This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 16

On combat power?
I'm afraid that among the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu, there will also be hidden black-bellied monsters. The Nanji Immortal is good at health-preserving techniques, but his combat power is not strong, especially the real Yuding, who has supernatural powers of body training.

Not weaker than others at all.

Gearing up.

Naturally, all eyes were on the disciples of Jiejiao, and finally it was the Shura field where they taught disciples.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the meat is rotten in one's own pot.

The only ones who are a bit pitiful are the two saints of the Western Church. They paid two spiritual treasures, and seeing that they only brought a few small shrimps with them, they wanted to compete.

I'm afraid this will all be folded here.

Along with the sky above, the six spiritual treasures exuding a mysterious yellow light added radiance to each other.

Taoist Crow, who was in the Jiejiao camp, couldn't wait to fly out of the crowd, wrapped in a dark cloud, black flames fell on the ground, instantly corroding a big hole in the ground.

"Poverty Crow Lingzi, I feel that Lingbao is destined to be with me, so please help me, brothers and sisters."

Quite a bit of the mantra of a Western saint.

"Fellow Daoist has a destiny with me."

Especially when he looked at the eighth-rank golden lotus in the sky, his eyes were full of longing, and his cultivation was very expensive. As an outer disciple of Jiejiao, he definitely had the cultivation of Taiyi realm.

Huang Long couldn't help feeling that although there are good and bad teachings, it doesn't mean that there are no people who are dedicated to Taoism.

at this time.

Many disciples of Jiejiao never came to the stage again. Obviously, both sides have the same careful thought, that is, they will never compete with the brothers of the same sect, and exhaust the opponent's camp.

Enter at the end.

Although there is no deep hatred between the disciples of Jiejiao and the disciples of Chanjiao, there are not a few frictions in daily life.

Before he finished speaking, Chi Jingzi beside Huanglong, wearing an apricot zodiac robe and a five-leaf crown on his head, walked out with a yin and yang mirror in his hand, and clasped his fists at Ya Lingzi.

"Junior brother, let's learn from each other in the same sect, click as far as you can!"

"There is no need to talk nonsense."

Ya Lingzi showed a sarcasm, especially when he saw that Chi Jingzi's cultivation was not as perfect as the Golden Immortal, and he was worse than him, so he dared to challenge him.Feeling unhappy.

Thousands of crow feathers turned into black Hidden Swords and flew towards Chi Jingzi.

Chi Jingzi's face was serious, and a Taiji fish in the Yin-Yang mirror suddenly came to life, exuding black and white, with mysterious luster flying towards the Ya Lingzi in the sky.

The black and white rays of light fixed the black feather in the sky in the void, petrified a little bit, fell to the ground, and smashed a deep hole,

Although there is a big difference in cultivation between the two, the magic weapon is still very different. Chi Jingzi relies on the supernatural power of the yin and yang mirror, and in an instant, a yin and yang fish appears in the void.

Drilled into it from the nostrils of the crow spirit.

In the eyes of everyone, Ya Lingzi's figure turned into a stone sculpture.All kinds of things fell on the ground, but fortunately Chi Jingzi was merciful, if he had another hammer in his hand.

Tap twice.

That crow spirit child is probably already wiped out.

Huanglong looked at the yin and yang mirror in Chi Jingzi's hand, this is the power of Lingbao, fighting across realms, if you don't pay attention, you will be caught by Chi Jingzi's real body, which is a bit tricky.

Smile bitterly.

Sure enough, among the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu, none of them is a simple person. Everyone has their own treasures at the bottom of the box, and they are proficient in supernatural powers and spells.Want to be fully crushed.

It's difficult!
Even the sages on the high platform began to talk, and Yuanshi Tianzun stroked his beard in satisfaction, but the Master Tongtian who was beside him showed displeasure.

"Brother, your disciple has not made a good start by relying on the benefits of Lingbao."

"Brother Tongtian, this statement is wrong. Lingbao is a part of the extension of a monk's magic power. How can it not be regarded as a monk's ability?" Zhunti Taoist did not know why he was boasting.

Master Tongtian's face was flushed, and he looked at Zhunti's face again, and said sarcastically: "As for the benefits of Lingbao, I'm afraid all the Western sects of Zhunti's younger brother are used to being poor, and they don't have any good things. Why don't you let your disciples come forward?" , and challenge the disciples of Chanjiao."

As Chi Jingzi turned the yin and yang mirror in his hand, the petrified Ya Lingzi clasped his fists helplessly.

"Chi Jingzi, it's not because of the battle, but because the younger brother didn't have the magic weapon in his hand. Next time, we will fight." Although Ya Lingzi was unwilling, he still returned to his seat.

With the end of the competition between Chi Jingzi and Ya Lingzi, more and more people participated in the competition, especially the disciples of the Western Sect seemed to be a little active.Come up and challenge the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu.

Saint disciples all have their own arrogance. With the same level of cultivation, no one wants to admit that they are inferior to others. Coupled with the stimulation of Lingbao, they all feel like they have been beaten with chicken blood.

Real Huang Long, who originally wanted to watch the play, was called out by name.

A fat Taoist with a somewhat subtle smile came out of the Western religion, who named him to compete with Huang Long.

"Poverty pharmacist, admires the twelve immortals of Yuxu, each of them is a first-class root, I am not talented, I want to ask Brother Huanglong for advice."

Could it be that his cultivation base is the weakest?

There is still no magic weapon available.

After Yaoshi entered the stage, Huang Long scratched his head helplessly, sighed and walked onto the stage. In fact, he didn't want to make a move so early. As one of the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu, he knew himself and the enemy, and he won every battle!

Exposing one's hole cards too early will only make others figure out how to deal with them.

However, since people named him by name, he probably also valued his title of "Three Wu Taoist", and there were some rumors in the world that he was not popular in elaborating teachings, and he must have the weakest mana.

Persimmons are also soft to pinch.

Huang Long looked indifferent, bowed to Medicine Master Buddha and said: "The poor Huanglong has seen Medicine Master, and I hope you will be merciful."

It's not yet the time for the first disciples of the three religions to compete for the top, but Huang Long doesn't want to be disheartened, after all, his brothers have won every game, and they have established the prestige of teaching.

If he fails, I'm afraid he won't be able to justify Yuanshi Tianzun.

When it came to the face of teaching, Huang Long didn't dare to hold it too high. With a flash of golden light, he took out a large yellow flag, which exuded a truly mysterious and yellow aura.

"Apricot yellow flag!"

The pharmacist took out a golden bowl and got ready.

"Junior brother is worthy of being Yuxu's master apprentice, and his moves are extraordinary."

The pharmacist's eyebrows trembled, the golden bowl in his hand was nothing more than a congenital spiritual treasure formed by condensing the power of a wish, and each of the disciples of Chanjiao possessed a congenital spiritual treasure.

If I say too much, I will cry.

on the high platform.

Taoist Zhunti saw the slightly shabby pharmacist, he couldn't bear it, and a golden lotus platform of twelve grades appeared in his hand, and it fell at the pharmacist's feet.

"Brother, please don't blame me."

Taoist Zhunti looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and said.

"It's okay."

Yuanshi Tianzun knew his disciples well, and he also knew that Huanglong was not the only one with this innate spiritual treasure, and there were others that he hadn't used. Moreover, he had practiced for a hundred years, and it was far from being able to solve the problem by just mentioning the ducks on the shelf.

What's more, my disciple was too cautious, so he filled up the defense points at the beginning, no matter how the pharmacist reacted, it was already too late, as for breaking the defense.

It's just a fool's dream!
But he was curious, if Huanglong was clumsy, then the Xiantian Lingbao would not be destined for him.

(End of this chapter)