I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 128 Where are the warriors of Kunlun?

With the suicide of the Eastern Prince, the vigorous battle between male and female immortals came to an end.

West Kunlun led by Huanglong won the overall victory.

But the turmoil did not subside because of this, on the contrary, it became even bigger, because Nuwa became a saint, breaking the stars with one finger.

In the past, all monks knew that Hunyuan was very strong.

But how strong it is, almost all monks don't have a concept in their hearts.

Because the only saint in Honghuang is Hongjun, no one who doesn't want to live will challenge him, so in everyone's heart, it is pure and strong, maybe it is the phantom of Pangu summoned by the gods and demons in full action, maybe it is the power A stronger Zhoutian star array.

But only now did they realize that their cultivation limited their imagination.

Hunyuan is so strong!
For a time, the heart of proving the way was extremely firm.

There is a majestic purple air.

Jieyin Taoist heaved a long sigh, his eyes were full of fortitude and determination, and said: "Junior brother, I need to wait faster to prove the Tao."

"Senior brother, are you determined to enter the game?" Zhun Ti said humanely.

"That's right. My way lies in cause and effect, and cause and effect are greater than sentient beings. This way is either related to heaven, or related to life and death. When I met Houtu many years ago, I vaguely felt that my way and the prosperity of the West are indispensable. She was specially made her priest, and looking at it now, she might have entered the land tribe in person." The Taoist said.

"Houtu has compassion in his heart, but it's different from my western way." Zhunti said humanely.

"So it's not about helping her to get started, but about cooperating." The guide said humanely.

"That's it, I'll be the brother's guide." Taoist Zhunti said seriously.

"Junior brother, it's hard work, but junior brother should pay more attention to his own cultivation. Only when you and I prove the Tao can we truly strengthen the West." Taoist Jieyin said humanely.

"No, brother, you and I alone are not enough. If the West wants to be strong, it should rely on the entire Western beings, not just you and me. The West can't just live under the wings of you and me forever. What we want to grow is the entire West." Especially after watching Huanglong, I feel that it is not enough. So brother, please quickly prove the Tao, as for me, I will train the Western disciples first." Zhunti Taoist shook his head.

"Junior Brother, I'm too anxious, so I'm afraid I'll fall into obsession. Like Medicine Master and Maitreya, they are all good, not as good as in Anji." The guiding Taoist said humanely.

"It's not weaker than Antarctica, but compared with Huanglong, it's far behind. If Huanglong was born under my family, I don't know how long the day of prosperity in the west will be ahead of me." Zhunti Taoist sighed, and suddenly showed pain and regret. .

"It's my luck, but it's my life. Brother, take a closer look, I'm not a minority of Western heroes." Taoist Jieyin comforted him.

"No, brother, I suddenly remembered that when Dijun and Taiyi vomited blood just now, a large amount of Golden Crow blood was spit out, and I didn't accept it, but Huang Longyan quickly took it away. My heart aches!" Taoist Zhunti suddenly Clutching his heart, he said.

Leading Taoist: ...

At this moment, he suddenly felt that revitalizing the West was much more difficult than he had imagined.

There is no Hongmeng Ziqi.

All of them began to gear up, even those who practiced purely who said "God has the virtue of good life" on weekdays began to wipe the fairy sword in their hands.

There is no good or evil in the battle of the great way, but there is no end to death.

As for Patriarch Minghe, who usually doesn't pay much attention to the virtues of good life, he took out the two swords of Abi Yuantu who had just absorbed the evil spirit of the battle of Penglai, but he didn't return to the sea of ​​blood.

The monks who rushed over in an instant disappeared in an instant.

Zhen Yuanzi looked anxiously, Hong Yun was the weakest among all the possessors of Primordial Purple Qi.

Take a long sigh, is this guy really courting death?
Chao Fuxi and Tongtian met with a ceremony, and after confirming that the two of them would not make trouble, they also left in a hurry.

But these have nothing to do with Huanglong.

Hongmeng Ziqi, he has no strength to fight, this dispute is destined to have nothing to do with him, the next thing he has to do is to go back honestly and be punished.

Of course, before doing this, you must first count the property in your hand.

He also only recently discovered that before he knew it, he had been promoted from a five-none real person to the ranks of prehistoric rich people.

The Xiantian Lingbao, which had never existed in the past, has now successfully broken through double digits.

Kongtong Seal, Central Wuji Banner, Fengshen Bang, Beating the God Whip, Baolian Lantern, Heart-Piercing Lock, Four Seas Bottle, Wulu Qiankun Net, Hunyuan Umbrella, Qingyun Sword, Jasper Pipa, Wulong Seal, Red Flame Mirror, Changyang search

There are a few other acquired magic weapons.

Most of them are harvested in this battle. Although not all big Luos will have innate magic weapons, those top big Luos in Penglai still have one or two innate magic weapons.

But now, it naturally fell into Huanglong's hands.

Anything else, that's all!

Whether there is or not, the impact is not big, the key is the list of gods, the whip of God, and the set of heavenly books are finally assembled.

Holding the list of gods in his left hand and the magic whip in his right hand, the rules are surging. It is the first time since the Zixiao Palace that these two spirit treasures have been assembled together. can.

Huang Long secretly sighed that they are all top-level spiritual treasures, which are more cooperative than Kongtong Yin.

Receive information and get a general understanding of the functions of the Book of Heaven.

Unlike magic weapons such as the Kongtong Seal and the Central Wuji Banner, it does not have excellent attack and defense capabilities, and is not considered a weapon, but more of a functional magic weapon.

Transformed by the laws of heaven and earth, the gods of heaven and earth are enshrined, and they are in charge of endless rules. Even ordinary people, sealed by rules, can be reborn, evolve into a sacred body, and master the laws.

It's just different from the current gods. The current gods have power first and then gods. Those who can move mountains will be mountain gods, and those who will overturn the sea will be gods of the sea. If they are no longer gods, they still have this ability, but the gods on the list of gods are the other way around, they must have a god position to have mana, as long as they have a god position, even if they were nothing before, they can have power and manipulate Jiang Hai, and Once deprived of the god position, there is no mana.

This point coincides with Dijun's way of wanting all races to cultivate.

Of course, if you are a monk who is originally similar to the law, as a god, you can continue to use the power of the law of heaven to continuously speed up your cultivation.

The higher the rank, the stronger the buff.

At the same time, if the list of gods is not destroyed, it will leave a mark, and the list of gods can be resurrected continuously.

But this resurrection requires a price.

The beliefs of all beings, the merits of heaven and earth, and luck are all fine.

However, Duke Dong didn't have the first two, and the poor ones could only use luck.

After feeling a lot, Huang Long threw the list of gods to Fuxi and said, "Brother, I give you this thing to restrain the Penglai group of immortals. And then, brother, should you talk to me about betting with the book of heaven, betting with my magic weapon?" , is it reasonable? What about compensation?"

"I don't agree with what my sister said, go find her. And what did you mean by looking at me just now?" Fuxi looked at Huang Long with a half-smile.

"Of course it's because my elder brother is so handsome, so I couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Does my elder brother think I'm ugly?" Huang Long said.

"Really? When my little sister left just now, she told me that when Daoist Yuan Shi was traveling in the prehistoric region, he saw an evil yellow flood dragon and beat him to death." Fu Xi said calmly.

"Huang Jiao?" Huang Long's eyebrows twitched, no way, my master is not such a fairy.

Daoist Tongtian also suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and said to Huanglong: "Xiaolong, my uncle left beforehand. When you are sure you want to go back to Kunlun, talk to my uncle."

After finishing speaking, he took Shi Tianjun one step ahead.

When Huanglong was about to leave, he would return to Kunlun one step ahead of time, and then tell his second brother about the matter.

The second brother is bound to be angry, but Huanglong will come later, so in comparison, I don't look very good.

Good or bad, it is a comparison.

Huang Long raised his eyes and looked around, is there any big boss backing him?

The eyes looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit first, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit buried her head directly in her broad chest.

The master can't bear it, let alone me, and besides, junior brother, why don't you carry it for me?

Huang Long's heart sank, and he looked at Nanji Fairy again.

The Nanji Immortal raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. Finally, this day came. After returning, Master will not beat me to death.

If you want to fight, kill your junior brother first.

He was already a Daluo Jinxian, but Huanglong still felt a strong chill. These brothers and sisters were unreliable.

Why is there no one in Kunlun who has the courage to challenge authority and stand up for himself when he makes mistakes?

(End of this chapter)