Honghuang: How can I be invincible after death?

Chapter 17 Although my life is not long, I can still suppress you for a hundred years

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao stood above the clouds and looked at the Sanxian Island below, feeling quite disgusted.

In their eyes, the land outside the East China Sea is just a barbarian land and a backcountry. How can it compare with their Kunlun Mountains?
With such a condescending face, they knew that they came here with absolutely no good intentions.

Although they said they came to visit Ye Changqing, in fact they just came to take the opportunity to ridicule and ridicule.

Bi Xiao has the hottest temper, waving her pink fist and going out of the island to teach them a lesson.

But Ye Changqing stopped them all, now is not the time to attack.

Seeing that there was no movement on Sanxian Island, Guang Chengzi couldn't help frowning, and looked at Taoist Ran Deng in the sky.

Taoist Ran Deng rode on a colorful divine deer, with the brilliance flowing in the back of his head, like a fairy.

He came this time to get back from Ye Changqing the face he lost some time ago.

He planned to humiliate Ye Changqing severely and let him die in pain and despair.

Thinking of being almost killed by his sword that day, Daoist Ran Deng almost gritted his teeth.

He waved at Guang Chengzi, telling them to start landing on the island.

The mana in Guang Chengzi's hand condensed into a treasure seal and threw it downward.

The treasure seal returned to its original form the moment it was thrown, and half of Buzhou Mountain slammed into the protective formation of Sanxian Island.

This treasure seal is called Fantian Seal, and it was refined by Yuanshi Tianzun from the half of Buzhou Mountain that was broken by Gonggong.

Although Fantianyin is not innate, its attack power is not weaker than any innate spirit treasure.

boom!
The whole Sanxian Island shook for a while, and the peach blossom forest three thousand miles away began to rain flowers.

After the shock passed, there were only bare branches left at a glance.

Click!

After several more impacts, the island guard formation turned into a cloud of light and mist and disappeared.

The fog that covered the island disappeared instantly, revealing its true face.

There are no gorgeous pavilions or splendid palaces in Sanxiao's dojo, only a few small bamboo buildings standing there.

In the open space next to the bamboo building, Ye Changqing was lying on a bamboo chair, basking in the sun leisurely.

"Senior Brother Ye invites you!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao fell in front of him and bowed their hands slightly as a salute.

Only Daoist Dieng Deng was still pretending to be in mid-air, and refused to come down for a long time.

Ye Changqing slightly opened his eyes and glanced at the Twelve Golden Immortals, then continued to wander away.

"you……"

Seeing him so arrogant, Guang Chengzi couldn't suppress his anger.

The current Ye Changqing is nothing more than a ostentatious paper tiger.

A finger could crush him to death if he wanted to.

Immortal Yuding held Guang Chengzi back, and with a wave of his hand, a jade coffin appeared on the ground.

"Senior Brother Ye, this is a gift from Pindao and others, please don't dislike it."

"Although this is an acquired spirit treasure, it can keep your body from decaying. Even after hundreds of millions of years, you, brother, will still be alive..."

The immortals behind him all laughed when they heard this, and they didn't give Ye Changqing any face.

The Daoist who burned the lamp in mid-air flicked his fingers, and a cluster of flames from the coffin palace lantern fell on the jade coffin and turned into an oil lamp.

Good guy!
This group of people wished to send Ye Changqing away as soon as possible.

Hiding in the dark, Zhao Gongming and San Xiao gritted their teeth with hatred, but they couldn't make a move.

The first test that the big brother gave them was to endure!

Anger will only make people dizzy and forcibly reduce their intelligence, and finally end in a tragic end.

What's more, the most savvy hunters often appear as prey.

This is called showing weakness to the enemy!
"Senior Brother Ye, why don't you speak?"

"Isn't it too surprising?"

Daoist Taiyi shook his whisk and asked in a strange way.

"Senior Brother Ye, you're welcome. Our Three Teachings are originally a family, and these are what we juniors should do."

Chi Jingzi made up the knife with a hey smile.

Explaining and teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals really took great pains to ridicule Ye Changqing.

After all, when they were on Kunlun Mountain, they were humiliated by Ye Changqing's single-handed suppression.

Ye Changqing suppressed them for tens of thousands of years, making them unable to hold their heads up.

Now that Ye Changqing has fallen from the altar, how could they give up this chance to regain their face?
Daoist Ran Deng suddenly looked towards the sky, and a Taoist came leisurely riding a green bull.

Unexpectedly, even the Great Master Xuandu came.

Taoist Ran Deng hurried forward to greet him.

Although he is the deputy leader of the teaching, he is also a monk halfway, and he only bears the name of a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun.

And Master Xuandu, as the only disciple of the saint Lao Tzu, his status is naturally incomparable.

After the calamity of the Lich, the human race has become the new master of heaven and earth.

Master Xuandu was born in the human race, and he is also a great disciple of the Renjiao. He enjoys the boundless luck of the human race.

Daoist Ran Deng naturally didn't dare to be too big.

Master Xuandu nodded slightly to him as a salute, and naturally cast his gaze on Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing's soul was weakened, his breath was sluggish, and his body was filled with dead air, and he looked like he was going to die soon.

Master Xuandu descended from the clouds, walked around Ye Changqing a few times, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

This kind of injury can't be faked, Ye Changqing can't fake it.

"Xuandu, are you used to lamola in the human race?"

"By the way, can you still go back to the human race?"

Ye Changqing didn't give him a good face at all, and exposed the old background of the great mage Xuandu as soon as he came up.

Before the Lich War, the Yaozu massacred the tribe in order to refine the witch-slaying sword that could break through the physical defense of the ancestor witch of the Wuzu.

Lao Tzu, as the leader of the human religion, and Master Xuandu, as a disciple of the human religion from the human race, watched hundreds of millions of people being slaughtered.

In order to prevent Empress Nuwa from saving the human race, Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun first blocked the secrets and went to Wa Palace to talk to her.

By the time Empress Nuwa found out that her luck was declining, it was already too late.

Later, in order to repay the cause and effect, Laozi specially rescued Fuxi's soul from the Lich battlefield.

Although Laozi is a sage taught by people, he is actually a thief of luck.

Although Master Xuandu is a great disciple of Human Education, he is really a disgrace to the human race.

Abolishing the Human Education was originally part of Ye Changqing's future plan, so why not make a cause and effect with Master Xuandu, which can also be used as an excuse in the future.

Master Xuandu practiced the way of forgetting emotion, and he could maintain his state of mind on weekdays, but Ye Changqing's words directly opened up his scars.

"Hmph, Pindao never argues with dying people..."

"From the point of view of the poor, Senior Brother Ye should save some energy and climb into the coffin and lie down to die, so as to save others from getting bad luck!"

Ye Changqing suddenly smiled, a strange smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, a will burst out of his body, and he overwhelmed the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao and the Great Master Xuandu in an instant.

Taoist Ran Deng in mid-air turned around and fled when he saw something bad was going on.

"Stay!"

Ye Changqing's icy voice sounded behind him, Taoist Ran Deng felt the boundless power added to his body, and he fell straight down from the cloud.

puff!

Ye Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his breath was extremely weak, but his body had a soaring aura.

"Although my life is not long, it's not like you can be bullied when you are young!"

"It can also suppress you for a hundred years!"

(End of this chapter)