I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 83 Witch?
"There is no chance."

The prehistoric land, at the foot of Mount Li.

Huang Long, who had already changed his appearance, said with a puzzled look on his face.

After eating with the Supreme Master, Huang Long bid farewell to Yuan Shi and Tong Tian, ​​and then left Kunlun.

It's just a pity that I can't ride the roc.

Because Dapeng was a Golden Immortal, Huang Long felt that it needed to be mentioned.

Such a good thing as yin and yang and two qi are not used yet.

Therefore, decisively throw it to the Taishang.

At the beginning of Taishang, he was looking at Huanglong's face and planned to adjust it casually, but later he saw the yin and yang two qi and suddenly became a little interested.

Dapeng was honored to be the test subject of Taishang.

After a series of indescribable research, the effect is remarkable, it is already Taiyi.

It's just retreating, studying the supernatural powers of yin and yang, and planning to refine the yin and yang dao wheel.

Now I am lying in the Tai Chi diagram.

So Huang Long went alone

As for appearance, it is for safety reasons
Although he is strong enough in the backstage now, but the trouble was a bit big before, and the two major forces of heaven and earth were all offended by him.

Although the quasi-sage should not dare to do anything to himself, the so-called Hades is easy to mess with, and the little devil is hard to deal with.

These little guys don't have a good brain, so they have to kill him, which is troublesome.

Especially the Demon God Clan, there is also a mark.

So after thinking about it, I changed the shape.

Learn from the master.

Every time there is a prehistoric place, the trumpet clone is used, and if something happens, it is blown up directly.

Then reopen.

I don't have a clone, but I still need to change my appearance, change my name, and so on.

Dao number - good.

good man

Said he was a good person.

Along the way, resolve disputes, do justice for the heavens, and get rich by the way.

The reputation is also good.

But there is no such thing as a big opportunity, just walk and watch the way.

Sunset west of the mountains, night falls.

Huanglong thought for a while, and then began to write letters, using the space function of Kongtong Seal, to send letters to Kunlun Mountain and West Kunlun respectively.

Although the person is not there, the relationship still needs to be maintained.

Even hundreds of years will have no effect on these saints.

If so, a few more years passed.

One day, when I walked to a certain place, I suddenly saw a mountain top, with turbid air billowing, and many creatures looked miserable and wailed again and again.

There are also a few creatures with red eyes, as if crazy.

"Stuffy Qi? Fierce Beast? Merit?"

Huanglong's eyes lit up when he saw this, Pan Gu created the heaven and the earth, divided the chaos with his axe, the clear air rose to the sky, and the turbid air descended to the earth.

There is no distinction between good and evil, but I don't know when it started, the turbidity evolved, became more violent, and gave birth to many fierce beasts.

These ferocious beasts have no intelligence, only killing instinct, and they are the sworn enemies of all normal creatures in the prehistoric world.

But at the same time, it is also an excellent way for ordinary monks to earn merit. It may be wrong to kill other creatures, but it is definitely not wrong to kill this beast.

With this in mind, Huang Long made a move without hesitation. First, the celestial light shone, suppressing the turbid air in all directions, and those crazy creatures fell into a coma. Then he waved his sleeves and sent them thousands of miles away.

Immediately afterwards, the streamer under his feet shone brightly, striding forward, shrinking the ground into an inch, and not long after, he reached the center of the turbid air, and saw that in the mountain, the turbid air was churning, forming a huge storm. Huanglong roughly estimated that there were at least hundreds of golden immortals beast.

It's just that such a storm did not erupt, but was abruptly blocked by a wonderful force, including the power of the turbidity itself.

weird.

Huang Long frowned slightly, and suddenly heard a heroic voice from inside: "Brother from which tribe? This turbidity is about to erupt, suppress it quickly, or it will affect the surrounding creatures."

Huang Long was slightly stunned, judging from his words, he should belong to the Demon God Clan, but since when did the Demon God Clan be so kind?

This turbid air storm is poison to the other ten thousand clans, but to the demon god clan, it is home, and they generally let it go.

Does this care about the rest of the creatures?Isn't it food?

Is there an ambush?
"Which side brother, hurry up! I can't hold it anymore, don't let these bastards run out, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for us witches."

Inside shouted again.

Huanglong's eyes changed again, this was the first time he had heard about witches since he came to Honghuang.

But at this time, I can't control it too much, because the turbidity is about to explode.

Huanglong's eyes shone brightly, a majestic aura surged, he rushed straight into the turbid air storm, struck down with one palm, and immediately, the turbid air exploded, and many ferocious beasts turned into nothingness.

These ferocious beasts were irrational and didn't know what to be afraid of. Seeing the sudden appearance of Huanglong, they just regarded it as an intruder and instinctively roared towards Huanglong.

The billowing turbid air surges, invading the soul and exterminating the soul. It is no less than the most terrifying poison, enough to make ordinary gods shy away.

However, it is obvious that Huanglong is not an ordinary god, not to mention that his body is strong, but after taking Zhu Jiuyin's blood essence, his physical strength has greatly increased, and the turbid energy is just to temper his body.

The feeling given to Huanglong is not as good as the feeling of being boiled when he was practicing Liuding Xuangong.

With a deep shout, Huanglong's whole body surged with evil energy, and he attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body. He slammed down with his palm, and the fierce beast Wang Yang in front of him was forcibly cut out a passage.

The burly figure in the deepest part of the sea of ​​ferocious beasts sensed the decrease in pressure, and suddenly let out a heroic laugh, followed by a roar, two phantoms of green snakes emerged, and a phantom of a thousand-foot-tall demon god burst out and expanded violently Mouth, the surrounding turbid air rolled into the body, and then swallowed these beasts that were regarded as scourge by the prehistoric peoples in one gulp.

The more it swallowed, the more fierce it became, and finally the body turned into thousands of tall sheets, constantly swallowing.

Seeing that Huanglong felt ashamed, he stood outside, blocking all the turbidity and preventing it from spreading.

Not long after, the demon god inside roared and swallowed up the beast, and the turbid air around it gradually faded away.

Huanglong also saw the appearance of the Demon God inside. He was two feet tall, obviously from the Demon God Clan, and even judging from his height, he was still thin and weak. With the mana of wood surging around him, he should be from the tribe of the Wood Demon God Jumang.

As for the cultivation base, Taiyi Jinxian, but he probably doesn't have much comprehension of the law, not as good as himself.

Adding the Kongtong seal, if you really do it, you should be able to kill it in seconds.

"Huh? It's not my brother from the Jumang tribe. It looks like a fellow Taoist. I don't know where he came from? But he saved my life, and I will repay the favor." The demon god in the inner room saw Huanglong and called soundtrack.

"Xing Lang?" Huang Long raised his brows slightly, does it have anything to do with Xing Tian?
"That's right, why? My brother has heard of my name too? I didn't expect that I, Lao Xing, would be so famous." Xing Lang laughed.

"Yes, famous." Huang Long responded with a smile, probably thinking too much, Hong Huang didn't even have a surname, and it couldn't be such a coincidence that there are famous people everywhere.

However, it looks much better than that of the Rushou tribe. Is this the difference between practicing gold and wood?

That's not right, the Queen Mother of the West is also a practitioner of gold, so it's still good.It mainly depends on the practitioner.

"Really? I just said that I am famous, and Emperor Qing laughed at me." Xing Lang smiled, and then said, "Brother, let's talk later, I will clean up these evil spirits and these creatures first."

While talking, Xing Lang waved his hands and suddenly started dancing.

Huang Long first tilted his head, confused, expressing that he could not understand the operation, and then keenly sensed that with the movement of Xing Lang, the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth also surged, and every time Xing Lang jumped, It is in harmony with the melody of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth will naturally lend their power to him, taking the power of heaven and earth for their own use.

Just now the turbid air erupted, and many creatures were affected by it and died directly.

The soul is affected by the turbidity and becomes a remnant soul directly. There is no reincarnation right now. This place is not close to Mount Tai or the sea of ​​blood. Therefore, according to common sense, it should become a lonely ghost, drifting with the wind, or on a long journey. The soul is scattered, or it is infected by evil spirits and becomes a demon during the long journey.

Neither is good for them, and either way, it's extremely painful.

Neither is good for heaven and earth.

Needless to say the latter, just talk about the former.

The creation of life in heaven and earth is the creation of rules, the condensing of origin, and finally the birth of soul and new life.

Then birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of nature. After death, the soul turns into nothingness, returns to heaven and earth, returns to the original source, and then condenses life.

And this process is very exhausting.

Therefore, a soul without consciousness, unable to make any contribution to the world, exists for too long, and will not die, and the heavens also despise it.

It is also because of this that later generations will establish reincarnation to have great merit.

Let's transform it for you, don't follow the procedure of transforming the source, let's just wash the memory, and do it again.

Greatly save the process.

But now with the dancing of the Xinglang, the remnant soul began to blend into the heaven and earth naturally, absorbed the aura between the heaven and the earth to transform the soul power, and then waited for a certain opportunity to be reborn. Memory, but it will carry some habitual characteristics of the original soul, it can be regarded as a reincarnation.

So, this is overkill?

Reincarnation has not come out, Taoist priests and monks haven't developed this skill yet, did you develop it first?

Are you still my impression of disrespecting the sky above, not fearing the earth below, rebelling against the sky, reckless and reckless warriors of the Demon God Race?

This is what a mage should do!
Or, you guys are all professional, magic and martial arts?
(End of this chapter)