This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 246 Demon God of Misfortune
Sit and talk.

Huanglong and others discussed Taoism for a hundred years in Taiyi's cave.

Talk about it.

In fact, it was Huang Long who was imparting his own practice experience, which was equivalent to the doubts that they got the speed-up gift package for no reason, and Taiyi would reach the Daluo realm in the future.

Almost everything is explained clearly.

"Think about Fellow Daoist Huanglong."

Besides Master Taiyi and Chi Jing-zi, there are many monks who know that Master Taiyi is a disciple of a sage, so they have the intention of making friends, which is why he can be near Qianyuan Mountain.

Be an immortal master.

Even the Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi lives in Wuzhuang Temple, a little Taiyi Golden Immortal wants to own a Qianyuan Mountain, this is a blessed place.

"It's okay."

Under Huanglong's discerning eyes, he knew that these two creatures were actually rat immortals.

Bloodlines are at the bottom.

It is already a sign of them that they can cultivate to the realm of golden immortals. Unless they have a heaven-defying opportunity, even if they hear the Taoism taught by Huang Long, it will be in vain.

It's like everyone is listening to the same class.

Some people can learn without a teacher.

Huanglong belongs to this category.

Some people can understand it thoroughly after listening to the teacher's explanation.

And some people are not enlightened.

For example, the two mouse fairies in front of me.

This may be the reality.

Immediately after Huanglong bid farewell to Chijing-zi and Daoist Taiyi, he returned to Erxian Mountain, Magu Cave. He still had more important things to do, and that was the Eye of Misfortune.

He wanted to find out if it really worked.

As the Hades Crow clan settled in the Nether World, they were like a fish in water. As the old and the new changed, the race continued.

Hundred years.

Tens of thousands of the Nether Crow clan were born in the Nether World, and they have also become a not-so-small race in the Nether World, and they have returned to their original level in the Skull Mountain.

Blood inheritance.

Never a small thing.

But the contract between Huanglong and them is still there, especially for the power of misfortune in their bloodline, which is determined to win every new born Crow at the moment of birth.

There will always be a drop of blood between the eyebrows, falling into a special formation.

In the center of the formation is an eye.

Exudes a scarlet luster.

The so-called doom is intertwined.

It turns into an eye.

It was already doomed when Huanglong sent them to the underworld to escape the siege of their Taoist friends, not to mention that their clan didn't want to wander around in the wilderness just focusing on the unlucky guy's name.

Therefore, the Dark Crow clan is actually eager to deprive them of the power of misfortune.

Along with Huanglong tearing apart the space, he came to the nether world, and when he saw the condensed pupils of the source of misfortune, there was a look of hesitation in his heart, and he was not sure whether he could subdue the misfortune.

Shen Gongbao is bringing bad luck to others.

And it was silent.

But he might not be able to do it.

There are still too many differences in between.Huanglong needs to be carefully screened.It's a pity that this giant scarlet eye didn't give Huanglong time to react, when his hand fell into the formation.

The huge scarlet eyes directly merged into Huanglong's body.

He was not given time to react.

"Isn't this a bit too sudden?"

Huanglong also wondered if when he was inlaid on his own corpse, he took the initiative to lean on Huanglong's body, which is definitely a good thing.

"I've seen real Huanglong."

A ghost crow that he had met before pointed at Huanglong's eyebrows.

"Master Huanglong, please close the giant scarlet eyes, he let me see the unknown." As the darling of doom, the dark crow also felt fear when he voluntarily gave up the throbbing in his blood.

Bad luck.

Huang Long stared at the center of his eyebrows, indeed there was a touch of evil intent. The giant scarlet eyes were full of ominousness, causing Huang Long to feel the rejection of heaven and earth.

Damn, this is obviously a discrimination.

Shen Gongbao is known as the carrier of bad luck. If you say "Daoist friends, please stay away, I don't know how many gods died. Why did it happen to me? You will feel the rejection of the laws of heaven and earth."

immediately.

Huang Long placed a finger on the nearby Underworld Flower, also known as the Netherworld Flower. A piece of blue fluorescence swayed under his feet, like an elf, following Huang Long's finger.

The Nether Flower gradually withered.

Until it turns into fly ash.

At the same time, Huanglong also noticed that heaven and earth rejected him a little less.

Although only a tiny bit.

However, Huang Long is a strong quasi-sage, and his understanding of the rules of heaven and earth is far superior to that of the Ming Crow clan. Among their clan, the ancestor's cultivation is no more than the Golden Immortal realm.

"I see."

Huang Long glanced at the Dark Crow Clan with pity.

No wonder they were beaten by everyone. The reason is here. Why did they come out of Skull Mountain? Could it be that they really like to make friends with Taoists? I'm afraid it's an illusion.

In the dark.

There is a force telling them to leave Skull Mountain and go to the outside world to make friends.

Whether it is a savage beast, a bird, an insect, or even a flower, plant or tree, when they try to come into contact, it means that they will spread their bad luck.

In the eyes of some advanced ascetics.

This cannot be concealed.

Flowers bloom for thousands of years and fall in an instant.

Life and death are impermanent.

These are still creatures in the Nether Realm, the prehistoric world. If they die, the only way left is to go to the Nether Realm to see if they can get a place for reincarnation.

"Reverend Huanglong, have you found anything?"

The young leader of the Crow clan, with a flattering face, Huang Long is like their clan's savior, and even found them a place without natural enemies, even if he is now going to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire.

I'm afraid I won't blink my eyes.

"The reason why your family was beaten by the monks of the wild is because you passed on bad luck to others and saved yourself. In the eyes of the monks who have cultivated to the sky, it is not a secret at all."

Hey.

"We have no choice."

"I've been living in Skull Mountain for ten thousand years, and I've been with Fellow Daoist Shiji. She has become a disciple of Jiejiao. I also want to study and learn." The leader of the crow explained.

"No."

"This is the prison of heaven and earth for you. Wagar and the others are originally ordinary crows. By luck, they intercepted a source of misfortune from the body of fellow Taoist Stone. Don't you know that she deliberately cut it off before she transformed."

Huang Long reminded.

"Can"

When talking with Yu Mingya, Huang Long felt a sharp pain between his brows. The scarlet giant eyes also had intentions. What surprised Huang Long the most was that he still felt that the demon god was invading his soul.

"act recklessly."

Huang Long snorted coldly, put his fingers between his brows, and then pinched the giant scarlet eyes, his fierceness was beyond words, and as he tore, a deep bloody pit appeared between Huang Long's brows.

The giant scarlet eye in his hand is still struggling hard.

"It turns out that you have been born with sanity a long time ago, but you deliberately attracted me to save the Crows." Huang Long snorted coldly, then threw the giant scarlet eye on the ground, watching it hover in the air.

Slowly, fangs grew.

Properly always a monster with eyeballs.

"Junior, you are quite alert. I am the demon god in charge of misfortune and the undead. Unfortunately, my body was killed by Pangu with an axe. I finally transformed into the stubborn stone that was contaminated with my origin and cut out the bad luck. In the shape of a skeleton."

The Doom Demon God said with regret.

"is it?"

"You're just a messy dog. Why do you still want to control me? Don't you read the strategy?" Huang Long sneered.

"What do you mean?"

The Demon God of Doom was even more puzzled that a little quasi-sage, who was not even the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, would dare to be so rude to him, if he was in his prime.

A hand dropped.

It allows him to be killed by other demons silently.

No need to do it yourself.

"I am a disciple of a sage. If you want to take me away, shouldn't you think carefully about whether your brain is short-circuited. A sage knows everything. Doesn't he know that his disciple has been taken away?"

"What will you do then?"

Huang Long 'kindly' reminded.

"What should I be?"

"Only those who are alive are valuable. No one will remember what they have done for a dead thing. If I devour you and add another Hunyuan to Chanjiao, do you think Mr. Yuanshi will be so happy that he flies into the sky?"

The Doom Demon God sneered.

"impossible."

Following Huanglong's secret sound transmission, Houtu Niangniang, who was practicing far away in the center of the Netherworld, landed on the scarlet giant moo with one hand, and cast the supernatural power of Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth.

A series of chains pierced through the giant scarlet eyes.

Turned into a series of dark seals.

"Rat, how dare you bully me like this."

The Demon God of Misfortune let out an unwilling anger. He originally thought that Huanglong could be swallowed by a certain thing, but where did Empress Dowager come from?

What relationship does he have with Huang Long?

"I just said that you act recklessly, don't you look at your network of connections?"

"I, Huang Long, have no other skills. In Honghuang, I know many high-end Taoist friends, such as: Empress Houtu, Empress Nuwa, any of them can crush you, a half-useful demon god.

Said it was trash.

In fact, Huang Long gave himself gold, and the scarlet giant eyes hid his strength. His real strength was about to break through Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say ah, Huang Long was unprepared.

Directly intruded into Huanglong's primordial spirit.

"Demon God of Misfortune, you only have one eye left now, how dare you be presumptuous." Empress Houtu said displeased, she is also a rare top chess player in the prehistoric times.

Why is it called a junior.

A waste material, how come the guts.

Ever since she became a true saint, not to mention sitting on an equal footing with Hongjun, every one of them wants to stand on her head and show off her might, not to mention Nuwa.

Humph.

Empress Houtu, whose anger level was a bit off the charts, exerted a slight force on her hand.

The scarlet giant eyes were instantly divided into two halves.

Haha
Huang Long stared in amazement at the Doom Demon God who was divided into two halves, what's the matter with this guy, he can't die, he really is a dog, even if he is old.

Shouldn't it be a little more low-key?

"Junior, what can you do to me? Although this seat is sealed by you, as long as there is luck circulating between heaven and earth, and bad luck is born, then this seat is an immortal existence."

The Doom Demon God said arrogantly.

Huang Long pondered for a moment, feeling that the demon god of misfortune was full of lies. He was the source of misfortune that Shiji deliberately cut out before his transformation, which showed that Shiji still had a great repelling effect on him by nature.

So what is the source of his arrogance?
"Are you talking?"

Huang Long looked at the rebellious Doom Demon God with great interest. Now he was just two sealed eyes and wanted to escape, but in the end he still couldn't break through the seal set by Hou Tu Niangniang.

"What do you know?"

The Doom Demon God was a little embarrassed.

Being questioned by an ant would hurt him incomparably.

"Isn't it? I've heard from Shi Ji about your origin. At most, you were born with wisdom and lived on the body of the Crow Clan, but I still discovered it."

"That shows that your strength is not strong, but the misfortune you carry on your body is indeed powerful. The creatures you miss are almost all plagued by misfortune and abandoned by heaven and earth. The source of misfortune on you will be relatively reduced, and It will also be transformed into the existence of luck, which is why you have been able to survive."

"Otherwise, you would have killed other monks long ago."

How can you still be arrogant here?

"You're talking nonsense."

The Demon God of Misfortune showed a look of horror. He never thought that this guy was such a thief and could think of her problems.

"You are guilty."

Although Huang Long didn't know anything about psychology, he had many years of experience and was dealing with ordinary smart guys. How could he not be able to analyze his little thoughts.

"No."

The Demon God of Doom is still stubborn.

"It's useless."

"Since you can be divided into two halves, it means that one of the eyes represents misfortune, and the other represents luck, and you are not necessarily the original source that Shiji deliberately abandoned, but born together."

Huang Long snorted coldly.

"No."

The scarlet eyes became more and more dizzy, and the secrets in him were being analyzed by Empress Houtu.It seems that it won't be long before he may really have no secrets at all.

It wasn't something he wanted to see.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Immediately, Empress Houtu threw one of the giant scarlet eyes on the ground, shook her head and said: This guy is just an empty shelf, with nothing, maybe he found the inheritance by luck.

"Mother, isn't there anything else in his body?"

Huang Long couldn't believe it.

"That's not true. There is still a little guy in his body, but he hides it very deeply. In addition, it looks extremely ugly and is the most dirty. I didn't investigate it carefully."

Empress Houtu then threw another Scarlet Giant Moo on the ground.

"Who are you to me?"

The giant scarlet eye sneered.It felt like there was nothing they could do.

Ha ha.

"Don't think that you are powerful, just think that you have a little use value, otherwise, you will think that you are a saint's opponent based on your little ability."

Huang Long sneered.

"How can you deal with me?"

The Doom Demon God sneered.

"Hou Tu Niang Niang, I think this guy is a dead duck with a hard mouth, or you should kill him and let him be the waste of the Nether Realm, maybe you can give birth to a new race, and then you can also contribute to the underworld. "

Huang Long didn't want to talk unnecessary nonsense to him. People who couldn't see the situation clearly were the most stupid.

(End of this chapter)