Honghuang: How can I be invincible after death?

Chapter 67 Ye Changqing's Three Thousand Disciples
The Hongmeng world in the Hongmeng burial coffin has been buried for an unknown number of epochs, and even the Hongmeng Ziqi has undergone terrible mutations.

The half-cut sword has long been rusted by the years, and can no longer bear too much pressure.

Daoist Ran Deng did not break when he fought against several saints, which is already giving him the greatest face.

boom!
The body of Taoist Ran Deng fell to the ground with a crash, and the surviving primordial spirit screamed and fled to the distance.

"Teacher save me!"

Emperor Huangtian stood up and dragged his serious injuries to kill him.

"Evil barrier, don't be presumptuous!"

The sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and countless clouds condensed into the face of Yuanshi Tianzun and let out a roar.

A white long rainbow came from the chaos and pierced the sky with supreme power.

Sanbaoyu Ruyi crossed the endless space and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"I said..."

"I'm just one of the three thousand disciples of the immortal master!"

Emperor Huang Tian said a word without haste.

The empress who is as powerful as him and the willow god and ruthless are just the vanguards who were sent here to explore the way first!

Suddenly the space around him collapsed, and there were dense figures in an instant.

Thousands of figures formed a strange battle formation, and a burst of roars faintly covered Yuanshi Tianzun's anger.

"Roar!"

The three thousand immortal kings exerted their strength together and after being blessed by the battle formation, they turned into a bronze tripod and slammed into Sanbao Yuruyi.

Click!

After a loud noise of landslides and landslides, the entire prehistoric world was shaken.

Yuanshi Tianzun who was far away in Zixiao Palace turned pale, his blow was caught!
It was obvious that the other party was just three thousand big Luo Jinxians who were like ants.

puff!

A big black dog in floral underpants was spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The severe pain made it spit out words and started cursing, yelling that it must grab a pet from among the disciples of Chanjiao and use it as a mount.

The injured disciples of Chanjiao did not dare to speak out. If a beast were to ride on their heads, their faces would really be lost.

Ye Tiandi and the others' eyes lit up, this plan is a good idea!

"escape!"

Daoist Taiyi took the lead in escaping, and he did not forget to remind his senior brothers before leaving.

"is it possible?"

A black-bellied fat man in Taoist robes raised his mouth slightly and said with a sinister smile.

The treasures in this world are very powerful, which made him move his mind.

What is it like to be beaten by three thousand monks of the same rank?
Chanjiao's disciples couldn't help crying every time they thought about it in the days to come.

Overwhelming treasures and peerless fairy arts exploded in the sky, and they didn't know anything.

When they woke up again, they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

A big black dog bigger than a tiger, as strong as a bull, with a square head, big ears, and white canine teeth, rode on the body of Immortal Yuding, taking him as a mount.

This made the sober Master Yuding feel ashamed and spit out a catty of old blood angrily on the spot.

A big bronze tripod exudes the mother spirit of all things, but the bottom of the tripod is filled with burning firewood.

Daoist Huanglong was beaten back to his original form, and was being stewed in the cauldron...

Oh, of course it was Taiyi Daoist's Kowloon Divine Fire Cover that lit the fire...

The seriously injured Emperor Huangtian was waiting beside the cauldron eagerly, waiting for the dragon meat to be cooked through, the corner of his mouth dripped all over the floor.

"It would be even more perfect with some animal milk..."

He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and muttered to himself.

Too scary!

So fucking scary!
Daoist Huang Long woke up and almost peed in fright, he flapped his body and was about to fly out of the boiling hot water.

But it seems that there is an invisible force oppressing him in this cauldron, the mother of all things, and he can't get out of the cauldron at all.

He tried to swim quickly in the tripod, but this small tripod has infinity, no matter how fast he is, he can't swim to the end.

Seek the psychological area of ​​real Huanglong at this moment!

The other disciples of Chanjiao were not much better.

All of them have been stripped clean long ago, and the clothes on their bodies have been changed to other people's bodies.

Duan De was wearing the Taoist robe of Master Lingbao, waving his fly whisk and making gestures there.

Murder and kill!
Wicked, really too wicked!
Jiejiao Wanxian, who was unable to make a move, just felt too relieved, and all this was due to the big brother Ye Changqing.

These are the three thousand disciples he cultivated!

Bi Xiao was very relieved, but where did this group of people seem to have seen it before?
She suddenly remembered, isn't this what the elder brother has always taught them?

It turns out that this is the real robbery!

The two Western Saints who were hiding in the dark all had gloomy expressions and could not speak a word.

Not only did they lose face today, they also lost a lot of spiritual treasures.

Even the half-broken sword that I was thinking about was shattered...

He who has never suffered a disadvantage, now really wants to slap that Huang Tiandi who is squatting in front of the tripod and drooling to death.

But the remaining rationality made them stop and start other calculations.

Since they can't get the broken Primordial Spirit Treasure, it's better to save them back to the Western world.

Although they claimed to be Ye Changqing's disciples, who would prove it?

This time, I can't just return empty-handed, lose my wife and lose my army, right?

Two giant hands of Buddha's light descended from the sky silently, trying to catch them off guard and bring some of them back to the Western world for conversion.

The Second Saint of the West has already noticed that the angry Yuanshi Tianzun has brought Lao Tzu to come immediately.

If they don't make a move, they will have no chance!

"Combine!"

Ye Tiandi let out a loud roar, and the originally scattered three thousand immortal kings immediately formed a battle formation.

This battle formation is similar to the Ten Thousand Immortals formation in the prehistoric world.

It can make the strength of three thousand Da Luo Jinxians superimpose layer upon layer, possessing the strength comparable to that of a saint.

The magic power of the three thousand fairy kings condensed, and their figures disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the world, there is only an indomitable giant standing there, independent from the world.

This is also quite similar to the formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Witch Clan.

"Ye Changqing..."

"Why is it Ye Changqing again?"

The Second Saint of the West gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

Since Ye Changqing is the teacher of the Three Thousand Immortal Kings, it is very reasonable for such a scene to appear.

Ye Changqing's real body formed by the condensed three thousand immortal kings lightly tapped his finger, and in an instant, the sword light cut the bergamot hand of the second sage of the West into nothingness.

"cut!"

He spit out a word lightly from his mouth and swiped his sword, a beam of sword light directly struck the body of the Second Saint of the West.

The battle formation that Ye Changqing passed on to the Three Thousand Immortal Kings seemed to be more terrifying than the Great Formation of the Gods of the Twelve Capitals, and he was able to use his unique skills during his lifetime.

It must be known that Pangu's real body condensed from the Twelve Capitals' gods and gods can only use physical strength, which is barely equivalent to the strength of a saint.

Amidst the chaos, Patriarch Hongjun's face showed a trace of panic. He originally thought that the ants had such a trick.

Their appearance has changed the situation in the prehistoric world, and even the trajectory of the heavenly way has been reversed.

No!

They must not be allowed to continue to exist in the prehistoric world!
(End of this chapter)