I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 32 Accidental Danger

"I'm so stupid. I only know that the prehistoric world is dangerous, and I only know that being a mount would make life worse than death, but whoever takes a mount and just doesn't ride it, bleeds me every day!"

"Huanglong, be a dragon!"

"Ride me out!"

"Come and ride me!"

……

Looking at the Huanglong who was sharpening his sword in the treasure house of the Dragon Cave, the golden-winged roc instinctively twitched and roared in his heart!

Originally, he felt 1 resentment and unwillingness to lose the battle and become a mount.

I just feel a great shame and humiliation, which I have never experienced in my life.

However, after being imprisoned by Huanglong for a while, he suddenly realized that becoming a mount is not the saddest thing.

It's the test product!
I'm a bird, let me fly please?
The past was like smoke, scenes emerged one after another, Dapeng wished to slap himself, why did he come here for nothing?

"What do you see me doing? Are you hungry? Come and take a elixir. This is created by my great uncle Shang Daojun. Ordinary creatures can't get it at all. You are also blessed." Huang Long laughed.

Seeing Huanglong's smile, the golden-winged roc trembled again, trembling all over with fright, what did this guy want to do again, this elixir is good, and the wounds on his body heal quickly, he is now at the peak of Jinxian, but the recovery Soon, won't you bleed again?

Seeing that the sword was about to be sharpened, the golden-winged roc quickly called out: "Master, I think you want to study the space, and it won't do much to just let my blood out. You should feel it together with me. When I recover from my injury, you Ride me and travel through the space together, this way the feeling is even greater!"

"That's right." Huang Long seemed to have suddenly realized.

The golden-winged roc breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself, you silly dragon, you should have thought of it a long time ago.

"But what if I just want to spill your blood?" Huang Long asked again suddenly.

"My lord!" The golden-winged roc was so frightened that it almost burst into tears.

"Come on, come on, they are all vicious demons, don't really cry! Forget it, you are a poor mount, and you are a family. Then when you finish your cultivation, we will try to fly through the air. Speaking of which, the exercises you practice Ordinarily, let me pass on your supernatural powers to Yuqing." Huang Long said, pointing his finger, and a flash of spiritual light entered the mind of Golden-winged Roc.

Immediately, a mysterious exercise was introduced, and his eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Huanglong in surprise.

The so-called law should not be passed on lightly, between the prehistoric and the wild, Taoism is the most respected.

Before Hongjun Daozu gave his lectures in Zixiao Palace, the superior methods of Honghuang's cultivation were all in the hands of the senior members of the three clans, and the cultivation methods of the senior members of the three clans still had to have their blood, otherwise they would not be able to practice.

Create a veritable monopoly.

When the three clans were defeated and the Dao ancestor preached, the Taoism began to be close to the people, and some monks among the ten thousand clans began to change their destiny.

But the truly superior Taoism is still extremely difficult to find.

Just like his Dapeng bird, because the timing of his birth was wrong, he also absorbed a part of the luck of the Feng clan after birth, resulting in a sharp drop in the number of newborns of the Feng clan, or he gave birth to a roc bird and was chased and killed by the Feng clan, so he missed the opportunity to achieve superior skills Law.

In the prehistoric and desolate world, after a few Yuanhui, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon by yourself, you are also a golden immortal.

If he could join the first batch of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, he would have become Taiyi long ago.

And this exercise is not as good as Huanglong's, but for Golden Wing Mipeng, it is already the supreme cultivation method of immortality.

A rare trace of gratitude to Huang Long rose in my heart.

All sentient beings are the same.

If you treat him well all the time and treat him not so well one day, he will think you are a villain. On the other hand, if you treat him bad all the time and suddenly treat him a little better one day, he will feel that you are a bad person. He might not be that bad either.

Especially in purely confined space situations.

More likely to cause Stockholm syndrome.

Of course, these were not what Huanglong expected.

He will stop, the main reason is that he has already had enough blood, and he is obsessed with bloodletting, because he is very upset to see Dapeng!

Simply put, he is sour!
They are all descendants of three races, can the gap be so big?

This big bird is born with supernatural powers in space, and it is ridiculously rare.

And, do you think that's enough?
No, there is more!

Yin and Yang accompany the body.

His brother, Kong Xuan, integrated the qi of the five elements into himself, refining them into five-color divine light, and rampantly enshrining the gods.

Known as the No.1 existence under the saints in the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

But the power of the five elements, in terms of strength, is half a chip inferior to Yin and Yang.

But the annoying thing is that although this guy has yin and yang, he hasn't brought out its power at all.

When it came to Journey to the West, he made a yin and yang cylinder, which was broken by three hairs of Monkey King, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Really pure silly bird.

You know, Monkey King is very lucky, and his body is invincible after training. Even if he is taken in by his uncle's purple gold and red gourd, he can fight the two idiots Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao with his old gods.

You can enter the yin and yang two gas cylinders, and be wrapped in yin and yang two gas, and you will cry!

Let Huanglong, who is so poor, be in such a mess, how can he feel so bad?
If he is not allowed to do bloodletting, Huanglong's heart can't take it anymore!

Holding the blood of the golden-winged roc, Huang Long began to simulate and study, phantoms of rocs appeared in his hands, stirring the void, and promoting Taoism.

Time flies, time flies.

After another half a month like this, if Huanglong realized something, the method of sealing space is somewhat stronger.

Prepare to change the method and educate Dapeng well.

Suddenly the primordial spirit swayed, sensing the frightened emotion of Dapeng, he frowned immediately, Dapeng was in the dragon cave, besides himself, he was the strongest, where was the panic?
Yellow light surged under Huanglong's feet, his figure swayed, and he came to the treasure house in an instant, pushed the door open, and suddenly a wonderful green force swept over. The shadow surrounds the whole body, but it is difficult to suppress.

Instead, he was forcibly sucked in by a powerful attraction.

Strange and bizarre, dreamy and impermanent.

Immediately afterwards, the void twisted, and the space burst directly.

Huanglong's expression was suddenly horrified, and the space was broken. If he didn't understand the way, even Da Luo would die, let alone him, a mere Taiyi?
At the moment the sleeve is waved, and the infinitely low-end version of the sleeve is used to suppress the square space.

Seeing another flash of golden lightning galloping in front of him, Huang Long saw that it was a roc, he rode on it without thinking, and asked, "What's going on here?"

"I don't know either. After I recovered, I started to try to break the space. As a result, the space here was so strong that I couldn't open it. Then I got angry and tried to open it with all my strength. As a result, the space nodes became chaotic! There was a riot! What should I do? "The roc flew around with the yellow dragon, a pair of golden pupils filled with a sense of urgency.

Before meeting Huang Long, he had been going smoothly, and his own innate magical powers had never had any problems.

As a result, after meeting Huanglong, things never stopped.

First, the supernatural powers were sealed.

Now, it is finally usable, and the space is rioting!

Oh my God, he just has this innate supernatural power, he can sense space nodes and jump, and he doesn't know the rest of the principles and changes.

Now the space is blown up.

And the only person he called for help was Huang Long, whom he hated the most before!
Think about it, the roc is even more sad!

Huanglong didn't answer Dapengniao, but his face sank. The lotus petals on his right hand had opened No.11 petals at some point.

Da Luo's test.

Is this dangerous as big Luo?

(End of this chapter)