My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 173

In Buzhou Mountain is Zhao Lang's Chaos Palace.

Here is the center of the mountain, under the Chaos Palace, there is a floating island, and there is an unfathomable abyss below.

On weekdays, apart from Zhao Lang refining some more interesting magic weapons, or his strength has been improved by incorporating the Dao Law, there is hardly any major movement in the Zhoushan Sect.

Just when Zhao Lang called out the power of the law, he only felt the icy breath in it, which quickly spread to the entire side hall.

Of course he didn't know that this spiritual power had also spread to every corner of the Dao Secret Territory.

The secret realm of the avenue is beyond the prehistoric, not in chaos.

Resist all external things, mana.

But the mana that emanates from it cannot be transmitted...

Unless Zhao Lang allows it, or the direct disciples under the restriction of mana can come in and out at will.

Even Zhao Lang's disciples and grandchildren in the Zhoushan sect could not go down the mountain easily.

Said to avoid danger.

However, Zhao Lang's occasional bursts of spiritual power, or the holy power emanating from the Chaos Palace, often made these disciples feel a little uncomfortable.

Especially today.

All the disciples were practicing in the dojo, when a burst of extremely cold air suddenly enveloped them.

Shocked, they used their spiritual energy to protect their bodies one after another.

Fortunately, there is some distance from the Chaos Palace, otherwise, I am afraid that the spiritual power of the law of ice will freeze their bodies to death.

what is this?
How can you feel cold when you use spiritual power to protect your body?
They all wondered.

Everyone looked at the Chaos Palace in unison, and it was clear in their hearts that this is the ancestor who is improving his strength again...

When there is no external threat, the patriarch is their greatest "danger".

Because Zhao Lang broke through too often!
How long has it been since he became stronger again?
Zhao Lang was refreshing his disciples' concept of saints over and over again.

Under the display of Shengwei, fortunately there are no weak disciples in the sect, otherwise they will definitely be overwhelmed by this pressure!
This situation lasted for about half an hour before slowly fading away.

Inside the Chaos Palace.

Zhao Lang stood up.

He was very happy to see that there was another rule of the Great Dao on the jade slip of the Great Dao.

But in comparison, the space above these few rules of mine has not reached four or five percent...

Does the system want me to integrate all the three thousand laws and become the strongest in the prehistoric and even the chaos?
Zhao Lang smiled wryly, becoming stronger is a good thing for him.

But if this goes on like this, it will be even more difficult and longer to collect the Three Thousand Ways than to collect the Ten Thousand Treasures Immortal Formation...

Zhao Lang suddenly felt a little regretful, why did Taoist Yang Mei discover him in the first place?
If he doesn't know his own existence, he can honestly prove the Dao, and then be a free Dao sage in the wild, wouldn't it be fine?

With a wry smile, he suddenly thought again.

What would have happened if Yang Mei had agreed to replace Hongjun?

I didn't think about it further.

Zhao Lang doesn't want to be a pawn in anyone's hands, even if there is a risk, he still believes in the system.

"With the system in hand, sooner or later I will become the strongest one, break through and get out of the game world!"

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang began to consolidate the spiritual power of the Ice Hair Rule. He mobilized all the existing power of the law that matched the power of the twelve ancestor witches on Dinghai Pearl.

Transferred to Daoding Sea Pearl, the light on it became more intense.

Twelve degrees of gods and gods.

If it wasn't for this formation, Zhao Lang wouldn't even be able to survive from Zhou Feng's hands.

It was thanks to himself that he was able to hold back his temper, that he accumulated the power of the twelve ancestor witches and condensed into Pan Gu's real body.

Thinking of this, his confidence doubled!

Now that I can gather the power of the twelve ancestor witches.

I can gather all the Myriad Treasure Immortal Formation.

Why can't the three thousand avenue rules come together?

After firming his faith, Zhao Lang sat cross-legged and began to consolidate the spiritual power of the Ice Avenue in the side hall.

the other side.

Penglai Island in the East China Sea.

Golden Hoop Immortal hurried in from outside the hall.

"Master! Master!"

He came to the hall and said after hastily saluting.

"Master, I heard that Zhao Gongming came to Donghai recently!"

what?
Master Tongtian stood up, frowning.

Wu Yunxian beside him asked.

"Zhao Gongming came out of the mountain? How could I not know when he came to Donghai?"

This sentence can be regarded as asking for Master Tongtian.

Golden Hoop Fairy shook his head, "I don't know the specific disciples, but this news came from the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea."

East China Sea Dragon Clan...

Did Zhao Gongming reach out to me?
Now it's the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, wouldn't the next one be the Jiejiao of this seat?
Master Tongtian thought in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

snort!
He was ruthless in vain, and a pair of big hands poked out from his sleeves.

Carrying the saint's mana like a tide, he gently grasped it in front of him.

At the same time, above the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the East China Sea, a giant hand that covered the sky tore through the void, mixed with infinite spiritual power, and grabbed it impressively!

It seems to be crushing the Dragon Palace!
Countless sea creatures are terrified by it.

"What is this? That saint wants to destroy me in the East China Sea?"

"What a terrifying coercion of a saint!"...

With Tongtian's move, it seems that he wants to smash the East China Sea Dragon Palace to pieces!
Hundreds of millions of prehistoric beings were inspired by the power of the saint in the East China Sea, and they took a deep breath.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, was even more frightened.

"Why is the saint doing this!"

"You dare to betray Zhao Gongming, I will destroy your chaos in the East China Sea today!"

The voice of the Lord Tongtian echoed over the East China Sea.

This voice was naturally discovered by Zhao Lang.

Once you enter the realm of a sage, you will transcend everything and surpass everything from then on.

When the sage's mind moves slightly, he can spy on all Taoism and nature. Anything in the prehistoric world can be perceived by him, and there is nowhere to hide.

What's more, at this time, the system's prompt was placed in front of Zhao Lang's eyes:
"Ding! It is detected that the leader of Tongtian has vented his anger on the dragons of the East China Sea, and the host can choose."

"One, whether you don't ask, it has nothing to do with you, if you hang it high, it can destroy the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea."

"Second, the main body does not go out of customs, but find a way to protect the dragons of the East China Sea, you can get it"

Huh?
Is the Master of Tongtian using the East China Sea Dragon Palace to vent his grievances?

Zhao Lang, who was in the Chaos Palace, opened his eyes, and there was a trace of contempt for the leader of Tongtian in his eyes.

"The majestic saint actually attacked the Dragon Clan, which is in the past, among the prehistoric races."

This is too bottomless!
The latter felt that Ao Guang had betrayed him because of his powerlessness towards Zhao Lang, and the anger in his heart couldn't be dispelled for a while. If he went on like this, wouldn't Donghai suffer?

If it was only because Ao Bing and Shancai Longnv worshiped him as their teacher that caused the catastrophe in the East China Sea, then the cause and effect of this catastrophe must also be accumulated on Zhao Lang.

With a thought in his mind, Zhao Lang immediately came outside the Primal Chaos Palace, it was too late for the avatar to rush away, no matter where the Yuanshen was allocated, the East China Sea was probably destroyed, there was only one way.

Use magic weapon.

He flung out 24 Dinghai beads from his sleeve.

Swish!
Under the infusion of spiritual power, the ray of light in the Dinghai Shenzhu instantly flourished, throwing out a ten thousand zhang ray, shining in the world, shaking the starry sky!
"I can't let you kill innocent people like this!"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly, and then flicked his two fingers slightly, the spiritual light in the Dinghai Shenzhu suddenly burst out, and golden lotuses sprang up around Buzhou Mountain, the sky was full of flowers, and the aura of the chaotic avenue surged like crazy.

Zhoushan sage Zhao Gongming has extraordinary mana!
Immediately made hundreds of millions of living beings stand in awe!

But they are not saints, and they don't know what is happening in Donghai now.

I don't know why Zhao Lang did this.

But if the saint makes a move, it must be a big deal!

With a thought in his mind, Zhao Lang allocated his spiritual power to Dinghaizhu.

next moment.

The magic weapon disappears in an instant, and even quasi-sages cannot capture it.

How terrifying is its speed?
At this time, above the East China Sea, the giant hand covering the sky was reaching into the bottom of the sea, stirring constantly.

As a result, countless living beings in the East China Sea, some of whom have relatively low morals, died immediately.

"Tongtian, aren't you afraid of accumulating karma?"

Suddenly, Zhao Lang's voice resounded over the East China Sea. In Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian immediately discovered a magic weapon.

When the divine sense was protruded, the magic weapon was still somewhat familiar...

"Huh! Zhao Gongming, you don't even dare to go out of the mountain, you can only do this kind of sneaky behavior!"

Master Tongtian replied angrily
"Being like this, Tongtian, you are in vain for a saint!"

Zhao Lang really despises the behavior of the former.

If you have anything to do, come to him directly, why are you angry at the weak Donghai?

As soon as the thought moved, several golden lights flashed out.

Immediately Ding Haizhu emitted many visions above the East China Sea.

Because there is also the power of the Dao, and under the joint promotion of the power of several laws, it directly shook the giant mana hand that reached the sky into a mess!

The sage shot, mighty and mighty, absolutely terrifying!

When hundreds of millions of living beings are terrified and terrified by Zhao Gongming's magic weapon and the supernatural power of the Tongtian leader.

Dinghaizhu immediately formed a large formation covering the sky and the earth.

The Twelve Capitals are gods and gods!

It's just that this formation is attacking from the bottom of the sea to the surface of the sea, in order to resist the magic power of the leader of Tongtian.

After the formation of the formation, a mysterious and profound Taoism that swept across the prehistoric world suddenly surged!
Immediately afterwards, the thunder spread, the electric light splashed, the wind was like a sword, and it was icy cold!
The power of several laws hovered in the formation, with infinite power.

The next moment, Master Tongtian's giant hand that penetrated into the East China Sea from the void was directly torn apart by the gust of wind and turned into flying dust!
As the mana of the former was dispersed, the voice of the Lord Tongtian's fury came from the sky.

"Damn Zhao Gongming!"

"That's my magic weapon!"

(End of this chapter)