Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 63 Six-winged Golden Cicada
A boundless ocean with a hazy glow comes into view.

And above this ocean, there are black lotus platforms emitting innate spiritual light.

These lotus platforms are divided into different grades.

The closest one is the third-grade lotus platform, on which sit immortal figures.

A little further forward is the sixth-grade lotus platform, upon which sit the kings who shape the Dharma realm.

And in the front is the ninth-grade lotus platform, with powerful beings of the Tao Fruit bathed in the light column of the law.

Sitting on these lotus platforms demonstrates one's status as a powerful being of Daoguo.

At the very top, there was a twelfth-grade black lotus of annihilation with a faint glow.

Judging from the aura it exudes, this is actually a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
It can also be called the top-grade innate spiritual root, either name is fine.

Although it was empty, it filled the hearts of all living beings present with awe.

There is no doubt that the empty twelve-tier lotus platform at the top is exactly where the Demon Ancestor Rāhu should sit!

Some people kept silent, while others gathered together and discussed something in a low voice.

Basically, they are immortal and immortal, or king and king, Tao fruit and Tao fruit.

They are divided into three circles, and even if someone shamelessly tries to get in, he will not be able to fit in.

Fu Tu moved forward neither humbly nor arrogantly, creating ripples that spread outward.

When approaching an empty lotus platform, I suddenly discovered something unusual.

That is, not every lotus platform placed here is real.

Most of them are just phantoms, with a little innate spiritual light in them.

Only a small number of them are true lotus platforms, and the criterion for judging them is luck.

Those with great luck are naturally qualified to ride on the real thing!
Those with bad luck can only find a fake one to sit on.

Fu Tu is still confident about his luck and continues to move forward.

Near the position closest to the king, find the third-grade lotus platform and sit down.

This third-grade lotus platform instantly emitted endless dim light, attracting the envy of many people.

Fu Tu didn't care about the gazes of the crowd, but looked around.

The ones in front are all king-level beings, and those sitting in the same row with him are immortals.

The one on the left has no expression on its face, but it emits a faint stench of corpse. It is the spirit of the dead body.

A layer of blood appeared on the surface of the statue on the right, emitting an extremely strong bloody smell.

Only the immortal at the back was better, emitting dazzling golden light from the inside out.

And as his eyes swept over, the immortal behind him nodded to him as a gesture of friendship.

Upon seeing this, Fu Tu also nodded, but in an instant he discovered its true form.

It was a skeleton glowing with golden light, and it turned out to be a bone demon.

Fu Tu was speechless and suddenly wondered if he should change places.

But if I suddenly change my seat, it would be even more impolite, so I immediately turned my attention to the lotus platform below.

His left hand gently stroked the third-grade lotus platform, and waves of extinction came over him.

All distracting thoughts were instantly wiped away, and the soul became ethereal, more suitable for enlightenment. He couldn't help but sigh:
"Rich and wealthy!"

"You are really rich and generous. You are giving enough face to the many creatures present!"

Fu Tu immediately looked at the waves beside him and subconsciously scooped some water with his left hand.

There was no water remaining in the palm of my hand, nor was there any sense of wetness.

It is empty, formless and invisible, but it exudes a chaotic emotional force.

It should have corroded everyone, but it emitted faint light along with the black lotus of annihilation.

All emotions are filtered out and even become nutrients for the Black Lotus of Nirvana.

It can be said that he is untainted by the mud!
It was because of this that Futu suddenly realized that this was actually the sea of ​​​​the soul!

who?

How could it be so vast and boundless?
Could it be the Demon Ancestor’s sea of ​​mind?
Just when Fu Tu was shocked, he suddenly found someone was paying attention to him.

Following the gaze from the dark, I saw a powerful Taoist!
Fu Tu frowned slightly, not understanding why the great Daoguo wanted to look at him?

But as that law pillar was passed, the obscure rhyme of the law of gold and the law of insects was emanated.

Fu Tu understood instantly, and then he found that the Daoguo master was actually walking towards him!
Anyone who exists on this line will instantly feel the heavy pressure.

They only breathed a sigh of relief when this unknown Daoguo master passed by them.

Until it stopped beside Fu Tu, everyone showed interest.

"who are you?"

Fu Tu couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he knew that he was definitely up to no good, so he asked directly.

Such an impolite attitude made everyone present's eyelids jump, and they couldn't help but reveal a hint of pity.

Fortunately, this is Luohou's temple, otherwise I would have been beaten to death on the spot.

Even death may be a happy thing, and I don’t know how much torture I will suffer. But after the sermon is over, it must be the time of disaster, everyone thought.

The Daoguo master removed the laws on the surface of his body, gradually revealing his true appearance.

He was dressed in a golden feather robe, with red lips, white teeth, delicate features, and was quite handsome.

A dazzling golden hair shawl, flowing with golden rays, makes her look like a god.

His eyes were so cold and indifferent, without a trace of humanity.

It was like two sharp steel knives, trying to pierce through Fu Tu's soul.

"I am Venerable Golden Cicada."

"From the moment you came in, I felt a certain connection. Can you tell me about it?"

Although the voice was soft, it was firm and decisive, leaving no room for Fu Tu to utter any question.

It seems that if you dare to resist, you will soon be hit by a thundering blow.

Threat, naked threat.

Fu Tu looked at Venerable Jin Chan with a stern gaze, without fear.

So what if the other party is a Daoguo master?

He was not afraid at all and did not care about the other party's threats at all. Instead, he asked first:
"Venerable Jinchan, have you ever met anyone else in your long life?"

"You know!"

Venerable Jinchan understood what he heard. What Futu wanted to ask was, had he ever met other insect-level sacred beings?

"What if we meet, what if we don't?"

"If we meet, will there be some kind of connection as soon as we meet?"

"You're asking me?"

Venerable Jinchan frowned, a red light appeared in the depths of his eyes, revealing a ferocious look.

"Forget it if you don't tell me!"

Fu Tu was not afraid at all and looked at him calmly.

The space suddenly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

There was an air of deathly silence, and the onlookers stared at Fu Tu as if he were a dead person.

And the creatures sitting next to Fu Tu felt even more uncomfortable.

"I once encountered Huang Jiao, but I didn't have the same feeling as now!"

Venerable Jinchan shook his head, conveyed the information through secret means, and then looked at Futu, hoping that he could give an answer.

"That's it!"

"Then don't pursue it any further. I'm afraid it won't be a good thing."

Fu Tu's face looked a little ugly, and he finally understood that there was something wrong with his origin.

Attracting all the holy insects to pounce on him, he must have been tricked.

But such an ambiguous answer made Venerable Jinchan furious.

The divine eyes instantly turned scarlet, with hideous and twisted bloodshot veins appearing.

The terrifying murderous intent emanated from his body and permeated the entire space.

It made all the living beings present feel a tingling sensation on their skin and a chill all over their bodies.

"It is what it is."

"It won't be a good thing if we continue to investigate!"

Fu Tu was feeling annoyed and was in no mood to pay attention to the other party.

Venerable Jinchan's breathing gradually became heavy, and he felt as if he had been tricked.

Who is he, Venerable Golden Cicada?
The innate sacred ancient alien species with six wings, the only one in the world!
The body is indestructible, not afraid of swords and guns, immune to water and fire, hard to be broken by spiritual treasures, and hard to be hurt by curses.

Normally, it devours endless lives, its appetite is as huge as a bottomless pit, and it exudes a mighty and ferocious power.

Who wouldn’t run away on the spot when they saw Him?
Even Daoguo didn't dare to provoke Him easily.

But now?

His attitude was good enough, but he still didn't get the answer he wanted.

For a moment, he was so angry that he stared at Fu Tu with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to swallow it in one bite.

The air was filled with a thick sense of tension, as if a conflict would break out at any second.

Although this is the Demon Ancestor's dojo, the reputation of Venerable Jinchan is too terrifying.

No one can guarantee that nothing will go wrong!
What if?
What if it goes berserk?

Thinking of this, the many immortals sitting next to Fu Tu, and the many kings in front.

They left this place as if they were escaping for their lives, leaving a large vacuum area around them.

Only Daoguo remained motionless, and all of them looked as if they were enjoying the show.

(End of this chapter)