Honghuang: I woke up from the tomb, Zhenguixu!

Chapter 37: Ancestral Dragon and Qilin Are Jealous?Yuanfeng: Are you worthy of teaching my son?
"Sister Yuanfeng, why do you need to do it yourself this time?"

"Brother, go to the undead volcano and bring that little guy back directly!"

Zu Long stepped forward hurriedly, and smiled at Yuan Feng, as if he was about to leave, heading for the prehistoric south.

However, at this time, Shi Qilin also stepped out of the tombstone.

With a flash of his figure, he directly evolved into the main body, and said loudly to Yuanfeng: "Come on, sister Yuanfeng, I will take you to the undead volcano and bring my nephew back. Who dares to harm my nephew? I will tear them apart with my own hands!"

"Humph!"

"Old Qilin, let me take care of things like this!"

Zu Long seemed a little displeased, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Shi Qilin's whole body was shocked, and he gave Zulong a blank look: "Why, do you, old dragon, think that I can't kill those ants?"

"you……"

Zu Long's eyes sank, and he opened his mouth, as if unable to refute Shi Qilin's words.

Seeing this scene, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Kunpeng, Shen'ao, and many human races standing not far from the tombstone were all stunned.

What are these two gravekeepers going to do?
In order to help Yuanfeng, is there still a fight?
"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Two fellow daoists, if you keep arguing like this, fellow daoist Yuanfeng's junior will become a disciple of the West!"

"Why don't you two wait here, and let me accompany Fellow Daoist Yuanfeng on this journey?"

Seeing this scene, Luo Hu smacked his lips lightly, and sneered at Zulong and Shi Qilin.

"When is it up to you?"

"Luo Hu, do you want to die?"

Zulong turned his head abruptly, and yelled coldly at Luo Hu.

And Shi Qilin also looked at Luo Hu: "Hmph, it's not your turn to take care of the affairs of the three of us!"

Seeing this scene, Yuanfeng shook her head involuntarily. Instead of greeting Zulong and Shiqilin, she flickered and walked directly towards the undead volcano.

"Sister Yuanfeng?"

"Here, how did you go?"

Zulong and Shi Qilin couldn't help being stunned, and hurriedly shouted at Yuanfeng.

However, Yuanfeng had already left, and there was no response at all.

This made the two of them look down, and looked at Luo Hu again, as if they were extremely annoyed.

But after all, they didn't dare to shoot at Luo Hu, but chased in the direction of Yuanfeng at the same time.

Luo Hu didn't pay attention to these two jealous guys, but turned his head and looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "The human race has settled down, and you have surrendered to the master, you can return to the witch clan. This seat will send a message to you!"

"Follow the orders of the elders!"

"We will return to the Witch Clan for the time being, rectify it, and then come to pay respects to the seniors and the Father God!"

The twelve ancestor witches bowed towards Luohu and the mysterious tomb, and then moved towards the witch clan.

In the prehistoric south, above the undead volcano!
That astonishing vision has slowly dissipated.

And the phantom of the flower of Daluo did not open the ninth stage in the end.

But at this time, an extremely astonishing breath of Da Luo Jinxian has spread from the undead volcano.

Soon, a young man wearing a dark green Taoist robe, thin and handsome, stepped slowly from the undead volcano.

For a moment, astonishing five-color rays of light surged out from his body, straight into the sky, as if to illuminate the sky.

However, at this moment, two figures came rapidly from a distance, and landed in the sky above the undead volcano in an instant.

These two people are the escort and Zhunti who hurried over.

"Not bad!"

"You are worthy of being the son of Yuanfeng, with good aptitude and strength!"

Jieyin showed a faint smile, spoke first, and praised the young man a few times.

Zhunti stepped forward slowly, and said with a smile: "Poverty Dao is the Zhunti of the Western religion. I see that you have a predestined relationship with the Western religion. When you join the Western religion, you will be personally instructed by my brothers and sisters, and you will be blessed by the power of heaven, and become the prehistoric Western religion." Mainstay!"

"Western religion?"

"Quite mentioning?"

"You are the famous shameless saints in the prehistoric world, right?"

"With your reputation, you still want Wu Kong to be worshiped in the Western religion?"

"It's just..."

Seeing this sudden appearance, Kong Xuan preached to him and asked him to worship the second sage of the Western religion under the other party's sect. He was extremely dissatisfied.

What is his identity?
He is the crown prince of the Feng clan, how can he worship under such shameless disciples?
Do you really think that it is still the time when the Wind Clan is in decline?

Now that he knows that his mother has not fallen, he is planning to stabilize his realm, and then go to the coast of the East China Sea to find relatives. How can he have the leisure to join the Western religion?
"presumptuous!"

"However, a junior who has just stepped into Daluo Jinxian, dare to be rude to the saint?"

"It seems that Pindao needs to use some means to bring you back to the Western Church to discipline you!"

Immediately, Zhunti was furious, and he took a step forward, stretched out his arm, and grabbed Kong Xuan below.

But Jie Yin's body released an astonishing power of a saint, covering the surroundings, as if to cover up the secrets of heaven.

Sensing this scene, Kong Xuan's murderous aura instantly surged, and a trace of madness appeared in his eyes.

Wisps of astonishing multicolored light emerged from behind it, madly sweeping towards the huge hand falling from above.

"Junior, as a teacher today, I will teach you well, what is it: all saints are ants!"

Seeing that Kong Xuan still wanted to resist, Zhunti's face froze, the power of the huge palm soared again, directly locking Kong Xuan's figure, and the violent saint's power even dispersed the colorful light released by Kong Xuan open.

It seems that Zhunti is about to capture Kong Xuan.

At this moment, an astonishingly fierce aura came rapidly from a distance.

This shocked Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Then Yuanfeng, why did you come here so fast?"

"Brother, what should we do?"

Zhunti hurriedly looked at Jieyin, but he didn't expect Yuanfeng to find out so quickly and rushed over.

When they shot, they covered up the secret!
"Receive and guide, Zhunti, you are looking for death!"

"If you dare to touch one of my son's feathers, I will slaughter your entire Western religion!"

At this time, Yuanfeng had already manifested his body, as if carrying an astonishing sea of ​​flames, passing rapidly across the sky, faintly trying to ignite the entire sky.

The scorching power came frantically like a tide, and directly impacted Zhunti's huge palm.

"Junior brother, stop quickly!"

"Waiting for a discussion with that Yuanfeng brother!"

Jieyin hastily shouted at Zhunti, and the golden light around him surged again, and greeted the terrifying scorching power.

"Rumble..."

All of a sudden, bursts of roars resounded through the prehistoric world, and the power of the saint and the scorching power quickly dispersed.

This caused Jieyin's figure to tremble suddenly, and finally stabilized.

Afterwards, he bowed his hands to Yuanfeng who was rushing over and saluted: "Fellow Daoist Yuanfeng, don't get angry!"

"My brothers and sisters, just saw Kong Xuanzi's superiority, and wanted to introduce him to the Western religion, so as to teach him a little bit, and we have absolutely no intention of harming this son!"

This Yuanfeng is coming in a menacing way, it's better to explain it first to calm him down.

However, even after hearing this, Yuan Feng's aura did not weaken at all, and even a little more disdainful.

"Introduce some good students from the West to teach them?"

"joke!"

"It's just a joke!"

"Wait, are you worthy of teaching my son?"

(End of this chapter)