Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 257 Frequent Accidents

Do you need the consent of Emperor Shennong?

Then I'm not here in vain?

Ao Bing was surprised and suddenly felt a little tricky.

The Shennong clan was in Huoyun Cave, and he was not qualified to approach him at any time. How could he obtain their consent?

"You old turtle, are you kidding me?"

He raised his hand angrily and punched the furnace lid with his fist.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, the stove lid shook, and a crack appeared.

"Third Prince, you..."

Bi Xi looked shocked and glanced up with an incredible expression.

Even Prince Mohong on the side became solemn:

"Brother Xian, did you just... push it?"

Ao Bing looked at his hands, and then at the huge and exquisite stove cover, wondering in his heart.

The furnace lid moved with a creak, and the furnace was also dazzling with a black and purple magic light.

At the same time, the entire sea area was shaken like an earthquake, with rumbles and earthquakes.

"None of the great immortals from the three mountains and five mountains can save me from trouble. I didn't expect that I would have to rely on you, the Dragon Clan, in the end."

Before he could finish his words, his big hands were already opened, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Mo Hong refused, but couldn't hide his curiosity. He flew forward and imitated his actions and pushed.

The shock on Biyi's face subsided, and a look of ecstasy instantly appeared on his face: "Prince, did you really push it? Really pushed it!"

"Yes, Third Brother, Bigui has been waiting here for many years, and today his merits should be fulfilled." Prince Mohong said happily.

Ao Bing raised his head, his eyes seemed to go through the deep sea and see beyond the sea boundary.

It happened that the devil also bowed his head at this time.

What kind of eyes are those?

The purple pupils are bright and the electric light is shining.

It seems that the Three Saints of Fire Cloud Cave also put their hope in him.

He pushed tentatively with his hand.

The glacier shook, black and purple demonic energy steamed, and a vast and irregular shadow broke through the ice and straightened up proudly.

"Quick, push the stove lid away!!"

He swayed and urged loudly, but he was even more excited than Mohong and the other two.

Then he held the stove lid and pushed hard.

Could it be that Nuwa, the Empress, negotiated an agreement?

He fell into silence, his mind a little confused.

Hearing this, Ao Bing nodded and told him to stay away.

The wild and wanton laughter rumbled like thunder, and the thousands of miles of sea boiled and surged like a boiling pot.

Seeing that he didn't move, Bixi couldn't help but urge again:

The Demon God smiled contemptuously. Instead of gratitude, his face showed disgust:

"You probably don't know that what I hate the most in my life is the Dragon Clan, so I kindly give you death!!"

"I can't do it. I've pushed it before and couldn't push it at all."

With just one glance, Prince Mo Hong felt a huge pressure that made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha, come out, I'm out!!"

Ao Bing understood instantly and relaxed completely.

Billions of tons of glaciers shook and cracked, creating gaps tens of kilometers wide.

"Fourth brother, come up and give it a try."

For a time,

"Third Prince, please take action quickly. We will collect the treasure furnace today so that we can alleviate the suffering of this old minister who is waiting here."

It was as if the door to hell had been opened, and immeasurable black water poured in from the gap.

In an instant, the furnace lid shook and made a "crunching" sound. Sure enough, it moved a little.

The demonic intention surged in it, and the demonic light soared into the sky.

Thousands of miles of avalanche, thousands of miles of tsunami, white and black waves collide with each other, disappear... collide again, disappear again...

It was agreed that the stove lid could only be opened with Shennong's consent. Now he pushed it gently and the lid moved.

All of a sudden.

Just like a giant despising ants, his gaze looked down through the sea water and glanced down coldly.

Ao Bing glanced at him, with a hint of strange color in his eyes.

However, no matter how hard he tried to suck the milk, the lid wouldn't budge.

It was born with two horns, six arms spread out, and bursts of ghost cries and demon screams came from the body, as if there were hundreds of millions of demon soldiers cheering and celebrating for it! !

It's just that he has never had any friendship with the Three Saints. I don't know why they have such confidence in him.

Boom.

Could it be that Shennong was also prepared to let him solve the "chaos of fate" once and for all?

I was confused, but I didn't rush to take action. Instead, I looked back at Mo Hong:

The palm of his hand seemed to shake the world, pushing away hundreds of millions of water waves, revealing endless murderous intent.

Prince Mohong was horrified. With such a figure, connecting the sky and the earth, even a slight movement could crush the mountain peaks and shake the world.

Where can he cope?

"Good brother, good brother!!!"

He panicked and shouted, despair almost filling his chest.

Just when the big hand was about to crush it, a figure boldly took action to resist the black shadow.

It changes extremely quickly. At first it was as small as gravel, and in the next moment it was as huge as a mountain peak. In just one breath, it was already incredibly large.

Ao Bing's shoulders resisted the big hand, like a giant god reaching into the sky. As his body grew larger, his joints all over his body suddenly exerted force, and he pushed hard upwards.

Luan Ming was caught off guard and felt a majestic force pressing against his palm, making it impossible for him to press it down.

Followed by.

An overwhelming force rushed forward, pushing him involuntarily and falling upside down.

"It's actually... Fa Tian Xiang Di?"

Watching the giant break through the glacier, Luan Ming had a look of shock on his face.

Ao Bing sneered, took out his ears, and let out a surprised and provocative grin:

"Who did you just say you were going to give death to?"

Are you using my words to block me?

Luan Ming was angry, "You are looking for death!!" He stood up and ignored him, clenched his six arms into fists, rushed away from the rolling clouds, and hit Ao Bing.

The surging demonic intention ignited fierce flames, and the purple-black demonic light lingered around the fist, making the world pale, and the heaven and earth dimmed in an instant.

"Can't stop it, can't stop it at all!!" Mo Hong shivered, his mind almost taken over by him.

In the Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi, Shennong, Xuanyuan, and Nuwa, the four great gods all looked solemn, looking through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to the North Pole. Xuanyuan sighed: "Back then, Julixian received such a punch and his body almost collapsed. Could he be able to block it?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Ao Bing laugh, his body shook, and several arms appeared out of thin air behind him.

You have six arms, I have eight arms!

Fists against fists, palms against palms, they collided like thunderbolts.

In an instant, the world was created, chaos was reborn, extremely terrifying air waves were set off, and the entire sea level dropped by dozens of feet.

Luan Ming's face was ferocious, his body was broken, and his fingers were weirdly twisted.

The pain made him grit his teeth and look at the other person fiercely.

The collision just now seemed as if what he was fighting with was not fists, but indestructible divine iron.

"Indestructible body, good, good, good, this is enough!!"

Black energy surged, and the broken and twisted fingers reset themselves and returned to their original state.

Luan Ming laughed evilly, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, with a stern look.

Since the soul was refined into the Vajra Aspect God and Demon, he has acquired the characteristics of immortality.

Even if your head is cut off, your hands are cut off, and your internal organs are emptied, you can still recover in an instant.

"It's just that King Kong is indestructible, but I will beat you into scrap metal!!"

As he spoke, he became fierce again and attacked.

Ao Bing's expression changed, and he thought to himself, "It turns out he is such an immortal. In this case, the immortal-killing flying knife may be useless."

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Xuanyuan sighed and shook his head with a helpless expression:

"This was the case back then. The chaotic souls could be killed and combined at will, and could not be eradicated at all. It was really a headache."

Nuwa smiled and said, "Since Pindao recommends the Third Prince Long, he has his own reasons."

As he spoke, he pointed his jade finger downwards: "Everyone, please take a look!!"

All the saints couldn't help but watch.

I saw Ao Bing make a quick decision, a scroll appeared in his hand, and he threw it into the sky.

The scroll spread out with a splash and danced in the air, like a winding flying dragon, faintly emitting red light as it circled.

Luan Ming looked up in shock, and suddenly saw endless waves of fire surging, revealing the scorching heat, and the evil spirits roaring ferociously, and he had to swallow the red iron balls one by one.

Under the red light, there seemed to be an evil ghost who noticed his gaze and turned to look at him.

Their eyes met, Luan Ming's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly yelled and fell backwards.

It turns out that the evil ghost in the painting looks exactly like him.

He was horrified for a moment, and his mind was taken away by it. Before he could recover, the scroll had twisted and twisted like a tornado, surrounding him in the center.

The majestic red light shone on his face, and Luan Ming's face was instantly elongated and distorted. Half of his body was like elongated bubble gum, about to be sucked into the painting.

"No, don't, I just came out!!"

He struggled desperately and clasped his hands on the ground, like two stators embedded in the earth, inserted deeply to stabilize his body.

But how powerful is the "Hell Picture"?

Even though he tried his best, he was still pulled into the picture bit by bit.

During the tug-of-war, the earth rumbled and trembled, and the entire underground plate of the North Sea moved with it, causing frequent earthquakes.

Half of Luan Ming's face was twisted and elongated, and only half of his face was intact. A group of ghosts roared in his ears, and the pain and wailing sounded like a demonic sound filling his ears.

He had an intuition in his heart that this picture could not be entered, and if he entered it, he might never come out again.

I couldn't help but break my heart and yelled at the sea:

"If you don't take action yet, when will you see it?!"

When Prince Mo Hong heard this, his expression of joy instantly turned into surprise: "Does he have other helpers?"

The sound has not yet fallen.

Bi Xi's eyes suddenly lit up red.

A giant Vajra-like god-demon with two horns and six arms on its back flew out of its orifice, hit the glacier, and hit Ao Bing's chin with a rising dragon fist from bottom to top.

"Bi Xi, you dare to rebel?!!!"

Prince Mohong was shocked and angry, and could hardly believe his eyes.

Those who can be sent to guard the tripod, even if they are idlers, must be trusted by Beihai Dragon Palace.

Unexpectedly, the person looking at the cell turned out to be a giant thief.

The other party not only practiced the devil's way, but also refined his soul together into the "Vajra Formed God and Demon".

In the Fire Cloud Cave, the Three Saints and Nuwa Empress were equally astonished when they saw it. No one expected that the tortoise who looked at him honestly would also have a bone in his head.

Rumble!

The Shenglong Ba Fist filled with dense purple energy, like a mountain peak rising up into the sky.

For a time, the glacier broke, the seawater shook, and waves thousands of feet high were set off.

There was a ferocious smile on Biyi's face, and beneath the evil expression, there was a sure blow.

That's right, I have rebelled long ago! !

Who the hell likes to spend their whole life accomplishing nothing in this barren place, guarding a broken cauldron?

Why can you eat and drink in the Dragon Palace and enjoy peace?

I am the only one who has to spend my time in this dark seabed.

So he had long since worshiped Luan Ming as his teacher and practiced the magic way.

At this moment, he held back for a long time, seized the opportunity, and took action instantly.

The attack was unexpected and launched so quickly that almost no one expected it.

Ao Bing suddenly smiled when he saw that the powerful punch was about to hit.

"Old turtle, I've been waiting for you for a long time!!"

As if he had no idea, he took half a step back, leaned back slightly, and kicked out like lightning, hitting Bixi's calf.

Biyi was caught off guard and felt a pain in his leg, and his body immediately tilted and bent down.

Before he could stabilize himself, another big hand reached down from above his head. Like an eagle catching a rabbit, its iron fingers dug into the back of his neck like claws, grabbing him and turning him back.

Ao Bing's face was cold and stern, his arms were like snake coils, he strangled the opponent's neck and locked the opponent like a winch.

"Old turtle, with all your skills as a three-legged cat, you still dare to show your shame in front of me?"

He sneered coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

I fight and practice martial arts every day. If I can't even take down a dead house, I can really find a mountain and hit him directly.

And he felt strange from the moment he entered the water to check the Tianxing Cauldron.

The lid of the cauldron was sealed tightly, and no breath could come out.

Why is the demonic energy in Mianlong Strait getting stronger day by day?

Especially when he discovered that he could push the stove lid, the old turtle urged him again and again, as happy as if his own mother had given birth to a big fat boy for him.

If you say you have nothing wrong with you, can I believe it?

(End of this chapter)