Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 195: Heavenly Demon Treasure Alchemy
Hou Hong was fighting against the enemy, but saw that Wang Chong didn't come, a handsome young man came out, saw him, without saying a word, flew out a silver sword, and slashed at the head.

He was angry, and said to himself: "I'm also selling the face of the left-wing vanguard, so I'm just playing tricks. Someone really thinks I'm a mud, and wants to kill me?"

He pushed flat with his mace and stick, seemingly slow, but it was as heavy as a mountain, like the collapse of the sky and the earth, locking all Qi within a radius of [-] Xu.

Qiao Li made a move with the silver scale sword, only then did he realize that something was wrong, he wanted to take back the flying sword, or change his tactics, but it was already impossible.

Watching helplessly as Hou Hong hit the flying sword with a stick, the silver scale sword let out a mournful howl and was swept away by the stick.

Hou Hong swept away the silver-scaled sword with one stick, and said calmly: "This junior has some skills."

Qiao Li hurriedly flew into the air, recalled the silver scale sword, and said angrily, "Whose senior are you?"

Hou Hong raised his head and glanced at him, and said, "I know that you are the second ancestor of Emei, but even if your brother is in front of me, you are still just a junior, let alone you?"

"You're not really poor."

Hearing this person, Qiao Li immediately told his background, and couldn't help feeling panicked, and asked, "Have you asked senior about his background?"

Hou Hong sighed and said, "Don't ask, it's really embarrassing."

"You go back! Change Wang Chong out, I'll play with him."

Qiao Li's expression changed several times, but in the end Yu Jian returned to Jiujiang City and said angrily, "That man told you to go."

Wang Chong and Hou Hong fought ferociously for more than ten days, with neither winner nor loser, but Qiao Li came out to face each other and was beaten back. The disciples from all the sects present all thought to themselves, "No wonder everyone said that the elder brother was worshiped on Mount Wutai. Brother Wang Chong is really extraordinary. Qiao Li can only be a little sword fairy, and he can't even resist Hou Hong's move."

Qiao Li didn't know it was too bad, everyone thought so in their hearts, otherwise they would have felt that they had been extremely humiliated and resentful.

Of course he knew well that he was not Hou Hong's opponent, nor could Wang Chong be this person's opponent. This was because the two were acting together. Unfortunately for him, the others didn't cooperate, so he had to make a background.

Wang Chong carried a three-pointed two-edged knife, came riding the waves, and fought with Hou Hong. The two sides fought until dark, and Hou Hong proposed to stop.

This time, Hou Hong returned to the camp, sat alone in the tent, and took out a book. He flipped through it for a long time, then sighed, and said, "I'm not as good as that monkey."

If Wang Chong is here, he must recognize that the scroll in Hou Hong's hand is the Ancient Demon Scripture.

However, the volume in Hou Hong's hand is not the second volume, but the upper volume, and it should have been in the hands of the red-robed patriarch.

Hou Hong turned around in the middle of the night, and he pinched it casually, and in his hand was a small flag, which was of strange shape, and there were countless monsters on it, in various poses and with different expressions, extremely complicated.

He stared at the small flag, and said for a long time: "I have seen the original in the empress's hand, and this flag is less than one billionth of the original."

"The Heavenly Demon Treasure Refining Art I have comprehended is still incomplete. I have to fight with that little thief for three to five years before I can get a general idea of ​​it."

Hou Hong smashed the small flag casually, and sat quietly for one night, but on the second day he heard a commotion outside the camp. When he went out to look, it was a girl in white, very arrogant, and shouted: "I have given you the gift of my mother." My name, come to help, you dare to stop me?"

Hou Hong was taken aback, came out in a hurry, and asked, "I don't know which empress name you used?"

The girl in white raised her chin and said, "Naturally, it is the order of the three ladies of Sanxian Island."

Hou Hong's heart relaxed slightly, and he thought to himself: "It's fine if it's not that empress." He said with a smile: "So it's those three empresses, please come in quickly."

The girl in white said: "No need, I was ordered to catch that little thief named Wang Chong'er, you go and help me fight the enemy."

"The empress is very urgent, I can't delay."

"Little monkey, if you delay your mother's affairs, I will not spare you."

The white-clothed girl was outside, having fun, counting the time for too long, and then panicked, and hurried to Jiujiang City, not daring to delay any longer, and being too lazy to come forward, asked Hou Hong to call for someone, with a very bad attitude.

Hou Hong was furious, and said to himself: "Even if those three empresses are noble, so what?"

"Even they don't dare to shout at me, let alone you, a little girl serving as a servant?"

Immediately, he became vicious and said, "Don't call, look! Isn't he here?"

The girl in white didn't know it was a trick, but when she turned her head to look, Hou Hong picked up a mace and hit the back of her head with a sharp blow.

Poor girl in white, who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, has more than [-] heavenly circles, but has lived in Sanxian Island for a long time. She doesn't know the dangers outside, and her tone is too loud. Thousands of peach blossoms were beaten and died unexpectedly.

Hou Hong sneered, went up and searched, and found a magic weapon, startled, hid it, spit out a mouthful of demon fire, and burned the girl in white to ashes.

Liu Xiu'er broke the camp of the six sages in Tunan, and took away their Great Heavenly Venerable Edict, the Order of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. At this time, there was an extra name on the edict. She had a very high position, but she was a jade girl of the seventh rank.

It's just that this edict shows all the characters of the enemy army on the opposite side. No one has seen it for a long time, and no one knows about it, so a key person died inexplicably.

Hou Hong never came to challenge for several consecutive days.

Wang Chong was naturally happy and relaxed. Every time he comprehended the Daoism of his sect, the troops on both sides became quieter.

Not to mention that Hou Hong committed a murderous act, the three female fairies on Sanxian Island couldn't help casting their magic power after not seeing their maids come back for a long time. was killed."

The other two female fairies and Empress Caiyun said in surprise together: "Who is so bold that he dared to kill Xiang'er?"

Fairy Yunxiao recalculated for a while, and said: "The person who made the move is very humane, and I can't figure out who it is if the cause and effect are eliminated."

Empress Caiyun couldn't help but angrily said: "Who else? It must be Guang Chengzi. Only an ancient golden fairy like him can have such magic power to reverse yin and yang."

Although Fairy Yunxiao thought it was strange, after all, if she was Guang Chengzi, she didn't need to hide anything. After all, today's Zun had a powerful family, and she and her sisters were locked up by the heavens, so they couldn't find trouble with him.

But Empress Caiyun couldn't help saying a lot of bad things, she couldn't help getting annoyed, and said: "In this case, sister Qiongxiao, go to Jiujiang Mansion and kill that little thief named Wang Chong on the spot together with Empress Peony."

"I want to lose Guang Chengzi's face."

Empress Caiyun said, "I'm going too."

A young female fairy said: "Alright, I'll go with Sister Caiyun."

The two left Sanxian Island and went straight to Jiujiang.

Wang Chong still doesn't know that this method has brought powerful people, and they are still sleeping peacefully.

　The sixth more... Oops, it seems that I can't finish writing...

　　
　
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