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

Chapter 80 Thunder Clan Tribe, Zhunti's Concerns
Why does the system have an option for me to kill every time I see someone?
Besides, depending on the situation, it depends on whether it is good or not. Some people are damned and it is not Zhao Lang's turn to do it. On the contrary, when encountering such a strong person, the system will jump out and let him provoke others...

Although the two options are the same, Zhao Lang prefers the latter.

Why use your hands to solve things that can be solved with your mouth?
After making a choice, Zhao Lang and Zhou Zhan stood aside and let the team pass.

However, a young man in front of the queue glanced at Zhou Zhan, and then snorted coldly: "The dog of the lost family."

"What did you say!"

Zhou Zhan finally couldn't bear his temper, and wanted to rush forward when his temper came up, but was stopped by Zhao Lang.

"Why, you still have to do it?"

The corner of the young man's mouth cracked, and then he sneered, and the power of the whole body exploded.

Zhou Zhan's eyes were staring, bloodshot, but Zhao Lang and elder Zhou Li stopped him.

Looking at Zhao Lang, the latter shook his head.

"Humph!"

Zhou Zhan retreated angrily, but his eyes were still full of anger.

"I'm sorry you don't have the guts!" the man laughed.

"Lei Li..."

An older-looking member of the team reminded him that it was only then that Lei Li put Shengwei away.

It seems that it is not a good thing for a young man to have such a strong strength!

Zhao Lang thought in his heart that if he crossed the prehistoric world and became a saint directly, he might be too.

But just because he started cultivation from the lowest level, no one can help him except systematic help and assiduous retreat.

It also created his current calm personality.

The elder of the Lei Clan glanced at Zhao Lang when his eyes fell on Yuanfeng, but he was startled, and then left.

"It's a bit too ostentatious to have a leader of the Phoenix clan by your side."

Zhao Lang naturally saw the man's astonishment, smiled wryly, and thought in his heart.

Seeing the team walking forward, Zhou Li said: "Those people are the strongest in the Thunder Clan. They go out to practice every day, and go to the chaotic forest to hunt fierce beasts to show their strength. The one who spoke last, It's their patriarch."

Zhou Zhan looked angrily, "What kind of bullshit Thunder Clan, when my father was around, that kid should be so presumptuous?"

Immediately, he thought of the massacre suffered by the Zhou Clan, and became silent...

It seems that it is not an easy task to obtain the remaining fragments of the Dao of Thunder from the Thunder Clan.

"Brother Zhao, have you fully integrated the Dao of Wind?"

Zhou Li looked at Zhao Lang and asked.

The latter nodded: "Yes, after the fusion, I wanted to go back to the Zhou Clan to find you, but when I got there, it was already... Elder Zhou, what happened?"

Zhou Li shook his head, "We don't know either, everything happened too suddenly, too premeditated, I tried my best to protect Zhou Zhan and escape, and the rest of them... Sigh!"

Zhao Lang understood that this kind of massacre could not be done on the spur of the moment, or just because of mutual grievances.

Someone must be plotting behind it, no matter who it is, this person's strength must not be underestimated, even Zhao Lang already has an answer in his heart.

Grand Dao Palace, Chaos Demon God.

Although he wasn't sure, he guessed that those who could kill saints in the Chaos Realm, I'm afraid only those guys from the Dao Palace could do it. As for Taoist Yang Mei...

Zhao Lang didn't want to think about this person too much, the shadow cast by the former was too great, twice in a row.

Once when he had just entered Chaos, he summoned the Chaos Demon God and almost killed him, and the second time he wanted him to replace Hongjun?
Although Zhao Lang didn't agree, he could guess that Taoist Yang Mei was not simple!
Next, some members of the Lei Clan came and arranged for Zhao Lang and the others to live. Zhou Zhan shared a room with Zhou Li, and... Zhao Lang shared a room with Yuan Feng.

Zhao Lang was very helpless, but seeing that Yuanfeng didn't resist, he didn't care too much.

After all, they are all practitioners, and they use meditation instead of rest on weekdays, so there is no need to worry about strange things happening...

It is worth mentioning that Lei Clan's conditions seem to be stronger than Zhou Clan's, and they live in a wooden house.

Sitting cross-legged, Zhao Lang took out two or three magic weapons he had refined from his sleeves and threw them to Yuanfeng, then moved the black scarf on his forehead to his left eye.

Opening his right eye, he observed Honghuang.

The avatar Zhang Tian opened his eyes, and could vaguely feel a surge of spiritual power in his eyes, which was Zhao Lang's holy power.

However, in order to avoid attracting attention, he still hid it, otherwise Hongjun would not have missed the clone.

After all, this is the prehistoric world, and there is only one law and one way of heaven in the prehistoric world. As a person who is about to join the Tao, Hongjun naturally needs to pay attention to where this holy power comes from.

"The guy must be worried right now."

Zhao Lang thought with a smile.

Manipulating the avatar to walk out of the door, Zhao Lang was delighted to find that the avatar's strength had increased again, and it had already arrived at Da Luo Jinxian.

It must be because of the sanctification of the ontology.

Although Da Luo Jinxian's strength is only the middle and low-level strength in the chaotic world, in the prehistoric world, he can be regarded as a strong man from afar.

Kong Xuan and Xuan Heihu also hid on Taiyue and practiced in seclusion all day long.

Yang Jian and Zhang Ling led their disciples to practice.

It can be said that the Wudang sect founded by the avatar Zhang Tian is already very brilliant. Among the thousands of disciples, there are very few who have not yet reached the realm of celestial beings.

Human races from the mainland of the Great Desolate China came to vote one after another. Although the recruitment of apprentices needs to be screened, batches of talents have been left behind.

But this naturally caused some people's jealousy...

Above Lingshan.

Zhunti was very puzzled. It had been a long time since there had been any news from Zhoushan sage Zhao Gongming, and the Master Tongtian did not frantically look for him anymore, and Yuanshi Tianzun was also retreating.

All this is different from what he imagined. He thought that Yuanshi Tianzun would continue to trouble the Western religion by apostasy by burning the lamp. When the time comes, the Taoist ancestor will see that he is too hostile, and he will definitely not give him the object of the Lord's robbery.

I also feel that after discovering the true identity of that person, Master Tongtian will continue to look for him and try to get him out of the mountain, and he has indeed done so before.

But since Lu Ya became a saint, the two seem to have changed a lot.

Especially the Lord of Heaven.

At this time, the speed of recruiting disciples is far more than ten times faster than that of Western religion...

Zhunti frowned, and asked for guidance: "Brother, Tongtian has recently recruited a lot of people to join the Jiejiao, shouldn't we also recruit more disciples to avoid catastrophe?"

Jieyin didn't speak, just nodded, as if saying: "It's up to you."

Zhun mentioned that there are many scattered sects in the prehistoric world. Although their strength is low, they have many followers. If they can convert some of them to Buddhism, wouldn't the strength of his two western saints increase by leaps and bounds?
Thinking of this, the Bodhi Patriarch of Zhunti Sect went down the mountain again.

"Ding! It is detected that the quasi-said Taoist wants to calculate the clone of the host, and you can choose."

"One, return to the wilderness immediately, come out of the mountain forcefully, kill Zhunti Taoist, and get the wonderful tree of seven treasures."

"Second, continue to explore the Chaos Realm, and wait and see what happens. Soldiers come to cover the water and soil, and you can get ten Chaos Pills."

Want to plot against me again?
Zhao Lang snorted coldly.

I'll see what you do.

Afterwards, Mr. Zhao manipulated his avatar Zhang Tian, ​​called Xuan Heihu, and arranged for him to go to Mount Buzhou.

See if San Xiao has returned to the Chaos Palace, so that he can rest assured to continue searching for the other Dao laws in the Chaos Realm.

The latter took the order and went immediately.

Then Zhang Tian returned to the house as usual and started to practice.

Zhao Lang covered his right eye and glanced at Yuanfeng beside him. She was practicing, but the spiritual power on her body was indescribable.

The crimson within is wrapped in a faint golden awn, like the outer flame of a flame.

Zhao Lang who watched was amazed, he had never observed the three orcs at such a close distance, and now he was rewarded to see Yuanfeng, even if he was not from the primordial world of chaos, he still felt very satisfied.

Hearing Zhao Lang's voice, Yuan Feng suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and stared at the former.

Shocked, Zhao Lang retracted his head, and before he could speak, Zhou Zhan's knock on the door sounded outside.

"Brother Zhao, brother Zhao, there is a competition ahead, let's go and see."

test?

What a test.

Zhao Lang stood up and opened the door, Yuan Feng followed behind him.

The three came to a huge stone platform in the Thunder Clan tribe.

Above it is a protruding rock formation, on which a wooden shed was built, and behind this stone platform is an abyss.

Looking under the wooden shed with big eyes, Zhou Li was standing in front of the Thunder Clan patriarch, exerting force, the two seemed to be chatting about something.

Before Zhao Lang could react, Zhou Zhan patted him.

"Brother Zhao, do you want to go up?"

Waving his hand with a wry smile, Zhao Lang didn't want to make a move, nor did he want to find something to do.

Suddenly, two members of the Lei clan who came from nowhere landed on the stone platform. The strength of the two was about the top of the saints, and the spiritual power of the whole body was being displayed.

Then, amidst the applause of the crowd, the two cast spells and magic weapons one after another and asked each other for advice.

After half a ring, it ended with the defeat of one side, and the other winner walked down the stone platform with his help.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge? The next one is Lei Li, the son of our patriarch Lei, the most powerful young talent in our clan!"

A voice came to everyone's ears, but no one responded, they just looked at each other and praised Lei Li's strength.

"I come!"

Zhou Zhan seemed to have found an opportunity, and then his spiritual power burst out, and he appeared on the stone platform the next moment.

Everyone sighed.

"A lost dog, do you deserve it too?"

A voice came out from the crowd immediately, and everyone stepped aside, Lei Li passed by Zhao Lang's side, looking at Zhou Zhan on the stage.

The expression is full of jokes.

(End of this chapter)