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

Chapter 78 Sanxiao is missing?Remnants of the Dao of Thunder.

Zhao Lang's heartbeat suddenly increased.

Could it be Taoist Yang Mei?
It shouldn't be, I promised him at the time that he would never go back to Honghuang to interfere with Hongjun. Although he was sanctified, it didn't mean he wanted to go back.

Taoist Yang Mei would definitely not do such a thing directly.

Who would that be?

Behind him, Yuan Feng also slowly flew out of Pohuangyuan and walked behind him.

"Zhou Clan."

There were only two words in her mouth, but Zhao Lang burst out with holy power in an instant, and disappeared on the Pohuangyuan in the next moment.

Yuanfeng was expressionless, but she bit her lip, as if hesitating, but then she took out the phoenix stick and jumped back into the abyss...

"Don't worry!"

"Don't!"

Zhao Lang thought in his heart, the sage had thought for thousands of miles, and he returned to the plain of the Zhou tribe in a short time. However, the scene in front of him made him collapse instantly...

Countless clan members' corpses littered the field, and even more than a dozen saint elders, including Patriarch Zhou, were all dead and dissipated, and they were slowly dissipating into smoke at this moment.

Zhao Lang hurriedly came to Elder Zhou's side, and he hurriedly asked.

"What's going on, have you seen my righteous sister, Patriarch Zhou, Sanxiao!"

The more he talked, the more emotional he became, but Clan Chief Zhou's eyes were lifeless at this time, unable to answer, just disappeared and turned into ashes, returning to the Dao...

After a while, there were only some broken tents, destroyed magic weapons, and the corpses of some ordinary people.

What exactly is going on?

Zhao Lang was extremely puzzled, but the disappearance of San Xiao really made him feel so panicked.

Moreover, more than ten saints...more than ten Dao saints!

They all fell, what happened in the half day we left?
Searching carefully, Zhao Lang did not find Zhou Zhan's body from here, probably he was being chased by others and ran away, or he was hiding.

Zhao Lang was stunned.

I didn't expect such a thing to happen on the first day of becoming a great saint...

This will see the system options in his mind again, and he no longer struggles with it.

Immediately chose the second one.

"I want to stay here!"

"I must find Sanxiao, I want to find out who it is who slaughtered the Zhou clan so cruelly!"

A sword appeared in his hand, the sword of Dao piercing the wind, but he didn't want to look at it.

The joints turned white, Zhao Lang didn't know where to start to investigate...

The Zhou clan had indeed been killed. No matter who slaughtered these people, their strength must be very strong, and it would be difficult for Zhao Lang to fight against them with his own strength.

But San Xiao did not have an accident.

The three of them were outside the Pohuangyuan, and Zhao Lang hadn't really proved the Tao at that time, so the three of them were quite worried and wanted to enter it.

But at this moment, they noticed that the spiritual power seemed to surge violently in the distance, and the countless holy power even spread to Pohuangyuan.

Zhao Lang, who was preaching at the bottom of the abyss, didn't notice it, but the three women found out.

They looked in the direction, it seemed that it was where they came from, Zhou Clan!
So the three women hurried away.

In the end, they hadn't had time to see clearly who was slaughtering the Zhou clan, who was fighting with the head of the Zhou clan and others, and the primordial spirit squeezed by several holy powers was a little bit scattered. Just now, in order to resist the lava eruption from Pohuangyuan, they consumed too much spiritual power of the primordial spirit, so the three girls had to withdraw their spiritual consciousness and return to the Chaos Palace.

Bi Xiao shuddered, then opened her beautiful eyes, and looked at Yun Xiao and Qiong Xiao who had already recovered from their senses in front of him.

"How's brother Yi?"

The two girls shook their heads, they knew that if Zhao Lang successfully proved the Tao, they would be anxious if they didn't see the three of them.

But those holy prestige had too much influence on their primordial spirits, especially Bi Xiao, who was not as strong as the eldest sister and second sister, and it took a long time after she withdrew her consciousness before she woke up.

The Mirror of Chaos Dao is in Zhao Lang's place. Once the three girls come back, they will not be able to enter it again unless Zhao Lang also comes back.

In desperation, the three stayed in the hall, sat cross-legged, and began to practice.

Buzhou Mountain has almost been covered by heavy snow and turned into a plateau, but almost all of it is covered with ravines and mountains. One can imagine how thick the snow is.

They didn't go out, just guarded here, hoping that Zhao Lang would come back.

Chaos, thousands of years, a stick of incense.

Just at the time of the three female Xushen, Zhao Lang has been searching for a hundred years in the chaotic world.

but……

How could he find it? The third daughter is waiting for him in the wilderness now, but he never thought of it.

Every time a tribe is discovered, Zhao Lang will observe secretly, and finally hopes are shattered time and time again.

If it continues like this, I'm afraid Zhao Lang will fall into the magic way.

After going around in a circle, he returned to the Pohuangyuan, and he transformed into a black scarf to cover his right eye, and he looked quite smart in a black shirt.

He stood in front of the cliff, looking at the Chaos Realm, filled with remorse.

He shouldn't have brought Sanxiao here in the first place, otherwise how could he have come to this point...

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang wanted to smack himself.

As soon as he raised his hand, a familiar voice came from behind: "I still need a magic weapon."

Zhao Lang was taken aback for a moment, and finally turned around, looking at Yuanfeng standing behind him with outstretched hands.

"No more, no more!"

He said angrily.

"That kills you."

Yuanfeng also said without expressing any emotion.

After all, this guy is still an orc...

In desperation, Zhao Lang casually summoned a few magic weapons from his sleeves that he had refined through the treasure cauldron, all of which were of the spirit treasure level.

But he can guarantee that these things are unique, because they are all refined by him.

Yuanfeng began to study one by one, holding each piece in his hand and looking back and forth...

"By the way, let me ask you, have you seen those guys in the Dao Palace?"

Suddenly, Zhao Lang asked intentionally or unintentionally.

Yuanfeng paused, but did not speak, and continued to look at the Lingbao in his hand.

Zhao Lang stared at her and shook his head helplessly.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he heard a loud roar coming from not far away, so he couldn't help but follow the sound.

Is it Zulong again, and Qilin again?

Why do these two guys fight every day, and after so many years of killing, no one is really injured. What are they doing?
"Ding! It is detected that the host met the ancestral dragon Qilin in the chaotic world, and you can choose."

"One, run away immediately, don't get involved in the battle, and you can get a Houtian Lingbao."

"Second, take action immediately, beat it back, and you can get the fragment of the Dao of Thunder."

The Dao of Thunder?

Recalling the system's introduction to the Dao Yu Jian, Zhao Lang immediately became interested.

He can store [-] Dao laws on the jade slips. If he can collect all of them, or one-tenth of them, it will be enough to become a powerful man who dominates the prehistoric world and ranks in the forefront of chaos power!
As far as he is now, if he doesn't find Sanxiao and figure out who slaughtered the Zhou clan, he will never let it go. However, there are many strong people in the chaos world. He has the confidence to stay here.

The corner of Zhao Lang's mouth cracked, he just needed a "tool" to vent his anger to pour out the accumulated anger in his heart...

Immediately, he summoned Shengwei, his eyes were stern, and he turned into rainbow light and walked towards those two.

After Yuanfeng heard them, he got up instantly, and jumped down from the cliff of Pohuangyuan regardless of the spirit treasure on the ground, and then he swung his legs around the sky and made a bend in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a phoenix whose feathers could cover the sky!

One phoenix and one person are heading towards one dragon and one unicorn.

Seeing this, the latter two felt as if they were fighting against each other, and roared angrily towards Zhao Lang and Yuan Feng.

"Try this sword with you!"

Afterwards, Zhao Lang called out the Sword of the Great Dao to break the wind, and the blade cut across the air, drawing a trace of nothingness in the red and dark sky in the chaotic world.

War is imminent!
Zhao Lang frantically cast his mana, and between the rising and falling of the Pofeng Sword in his hand, dragon scales fell one after another...

Yuanfeng's raging flames continued to unleash, mixed with Zhao Lang's sword wind howling in the sky, forming an extremely powerful killing spirit!
(End of this chapter)