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

Chapter 2 Defeating the ghost car, the fake Zhuxian sword formation?

After making the choice, Zhao Lang didn't feel any changes in his body as before, so he was a little puzzled.

"You chose the second one, you need to complete your choice before you can get the reward!"

The system seems to have received Zhao Lang's doubts and explained.

"I see."

Nodding his head, in fact, he still has a bottom line in his heart.

Now I have one chance to use the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is said to be able to reach the Four Saints, and I can completely beat it back.

Or he can simply yell and scold him outside.

If this person had the strength to be a quasi-sage, he would have broken in a long time ago, so why would he be so angry outside?
But now that a choice has been made, it must be achieved.

Otherwise, you will not be able to obtain the rewards of the system.

Seeing from the outside, this person does not look like a Taoist, and his body is covered with golden light when he performs Taoism, but the purple breath is all over his body, which is extremely weird...

Although it is a bit wasteful to deal with the Yaozu, the exchange is Hunyuan Daluo Taoism...

Zhao Lang walked out slowly, not in a panic, but a little excited.

The yelling at the door became more and more intense.

In the end, the demon saint and ghost car directly began to cast spells, attacking the entrance of the cave.

It was dark outside the cave, and thick smoke billowed in!
"stop."

Upon receiving the response, Ghost Che was stunned for a moment, and then his expression gradually became ferocious!

At the entrance of the cave, Zhao Lang's figure flashed out, his body was several times smaller than the ghost car, but his face did not change, and he was even looking at the latter calmly.

"a ha ha ha!"

The ghost car approached slowly, with some disdain in his eyes. At this time, he had reached the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, and his strength among the twelve demon saints should not be underestimated.

After opening the divine consciousness, I found that the person in front of me was just a little angel.

Can't help but laugh out loud!
"Thief! I will torture you for 1000 million years, you can't live or die!"

"This fairy cave has no owner. If you don't enter, will you let others enter?"

"Stop talking nonsense, today is your death day!"

Zhao Lang curled his lips in disdain, and said contemptuously, "It's really unreasonable."

"I'm a demon saint, can I reason with you, a little angel?"

"What about the demon saint?"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang casually laughed, seeing this, the latter couldn't help being furious again!
thief!He didn't take this demon saint seriously!
It really makes no sense!

Immediately, the demon sage and ghost chariot mobilized its mana and rushed towards Zhao Lang.

Good to come!
Zhuxian Sword Formation!

Zhao Lang quickly took a step back.

Looking at the approaching ghost car, he secretly thought of the formation formula in his heart, then flicked his sleeves, and sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword Formation!

In an instant, the terrifying power of killing swept across, tearing apart the void!

Zhuxian Sword Formation!

As the number one killing formation in the prehistoric world, even a saint would have lingering fears about its power!Once sacrificed, it will be unstoppable to kill Wushuang and saints!
What's more, the ghost car is only a Daluo Jinxian at this time, and he hasn't even reached the quasi-sage!
Seeing this sacrifice, his expression changed drastically, and his original violent expression instantly turned into panic!
"Little Heavenly Immortal! There is a Zhuxian Sword Formation?" He was also experienced in many battles, so he reacted instantly, but it was too late.

The sword array had already trapped him in it, and countless sword winds instantly caused his body to burst, and blood spewed from his mouth!

Although it is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, its power is weaker than what Zhao Lang imagined.

Probably due to his own low strength, there is still a huge gap between him and the saint-level Tongtian performing this formation.

But... that's enough!
Looking at the power of the sword array, Zhao Lang's expression seemed very excited...

"Bastard! Who are you? Cough!"

The ghost body was trapped in the sword array, and he still didn't forget to curse Zhao Lang, but the sword wind in the array was plundering wildly, distorting the space wherever he went, and he was seriously injured at this time, coughing up blood!

"Be merciful!"

Suddenly, another voice came to Zhao Lang's ears.

Frowning, he turned around, and another person appeared in the sky at some point.

This person was dressed in a golden crow robe, with a handsome face and looked relatively young.

"I am the tenth prince of the Eastern Emperor, please spare his life in my favour!"

The tenth prince of the Eastern Emperor?
Zhao Lang's whole body trembled, isn't this the later Daoist Lu Ya?

"Slaying Immortal Flying Knife..."

After pondering for a while, Zhao Lang looked unwillingly at the fainted Ghost Chariot in the sword formation, and then retracted the sword formation, and the huge bloody body fell down from the midair.

It's only a chance to use it this time, but it's a pity that the Zhuxian Sword Formation has not yet exerted its full strength.

"Thank you buddy!"

The Tenth Prince flicked his fingers slightly, and a gust of air slowly lifted the ghost car, then turned around and looked at Zhao Lang politely, and said with a smile.

"I've been on the sidelines for a long time. Today's incident is purely a misunderstanding. Preconceived ideas are for the sake of the world! Fellow Taoists are here to meditate with peace of mind, and we will never let him cause trouble again in the future."

This is a reasonable person.

Zhao Lang nodded, then returned to the entrance of the cave and disappeared instantly.

"The strength of the heavenly immortal sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword Formation. This person has a lot of background..." The tenth prince looked at the ghost car that was almost dying, and frowned slightly after a while.

"I don't know why, but I feel quite related to this person..."

Then, he took the ghost car straight into the sky.

Back in the fairy cave, Zhao Lang took a deep breath of spiritual energy, and his tense heart slowly relaxed.

Lu Ya Taoist, killing immortals and flying knives...

He thought in his mind that the two in his impression were both people and things that caused the original Zhao Gongming to suffer a lot during the stage of becoming a god.

No!

I want to concentrate on cultivation, improve my strength, and never repeat the same mistakes!

At this time, the information of the Dao of Chaos has appeared in his mind.

After firming his mind, Zhao Lang walked to a spirit tree and sat cross-legged.

The prehistoric prey of the weak and the strong, I want to change my fate against the sky!

Closed-door practice!If you don't reach the strongest, you can't die on the mountain!

Floods don't count years.

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

"boom!"

"Ding!"

Two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

One came from the outside world, and the other came from Zhao Lang's spiritual consciousness.

"It is detected that the strength of the host has improved, and the following options are available."

"One, leave the fairy cave, participate in the catastrophe of the Lich, join the Wu Clan, lead the Wu Clan to victory, and get the surrender of the Witch Clan!"

"Second, continue to retreat, don't ask about world affairs. You can get the Yuqing Lotus Kung Fu!"

Yuqing Lotus Art.

One of the most prominent exercises for exercising physical strength, it can be invulnerable to fire and water, and has beautiful muscles and a golden body!
Slowly opening his eyes, Zhao Lang chose the second option without any hesitation.

As the exercises entered into his mind, he used his spiritual sense to stick out of the cave, trying to find out what happened outside.

The consciousness goes out of the cave and reaches into the air.

Zhao Lang was shocked!

It was originally a barren mountain, but at this time, corpses are everywhere, and blood flows into rivers...

"Immortal! Immortal!"

Only then did he vaguely hear calls from outside Pangu's fairy cave, like wailing.

Zhao Lang recalled his consciousness and frowned.

"Who is this called?"

He got up and left the fairy cave, but he was taken aback when he came out.

"Great Immortal! You have come out of the mountain! I am waiting for the order of the ancestor Wu Zhurong to ask the Great Immortal to come out of the mountain to help!"

what's the situation?
In front of him, several huge Wu clan members were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him continuously.

Zhao Lang was full of doubts. When he was concentrating on cultivation, he temporarily cut off contact with the outside world. When he opened his eyes again, tens of thousands of years had passed.

Why is there a Wu clan looking for me all of a sudden?Also call me Daxian?
He doesn't know everything.

Before fighting the ghost chariot, the ten princes of the Eastern Emperor heard that Zhu Rong's Gonggong army had gathered at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, fearing that he might do something, so he went down the mountain to observe.

When he came back, he didn't notice that the Wu Clan was also following him, and followed him all the way here, witnessing the scene where Zhao Lang instantly killed the ghost car.

After returning to the tribe, I will inform the ancestors and witches.

These days the war has intensified, and the monster army has long been sitting on the sidelines, ready to take advantage of the fisherman's benefits.

Taking advantage of the two ancestral witches losing both, they rushed down Buzhou Mountain frantically, turning this civil war between ancestral witches into a war of liches.

Some surviving members of the Wu clan believed that Zhao Lang in the fairy cave was a powerful man who could protect them.

So he came to invite Zhao Lang several times to come out to help the Wu clan.

There was no response when it happened to be practicing before.

Zhao Lang made a breakthrough today, and just now he heard them begging for the birth of this "great immortal" here.

The loud noise just now must have been Gonggong hitting Buzhou Mountain!
Zhao Lang was deep in thought, looking at the witches in front of him, but he didn't speak.

Because my current strength is far from enough to gain a foothold in this prehistoric world, let alone protect others.

"You're looking for the wrong one. I'm not a great immortal, so I can't help you."

"Why don't you help my clan? My witch clan is the overlord of luck between heaven and earth, you come to help us, and you will repay us with your life in the future!"

But Zhao Lang ignored it and shook his head.

Seeing this, the witches gradually turned from despair to madness.

They have been sending people here all these years, but they did not expect to be rejected in the end.

However, my own clan is still in crisis, and this person in front of me is desperate, thinking of this moment, I am furious!

"Then let us be buried with you!"

Saying that, the witches rushed forward to arrest Zhao Lang!
The latter was just about to turn around and enter the fairy cave.

But he heard the roar from behind was instantly covered by several loud noises.

The powerful shock wave instantly made him a little unsteady.

Turning around abruptly, the witches who were lying on the ground just now had been wiped out.

"Brother Dao, don't worry!"

The voice of the tenth prince appeared, and then he also fell in the air.

"These ancestral witches and ghosts are obsessed with their minds. I eliminated all those who came before, but they still remain stubborn..."

Seeing Zhao Lang who was a little stunned, the tenth prince smiled and continued.

"Before, I was surprised that brother Dao was only at the stage of a fairy, but he was able to sacrifice the sword formation of the master of Tongtian. Today I am surprised, but it is only tens of thousands of years, brother Dao has broken through to the real fairyland. What a talent!"

Zhao Lang didn't pay attention to him, just patted the dust that just hit his body.

Seeing this, the tenth prince was a little embarrassed.

After a while, Zhao Lang replied indifferently: "It's easy for you to kill these witches, but in the future, please don't do it here, the tenth prince, I'm afraid there will be a misunderstanding."

After cupping his hands, he wanted to go back to the fairy cave, but was stopped by the latter.

"Wait a minute."

"In recent years, the story of Brother Dao's use of the Zhuxian Sword Formation has spread throughout the prehistoric world, and the Jiejiao have claimed that Zhao Gongming stole the formation technique of Master Tongtian... I think the Zhao Gongming they are talking about is you Bar!"

Found out?

Zhao Lang's heart trembled, Master Tongtian did use Zhuxian Sword Formation as a temptation before, and told Zhao Gongming a little bit about it.

But after traveling over by myself, those memories have gradually been forgotten.

Now that Jiejiao knows that someone sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he believes that it was him!
At this time, Tongtian definitely loves and hates him. On the one hand, he hates that he has learned Zhuxian sword formation privately but still does not submit to him.

On the other hand, because Zhao Lang has the aptitude to use this formation, the idea of ​​accepting him as a disciple is even more serious.

Zhao Lang was suddenly worried that the tenth prince would inform Master Tongtian of his whereabouts.

But after thinking about it, the catastrophe of the Lich is a catastrophe of heaven, and the saints can't intervene. If the leader of Tongtian met the monster clan at this time, he must have karma.

It is expected that Tongtian will never meet the tenth prince because of his fear of karma.

After all, he has taught all kinds of disciples to join the Jiejiao, and he has already accumulated a lot of karma.

"You don't need to come to me anymore, I just want to practice in seclusion, stay away from right and wrong, and won't go out of the mountain."

Zhao Lang resolutely replied that he felt that the Tenth Prince came to him just like these witch clans, and thought that he could use him to get help from Jiejiao and deter the enemy.

As soon as the words fell, before the latter could react, Zhao Lang turned around and entered the fairy cave, disappearing in place.

The tenth prince of the Eastern Emperor was left stunned outside, and after a while, he shook his head and threw away his sleeves and left in a resentful way.

In fact, he didn't place too much hope, he just wanted to ask tentatively.

Of course, I knew in my heart that even if Zhao Lang refused to agree, he would not be able to see Master Tongtian speak out about this matter, and he had no such intention at all.

Back in the cave, Zhao Lang devoted himself to cultivation again, he didn't want to know what happened outside.

I only know that with my current strength, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive even a day in the wild.

Unless you enter the teaching.

But he would rather retreat than to be a victim of a saint!

"Zhao Gongming, get out!"

(End of this chapter)