Hong Huang: The Opening Guide Hongjun Preaching

Chapter 7 Dao Demon War is on!

“Congratulations to the host! Happy time Daoist spell-‘Time Control Spell’!”

[Time Control]: One of the spells under the time law.

The person who controls the spell can control the time at will, switch the time freely, and can extend or shorten the time.

Note: This spell is an upgradeable spell, which automatically changes with the strength of the controller.

I go!

This attribute is too heaven-defying.

Zhou Yuan was ecstatic.

Although it had been predicted that Daoist’s spells were not simple at this time, he was still deeply surprised.

Not only can the time be switched at will, but also can be extended and shortened, which is a bit powerful.

If you take a short period of time for the unification of the prehistoric and the wilderness, and then extend it several times on yourself.

Imagine that while others are eating, their Cultivation Base has skyrocketed. What a god-level experience is this.

It’s more than twice the result with half the effort.

In the following time, Zhou Yuan continued to cultivate, consolidate various Cultivation Techniques and techniques, stabilize the Cultivation Base, and strengthen the foundation.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years passed.

Zhou Yuan stretched out comfortably, as if he was sleeping beautifully, feeling that his body was full of infinite energy.

When I woke up, Daoxing had grown invisibly.

Zhou Yuan was already bearish on this. If it was the first time, Zhou Yuan didn’t know how excited he would jump high.

With a relaxed breath, Zhou Yuan slowly opened the own panel properties and checked it.

Cultivation Base: Taiyi Golden Immortal Peak.

Spells: Ten times the speed of practice, ‘time control technique’.

Cultivation Technique: Xiantian Shenglong Cultivation Technique “Nine Heavens Dragon Yin”.

Spiritual Roots: Xiantian Top Ten Spiritual Roots.

Weapon: Sacred Dragon Sword.

formation: Holy Dragon Protector’s Great Formation.

Tao Xing: %￥#@! *……

Zhou Yuan glanced around, “Well, it’s not bad.”

The Cultivation Base of Taiyi Golden Immortal Peak can at least make yourself have the face to go out.

In the past in the Xuanxian Realm, Zhou Yuan was ashamed to go out like a little girl who hadn’t left the pavilion.

His eyes fell on the last line.

What’s the matter with Daoxing, why is there a bunch of garbled codes?

“Ding! Due to the uninterrupted growth of the host road, the system cannot count the accurate road travel time.”

Great!

Zhou Yuan couldn’t help but ridicule the system, “System, you can’t do this, where is your huge computing system, how can you still not catch up with the speed of labor and capital cultivation.”

“I’m really too strong!” Zhou Yuan said not wanting face.

Feeling the growing body, Zhou Yuan feels very good.

After tidying up his clothes, he walked out of the Shenglong Temple in a small breeze.

The weather is good, why don’t you go down the mountain for a walk?

“Children…”

Zhou Yuangang waved his hands to the Calabash baby brothers playing in the distance.

suddenly.

The violent wind suddenly rose, and the entire void dimmed in an instant.

I saw above the sky, towards Sumeru Mountain.

Killing intents soaring, gathered in the sky above Sumeru Mountain.

At the same time, the entire prehistoric evil spirits are constantly converging towards Sumeru Mountain.

“What kind of upsurge and demon, Ben Luohu wants to eliminate the demon and increase! Heavenly Dao is unfair, today the demon ancestor will use this Zhuxian sword formation to rectify the name of the devil world!”

Luohu’s gloomy voice resounded throughout the world.

Suddenly, the endless chaos and void, thunder and rolling.

“Luo Hui, Hugh is so arrogant. Today, Wu Hongjun will replace Heavenly Dao and the primordial sentient beings to annihilate you, the devil!”

For a time, the entire prehistoric land reverberated with the rhetoric of the two quasi-sage-level bosses, Hongjun and Luohu.

There is a murderous atmosphere between the world and the earth.

With the shocking shouts just now, even if Zhou Yuan was under this sacred dragon formation, he could faintly feel his heart beating in panic.

Zhou Yuan’s forehead bounced with blue veins, “Fortunately, fortunately, I didn’t go out.”

You know, Honghuang has not yet born Sage at this time.

The contest between the two quasi-saints, Hongjun and Luohu, was enough to deter and tear apart the prehistoric.

After the dragon and the Han weighed the calamity, the predecessor was in a mess, and the impact of this demon battle on the predecessor was not small.

Zhou Yuan looked up.

Under Luohu’s Zhuxian Sword Formation, the phantoms of the three dragons, phoenix, and Qilin were sacrificed in a huge evil spirit.

The three illusory shadows are exactly the grievances, Killing intent, and hostility of the three races.

Zhou Yuan thought to himself: Luo Hui calculated the death of the three major clans for these evil spirits, and now he still shouts that Heavenly Dao is unfair, which is really not wanting face.

Since, in this life, through the descendants of the Jackie Chan clan, and don’t put the dragon clan back on the prehistoric stage, how can he be worthy of his identity as the Azure Dragon prince?

It is not a simple matter to bring the dragon to stand up.

Relying only on the Cultivation Base of Taiyi Golden Immortal Peak is far from enough.

Everything is possible only if you keep getting stronger.

“Father, let’s go and play over there!”

Several Calabash babies grabbed Zhou Yuan’s clothing corner, pointed to the distance and shouted excitedly.

Zhou Yuan furrowed his brows and scolded, “What are you playing! Let the labors and capitals cultivate!”

Immediately, shaking his robe, he turned and walked into the Shenglong Temple.

In the blink of an eye, I don’t know how much time has passed.

During this period, Zhou Yuan wanted to see how old he was an old monster, but he was always a bunch of garbled characters.

But it doesn’t matter.

It is increasing anyway.

During the battle between Luohu, Hongjun and others, Tianlong Mountain was not affected because of the protection of the Holy Dragon Guardian Formation.

The entire Tianlong Mountain is still full of vitality.

The Spiritual Qi is rich and misty.

But outside of Tianlong Mountain, it’s not all the same.

The mountains and rivers shattered and the river valleys were dry, but it was also a major reshuffle of the prehistoric.

The environment changes, the fittest survive, and the inferior are eliminated.

This eternal law of survival applies to any world.

On a cliff in Tianlong Mountain.

In the vast and wild world in front of him, there were fewer demons and less hostility. Zhou Yuan murmured: “It seems that Luohu’s aura is approaching, and Hongjun’s sanctification is not far away.”

Ding!

“The detection host has been cultivated for ten thousand years, please choose:”

“1. If you continue to pick and cultivate for ten thousand years, you will get a set of Dragon Clan Sacred Armor!”

“Second, go to the famine to investigate the situation, and directly obtain the Holy Dragon’s Distraction Art!”

It’s picking again, this system is not new.

This time, Zhou Yuan wanted to choose the second one.

The Tianlong Mountain stayed for too long, and Zhou Yuan knew that there were several mouse holes on the mountain, and it was inevitable that he was bored.

Anyway, Luo Hui’s anger is approaching, plus all his energy is dealing with Hongjun and others, how can he care for himself, the little cultivator who bullied him back then.

It’s not bad to go out and shop.

However, since Zhou Yuan, the King of Ten Thousand Years Gou, had the ability to distract, naturally he would no longer use his real body to venture around the prehistoric times.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan went straight on the cliff, found a comfortable posture, and sat down.

A light and fluttering divine mind rose from the top of the head and drifted towards the predicament.

The predecessor in front of him, as expected by Zhou Yuan, the mountains were broken, the continent was broken into several pieces, the void and bloody fog was permeated, the corpses of the demons were everywhere, and of course there were many corpses of prehistoric creatures.

“It seems that Hongjun fellow daoist is not far from being sanctified.”

Zhou Yuan said to himself.

The voice fell.

suddenly.

A huge invisible coercion rolled over.

Chaos breath?

There seemed to be a smell of willow.

Not waiting for Zhou Yuan’s reaction.

A strong figure has appeared beside Zhou Yuan.