This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 80 A tribe without witches, is it still a witch?
Fellow Daoist Pig!
Insufficiency and conspiracy.

Since both the Wu Clan and the Shenting where Dijun lived were both defeated, why not retreat to the tunnel and survive.

Depose the gods.

Replace the former Shinto Heaven with the Immortal Heaven, and reopen the Qingtian. As for the losers of the Gonggong clan, they don't have to participate in it at all, and leave the torch as a legacy.But now that Xuanming is here.

I just don't know if this is what Empress Pingxin meant.

One wrong step!

Step by step.

She probably didn't know that Empress Nuwa's tentacles had already penetrated into the Nether Realm. There was no doubt about it. Perhaps when Xuanming left the Nether Realm, she didn't even know that Empress Nuwa had visited the Nether Realm.

Teaming up with Emperor Jun, he made a bad move without any objection.

The rise of the new order will inevitably crush the old order. The remnants of the witch clan originally had the opportunity to join the Immortal Heavenly Court dominated by Xuanmen saints. At this moment, I am afraid that they can only be labeled as evil gods.

Don't share it!

"Huanglong, you are also a member of the authentic fruit position, how dare you bully me like this." Before the ancestor witch Xuanming entered the waters of the East China Sea, he was stopped by the sudden appearance of the candle dragon god.

The two had already fought in the sea area not far from Huanglong.

Xuanming has a human face and a bird body, with a green snake hanging from each ear and two green snakes on his feet. As the ancestor witch of rain, he is also a witch of ice and cold. Wherever he goes, everything is cold.

It can be classified into the gods of the four seasons.

Snowflakes fell in the sky above the East China Sea, and layers of ice condensed the East China Sea into an iceberg, reclaiming the sea to make land. Such supernatural powers can be counted on one hand under a saint.

Of course, as the Great Elder of the Dragon Clan, Zhulong has extraordinary supernatural powers, and the water dragons, along with the solidification of the law of time, directly caused quite a lot of turmoil.

The coast of the East China Sea where ice and water change.

For Huanglong, it was full of unfriendliness, he didn't want to stay in the East China Sea, and wanted to leave here.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanming, this is a matter of my God Clan, it has nothing to do with your Witch Clan, the crime of Gonggong is the responsibility of God, and the tribe's karma is entangled. As one of the only three surviving ancestor witches of the Witch Clan, why bother to visit this time again?" Muddy water."

"Creating boundless murder for nothing."

"Zhulong, between you and elder brother Zhu Jiuyin, you are the incarnation of the law of time. If you can kill you, my elder brother will be the only master of the law of time."

"Do you think I can tolerate your Dragon Clan?"

Zhulong closed his eyes.

In an instant, the East China Sea was plunged into darkness.

In the boundless darkness, there was the faint sound of the candle dragon swimming its scales.

Everywhere, everywhere!
"not enough!"

"God and Tao are the same. Zhu Jiuyin is a junior of this seat. Although he has the talent of time, he is still not enough to look at in front of this seat. When he proves to be a saint, he will come and kill this seat."

Shinto practice.

The only embarrassing thing is that in each major law, only one person can prove the Dao to perfection, and the remaining Shinto monks will automatically belong to the Lord of Time.

Be of God.

Only when one side is destroyed can the newborn gods embark on the sequence of competing for the master of the divine way again.

Therefore, there are most of the gods, there are gods who turn into immortals.

Practice the mysterious method handed down by Hongjun Taoist ancestors.

"Zhulong, in the last era, you were supposed to be like the ancestor dragon. You can't die, and you are already immoral if you live on your last breath until now, and you dare to lie to me."

in the dark.

The ancestor witch Xuanming was like an iceberg, freezing all passing water gods and river gods into ice lumps and sinking to the bottom of the sea.

"The four seas are not the four seas of your dragon family."

Huanglong hid in a corner, and celebrated the golden lantern, wrapping the surrounding tightly, with it, a natural blessing, all disasters, will naturally take a detour, this is one of Huanglong's confidence.

"Xuanming Ancestral Witch, I'm even more curious. The Wu Clan and the Shenting are feuds. It's what the Wu Clan has always done. This time, I don't know why they want to join forces with Di Jun?"

Two rivals.

The sudden reconciliation will only cause more misunderstandings.

What good did Dijun promise Xuanming Zuwu, that she would come all the way here, instead of hiding for a while, and resolutely appear in the East China Sea, this is not an easy matter.Exposed too much madness.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanming, who also cultivates both the Way of Rain and Ice, is really talented."

Huang Long frowned.

Looking at Elder Zhulong who suddenly interrupted his conversation, he showed a puzzled expression. Could it be that he knew the reason for the alliance between the Wu Clan and Shenting, otherwise he would never have intervened now.

The foreword does not match the afterword!

No matter how you name it, you have made friendship.

Almost none of the creatures in the East China Sea survived, and the ink was still spreading. Although the bright Tuxian Pagoda was complete, it also had a seven-point charm, and it exuded an ominous atmosphere.

"Gonggong Yimai, join forces with the demon gods, half of one side, countless water gods can gather, wash away the karma of Gonggong Yimai, and become the water god and Hebo. Protect one side, move clouds and rain, and change the solar terms of the heavens and all phenomena , under the control of my witch clan, isn't this promise enough?" Xuan Ming lowered his head.Talang walked towards Huanglong.

With a murderous face.

"I see!"

"Eternal benefit is the eternal truth."

Enough benefits, even if it is to let the mouse be a bridesmaid for the cat, it doesn't matter.

Huanglong's previous considerations still need to be lacking. He only wanted to hide from the world and use time to kill his karma. This is how Huanglong carried it step by step.

In the old days, drinking cold water would stuff your teeth.

Cultivation, epiphany often occurs, but it is basically a group of demons dancing wildly, which makes Huanglong often fall into the devil's way.

That is to say, Huanglong's heart and nature are the same, he is dedicated to cultivating the way of immortality, and has no other intentions, so he passed through the twelve large formations in Kunlun Mountain and became one of the disciples under Yuanshi.

But change someone.

If you don't become one of the evil gods, you will burn yourself with desire and turn into ashes.

Xuan Ming sneered and said, "Now that I have figured it out, what does this mean to you?"

"Huanglong, I think you are a disciple of a sage, but you are disrespectful to me. I will teach you a little lesson today. It's not an exaggeration." Xuanming held the white bone Xuanming banner.

He stabbed towards Huanglong.

"Xuanming, your enemy is me, don't you take me too seriously?"

Candle Dragon opened his eyes.

Immeasurable light instantly tore through the darkness. Wherever the eyes could see, countless great witches had already turned into stone sculptures and sank into the bottom of the sea. Only Xiangliu, Fuyou, and Yushi were the few great witches.

Those who have stepped into the realm of Daluo.

Save yourself from disaster!

"There is no one in the Gonggong tribe. Just now they were still slaughtering all living beings. Now there are only a few great witches left. Don't you feel pitiful?" Huang Long put his hands together.

If not the occasion is wrong.

Huanglong wanted to chant some classics of past lives, to transcend them.

"Zhulong, don't you think it's shameless for you to take action against the younger generation?" Xuanming stood on top of an iceberg with cold eyes, and fell into madness, a tribe without witches.

Is that still the Wu tribe?

Three or two big cats.

But then?

(End of this chapter)