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

Chapter 271 Grandmist Dharma Orb!

what?
Master has suffered a big loss here?
Yang Jian doubted his ears at this moment.

You heard me wrong.

The master is so strong, no one in the prehistoric world can make the master suffer, and he has suffered in the chaotic world?
Still a big loss?

He couldn't believe it.

But it is true.

At that time, Zhao Lang visited the Ancestral Dragon Palace alone.

I met the Zulong who had been brutally slaughtered, and then met those black-robed men in the Dao Palace, and almost died!

With Zhao Lang's cultivation base at that time, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the Demon God.

If it weren't for the protection of a system reward on him back then, I'm afraid he might have died in the hands of that demon god!
Yang Jian looked at Zhao Lang in disbelief.

After listening to him finish what happened that year, he couldn't help trembling all over.

Devil...

Zulong...

These are characters that I have never even heard of.

Although he was cultivating in the chaotic world, Yang Jian actually relied on his master's protection.

If there is no master ancestor, he is afraid that he will be in danger if he stays here for a day.

Those who can make the master suffer, must be extremely vicious!
However, Zhao Lang was staring at the bottom of the chaotic sea through the sea water.

With the addition of spiritual power, he can easily see the bottom through the sea water.

It was the huge palace that was so dark back then.

He suddenly had a feeling of wanting to go back to his old place.

"Wait here for me, I'll come when I go."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lang exerted his spiritual power on Yang Jian.

A light mist of water wrapped Yang Jian, who was not used to the pressure of deep sea water, and the latter felt very relaxed.

However, Zhao Lang has already reached the bottom of the deep sea with this brilliance.

The palace reappeared in front of his eyes, making Zhao Lang feel a little lost.

The palace is still the same as in memory.

Only this time, Zhao Lang no longer cautiously entered it.

A burst of spiritual power was cast instantly, Zhao Lang flicked two fingers slightly, and the dusty palace gate was opened for a long time, and a strong pungent smell gushed out of it, which was very unpleasant.

It looks like something is rotten!
Enveloped by the spiritual power all over his body, Zhao Lang slowly entered it.

The chaotic spiritual power was released at the moment of entering the hall, making the originally dark surroundings instantly bright as day.

With a frown, he was shocked to find out.

This ancestral dragon's palace is unexpectedly huge?

One of them is filled with a huge skeleton wreckage!

Looking at these eerie bones, Zhao Lang knew.

This is the Zulong back then.

It's a pity that there was no better scenery for a while, and he died in the hands of the Chaos Demon God.

One thing, Zhao Lang is also very curious, if the demon god wants to kill him, why did he create them?
Thinking of this, Zhao Lang couldn't understand what these demon gods were thinking.

Sighing helplessly, Zhao Lang continued to scan his surroundings.

The tall beams and pillars were covered with cracks one after another. Looking at it this way, Zulong almost tried his best to resist at that time.

It's just that the Chaos Demon God is too powerful, and the ancestor dragons in the Chaos Realm can only be slaughtered by him.

In contrast, the fate of Hong Huang's ancestor dragon was many times better.

Looking around, Zhao Lang saw something inadvertently.

Appears to be spherical with a thick layer of dust on it.

was crushed under some gravel.

After scrutinizing it, Zhao Lang felt that this thing looked familiar.

With two fingers overlapping, Zhao Lang flicked the thing slightly.

After a while, the dust on it faded away.

What came into view was a spirit bead shining with purple awns!
Remembering the past, Zhao Lang was shocked to find out.

This spirit orb was impressively used by the demon god back then to deal with him.

Why is it left here?
Could it be that guy didn't leave?
With a shock in his heart, Zhao Lang hastily mobilized Shengwei's spiritual power.

In an instant, a ten thousand zhang light shot out from the treasure hall!

Like a huge comet, Zhao Lang was bathed in this majestic spiritual power.

Although nervous, Zhao Lang is not as frightened as he was back then.

With his cultivation base, even in the state of primordial spirit, he has the confidence to fight against that demon god back then.

Frowning tightly, Zhao Lang's holy power swept across tens of millions of miles around the sea.

But there is no breath of the demon god.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Lang put away his spiritual power.

However, this move shocked Yang Jian who was in the sea above.

"What kind of cultivation is this master? It's actually several times stronger than before... when he attacked the Mu clan patriarch?"

Looking at the fading light, Yang Jian froze in place.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Hall.

Zhao Lang used his spiritual power to hold the orb that shone with purple light in the palm of his hand.

But just touched it for a moment.

The system prompt appeared in front of his eyes:
"Ding! It is detected that the host has found the Hongmeng Fazhu, and you can choose."

"[-]. Immediately destroy the Primordial Dharma Orb and prevent outsiders from discovering it. You can obtain a Dao Law."

"Second, use spiritual power to catalyze the Primordial Dharma Bead and let it recognize its master, you can obtain the Primordial Dao Heart Sacred Law."

incredible!
After knowing what is in the hand.

Zhao Lang felt that it was the most correct choice to visit the Ancestral Dragon Hall today!

It turned out to be the Grandmist Dharma Orb!
Originally, I just wanted to take a turn here.

Didn't expect to get the Grandmist Dharma Orb?

Looking at the purple Lingzhu in his hand, Zhao Lang deeply felt the thick and majestic spiritual power in it!

Having made his choice, he pockets it.

At this time, Yang Jian was still shocked by the spiritual power that Zhao Lang displayed just now.

Suddenly found that the master had appeared beside him, and he was a little at a loss.

The two immediately set out on the road without speaking.

When they came to Shattering Huangyuan, they saw the old man from the Fire Clan again.

This time the latter's attitude when he saw Zhao Lang was obviously much stronger than the first time.

Part of the reason is that Zhao Lang and Yuan Feng are good friends.

On the other hand, he also felt the powerful aura of chaos law on his body.

Now few people can see through Zhao Lang's cultivation.

For this kind of people who can't see through their cultivation.

Only a fool would mess with it.

You can't see through his cultivation, there are only two possibilities.

One is that he has no cultivation base and is just an ordinary mortal.

Either this person's cultivation base is far above yours, and he used his breath to cover up his own spiritual power.

Zhao Lang is definitely not a mortal, so the old man of the fire clan immediately reacted when he saw the former.

This person's cultivation is beyond words!

The strength that even the Daoist saints can't see through is simply terrifying!
Thinking of this, he naturally received him well.

However, Zhao Lang is also planning to let Yang Jian integrate the power of the first law at the bottom of the Pohuangyuan, just like he did back then.

Because the lava at the bottom of Shattering Phoenix Abyss is of great help to those who truly cultivate the physical body.

Zhao Lang asked Yuan Feng about this before.

Although the latter said he didn't know, Zhao Lang was sure that was the case.

Looking down at Pohuangyuan, there is not much change here.

Looking at Yang Jian, Zhao Lang smiled faintly.

"Go, this is the last retreat before you prove the Dao."

With that said, Zhao Lang handed a silver gourd in his hand to Yang Jian.

All of them are spirit pills.

This kind of Huiling Pill, which did not exist in the prehistoric world, is more suitable for Daoist sages to prove the way than Chaos Pill.

In order to train the disciples around him to become great saints.

In my spare time, I refined a lot of this kind of elixir.

Yang Jian took the Huiling Pill, and couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

Soon, I can become a saint of the Dao like my master!
Is this the excitement that can be expressed in a few words?

Thinking of this, he went down to break through the Huangyuan.

Even standing on the edge of the cliff, he could still feel the scorching breath inside.

Absolutely penance!
However, his eyes were firm.

Watching Yang Jian wrap his body with spiritual power, he jumped down towards Pohuangyuan.

Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction.

This kid really has some of the status he was back then!
good!You are indeed my disciple!

After briefly explaining a few words to the old man of the Fire clan to take good care of him, Zhao Lang still left a spiritual idea here so that he can find it later.

Because the Chaos Realm is incomparably huge.

In the mirror of the Dao of Chaos, the consciousness is probed into, and it is always changing positions.

Zhao Lang, who didn't know much about the Chaos Realm, could find Yang Jian only in this way.

After arranging everything, Zhao Lang finally withdrew his soul.

In the gazebo, he smiled lightly.

Just as he was about to go to the Chaos Palace to refine the elixir, a person suddenly appeared outside the mountain gate.

When the spiritual sense detected the mountain, Zhao Lang was a little puzzled.

"Why is he here?"

(End of this chapter)