Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

When Mr. Dongguo saw that Prime Minister Turtle was vague, he realized that his question was abrupt, so he stopped talking and just urged everyone to drink, and everyone toasted each other.

Outside the territory? Great opportunity? After hearing what Prime Minister Turtle said, everyone present had their own ideas in their minds and secretly calculated.

Prime Minister Turtle picked up the wine jar to hide the gleam in his eyes.

Their clan has been in power in the Dragon Palace ever since the Dragon Clan took control of the seas, and they share the same fate as the dragon clans of the four seas.

What happened outside the territory was such a big deal, how could he reveal it just because of a mere banquet?

The relationship between him and the old Dongguo wolf was not that close yet, and he revealed these things at the table at the behest of several dragon kings.

Because of the two princesses of the South China Sea, their dragon clan of the four seas had the good fortune to be able to rely on the heavenly court at an early age.

Also because of their alienation from the water systems of the human world, the dragon tribes of the four seas assisted the Heavenly Court in their meritorious service, and in the conquest of foreign lands, they, the Dragon Palace Water Tribe, also got a share.

However, the dragon clan is not like the three religions and has long been in decline. Although there are several old and powerful people in the clan, the Dragon Ancestor Daluo is in charge, and the four dragon kings have trillions of water soldiers and hundreds of millions of demons and fairies under their command.

However, compared with the three religions, and even the North Ming Wuliangtian, Blood Sea and other forces, the Four Seas Dragon Clan lacks powerful figures of the Golden Immortal level. They can't always rely on those Daluo ancestors to come forward for everything.

That's why Prime Minister Turtle Lingkong Tianjing attended the banquet. This time he was fishing, looking for some independent cultivators and demon kings worth winning over for the Dragon Palace.

During the past hundred years, the Dragon Palace has been looking for people everywhere. With this method, it has attracted many golden immortals, demon saints, ancient immortals, and
After three rounds of drinking, a demon king could not help but sigh: "I have established my own place in this world, living forever and happily like a god, not inferior to the heavenly official Buddha in the slightest.
Now that the Heavenly Palace has been rebuilt, I have nothing else to ask for, except that there won’t be another True Martial Demon-Slaying Emperor!”

Speaking of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, the Demon King couldn't help but shudder.

This demon king was originally a great demon who ruled over the Northern Continent. Although he could not be said to be able to dominate the entire world, he was still a well-known and prominent figure in the Northern Continent's territory of more than hundreds of millions of miles.

Before the Journey to the West, the Great Emperor Zhenwu transformed into the Nine Heavens Demon Master and brought the two generals, the turtle and the snake, with him, led the eight marshals, and tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals to sweep almost the entire human world.
Even the place where ancient great monsters lurked was within his conquest range. That battle caused many monsters to shed blood and also made the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Patriarch famous.

The demon king didn't even dare to meet the Nine Heavens Demon Patriarch. He just saw his cloud-like light from afar and then fled from the cave. Now when he mentioned his name, there was still some fear in his tone.

"I heard that the Lord of the North Sea is now one of the six kings of heaven. As we are both demons, I believe he will show some mercy!" A demon king picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

"Who cares? If the Heavenly Court really wants to take action, the worst that can happen is that we brothers can go to the Primordial Star Region to enjoy ourselves. Ha, can the Heavenly Court really chase us all the way to the Primordial Star Region?" A demon king said unconvinced.

"Ahem! You fellow Taoists are worrying too much!" Prime Minister Turtle coughed and said, "When I was in the human world, I also dealt with people from the Heavenly Court. They acted in an orderly manner and were not the kind of rude people.
Regardless of whether they are demons or independent cultivators, as long as they have not violated the Heavenly Court's rules, it is not difficult to talk to them! "

After hearing what Prime Minister Turtle said, many of the demon kings present felt a little more at ease.

"That's right. Let's live our own lives behind closed doors. No matter how overbearing the Heavenly Court is, they can't come knocking on our door!" A demon king laughed.
At this moment, suddenly there were muffled thunders, and the whole Dongguo City seemed to tremble.
"No way, is my mouth so effective? Someone really came to my door!" The demon king who spoke was a crow spirit who had practiced for several Yuanhui. He looked at Mr. Dongguo very carefully and was secretly shocked. "Huh?!"

Mr. Dongguo's body shook, he stood up suddenly, looked up at the sky, his face looked extremely ugly.

"Lord Dongguo, what happened?" a demon king asked hurriedly.

"I have been practicing for hundreds of millions of years, but this is the first time that someone has come to my doorstep during a birthday banquet. I want to see who is humiliating me like this!"

Mr. Dongguo had a gloomy face, and a black gas rushed out from his head. The black gas turned into a cloud of light about the size of an acre, and a giant wolf could be faintly seen roaring inside it. It was obvious that this great sage of the demon clan was really angry.

Mr. Dongguo paused, and his figure turned into a black light and flew out of the hall.

"Everyone in the entire Lingkongtian Realm knows that this old wolf Dongguo is famous for his viciousness. Who is so bold as to provoke him?"

Upon seeing this, the demon kings could no longer sit still, so they put down their wine bottles and followed out.

When Mr. Dongguo left the city, millions of armored demon soldiers were fighting with tens of thousands of Taoist soldiers in armored uniforms.
These armored warriors are none other than the "Wu Zu" steel soldiers with modified appearance. They come here to hunt down Dongguo Erlang who was revealed by the wolf demon and was making elixirs with the heart and liver of a child.

The demon soldiers on duty in Dongguo City naturally refused to hand over the prisoners, and even wanted to capture all these ignorant guys, so this war broke out.

In terms of cultivation, these armored wolf monsters have many monster soldiers who have cultivated into infant spirits. In terms of numbers, Dongguo City has gathered more than a million monster soldiers.
These demon soldiers formed a formation under the command of a group of demon kings. Even though these "Wu Zu" soldiers were generally equipped with antimatter particle guns, nuclear machine gun bullets, and nano-scale bodies that could repair themselves, they still quickly fell into a disadvantage in the face of absolute power.

When Mr. Dongguo came out, most of the tens of thousands of warriors had been destroyed, and the remaining warriors were missing limbs, with pits and holes all over their bodies.

But these soldiers were originally killing weapons made by the Tiangong Palace, and there was no fear in their combat procedures.

Once defeated, the self-destruct program hidden in the body will be detonated directly. This has almost become a standard feature of weapons manufactured by the Tiangong Palace.

The shaking in Dongguo City just now was the result of the suicide bombing of these "Wu Zu" soldiers.
The power generated by the simultaneous self-detonation of the dark matter fuel ball, the Ark reactor, and four artificial suns is no less powerful than the powerful thunder magic performed by those true immortals who are proficient in thunder magic.

The mushroom clouds produced by the successive self-explosions rose thousands of feet high, alarming countless monsters and monks and attracting countless attention.

Some monks also saw that the scene was too big and were afraid of causing trouble, so they closed the mountain gates.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Mr. Dongguo looked at the thousands of tattered "Wu Zu" armored soldiers who were trapped in the center by his demon soldiers. His heart suddenly burned with anger, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

(End of this chapter)