Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1653 Helping Huang Long turns out to be a bad thing
  Zhang Yan suppressed a laugh and secretly spat at himself!

"He's finished!" The system looked at the nosebleeds on the steps and said coolly, Yuanshi Tianzun has mysophobia.

Zhang Yan: "..."

Is this considered a good intention but a bad thing?

In the Yuxu Palace, the Antarctic Immortal couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

But looking at the cold face of his master, he tried hard to tighten his face, and his face almost stiffened.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he squeezed a crack out of the Nine Dragon Jade Cup in his hand.

"As expected, he is a man with scales and horns, and cannot be used for much purpose!"

"I think he's pretty good!" Leader Tongtian, who was sitting on the right hand side of Yuanshi Tianzun, said with a smile, "He has outstanding talent, merits, and great perseverance. He is a good young man."

"If you like it, just accept it." Yuanshi Tianzun said coldly, with a look of disgust on his face, but he didn't bother to lie, "This one is indeed better than those under your sect!"

"I thought so, but he's in a different color!" Leader Tongtian shook his head. He already had more than a dozen dragons there, all in various colors.

"Look at his talent and his clean aura, just take it away!" Master Tongtian tried his best to pass the Yellow Dragon to Yuanshi Tianzun. He already has apprentices from the demon clan, so he will no longer dislike his Are they all furry?

"If he can come up, I will take him in myself." Yuanshi Tianzun said this through his teeth.

Leader Tongtian shook his head and muttered quietly: "I want to save face and suffer the consequences."

Yuanshi Tianzun: "..."

Where is my three precious jade Ruyi? !
  "How is it appropriate to fight in front of future disciples?!" Saint Taiqing finally spoke up and spared Tongtian Cult Master a beating.

… ˆ ˆ “Wipe it!” Zhang Yan was silent and took out a handkerchief with a cleaning spell from his sleeve, but actually from the system space.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" Master Huang Long took it gratefully. He did not cover his nose immediately, but squatted down under the pressure and carefully wiped the steps clean.

"It seems that he also knows that Yuanshi Tianzun has mysophobia!" Zhang Yan sighed.

"That's natural!" the system replied, "The Dragon Clan must have made complete preparations for him to come to Yuxu Palace to become a disciple."

"You're welcome!" Zhang Yan pulled him again, and Huang Long, who almost sat down on the steps and couldn't get up, took the lead to move to the third step.

"Hmm!" Zhang Yan frowned, dripping with cold sweat, and his teeth were chattering. The foot that stepped on the third step slowly cracked and bled.

He hurriedly lucked into the meridians flushed by spiritual energy, and slowly repaired his cracked body.

"Sure enough, the strength is still too weak!" The system was helpless.

Zhang Yan was still in the middle stage of True Immortal. Even though his physical body was the body of Chaos God and Demon, he had to set up many seals to ensure that his weak soul would not be rejected by his body.

The power Zhang Yan can use is less than one ten thousandth of the Chaos Divine Body.

You must know that the Chaos God Body can see the saint's pressure and bear the chaotic wind in nothing.

Nowadays, just a small amount of gravity pressure can cause it to collapse, which is simply too inferior to the Chaos Divine Body.

"Hold on, host!" the system encouraged. "This is just the right way to strengthen your body and further integrate your soul and chaotic body."

"It...has grown out of my soul, but it hasn't...completely merged yet?!" Zhang Yan was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

(End of this chapter)