Cultivation of Immortals Summoning the Three Realms

Chapter 490

For so many years, although the Holy Emperor is the emperor in name,
But in the holy world, each of the eight holy kings is the king, and there are still a few independent forces like Guanghan Palace, which makes Xiao Huang's control over the holy world actually very ordinary.

Of course Xiao Huang would not let go of such an opportunity at this time, as long as he unites with one or two more holy kings and defeats them one by one, it is not impossible to subdue them.

The holy city in South China is not the base camp of the great holy kings, so the troops they can bring are limited, which is what matters.

Now Saint King Liefeng has been blinded by hatred, this is a good opportunity, the more Xiao Huang thinks about it, the more complacent he looks on his face.

"Let's go, we must go to the Holy City of South China before them, and first bring the forces there under our command!" Xiao Huang said, looking at the Sacred Wind King.

For revenge, Gaefeng naturally has no objection to this arrangement,

Part of the Lie Family Army was wiped out, and if the strength of the Holy City of South China can be incorporated, it can be regarded as a supplement to the Lie Family Army.

The two returned to their homes with their own thoughts, and set out for the holy city of South China again.

What they didn't know was that this scene was quietly watched by Luo Fang.

"Teacher, do we want to do it now?"

The ancestor of yin and yang is a militant, as long as he hears something that is not good for Kunlun Xu, he wants to fight.

"Now is not the time. We must rush back to the Holy City of South China ahead of them. They finally came here once. How can we pass without giving a big gift?"

The corner of Luo Fang's mouth curled up slightly, and his intuition told him that the Holy City of South China is just a whirlpool this time, and those who should come will come, and those who should not come will also come.

Luo Fang thought well. At this time, most of the holy kings in the holy imperial city had already left.
Among them, the most impatient one is Muyun Shengwang. The two most beloved juniors are in the holy city of South China. He is naturally worried, especially now that such a thing has happened.

"Fortunately, that old fellow Mo Li passed by ahead of time, otherwise things would be really difficult!"

The relationship between Muyun Shengwang and Moli is very good, although they are impatient, they don't panic.

"Old Ancestor, just now the Yan family sent a message that they hope to go forward with us, what shall we do?"

The Patriarch of the Mu Family, Mu Xiang, said cautiously.

The tempers of Shengwang Muyun and Shengwang Yanqing were not very right, and he did not expect Yanqing to make such a request.

"What? Walking with them? Why? Let's go our way!"

Shengwang Muyun directly refused.The so-called different ways do not conspire with each other, he has always been displeased with Yan Qing's domineering approach, so he rejected the matter without even thinking about it.

"Yes, father, I'll go and tell them!"

Mu Xiang retreated slowly, but Mu Yun was lost in thought.

On the other side, among the team of Sage King Yanqing, a super-big beast drove forward slowly. The inside of the car was very big, like a reception hall.

I saw Sacred King Yanqing and a purple-robed monk sitting opposite each other. There was a chess table in front of them, and there were several Taoist boys who were in charge of arranging chess.

"I guess that old guy Mu Yun will definitely refuse!"

The Sage King Yanqing said something lightly, and dropped a son at the same time.

"Since we all know the result, why do we have to lower our status to invite?"

The purple-robed cultivator said with a blank expression, and then slowly fell down.

"Although he will refuse, Mu Yun, an old fellow, will definitely wonder why I did this! That's enough!"

Sacred King Yanqing had an inscrutable look, and he was a different person from when he was robbing Mo Li before.

"Yeah, the ancient emperor appeared too suddenly, Xiao Huang is bound to make some moves, we are all meat!"

The purple-robed monk said something rather sighing, and fell down again.

He is one of the eight holy kings of the holy imperial city, the blood-sealed holy king, who usually walks alone,

However, his temper is somewhat similar to Yanqing's, so naturally they walked together.

"It's true that we are meat, but we have to see if he can eat it!"

After Yanqing Shengwang said something coldly, he dropped another son.

"If he can be pulled in, even Emperor Xiao might not dare to attack in the Holy City of South China." The Blood Sealed Saint King said regretfully.

"You mean King Xi? I want to too, but it's too difficult!"

When King Xi was mentioned, Sage King Yanqing's face changed slightly. In fact, he immediately thought of King Xi, but unfortunately he had no choice but to give up in the end.

"But what is certain is that he is definitely not a member of the Holy Emperor, that's enough!"

Xue Feng thought for a long time before slowly falling down, and then a smile appeared on his face,
"Yanqing, you lost, let's do it again!"

"Blood seal, it's just a plate, there are many opportunities!"

Sage King Yanqing waved his sleeves indifferently.

Obviously, no one is stupid to reach the position of Saint King, but they and Xiao Huang all made a fatal mistake,

That was a misjudgment, who is in charge of the Holy City in South China.

In the past few days, the holy city in South China has been calm and calm. In the Lingxiao Palace, Donkey Dan has completely accepted the identity of the young master.
Now he clamors all day long to give his father a big gift,
And pulling Mu Yang and Mu Yue to sneak around and plot something.

Mo Li lived in the side hall, and he either dragged God to drink tea together, or dragged Hongjun Patriarch to discuss magic weapons,

Even one day, when he was too bored, it was actually the practice of the elders of Lingxu Palace at the peak of the beginning.

People like Zhuangzi, Nuwa, Lu Ya, etc. are all extremely talented people. With Mo Li's guidance, their realm has risen even more.
Now Zhuangzi has already become a sage of the Dao, and Nuwa's one foot has also stepped into the way of heaven.

To be honest, the problems that Kunlunxu encounters now are still the same as before. There are a lot of top combat power, but the backbone combat power is indeed pitifully small.

If it hadn't been for the compilation of small and medium sects in the Holy City of South China, and the addition of some saints from the Dao and the early days of the Dao of Heaven,

The backbone of Kunlunxu is not even as good as one of the previous three great families.

Now the first batch of Kunlun Xu's disciples such as the Four Great Monkeys and Yang Jian have been sanctified, and their aptitude is also good, and it is just around the corner to become the backbone of the battle.

The reason why Mo Li did this was because he was bored. With him and God, plus Mu Yun, he didn't have to be afraid of the strong wind to make trouble. Even if the Holy Emperor came, he wouldn't be afraid. That's why he was so leisurely.

At this time, a loud buzzing sound suddenly appeared outside the holy city of South China.

Standing far away, one could see a large cloud of black mist flying towards the Lingxiao Palace, and there were still a few small dots flying forward desperately in front of the black mist.

"What is that?" Not only Mo Li was shocked, but even God and Grandfather Hongjun frowned when they saw such a formation,
"The Purple Mysterious Bee? It's the Purple Mysterious Bee!" Mo Li shouted after sensing it.

This purple mysterious bee is not an ordinary existence in the holy world,

Their honey is the most nourishing thing in the entire holy world. There have been a grand occasion where more than a dozen top-level immortal artifacts were exchanged for a catty of honey.

But there are advantages and disadvantages. The individual cultivation of the purple mysterious bee is only at the level of a fairy, but their number is too huge.And once someone touches their baby, the god bee will be like crazy and will never stop dying.

Some saints at the peak level of the Heavenly Dao refused to accept it. Although they were not fatal in the end, they were stung with black noses and swollen faces.

Therefore, there are fewer and fewer people picking honey, until now, this Zixuan honey has become a very rare thing.

"Wait, why are those little ones flying in front so familiar? Ah! No, they are donkey eggs!"

Mo Li took a closer look again, and suddenly let out a strange cry.

Just when he was about to rush over to save the donkey and them,
In front of the black mist came the cry of donkey eggs,
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, wait for me to lead them out of the city."

Coincidentally, not far from the South China City Gate at this time, the figures of Luo Fang, the ancestor of the Five Elements, and the ancestor of Yin and Yang slowly emerged.

(End of this chapter)