Honghuang: I, the Emperor Donghua, establish the immortal celestial court

Chapter 113: Danger at Bu Tian Pavilion, Number 's Request for Help

"No!"

Suddenly, Cangjie knelt down hurriedly and shook his head.

"You have helped me so much, how could you possibly give me such a treasure!"

Hearing this, Lord Dong still smiled.

He also anticipated Cangjie's reaction.

After all, compared to other people, the origin of the law is very precious.

It is difficult to find one in the entire prehistoric world, and it is much rarer than the Hongmeng purple energy.

However, Cangjie didn't know that Dong Wanggong didn't care about this kind of thing at all.

Even after giving him one, there would still be three left.

Then, Duke Dong waved his hand nonchalantly and said.

"Refine it, I have plenty of this stuff.

"This……"

Looking at the expression of Dong Wanggong, Cangjie was hesitant.

Although I have known Dong Wanggong for a short time, I don’t know much about him.

But he could see that what Dong Wanggong said was not a lie. Suddenly, he was shocked.

"The Heavenly Emperor actually has so many treasures like the Origin of Laws."

"The Emperor of Heaven is indeed unfathomable..."

Cangjie thought to himself and stopped hesitating.

The next second, he took the source of the law above his head and began to freeze it.

In an instant, billowing golden light emerged and bloomed in his body.

Seeing this scene, Duke Dong nodded slightly.

Now, it has become inevitable for Cangjie to absorb the origin of the laws and attain enlightenment.

All he needs to do is wait for the Kongdong Seal to come out.

At that time, let Cangjie go back to take charge of the human race, and he will just sit back and reap the power of destiny.

Just at this moment, he suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his head.

In the chat group, No. 10 was urgently sending a message for help.

The world of number ten.

Butian Pavilion.

This was the first sect that No. 10 joined after leaving the Great Wilderness.

Originally, this place was a holy place for cultivation.

But at this moment, the Butian Pavilion was already in a state of being ravaged by war.

There was thick smoke everywhere and corpses were everywhere.

The wailing never stopped.

Among the corpses, there were disciples and elders from the Butian Pavilion, as well as those from other forces.

The scene in Buguan Pavilion at this time could only be described as a river of blood.

Above the Butian Pavilion, magical treasures were flying everywhere, and the roars were endless.

An old vine rises into the air.

He is the sacrificial spirit of the Butian Pavilion, the strongest existence in the Butian Pavilion!

At this moment, he is constantly summoning magic spells and magical weapons, fighting against several powerful beings alone!
Among them, there are the innate descendants of Qiongqi and Tianque.

He is still a figure who can be regarded as the ancestor among all major forces.

Any one of them, in this world, would be a well-known and powerful figure who dominates a region!
Even a powerful vine like the old one was gradually no match for the beast and began to retreat step by step.

Of course, this is because he is too old.

If it were a thousand years ago, he would have been more than capable of fighting these people alone.

As he continued to retreat, Lao Teng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, old man, you can't bear it anymore, right? Hand over the divine seed obediently, and maybe we can leave your body intact!"

In the sky, a large fiery red bird spoke in a shrill voice.

She is one of the ancient species, an existence called Sky-Swallowing Bird.

"Let's capture him without mercy."

Similarly, the other powerful men on Tianwan also spoke with surprise in their eyes.

At this moment, the old vine has already been exhausted and is just struggling in its death throes.

However, he was not moved at all by the words of the invaders and pretended not to hear them.

On the contrary, at this critical moment, looking down at the ground,

There, a team is trying to break through.

Among them, led by an old man and two middle-aged men, they repelled all the forces that wanted to stop them.

One of them is called Old Liu, one is Mu Yan, the ancestor of Thunder in the Butian Pavilion, and the other is the Pavilion Master of the Butian Pavilion.

At this moment, they were all wounded and exhausted.

However, they did not retreat.

Because standing behind them were all disciples of the Butian Pavilion.

This is a flame and also hope!
Similarly, these disciples, although their strength was humble and almost insignificant in this battlefield, were not afraid of life and death, and fought against the evil forces that tried to stop them.

Among them, a child who looked no more than ten years old was the most ferocious. He went in and out of the crowd seven times, killing the bandits so badly that they had no idea where to go!
And he is number ten!
Because of his visualization method, his strength is extremely powerful compared to his peers, so he is also actively participating in the battle at this moment, wanting to lead other disciples of the Butian Pavilion to escape.

However, no matter how powerful he was, he had only been practicing for about ten years.

Compared to those old monsters that are hundreds or thousands of years old, he is simply vulnerable.

At first, everyone thought he was just a kid and didn't do anything.

But later, after discovering the strength of No. 10, more than ten middle-aged men who were as strong as him attacked together and sent No. 10 flying backwards on the spot.

Although he managed to kill more than a dozen strong men through various magic techniques, No. 10 was already seriously injured at this moment.

But even so, at this moment he was covered in blood, with red eyes, and he charged into the crowd desperately.

"good very good!"

Seeing this scene, Lao Teng laughed out loud.

The next moment, under the horrified gazes of the Sky-Swallowing Bird and other powerful beings, his whole body burst into a blazing light again and he pounced on them again!

Even No. 10 was not afraid of life and death, so how could he, a great spirit priest, retreat? Soon, countless magic skills flashed again above the sky, and various moves were exchanged above!

Back to number ten.

Seeing his fellow brothers and sisters die tragically one after another, he felt extremely sad and angry.

Originally, his personality was that of a kind-hearted child.

Although I only stayed in the Butian Pavilion for a short time,
But since he came out of Dahuangshi Village, Butian Pavilion has become the place where he feels the most a sense of belonging, besides the chat group.

Now that Butian Pavilion has suddenly ended up in this situation, he must do his best to help.

Even though this power is insignificant.

At this moment, he was in the crowd, dragging his injured body, still trying to break through.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and stood there in a daze.

"etc?"

"Chat group?"

Number Ten muttered to himself.

Just now, he mentioned that Butian Pavilion was the place where he felt most a sense of belonging besides the chat group.

At this moment, he was suddenly shocked.

"Yes, there is also a chat group!"

Number 10 muttered, and returned to the back of the leader of Butian Pavilion and others. Under their protection, he hurriedly entered the chat group.

I love animal milk: "@Everyone!"

"Brothers, sisters, uncles, and grandpas!"

"Can you help me..."

"Just now, a group of bad guys broke into my gang, killing people at will, and wanted to destroy my gang..."

"Help me..."

Number 10 said anxiously, with a tearful tone in his voice.

Immediately, seeing the message from Number 10, group members appeared one after another.

Ye Hei: "What?!"

"What's going on, Little No. 10? If anyone dares to attack you, don't be afraid, I'm here with you, brother!"

Ye Hei was the first to appear, his tone filled with anger.

This was discussed among group members a long time ago.

If No. 10 is in danger, Ye Hei will be the first to step forward. This is the mission he has entrusted.

And now, it's time for him to show his skills.

The 40th generation exorcist of the Ma family: "What's wrong, Little No. 10, don't panic, tell us what happened."

Ma Xiaoling followed closely behind, and seeing the pitiful appearance of No. 10, her maternal love suddenly overflowed, and she started to ask.

Tiandi Wuji Qiankun Jiefa: "How can this be absurd? There are actually people who want to bully the only pet in our group. They really don't know what's good for them and are courting death!"

Yan Chixia's eyes were red and he rushed over immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei, Ying Zheng, Godzilla, and Angel Yan also appeared one after another.

They looked nervous and concerned about Number Ten.

No. 10 looked at the messages from the group members and suddenly felt warm in his heart. He began to tell them what had happened to him.

I love animal milk: "Yes, it is like this..."

"The gang I'm in now is called Butian Pavilion."

“Not long ago, the sacrificial spirit of our Butian Pavilion, the old vine tree, was about to die because of its old age. Soon after, all the major forces came and wanted to destroy the Butian Pavilion and take away the old vine tree’s divine seed…”

"That's just the way it is."

Number 10 roughly explained the reasons why Butian Pavilion was in such a predicament.

Ye Hei: "I see."

Ye Hei asked with a gloomy face.

The next moment, he continued.

Ye Hei: "Little No. 10, don't worry, I will use the teleportation function in the chat group to rescue you right away!"

(End of this chapter)