Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 141 The dispute over Kunlun Mountain
Hou Tu happily agreed to this, and Xing Tian also left with Zhao Gongming.

He really couldn't stand the disgusting bloody smell of Netherworld Sea.

It is simply more uncomfortable than the pain caused by exercising the physical body.

I don’t know how Lord Zu Wu could bear it.

Xing Tian and Zhao Gongming left the Nether Sea together. When Zhao Gongming returned to Kunlun Mountain, he happened to pass by Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain brought Xingtian completely to the Houtu tribe and said goodbye to Xingtian.

Zhao Gongming used the power of space and started to rush back to Kunlun Mountain.

Daluo Jinxian, after comprehending the power of laws, shattered the void with a single thought, and already had the capital to initially travel through chaos.

Of course, chaos is too dangerous. Earth, fire, water, wind, chaotic beasts, chaotic cracks, etc. are not something Daluo Jinxian can endure.

Only a quasi-sage can have more power to protect himself in the extremely dangerous chaos.

Zhao Gongming has understood the law of space to [-]%, which is the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

The power of law has been comprehended to [-]%, which is the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.

The power of law has been comprehended to [-]%, which is the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

The power of law has been comprehended to [-]%, which is the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.

Use the laws of space to tear apart the void and fold space nodes, which is more than ten times faster than flying on the clouds.

In less than half a month, Zhao Gongming arrived at Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain, as always, stands tall on the eastern land. It is graceful, vast, and unusually majestic, with some aura of the Supreme Holy Path mixed in it.

Let the countless monks who usually pass by Kunlun Mountain pay homage.

Previously, Buzhou Mountain was the first mountain in the world, and Kunlun Mountain could only be ranked second.

But now, there are three saints sitting on Kunlun Mountain, which ranks as the first sacred mountain in the world.

After hurriedly flying up to Kunlun Mountain, Zhao Gongming was preparing to go to Shangqing Palace to pay his respects to the sage master.

Suddenly, there were bursts of noise in my ears.

"We finally broke through the innate formation together and unearthed the high-grade innate spiritual roots, but we were cut off by Zhen Liusun. These disciples of the Explanation and Teaching are really bullying others. Brother Jinguangxian, please teach Zhen Liusun a lesson!"

"That spiritual root was originally born in the territory of my Chan Sect. You, the wet-born eggs, with hair and horns, are used to being domineering in the wilderness, and you dare to steal things from my Chan Sect, the Immortal."

"Senior Brother Ailiu Sun, take out your Immortal Binding Rope, tie up the Jinguang Immortal, hang it on a tree, and teach them a lesson."

"Senior Brother Jin Guangxian, you must defend the majesty of our Jiejiao sect and you will never be defeated."

Zhao Gongming frowned, it seemed that there was another dispute between Interception and Interpretation.

He was about to go take a look when suddenly, a black-clothed Taoist with an aura around Xuanxian flew past him in a hurry.

The aura is of pure and incomparable immortality.

The direction they were flying to was exactly where a group of direct disciples of the Jie Sect lived. Apparently, they were going to call for reinforcements.

"Junior brother, wait a moment."

Zhao Gongming quickly stopped him. He had to figure out what happened first.

It's a good idea to come forward, otherwise you won't be regarded as a biased person.

The black-clothed Taoist turned around impatiently. When he saw it was Zhao Gongming, his whole body started to tremble and he was very excited, "Sir, senior brother, why are you back?"

Zhao Gongming had no time to talk nonsense with him and said directly. "What happened on Kunlun Mountain? Why are there so many shouts of beating and killing?"

"Senior Brother, you have to make the decision for us. A few of us were patrolling the mountain with Senior Brother Jin Guangxian. Halfway through the patrol, Senior Brother Jin Guangxian felt the aura of the innate formation on a mountain wall."

"So I used my master's teaching formation to break through the great innate formation and discovered a high-grade innate spiritual root. I taught those shameless people who happened to see it and would rob us unless they said it was theirs."

The Taoist in black gave an overview of the matter in a few words, and Zhao Gongming had some idea in his mind.

To put it simply, Jin Guangxian discovered an innate spiritual root on the territory of Chanjiao. His disciple Wei Liusun saw it, and a fierce battle broke out due to a verbal conflict.

Zhao Gongming shook his head, "There's no need to ask for reinforcements. You and I will go take a look together."

The black-clothed Taoist was overjoyed and said, "Elder brother, come with me."

The black-clothed Taoist led Zhao Gongming to turn left and right, and finally came to a mountain peak that towered into the clouds.

At this time, dozens of people were already surrounding a huge open space in the center of the mountain peak.

In addition to the onlookers around, there were two Taoists in the center of the square.

A man wearing a glittering golden Taoist robe, with impressive wealth and honor, was none other than Jin Guangxian.

One was wearing a brocade robe with a cloud pattern, and it was Chan who taught Jin Xian that he was afraid of leaving his grandson.

At this time, the two were fighting up and down in the open space, and the aftermath of the magic power continued to spread in all directions.

The solid space continued to make huge roars, trembled slightly, rippled, and then cracked into countless small lines, as if it was about to break into countless pieces at any time.

Jin Guangxian, a generation of great demons who have traversed the ancient world, has already reached the peak of Taiyi Jinxian's Taoism.

But his opponent is the third eldest among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun, Wei Liusun. He is a Taoist and is also at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. He has a strong foundation and a strong aura.

The battle between the two was obviously not short. Jin Guangxian was suppressed and was at a disadvantage. He could only parry but not fight back.

"I'm afraid of leaving my grandson behind. When I break into Daluo, I will make you look good."

Although Jin Guangxian was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms, he still did not forget to say harsh words.

"Hmph, by the time you break into Daluo, I'm afraid I've already become a quasi-sage. Hand over your spiritual roots, or I'll hang you from a tree for three days and three nights."

"Bah, no way."

Jin Guangxian spat fiercely at Wei Liusun, and Wei Liusun quickly used his magic power to resist, but some of it was inevitably stained on his clothes, and a smelly smell suddenly hit him, which was disgusting.

"Hahaha." Jin Guangxian burst into laughter.

"Jin Guangxian, you are seeking death!"

Fearing Liu Sun's rage, he sacrificed the Immortal Binding Rope. This treasure was given by Yuan Shi. It was a top-grade innate and extremely powerful.

At this time, once Fearful Sun was sacrificed, Jin Guangxian was tied up tightly with a long golden rope that shuttled through space at an extremely fast speed.

The eyes of Jin Guangxian's huge starry sky were fixed on Wei Liusun, "If you dare to hurt me, I will teach you personally and will never let you go."

Zhen Liusun just snorted coldly, found a big tree at random, and was about to hang Jin Guangxian up.

With Jin Guangxian's magical power, being hung for three days and three nights was naturally harmless, but it was extremely insulting. If he really did this, Jin Guangxian would be really embarrassed to see anyone in the future.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

When Wei Liusun was about to recall the Immortal Binding Rope and hang Jin Guangxian up, his expression suddenly changed. It seemed as if the Immortal Binding Rope had not listened to his call and was stagnant in mid-air. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it back.

"Afraid of leaving your grandson behind, is the great magic weapon my uncle gave you meant for you to use to bully and humiliate your fellow disciples?"

(End of this chapter)