I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 471
"It's bad, it's bad. Patriarch, disaster is imminent."

In the tribe, Chang Lao ran over in a hurry.

"And why is the catastrophe imminent?"

Hearing Chang Lao's eager voice, Huang Long's expression was extremely indifferent, and he dealt with the matter at hand without any haste.

Nu Lei has not married him yet, but the Xiling and Youxiong clans have almost merged.

Nv Lei is now eating besides cultivating every day, and has handed over the affairs of the two tribes to Huang Long.

As for Chang Lao, his cultivation base has now been raised to the peak of Xuanxian, which is almost his limit, but his character is still insufficient. Whenever there is something wrong, it is "the big thing is not good."

On the contrary, his grandson, Chang Xian, is a talented person with extraordinary talent and a firm mind. He is only a hundred years old and has already certified as the Golden Immortal.

Of course, there are double blessings of Huanglong cultivation and Taiqing elixir, but its own talent is also indispensable.

"The head of the patriarch is Puhua, the first-class inspector of the Human Race Inspection Department. He is stern and selfless. Although we have been dedicated to serving the people these years, we have violated the law in many ways. When Puhua came, everything was done according to the law. We also have Trouble." Chang Lao said in a panic.

With his own strength, he invited out the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jinao Island, and Zhao Gongming of Mount Emei, and also brought out Sanxiao, Fairy Caiyun, and Fairy Hanzhi.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also reacted, the surrounding avenues changed, boundless starlight surged, shattered the violent aura, let go of the yellow dragon unhappily, and looked at the person who came, in a single thought, the space in all directions distorted, turning into endless phantoms of stars.

"Where is Hu Meizi, someone who dares to touch me?"

Only people like Jiang Ziya, who are hard to achieve in the immortal way, will go down the mountain, seeking wealth and honor in the world, and working in peace.

Now it seems that Puhua died once, and the Holy Mother of Jinling went to collect her reincarnation.

"That's right, it's him." Seeing Huang Long's indifferent expression, Chang Lao said hastily.

Speaking of Wen Zhong, he is also a very special one in the two teachings of Chan and Jie.

But if there is no chance of immortality, then how did it become the biography of Jin Lingsheng's mother, and he was on the same generation as Zhao Gongming, and was named Jiutian Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun after his death?

Huanglong raised his head and looked at the sky, and saw the stars shining brightly. On a Qixiang car, a graceful and luxurious figure emerged. Compared with the memory, she was a little more luxurious. The head of the immortals is also the honor of the north and the mother of Zhou Tianxing.

It's just that after reincarnation, it's more pitiful.

After being confirmed, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit couldn't hide the joy in her heart, and she jumped down. Before Huanglong could speak, a gust of fragrant wind hit his face, and he fell into a piece of warm and fragrant nephrite. Feeling the ups and downs of Jinling's mood, Huanglong paused slightly, and immediately He hugged Jin Ling, patted Jin Lingyu's back, and said softly, "Senior Sister, I'm here."

"You are Xuanyuan?" Pu Hua rode on the ink unicorn, looked straight at Huanglong, and opened the three eyes on the top of his head. This kind of eyes was born, not only can manipulate thunder, but also can judge the good and evil of people. His life experience There are countless large and small cases, and it is by virtue of this law that there are no mistakes or omissions.

Sensing the familiar fluctuations in spiritual power, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked at Huang Longdao nervously, excited and apprehensive, but afraid of admitting her mistake.

It's just that I didn't hold her for too long at this time, and before the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit calmed down, a sudden violent fluctuation of spiritual power came, followed by a soft shout.

In Honghuangli, it is the seat of the gods after the death of Wen Zhong, the future disciple of the Holy Mother of Jinling.

The Nine Heavens respond to Yuan's thunder and popularize Tianzun, also known as Lei Zu.

The disciples of the two sects, as long as they can become immortals, will not go down the mountain. People like Yang Jian and Nezha went down the mountain to overcome the calamity. After the calamity is over, they all practice and become holy.

In terms of Keng Jiejiao, Shen Gongbao and Shen Gongbao can almost be called crouching dragons and phoenixes.

Far from his opponent.

Could there be such a fool to kill Puhua to frame them?
Huang Long was full of helplessness, the apprentice that the senior sister took in looked like he was not doing well, and was waiting for treatment, when the stars in the sky trembled suddenly, and a familiar aura emerged.

After thinking about it, after sorting out the things in his hands, Huang Long got up and looked out, but he saw the gorgeous Mo Qilin, the Taoist is even more powerful, especially the three eyes on the forehead are even more miraculous, the whole body is surrounded by the law of thunder, and the silver moon has the aura of attainment It was revealed that he was already infinitely close to Da Luo Jinxian.

But apparently no memory was restored.

Huang Long showed a smile on his face, he never thought that the first person to come to his door was not Xuannv whom the master said he would arrange, but Jin Ling.

"Puhua?" Huang Long straightened his face when he heard the name, and finally showed some interest.

"The stars are like this, so I'm afraid of you?" Nv Lei has no fear at all. She has not yet recovered her memory, and she just thinks that the Golden Spirit Virgin is here to grab the seat in the main palace. Shocked, he rushed directly towards Jin Ling.

"Then let's go and see you." Huang Long's mouth slightly raised, he was upright, and if there was no flexibility, such a person was not pleasing, but the current human race needed such a person.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit frowned slightly, she looked familiar, sister of the Queen Mother of the West.

If you can't do it ruthlessly, you will definitely be beaten back later.

But Junior Sister Bixiao said that there are certain things that you should seize the only chance, even if you die afterward.

It takes a thunderstorm to clean it up.

Seeing Huanglong now, the first thing he did was turn on the Dharma Eye Detection, but only halfway through the detection, he saw a golden light, and then a vast and stalwart aura engulfed him, and Pu Hua immediately bled from his three eyes, dizzy and dizzy. He fell off the ink unicorn, holding his head in his arms.

And anyone who invites them out will die.

Seeing Xiong's group was full of astonishment, what kind of operation is this?
Chang Xian, who had been promoted to No. [-] in the Bear Tribe, looked around vigilantly. If something happened to Puhua here, they would not be able to bear the responsibility.

From the direct lineage of Emperor Yan to the Yiyu tribe, anyone he finds guilty will be arrested.

"It's you?"

Huang Long smiled wryly in his heart, but he didn't push it away, and hugged it quietly.

They were even more ruthless than Shen Gongbao. Of the ones pulled out by Shen Gongbao, at least a few were taken away by the West.

In Taoist mythology, the incarnation of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor is a trumpet.

Jin Ling ignored it, and hugged Huanglong tightly, as if afraid that Huanglong would disappear in the next moment.

The human race imitated the Taoist inspector Lingguan and set up an inspection department, but it cannot be said that it is useless, but it basically exists in name only, except for Puhua, who really dares to investigate and kill anyone.

"it's me."

However, we have to meet and see what happens.

At this moment, Sister Xuannv and the others haven't come here yet, and Sister Xi Wangmu can't beat me, so if I win, wouldn't it be up to me now?

Thinking of this, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit did not withdraw her mana, but started to circulate the stars in all directions.

When Huang Long saw this scene, he couldn't help but slap his head. Is this the Shura field?

But I still pick my weakest time.

(End of this chapter)