The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

"This is coming back?"

The moment Mingyu's soul returned to its position, the Immortal Sword World shook slightly.

The crimson-robed leader was keenly aware of the changes in Mingyu's Qi.

If we say that Mingyu before was walking and hiding in me, he was carefree in the world, playing in the world, free and easy.

At that moment, he was as sharp as a slayer of immortals, with the aura of doom and misfortune faintly flowing around his body.

"I didn't expect that you would actually find the Demon Ancestor."

The leader raised his eyelids, with a hint of curiosity in his deep pupils.

In fact, as the owner of the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, the leader is also very interested in the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu, and has gone to look for him more than once.

It's a pity that something is wrong every time. This is probably the reason why the Demon Ancestor doesn't want to see him.

Facing the leader's curiosity, Mingyu blinked his eyes, then stretched out his hand and pointed upward.

In this world, if anyone can successfully find the Demon Ancestor, it is undoubtedly Dao Ancestor.

He, the great devil, only found a chance.

The final success is probably inseparable from his master.

"That's it, then I understand."

A smile appeared on the face of Tongtian Cult Leader, and he immediately looked at Mingyu, "Since you have obtained such a treasure, why not help Cult Master with me to do a small thing?"

The leader's smile was a little weird, which made Mingyu's heart skip a beat.

"Uncle, you know, I just went through a big battle and got a little injured cough cough cough~~"

As he spoke, his face suddenly turned white, his breath was like a gossamer, and he became weak almost instantly. His whole body was trembling, his teeth were chattering, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

Xuanyuan was stunned when he saw this change.

Before he could react, he only felt a weight on his shoulders.

Glancing at Mingyu who was very close at hand, Xuanyuan immediately looked flustered in a very cooperative manner.

He supported Mingyu, his voice was trembling, and he said sincerely: "I told you not to fight so hard, but you just didn't listen. He is a powerful demon ancestor, the most famous one, you can challenge him at will?
It's better now. Is it the root of the injury?well!If you had the power of a leader or the Four Swords of Killing Immortals, you wouldn't be like this, it would be more than that~~"

Mingyu: "Ahem~~, how can you blame the leader for this!"

Xuanyuan blinked, and then said loudly: "I didn't say it was the leader, I meant the Four Swords of Killing Immortals!"

"The Four Swords of Killing Immortals? What do you want? The Four Swords of Killing Immortals!"

Mingyu sighed sadly and turned a little pale: "Look what you said, my uncle asked me to do something, how can I ask for the Four Swords of Killing Immortals!"

Xuanyuan became anxious and spoke fiercely: "Then look at how badly it hurts? Even if you don't care about yourself, don't you care about the leader's feelings at all?
The leader's heart is so broad, how could he allow his nephew to be a little wronged? "

"Still not!"

"I still want it!"

"I can't bear it!"

"But the leader is willing!"

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian?"

"Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

The two of them performed furiously, singing and harmonizing, leaving the leader of Tongtian in confusion.

what what?
What happened?

When did this leader say that he was willing to borrow the Four Swords of Zhu Xian?

Leader Tongtian’s eyes were a little dull.

I was almost surrounded by two people!

He took a deep breath and pressed Tutu's eyebrows: "Shut up, you two!"

The leader snorted coldly, the avenue roared and the laws trembled.

The two of them suddenly became as honest as quails.

It's just that Mingyu's face turned pale again.

It really doesn't look like acting.

"Cough cough~~"

Leader Tongtian seemed a little sorry, and his tone softened: "You don't have to resist like this, it's really a small matter."

Mingyu and Xuanyuan just smiled at this.

Can it be a small thing to make the leader pay attention and hope that Mingyu will do it personally?
Seeing that the two of them were not fooled at all, Tongtian Cult Master shook his head: "Everyone has their own opinions and their wings are stiff. I can't control the Cult Leader. In this case, I'd better call my bad disciples~ "

After Tongtian finished speaking, he sighed three times in a row, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Mingyu and Mingyu both felt their scalps numb.

The leader is starting to perform, who can withstand this?
I'm afraid I'm afraid!

"Ahem~~, that's not a problem for our junior brothers and sisters."

Tongtian is determined to exploit his nephew, and Mingyu can no longer pretend.

Seeing Mingyu suddenly become energetic, Tongtian rolled his eyes.

Do you have to let me, the leader, take action?

He pointed out a timeline to Mingyu and said: "Two unlucky guys stepped into the hole dug by the elder brother, but they were determined to survive and came out.

They probably have ideas about Honghuang. It's not convenient for me to take action. You can go and have a look. There are also your old friends there, which just makes the cause and effect clear. "

When the leader said the last sentence, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, his eyes full of teasing.

Xuanyuan is already quite familiar with this look.

This is the look in the eyes of the God of Music!

That's right!
"No wonder you are so determined to let Mingyu step into the trap!"

Xuanyuan thought to himself that while the Tongtian Cult Leader was talking about cause and effect, he might not be thinking about all the fun in his heart.

"Old friend?"

Mingyu nodded and looked at Tongtian: "Master, do you have any other instructions?"

The leader chuckled, his eyes rested on Xuanyuan for a moment, and said, "His helper is quite strong."

Xuanyuan's mouth twitched.

Could you please stop being so direct?
Mingyu weighed the world-destroying mill in his hand and agreed.

"It just needs some running-in, let me go take a look."

He said simply, raising his legs to leave.

The leader of Tongtian Cult stopped him: "You don't want anything?"

This is not in line with Mingyu’s temperament!
It was too straightforward, and the leader felt uneasy.

The corners of Mingyu's mouth curved slightly, then he suppressed it, and said, "Master, how about you lend me a person?"

"Who?"

Tongtian was half wary and half curious.

Mingyu whispered: "Duobao!"

"Duobao?" Tongtian frowned and hesitated.

"Borrow it now?"

"Borrow it in the future!"

Mingyu's tone was determined.

Hearing this, Tongtian's eyes flashed with light, and his frown relaxed.

He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Okay!"

"Uncle, you are open and bright!"

Mingyu smiled brightly.

Tongtian replied angrily: "I never want to suffer a loss."

Mingyu didn't take it seriously, but said, "If this weren't the case, how can uncle trust me?"

Tongtian is speechless.

This is really the case.

Why do I feel confident about Mingyu?Isn't it because he never suffers a loss? Every time a big event happens in the wild, you can see his figure?
Tong Tian burst into laughter.

When he saw that Mingyu was about to leave, he reminded: "Don't be too hasty. Everything in the southwest has not been settled yet. You can go and have a look. Anyway, things will not go so well for those two unlucky guys in a while."

The leader's tone was clearly gloating.

Mingyu and the two were a little curious about what kind of unlucky guy could be praised like this by the leader of Tongtian.

But what the leader said is true. Things in the southwest are still uncertain, and neither Mingyu nor Emperor Xuanyuan can leave the wilderness without permission.

"Then let's go take a look first?"

Now that they had decided, the two of them walked away from the Immortal Sword World.

Just as they reached the west end, they heard a voice coming from behind.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Suddenly, the sound of Zen chanting sounded in the void, solemn and sacred, and golden lotuses bloomed on the earth, bright and majestic.

The person who came was wearing a double bun with a yellow face and a thin body. There were two flowers on the bun and a branch in his hand, but there was a smile on his face.

"Two friends stay behind!"

Mingyu stopped, looked up, and said with a smile: "First, my uncle ordered me, and now my uncle is here, what a coincidence!"

Xuanyuan on the side muttered secretly. "Coincidence? This may not have been premeditated!"

"Should I separate from Mingyu now? I always feel that I have been uneasy since I met the Demon Ancestor."

~~~~
There is a deep sea in the southwest of the ancient wilderness.

The Demon God of Thunder, Tian Cang, was expelled from the ancient world. Without his influence, the power of the Pili clan leader was no longer what it was before.

"Surrender, I'll spare your life!"

Qinghuang is dressed in white, with unrivaled splendor, and his strikes are decisive and fierce, like an emperor from heaven, invincible in all directions.

She only relied on a pair of warm and snow-white delicate hands, and her palms were powerful, emitting the light of flying immortals, shocking the world, and making the leader of the Pili clan change his color in horror.

"Impossible! You have the destiny, how can I be weak?! What's more, the golden dragon of human luck in this era is in me!"

The leader of the Pili clan is arrogant and dares to establish his own country. He even dares to offend the emperor involved, so how can he be willing to surrender to Xizhou?

He roared and waved his thunder fist, raising his hands and feet with surging vitality, like a dragon roaring, as if the multiverse was beginning to open, and everything was uncertain.

Boom!

Qinghuang flew through the air, used his heavy hands one after another, displayed the unparalleled magic seal, and pressed forward.

The flawless immortal light illuminates the three thousand worlds, penetrates all time and space in the ten directions and three lives, swallows the southwest sea with breath, and reaches Mount Sumeru. When enlightened, it transcends the ten earths and three vehicles, and freezes the four births and six paths.

puff!
When her crystal-clear palm struck down, Patriarch Pili was beaten to pieces, and then exploded, blooming in the void, with blood and bones flying everywhere.

"Boom!!"

The immortal true spirit of Patriarch Pili rolled up the torn flesh and blood, and was tempered and reborn in the thunder.

His vitality is extremely tenacious, comparable to the Nirvana power of the Phoenix Clan.

"kill!"

The Pili clan leader is extremely brave. He is not willing to fail, nor does he admit his own failure.

"The protagonist of this era should be me!"

He once again mobilized his luck golden dragon, and the mysterious power of humanity was added to his body. The terrifying thunder was transformed into the heavens, condensed into ten thousand energy. On top of him, the clouds were chaotic and chaotic, and countless thunder light fell down. There was a wonderful thing in the void, and billions of creatures were born. The might of all gods is as motionless as a mountain.

"Come!"

He drew his hand into the void, and the thunder spear penetrated the yin and yang, killing Qinghuang.

Qinghuang is quite powerful, with unparalleled hands. He pushes across billions of spaces and pushes his palm horizontally. The immortal light sweeps across nine heavens and ten earths. It can accommodate all possibilities, isolate the years, and be arbitrary for eternity!
Most of the terrifying thunder was smashed into pieces.

Chief Pi Li roared and rushed forward, but was immediately attacked and killed by Huang Zhong Da Lu.

The majestic sound of heaven and earth shook his soul away.

"The protagonist of the era?" She stood high in the sky with a cold voice: "Did I tell you that the manifestation of human destiny in this era is a golden dragon?"

The head of the Pili clan laughed: "You can insult me, but you can't deny the fact! Who doesn't know that when the human emperor enthroned the world, the dragon family got most of the luck, and it merged with the human race's luck, so that the human race's luck manifested into the form of a golden dragon ?”

"In the imperial capital of the human race, the Golden Dragon of Humanity's Luck suppresses all gods. It is a known fact since ancient times. Can you deny it?"

The moment she condensed the Golden Dragon of Luck, Pili knew that she had an unparalleled destiny.

If he doesn't take over from the Human Emperor, who will?
"Of course it's me!"

The man in white clothes holds his head high, like a phoenix standing proudly in the world.

She didn't waver at all, as if these words were the truth of heaven and earth.

"This era is destined to belong to me, the Jintian clan. The manifestation of human destiny should be based on the phoenix!"

This announcement resounded throughout the world and shocked all sectors of humanity.

Pi Lishi was stunned, and then laughed wildly: "Change the totem of human destiny and replace it with a phoenix. Who do you think you are!"

He has every reason to be arrogant. The golden dragon of human destiny is the overall situation planned by the emperor of the world and the dragon clan.

Even in the era of Emperor Fuxi, the tone was set.

You know, when Mount Tai was granted the title of Zen, the emperor granted him the title of Dragon Official!

Now you just want to change it?
Can the Emperor agree?
Can the Dragon Clan approve it?
Pi Li looked at the sky, gloating and waiting for the humane punishment and the dragon's anger to drown the other.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was silence everywhere.

It was as if heaven and earth had acquiesced in Qinghuang's announcement.

"This is impossible!"

In the vast sky, only Pili was roaring hysterically, and thunder was rolling in the void.

The golden dragon of luck entrenched around him was also roaring, baring its teeth and claws, shattering billions of spaces.

"Dragon! Dragon!"

Pi Lishi's face was ferocious, as if the resentment hidden deep in her memory had burst out.

He turned around and looked at the Dragon King of the West Sea who was attacking Yuan Hai with calm eyes.

"A fuss."

Ao Run curled his lips. He obviously understood why Pi Li was so angry.

Since replacing dragons with phoenixes is a change in this era, why do the dragon clan still want to help Xizhou?

The answer is of course: Conglong!

Ao Run looked at Haotian, who was holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in the ninth heaven and supervising the battle.

Give up one generation in the world, and gain one generation in heaven.

Is his Dragon Clan at a loss?
It's a big win!

But it was impossible for Ao Run to tell these things to Pi Li.

"Fellow Taoist, fight quickly, the clan leader's side is almost over."

Haotian issued the order for a general attack.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, none of these traitors can escape!"

Ao Run patted his chest and promised that he would definitely perform well in front of future leaders.

"My sons, form the sea-covering formation!"

Divine dragons flew out from the deep sea, and the dragons chanted.

It may call the wind and clouds to bring thousands of thunderstorms from the sky; or it may bring rolling waves to stir up the sea water thousands of feet high.

Hundreds of dragons received orders, thousands of dragons formed formations, and thousands of dragons spit out water. The formations began to move and moved towards the southwest abyssal sea.

On the other side, the Green Phoenix was so powerful that it caused the Pi Li family to reshape their Tao body again and again.

In the sea of ​​thousands of thunders, he was dripping with blood and trembling all over. This was not pain, but a murderous aura permeating the air, which represented his extremely restless state of mind.

"Surrender, or die!"

Qinghuang gave Pi Li an ultimatum.

She didn't want to break the humane Golden Dragon of Luck unless she had to.

This is the embodiment of human destiny in the southwest. If it is wiped out, the human race itself will be at a disadvantage.

"drop?"

Pi Lishi spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest was almost pierced, and there were terrifying scars between his eyebrows.

The Yingying fairy light is preventing the wound from healing. It is the law of nirvana of Qinghuang, but it has been used in reverse to restrain Pili's magical power.

"Since I can't win, then you can't even think about it!"

A fierce look flashed in Pi Lishi's eyes. He slowly raised his hand, turned into sharp claws, and grabbed the golden dragon of luck surrounding him.

Qinghuang suddenly changed color, and with a push of his bare hand, Huang Zhongda Lu was shocked to the point where everything collapsed.

"late!"

Pi Lishi looked at the terrifying offensive bombardment and completely fell into madness.

I saw him opening his big mouth and swallowing the Golden Dragon of Luck!

"you dare!"

Everyone was shocked, Yuan Zhen, Bodhidharma, and Ming He took action one after another.

With a roar, a terrifying figure appeared again behind Pi Lishi, standing in the void, huge and boundless, causing the world to overturn and thunder to wreak havoc.

"Get up!"

Mingyu's eldest disciple Tianlu has been on guard.

Seeing that terrifying figure appearing, he activated the Xiantian Liangyi Formation without saying a word.

The disillusionment of life and death is like a bubble, the sky and the earth are bright and dark like dust!
The six gates are opened, suppressing the world.

The figure standing in the void was pulled into the formation.

"Good job!"

Feng Ling'er clapped her hands and screamed. Her movements were not slow at all. She cooperated with her senior brother to stabilize the formation.

Ju Mang whipped out a whip at Shengmen, and the thunder was scattered.

Styx slashed his sword at the door of death, and the sea of ​​blood rose to the sky.

Yuan Zhen shook his sleeves, the universe made sense, and the endless thunder was contained.

Bodhidharma is worthy of being a master of martial arts. His divine will of martial arts shocked time and space. He raised his fists like a vajra with angry eyes, making the figure in the sea of ​​thunder stagger.

However, Pi Li's momentum increased greatly after swallowing the Golden Dragon of Luck, and the terrifying power made the sky darken.

Qinghuang looked at Pi Li, who was almost losing his mind, with a sulky look on his face.

It doesn't hurt to sell Ye Tian!
This time my luck in the southwest has been compromised, I will be very busy in the future!
Within the Liangyi Formation, Ming He, who was responsible for writing the script, felt extremely guilty at this time.

"That shouldn't be the case. How come others have everything going smoothly, but when they come to Pindao, they make frequent mistakes?"

"Isn't Pindao in luck?" (End of chapter)