This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 81
Not to mention how many gods can stand intact on the four seas, Huanglong is completely disappointed with Xuanming, the ancestor witch who has ruled the whole era, and would rather help the evildoers.

Achieve the body of the evil god.

I don't want to think about the world.

There are not one out of ten creatures in the East China Sea, but compared with the few remaining great witches, there are still a few more. Under the joint spellcasting of many water gods, the altar is crumbling.

Among them, the Tuxian Pagoda was a complete failure of sacrifice.

A semi-finished product.

Filled with filthy light, black and blood-like, the corpse of Emperor Junshan, who was hidden in the void, was taken away, and showed disdain for Shui Bo, who was transformed by Xuan Ming and other witches.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanming, if the Tuxian Pagoda has not been successfully sacrificed, then the agreement between you and me may not count."

The double-faced Emperor Jun just wanted to pull the Wu Clan into the abyss, but he was not thinking about cooperating with the Wu Clan, with the Tuxian Pagoda in his hand, when the Immortal Heavenly Court is established in the future.

He also wanted to cut off the luck of the Taoist sect.

puff!
Xuan Ming looked at the East China Sea. The originally blue sea surface was now a piece of scorched water, emitting bursts of stench, and the water gods were bleeding. A few tens of thousands of water gods fell this time.

One sentence: it doesn't count!
Just wanted to get over this article.

Do you look down on her Xuanming too much?

The black water surged, and Xuanming threw the Xuanming Bone Banner in his hand into the sponge, stirring up the waves, and a vortex appeared above the blood-stained sea surface, in which a great evil was conceived.

When Huanglong was investigating, he was isolated by the Xuanming Bone Banner.

Can't see its true shape.

The spreading black water spread towards the only remaining water gods around. A water god in the Golden Immortal Realm was directly polluted by the black water and turned into a black man, making bursts of angry reprimands of unwillingness.

Many river gods and water lords, seeing that the black water has the effect of polluting the gods, took out their spirit treasures to protect themselves, and flew into the air, but some river gods and dragons with low cultivation bases belonged to them.

Still being swallowed by the vortex.

"Everyone, be careful, this black water is ominous, so don't get close."

Huanglong wanted to fly out of the East China Sea, but an invisible barrier blocked him. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Xuanming at the center of the storm in the East China Sea. This woman was too vicious.

I still want to catch everyone in one go.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanming, we will retreat, and we will never cause you any trouble. Please don't force us to use our best efforts." Residual Water River God, as an old antique who survived the last era.

Timid and indomitable!

Speak first.

The gods who can survive are the real creatures, and the dead Tianjiao are worthless.

Xuan Ming stared at Remnant Water River God with contemptuous eyes.

"late!"

"The survivors of Gonggong, the whole clan is dispatched, is it just to make a wedding dress for the heavenly court, the real purpose is to sacrifice the East China Sea to the ancestor gods, and summon the spirit of Gonggong."

"madman!"

The faces of many water gods changed instantly.

According to the records of the prehistoric records, Pan Gu created the world, his body transformed into everything in the world, and every plant and tree in the prehistoric era can be said to be the descendants of Pan Gu.

Sacrifice to the East China Sea.

Off the spectrum?

Why don't you say sacrifice to the wilderness, return to the embrace of the father god, and bring Pangu back to life.

"Under heaven's punishment, fellow Taoist Xuanming, since you want to bring Gong Gong back to life, then I can only watch you play."

Elder Zhulong spit out a mouthful of dragon breath.

In the void, it turned into a gray-haired old man in a black dragon robe, with a playful attitude of watching a theater.

Standing behind Elder Zhulong, Huanglong showed an attitude of not caring about it.

Deceit?

Fellow Daoist Xuanming still doesn’t know who the world is, it’s the world of prehistoric creatures, not the world of the witch clan, even if Pan Gu is resurrected, he wants to turn everyone into flesh and blood.

Re-condense the Dao body.

I'm afraid that all the creatures in the prehistoric world will attack him in groups.

a barrier.

Could it be that he wanted to block the prying eyes of the Dao of Heaven? Daoist Hongjun was in harmony with the Dao of Heaven. In order to transcend the Dao of Heaven, he had been thinking of various ways for a long time, and had no intention of paying attention to the land of the East China Sea.But it doesn't mean.

He will not be aware of Tiandao's will.

The Dao of Heaven is created by Pan Gu, a virtual body that gathers all living beings in the world. No one has seen the true face of Dao of Heaven, but Dao of Heaven is in everyone's heart, like a supercomputer.

As for what Xuanming did, it was equivalent to a virus in the computer, sacrificing Pangu, wasn't that just trying to revive Pangu's will.All sentient beings do not agree.

It's better to ask Tiandao to come and help.

"The way of heaven is above, there is Xuanming, a witch clan, who is trying to use the creatures of the East Sea to sacrifice Pangu, please kill him!"

Elder Zhulong is a quasi-sage, with the law of time in his body, following the timeline, reminding the heavenly dao, and it can also make Hongjun Daozu feel that he was born in the authentic world, and the witch clan made chaos.

That's a blow to heaven.

But more than a star and a half.

boom!
The voice did not fall.

Above the East China Sea, purple clouds filled with thunder and lightning floated above the East China Sea. Even Di Jun's good corpse felt trembling for a while and did not dare to stay.

Turning into a three-legged Golden Crow, it flew towards the Nine Heavens.

In the barrier.

Xuan Ming looked indifferent.

He looks like he doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back.

Lei Jie walks.

A huge eye protruded from the thundercloud, and a seasoned figure could be seen faintly, watching the tragedy in the East China Sea with a blank expression.

Set a thunderbolt.

Intense as black.

Fill through the barrier set up by Xuanming.

Slashed directly towards Xuan Ming.

At the beginning, Huang Long was a little surprised, why did the sages of heaven and earth turn a blind eye to the tragedy in the East China Sea? Even Yuanshi Tianzun, he had secretly sent a message, but there was still no reply.

Turns out the real big move.

it's here!
As for those river gods, water kings, and Gonggong survivors, each of them is nothing more than firewood.The demise of Shinto, the first step, starts with reducing the number of gods.

Free up enough god slots.

Only then is the prosperity of the Immortal Heavenly Court.

Wage earners are needed everywhere.

Ninety-nine purple sky god thunder, every blow has the mighty power of a saint.Xuanming is nothing more than an ancestor witch, a quasi-sage at the peak, if he is not a saint, he is always just an ant, delusional to change the world.

dream!

"Heavenly, the prehistoric world is the world created by the Father God. You are just a dead thing. How dare you attack me and the Father God's survivors for no reason." Xuan Ming was in a mess.

Can smell burnt.

"Tranquility!"

"The prehistoric is the prehistoric of all beings, not the prehistoric of your witch clan, Xuan Ming, who lives between the heaven and the earth, does not think of benefiting the prehistoric beings, thrives and prospers, and kills himself for no reason."

"Heaven's punishment is upon me, and it will last forever!"

In the eyes of Thunder, the old-fashioned old man sitting cross-legged on the futon spoke expressionlessly.

One after another thunder fell.

Xuan Ming was roasted into a pile of ashes in an instant, even Yuan Ling did not escape, and in the end it was too late to scream, and an illusory fruit position was one of the six realms of hell.

It turned into an illusory luster, and was pinched in the palm of the hand by Hongjun Daozu in the eyes of Thunder, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the clouds with a slightly surprised tone.

Confused expression.

Let Huanglong remember deeply.

He had never seen this patriarch.

As a disciple of Chanjiao, whether he is a little unqualified, the patriarch has never seen it, so don't tell me anything else.

(End of this chapter)