I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 368 Trading Humans, What Is My Crime?
"You fellow immortals are here too. Presumably they were all affected by the magic whip."

Over the sky, white clouds floated by, and an immortal in a soap-colored Taoist robe said when he saw the rest of Liu Guang rushing to the ancestral land of the human race together.

"That's right, I don't know what's going on, but the emperor even invited him to come out with a magic whip."

A Taoist was dissatisfied.

"No matter what, you shouldn't use the magic whip. What are you doing? We have defended the human race all these years and have done our duty. If it weren't for us, the human race would have been destroyed by the siege of all races. The Emperor wants to treat us as slaves ?"

Another Taoist said, with red hair, full of disdain.

"If that's the case, we need to be more cautious. Don't forget that we are all bound by the list of gods." Another Taoist said.

"So what? The human race is relying on us now." The red-haired Taoist said humanely, they are bound by the list of gods, but now the human race can leave them?
"The point is, without our human race, there would be no peace today. Besides, we have done our duty so well, what else should we do?" Another Taoist said.

Everyone was talking about it, Ziming Zhenjun secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and immediately said angrily: "Yes, this should be the truth. Over the years, we have advanced and retreated with the human race, watched the human race grow, and paid countless hard work , we also have our feelings for the human race. The human race should be tolerant, but now they are doing this to us elders who support the human race, doing dark and cunning ways, so that the human race may be exterminated. We should help the human race to walk on the road of kingship !"

"That's right." They nodded one by one. They are the elders who watched the human race come over. This kind of respect must be there, and it is not such a tricky way to help the human race to walk on the kingly way.

At the moment, a group of Taoists came menacingly.

Soaring away from the clouds, when we reached the depths, the cloud head should have lowered, but it didn't, and instead continued to move forward.

A flash of light flashed in Huang Long's eyes, and the phantom of Yinglong flew out again above his head, shaking the heavens, and the terrifying coercion swept out, directly attacking Zhenjun Ziming, and Zhenjun Ziming's expressions changed drastically. Half of them were intimidated by this mana, and the other half were intimidated by Ying Long.

Ying Long?

Huanglong is back.

Shocked, a group of big Luos were knocked down by Ying Long Xuying without any accident, and fell into the mud. Before they could react, a thunderous explosion sounded beside their ears.

"Before the emperor, the immortals went down to the clouds. Do you still need me to teach you such a rule? Has Suiren really spoiled you all these years?"

The voice resounded in the hearts of all the immortals, shaking the primordial spirits of all the immortals, terrified in their hearts, and saw the long-lost figure and the whip in his hand.

Over the years, Huanglong disappeared and became a legend.

They also gradually forgot, and established a good image of themselves according to the false image created by the human race.

To hide the fact that Huanglong was violently beaten, he said that Huanglong was a corporal of all kinds of courtesy and virtue, and all kinds of benevolence and righteousness.

But only those who have experienced it personally know what kind of virtue Huanglong has?
When we attacked Penglai back then, there was no lower limit.

In the face of Suiren, they dared to lose their temper, because Suiren would not attack without sufficient evidence, and Suiren is a gentle and kind person. Although he also has thunderbolt methods, his actions are milder, more considerate of the overall situation, and tend to be literary.

But Huanglong is different.

They couldn't predict what Huanglong would do at all.

A group of immortals stood up reluctantly, and quickly bowed to salute: "Because of the influence of the whip, I lost my sense of control and forgot the rules. Brother Dao, please forgive me."

"If you make a mistake, just forgive me. If you make a mistake, you have to kneel down." Huang Long waved the magic whip in his hand, pointed at Ziming Zhenjun and said, "Who allowed you to stand?"

Zhenjun Ziming's complexion trembled, and an indescribable pain hit his soul immediately, Zhenjun Ziming couldn't bear it, he uttered a scream, knelt down and wailed.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks were all shocked. Most of the monks still felt a sense of sadness in their hearts. They are all Daluo Jinxian. Fuxi has always been gentle with others. Fuxi is also good to them.

Ordinary humans respect Da Luo Jinxian even more. Even in Penglai back then, there was no such shameful thing as kneeling down.

Seeing Huanglong hitting the magic whip in his hand, everyone was horrified, and no one dared to speak first.

"What's wrong with me? I need to be like this? The human race is famous for its tolerance. If you treat a veteran like me so harshly, you won't be afraid that all the people in the world will laugh at you, and all races will crowd out the human race?" Zhenjun Ziming, who was kneeling, suppressed his anger and roared, "I'm waiting for Da Luo, not the pigs and dogs you keep in captivity."

Seeing this, the rest of Da Luo was also angry, and a few hot-tempered ones wanted to stand up. Da Luo could be killed but not humiliated, at worst, he would be completely beheaded or imprisoned, and he couldn't be insulted like this.

Huang Long dismissed it: "Old man, when did you become a veteran? Have you really forgotten your identity? Do you think you are a priest invited by the human race, a high-ranking immortal? You are just the one who was defeated in Penglai and made great contributions to the human race. It’s just a prisoner of war! I’ll let you go after all the credit you have made, but these years, you have been a domineering man in the human race, demanding the most resources and guarding the formation the most tightly. As a result, the number of casualties has not decreased, but has continued to increase. You Say what's going on?"

"The monsters are ferocious and the human race is weak. This is normal. Which area is not increasing? Let alone me, what can you do? If it weren't for me, those tribes would have been wiped out long ago!" Zhenjun Ziming refused to accept road.

The rest of the monks also had ordinary expressions when they heard the words. The human race's own strength is not enough. Even if they try their best, they can't guarantee that there will be no losses.

Some losses are inevitable.

Even being eaten by monsters can be regarded as normal consumption.

"If it weren't for you, some tribes wouldn't be extinct." Huang Long slammed down the magic whip in his hand, and hit Zhenjun Ziming directly. Zhenjun Ziming let out another scream and rolled on the ground. Luo couldn't stand it, and wanted to speak, but saw a blue glazed mirror appearing behind Huanglong, and the blue light enveloped the whole Ziming Zhenjun.

A long illusory river surged above Zhenjun Ziming's head, and many scenes flowed naturally.

In one of the scenes, Zhenjun Ziming sat on his seat and discussed with Qiongqi, the big Luo monster who was at the top of the most wanted list of the human race.

The immortals were shocked, and many Da Luo's complexions changed, revealing a bit of guilt.

"These treasures and witches will be given to Zhenjun and let Zhenjun enjoy them." Qiongqi said with a smile.

"Okay, you take this map and attack the Feng tribe. Their tribe has become more and more unruly recently, and they even have the intention of disobeying me. The rest of the Heng tribe are more obedient, don't move." Ziming Zhenjun said .

"That's natural. We cooperate with each other, and there are many." Qiongqi smiled brightly on his face.

……

Huang Long saw that the murderous look in his eyes was even worse, and he struck down with another whip, hitting Ziming Zhenjun Yuanshen, Ziming Zhenjun was in unceasing pain, screaming again and again, his foundation was completely broken.

The rest of the big Luos didn't dare to say any more, and some big Luos who had done the same thing turned pale with fright, and sat down directly.

how is this possible?Da Luo Jinxian can already use part of the time, what he does, logically speaking, even a quasi-sage cannot rely on supernatural powers to deduce it.

How could it be released?

In this way, they still have a way to survive.

"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, I'll change it in the future, and please forgive my life!" Zhenjun Ziming also didn't have the dignity of a big Luo, begging for mercy again and again.

"Forgive your life? Then who will forgive those people who were killed by you?" Huang Long sneered.

"How do they compare with me? They are mere mortals with limited lifespans, humble ants, and their lifespan is only a hundred years. But I am the Daluo Jinxian, immortal. Besides, even if I don't sell out and do my best, they will still die." Ziming Zhenjun roared unwillingly.

"Look, a lot of people died in my tribe, but, for someone as conscientious as the swordsman, millions of people die every year in the area he is in charge of, which is the same proportion as the area I am in charge of. No matter what , so many creatures will die, with the current strength of the human race, it is impossible to achieve no casualties, so why not let us discuss it and keep our strength?"

Many big Luos nodded after hearing the words, yes, they all thought so.

The human race is too weak, no matter how they defend, they will die a certain number.

Then use this amount to negotiate a deal, which will not only save the battle, but also retain the elite vitality of the human race.

Isn't it beautiful?

They are also for the human race!

"Snapped!"

The one who answered Zhenjun Ziming was Huanglong who beat the magic whip mercilessly, and when he hit the whip, his head exploded immediately.

(End of this chapter)