s complaints. In fact, this is not at all wrong with the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao does not even have consciousness, but is just a combination of the will of heaven and earth. How could such a thing be done? The biggest possibility is that the greed and selfishness of the spirits of the prehistoric world are at work, and they have forced the prehistoric world to regionalize it in the name of the Heavenly Dao.

This made Gu Xuan think of Hongjun, who claimed to be the Taoist ancestor. Hongjun was not the first to do such a thing as a matter of using the name of the Heavenly Dao.

The imprint that Lingwu mentioned made Gu Xuan even more interested. I don’t know how to distinguish it.

...

When the two of them fell down the clouds, they found that they had come to a place of right and wrong.

Gu Xuan lacked spiritual consciousness, and Ling Wu was sulking. Neither of them noticed a huge monster running below.

Therefore, when the two of them approached the ground, they were greeted by a bloody mouth with sparks.

"Damn..."

Lingwu also learned the strange words of Gu Xuan. He spit out a national curse, but his body flew backwards.

Looking at Gu Xuan again, although he did not swear like Ling Wu, he stared at the pair of eyes that were staring at the giant creature in front of him, and he was only able to react and face the bloody mouth directly with an old punch.

Bang--

Ao--

With one punch, the master with a bloody mouth screamed directly. Then a heavy dumpling-like sounded one after another. It turned out that the owner of the big mouth was holding something on his back.

"Huoer..."

A slightly desperate cry of sorrow sounded, and then completely woke Gu Xuan up. Gu Xuan turned his head and looked, and saw that the Fire Kirin, five hundred feet long in front of him, was covered in blood.

Yes, it is Fire Qilin, exactly the same as the Fire Qilin in the Fengyun TV series Gu Xuan watched in his previous life. This is also the reason why Gu Xuan was stunned before.

Next to the Huo Qilin was a gentle girl in a long green dress. The girl was sad at this time, her eyes were filled with tears. Seeing the continuous bleeding from her mouth, Huo Qilin, who could not get up for a long time, almost burst into tears. This made Gu Xuan feel embarrassed.

At this time, Lingwu also returned to Gu Xuan's side, but his senses were different from Gu Xuan. Gu Xuan was embarrassed, but he was shocked. There was only one reason for the shock, because the Fire Qilin injured by Gu Xuan was actually a ferocious beast, and it was a ferocious beast that was obviously tamed.
Chapter completed!