I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 84 Qingdi Taihao
Huang Long looked at the god-like punishment wave in front of him, and fell into deep self-doubt.

Is this a demon?
and many more……

In the previous life, in the long years, before Taoist priests and monks came out, it seemed that wizards were responsible for offering sacrifices and communicating with gods.

Witches descend to the gods by dancing, offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, and communicate with the ghosts.

And this group of demons is regarded as a scourge by the prehistoric peoples, and is more terrifying than Rahu.

It seems that there is another name called the Witch Clan.

And seriously speaking, reincarnation was originally done by the descendants of their bosses.

In this way, it makes sense to save the undead.

Sacrificing to the heaven and the earth, offering sacrifices to the ancient ancestors of Pan.

Communicate with the nether world, and contact the ancestors of the earth.

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

After a while, Xing Lang finished dancing the big god, then looked at Huang Long enthusiastically and said, "Brother, what's your name?"

"The poor Taoist name is good." Huang Long saluted with a smile.

"Oh, Hao, the name is not bad, it is similar to the name of our high priest." Xing Lang laughed.

"Yes." Huang Long explained, is this guy's ears bad, or his pronunciation bad?

"Hao, that's right." Xing Lang said carelessly, and slapped Huang Long's shoulder vigorously as he spoke, causing Huang Long's spiritual power to almost bounce back, secretly thinking that this guy's attack was really serious.

"Brother, although you are short in stature, you have good cultivation and strong body. I like it, and you come to help me when you see me in trouble. You are a friend you can make. Do you consider joining our Jumang tribe and becoming a great witch!" Xing Lang said.

"I don't have the blood of Pangu, so can I join the Jumang tribe?" Huang Long frowned, full of doubts, "And what is a witch?"

One of the big reasons why the Demon God Clan was rejected by the Ten Thousand Clans was that the Demon God Clan didn't even give the rest of the Ten Thousand Clans the chance to be their slaves, and only let them be food.

There's no other way but to fight.

But if you want to join, the whole prehistoric situation will have to be changed.

As long as they can be masters in front of the rest of the race, there will definitely be many who are willing to be slaves to the Demon God Race.

"Of course not in the past, but now you can. As long as you become a witch, you can obtain the identity of our Jumang tribe. As for the witch, it was a gift from our great ancestor God Pangu, and then it was discovered by our great high priest. A way of practice.

"Communicate the world, listen to the voice of all things, send out the voice of the world, and lead all races. The high priest is right. This world was opened up by the ancestor god Pangu, and all things were transformed by the ancestor god. How can we easily trample on it? Destroy the world, Could it be the legacy of destroying the ancestor gods?
"We are the descendants of Pangu, so we should uphold the legacy of the ancestor god and protect this world for him. And the prehistoric peoples were also raised by the ancestor god heaven and earth. In fact, they are in the same family as us, but they are a little stupid. , unable to communicate with heaven and earth, and understand the will of the ancestor gods. As direct descendants, we should guide and educate them, and let them know the majesty of heaven and earth.

"Understanding the will of the ancestor gods, we are the pioneers of the prehistoric world, and we have the obligation to lead the prehistoric peoples!

"And as long as you have the potential to become a witch, brother, it means that you have been approved by the ancestor gods! You are one of us!"

Xing Lang spoke impassionedly.

Huang Long looked at Xing Lang with fiery eyes that seemed to be glowing, and was shocked in his heart.

Although I don't know what the reason is, let the witches start to appear.

But he knew that heaven was going to be miserable!

The reason why the Heavenly Court can be established and command the ten thousand races is that the Demon God Clan does not give the ten thousand races the opportunity to join.

As for this set of theories, the Wu Clan is still the master of heaven and earth, but they are not simply distinguished by blood, they have given the Wan Clan a step up.

The Heavenly Court is bustling!
"How about it? Brother, do you want to join? With your ability, you can definitely pass the test of the high priest. If you can't, I will ask my brother. My brother is Da Luo. If he gives you a drop of blood essence, he will definitely let you Pass the test." Xing Lang said enthusiastically.

"Brother Xinglang, you keep talking about the high priest. I only know that you Pangu clan has twelve great gods. I don't know who the high priest is?" Huang Long asked suspiciously.

The Demon God Clan didn't have a high priest before, but later, because they didn't know what kind of deal Western Jieyin had made with Houtu, Jieyin became the high priest of the Houtu tribe.

But there is only one, who is this high priest?

"Qingdi Taihao!" Xing Lang said proudly.

"Qingdi Taihao?" Huang Long's eyes popped suddenly, isn't that Fuxi?

No wonder the entire Heavenly Court searched all over Honghuang, but couldn't find it.

He actually went to the Jumang tribe.

This wave, what a fucking bull.

At this moment, Huang Long knew what it meant to be the number one wise man in the wild.

In the Heavenly Court, he is the number three figure, Xihuang above all gods.

In the Wu Clan, he is the High Priest, the Qing Emperor, the pioneer of the wisdom of countless witches.

In the human race, he is the Emperor of Heaven, the first leader of the human race, and the Emperor Taihao who created the earth and opened the sky.

No matter which side wins, he will not lose.

This is called a player who plays games with his brain.

"What? Have you heard of our high priest? Our high priest is majestic and sacred, but he is low-key and not famous. Honghuang doesn't know his strength. If you see him, you will definitely worship him." Xing Lang said excitedly, his eyes seemed to be bright.

"No, it just sounds domineering. Such a powerful person, I should see you in person." Huang Long said.

"That's right, we'll take you there right now. The high priest should be fishing by the river at this time, so he can catch up. Maybe we can meet the high priest's younger sister, Great Witch Feng Lixi." Xing Lang said excitedly.

"Witch Feng Lixi?" Huang Long raised his brows slightly, no need to think about it, he's sure!

Nuwa, also known as Nüxi, whose surname is Feng, is also known as Fenglixi.

Come to think of it, this is the opportunity that the uncle said!

Fuxi and Nuwa.

If you're lucky, you might run into the creation of human beings. Wouldn't it be nice to have a wave of merit when you go whoring for nothing?
Although the prehistoric human race did not live up to expectations and almost ruined the name of the human race, it is undeniable that they are merit-making machines.

Binding with the human race will never lose money.

"Yes, the high priest's younger sister, not to mention her strong cultivation, can bring the dead back to life, and her healing power is even stronger than that of elder brother Gou Mang." Xing Lang said enthusiastically.

"It's so amazing, I still need a brother's introduction." Huang Long laughed, the cure is of course the first, and he can create something out of nothing, make people out of nothing, and throw away too many blocks.

"That goes without saying, let's go, we'll take you to find our high priest." Xing Lang said excitedly, holding Huang Long's hand, and jumping thousands of miles away
Huang Long smiled, he was also a descendant of Pangu, but obviously Xing Lang was completely different from Han Shou and the group, but he had prejudiced before.

If you think about it, they are all monkeys. The golden snub-nosed monkey and the monkeys on Mount Emei are very different, let alone the descendants of Pangu?
In the distance, a Yellow River as wide as the Milky Way surges. On one side, a middle-aged man with leaves covering his shoulders and two horns on top sits upright. He frowns suddenly, looks in the direction of Huanglong with a half-smile, and secretly says something interesting. , the hook swayed slightly, a golden carp flew out and fell into the fish basket on one side, and said with a smile: "Sister, a little friend came to the door."

Beside him, there is another woman, who looks ordinary, but has a pair of almost perfect hands to fiddle with the aura. The rich breath of good fortune surges, bringing the dead back to life, but just casually fiddle with the clay puppet, and it can give life.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head slightly and said, "Little friend? Where are you from?"

"Kunlun Yellow Dragon." The man smiled.

"King Mu of West Kunlun Zhou?" The woman's ordinary eyes suddenly burst out with star-like gazes that did not match her appearance.

"Exactly." The man nodded, good time, my sister's birthday is coming soon, Zhengchou didn't know what to give, so I sent it to my door, it was indeed a blessing.

(End of this chapter)