This Huanglong is a bit stable

Chapter 89 The Hero of the Women's Middle School
Yuanshi saw Huanglong and Randeng, couldn't bear their years of Taoism, turned into fly ash, 36 heavens in the fairyland, let go of the restraint, and with a swoosh, Huanglong fell and sat on a cloud.

"Is this the fairyland where Sanqing evolved?"

Ran Deng was a little distracted, looking at the vastness of the fairyland, there are eighteen layers on the top and eighteen layers on the bottom. The two sit in the center, a cloud pillar reaching the sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun, and there is a pagoda shining with golden light inside.

Suppress the world.

"Haotian Tower!"

Even the Sanqing cannot refine a world out of thin air, there must be a support, the Haotian Tower is an innate spiritual treasure, and it is only a little short of the innate treasure, and it can cross the threshold.

They wanted to build a fairyland on top of the ruins, but they were actually putting it on top of the original Da Luo Tian. Huang Long understood why Nuwa could just walk around on the throne in the ruins.

Without the Daluotian origin of the divine court, the fairyland is actually a rootless duckweed. Although it has the ability to evolve, Yuanshi divided the fairyland according to the thinness of the aura and the purity of the aura of lightness.

Shinto will not perish!

Then Nuwa's calculation will come true.

As for the Haotian Tower as a thing to suppress the Immortal Realm, it is naturally a certificate they gave to the Immortal Emperor, but this thing is not something Huanglong can get his hands on.

The origin of Da Luo absorbed in the Qingyun Golden Lantern.

Spread out.

Huanglong was a little dumb, but he didn't suppress it. As for the lamp, it turned into its own body, and the coffin fell into silence. Mysterious ripples suppressed Luo Tian's essence that he had absorbed so hard.

Within the fairyland.

Huanglong reflected his primordial spirit on the heavens, looked at the half-fulfilled heavens, and suddenly found that the rules of operation of the fairyland under his feet were changing, and they were being eroded by the original Da Luotian again.

To be precise, it is assimilation.

Seeing that the efforts of the Sanqing sages will be in vain, Huang Long is a little anxious, but he can't spoil the master's plan just because he is greedy for the source of the spiritual treasure for a while.

Then his position in explaining and teaching may gradually be marginalized in the future.

The Qionglou Yuyu in the heavenly court, under Huanglong's eyes, rose from the ground and flew into the Daluotian. Through the misty fairy light, Huanglong saw a horrifying scene.

The ruins under Nuwa's feet gradually became more and more beautiful.

Qionglou Yuyu!

The clouds and mist are lingering, giving people an unreal feeling. Gradually, the hazy fog recedes.

Several hundreds of feet of giant pillars stand majestically, and the golden coiled dragon patterns are engraved on the pillars.It was like a living creature ready to move, coiling upwards on the pillar.

As if it would rush out at any moment and roar up to the sky, dozens of pillars ended.There is a looming huge hall.The golden light of the giant hall circulated, emitting golden light in the clouds and mist.No matter who it is, in front of the giant hall, there is an urge to kneel down and worship!

Emperor Wa is alive again!

She was wearing a red floor-length dress, with pink patterns embroidered on the large hem, and a light smokey purple silk that was about ten feet long was wrapped around her arm. She had a thin waist and was tied with a purple brocade belt inlaid with emeralds.The jet-black hair was tied with a lavender ribbon, and a few strands of hair mischievously hung down her shoulders, making the fragile skin even whiter.There is no makeup applied to the face, but it is fresh and moving.

Incredible.

At the same time, Huang Long also noticed that his Qingyun Golden Lantern was connected to a fairyland, giving him the illusion that he was in control.

At the same time, the Qiankun Furnace turned into a beam of light and was grasped by a jade hand.

Without Da Luotian as the foundation, as for the Immortal Realm, it is just a wrecked ship swaying on the waves, which is in danger of being dismembered at any time, and the remnants of gods and spirits in it emerge from the ruins one by one.

Facing the palace where Nuwa was, he saluted and said, "Thank you, Madam, for your kindness in rebuilding."

The air of good fortune turned into a flesh body, the gods with their eyes opened, respectfully kneeling on the white jade steps outside the Wa Palace.

Huang Long was completely shocked by Nuwa's way of turning her hands into clouds and turning her hands into rain.

On the prehistoric world, are all these male gods all trash? No wonder he can become the first saint after Hongjun. This is what ordinary people really can't learn.

Even the sages of the Three Purities may have to bow down.

He already has the idea of ​​changing the lintel, but Fuxi can only look after Nuwa's sage's methods, which are unpredictable, and first secretly control Empress Pingxin in the Netherworld.

Now he still has the energy to fight Sanqing.

It is worthy of being a hero in the female middle school.

It's just that Huanglong's current situation is quite embarrassing. The eighteen heavens above his head are faintly collapsing. If it hits him, Huanglong's physical strength may not be able to carry the heavy responsibility.

If the heavens collapse like this, and Yuanshi has no time to suppress them, the 36 heavens of the Immortal Realm lifted up by one hand will turn into monstrous karma, even if Daoist Hongjun fits into the heavens.

I'm afraid it's not easy to do something unfair.

Karma added.

Yuanshi Tianzun's sage status may be knocked down.

A pleasant ringing sound suddenly came from Wa Palace: "The price has changed. I originally asked for ten heavens, but I overestimated you. Now I want half of it."

Sanqing looked at each other.

Unable to hold back his face, the sage of Taiqing threw the Taiji diagram from his cuff and landed under the Haotian Tower. The yin and yang fish grew with the wind, the clear air rose, and the turbid air fell, temporarily stabilizing the Eighteen Heavenly Palace.

"Nuwa Empress, as the emperor of the God Race, doesn't she make a living for all?"

Yuan Shi looked heavy.

Watching vigilantly at the figure of Nuwa above the throne covered by clouds and mist.

"What does the Heavenly Court of Xuanmen have to do with my God Clan?"

Huang Long hurriedly transmitted the voice: "Master, there is still half of Da Luo Tian's origin, which has not been refined yet."

Yuanshi Tianzun understood, and communicated with Tongtian, Tongtian stepped forward directly, and the Qingping sword in his hand fell, standing in the center of Da Luotian, with gray mist.

He was taken into the fairyland by him.

A mysterious barrier can be seen with the naked eye, stabilizing the eighteen layers of heaven, and the Tai Chi diagram of the Taiqing sage was taken back. Unfortunately, the eighteen layers of heaven under Huanglong's feet, Huanglong spit out a dragon ball.

Smudged with Qingyun's golden lamp, the dragon becomes Fandutian, and the supreme Changrongtian, Huanglong's indirect can be regarded as a big profit.

Occupying the second of the four Brahma heavens is second only to the third heaven where the saint of Sanqing resides. Under the saint, these two heavens are dominated by him, Huanglong Daoist, and even the emperor of heaven in the future.

I'm afraid it can only be located in the 32nd heaven.

Because Ran Deng turned into a coffin board, he didn't see a part of Da Luotian's origin that he had absorbed released. It can only be said that he missed this opportunity, the choice of Ran Deng.

Huang Long also knew a thing or two.

The 24 days in the west were transformed by burning lamps with Dinghai Shenzhu, but Lingbao is only one of them, and it needs the origin of Daluotian to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven.

Burning the lamp can be regarded as earning money.

By virtue of this, the Taiqing sage slapped the Haotian Tower, and mysterious auras erupted from it, and the impenetrable fairyland was completely formed, followed by the Qingping sword in the hand of the Tongtian leader.

Evolve a side of the sky.

A towering pillar.

From bottom to top, the Immortal Territory was completely integrated with Da Luotian.

Huanglong looked at Nuwa who was shaking her fan lightly outside the fairyland, and always felt that she did it on purpose. He quietly absorbed half of the origin of Da Luotian, and the other half was cut off by Huanglong and Randeng. The rest seems to be waiting for Sanqing to come into play.

(End of this chapter)