Great Landlord: Pangu is my parent’s worker

Xuan Yu saw the piece of paper from the table.

Knowing that Lu Xuan needed the Hong Barren Spirit Root.

Lu Xuan helped Zu Wu and the Wu Clan so much.

Now there is finally something Zuwu can help with.

Xuan Yu immediately ran out of the small courtyard.

Found the brothers and told the matter.

The Ten Great Ancestors screamed excitedly.

The great grace of the landlord has always been remembered in their hearts.

Usually they can’t help if they want to.

Now there is finally an opportunity.

Can the ancestral witches not be excited.

Bitter bamboo, bodhi, peach, yellow apricot, yellow plum, baby fruit, golden mulberry.

Bitter Bamboo Bodhi is shameless in the West, and these two guys often travel through floods.

Uncertain whereabouts, not easy to find.

Peach is Kunlun Mountain, which belongs to the Queen Mother of the West.

The ancestral witches are a bit machismo.

I feel that ten men bullying one woman is a bit unbearable.

Huang Xing didn’t know what it was, and Xuan Xi guessed that it should be Xian Xing.

Huang Lizi should be Huang Zhong Li, and Huang Xing does not know the location like Huang Xing.

It’s the same with Jinsan, who doesn’t even know what it is.

The remaining baby fruit, Xuan Yu felt that it should be ginseng fruit.

The location of ginseng fruit is easy to find, just in Wuzhuang Guan.

The ten ancestors immediately opened, and when they reached Wuzhuang Guan, they knocked on the gate.

As soon as Qingfeng Mingyue opened the door, the ten ancestors rushed in.

Zhen Yuanzi is also a great power in the middle of the quasi-saint period, how can people casually break into the Five Zhuang Temple.

Shouted angrily:

“Stop, I didn’t expect that Zu Wu would also peep at Hongmeng Purple Qi, and no one wants to be unfavorable to Hongyun today.”

Red cloud?

Red Cloud is a fart.

An old good man.

Our ancestors didn’t bother to pay attention to him.

Others take Hongmeng purple qi as a treasure.

The ancestral witches thought it was rubbish.

“Zhen Yuanzi, you go to protect your red cloud, we are here to pull out the ginseng fruit tree.”

What the?

Zhen Yuanzi felt that his brain couldn’t turn a little.

He has been guarding Wuzhuang Guan to protect Red Cloud.

Hong Yun got the last Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Refining is extremely slow.

Many people are peeping, wanting to snatch Hongmeng purple qi away.

If it weren’t for Zhen Yuanzi being tough enough.

Red Cloud has long been slaughtered.

As soon as Zu Wu came, Zhen Yuanzi thought that he was here to rob Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Unexpectedly, the target of these ancestral witches turned out to be ginseng fruit trees.

Zhen Yuanzi evolved from the ginseng fruit tree.

The ginseng fruit tree is his lifeblood.

How can you let the ancestral witches take it.

This is worse than the Hongmeng purple qi that robbed the red cloud.

Watching the ancestral witches rush towards the ginseng fruit tree,

Zhen Yuanzi was angry, the book of the earth was sacrificed above his head, and the power of the rolling earth was integrated into his body.

Zhen Yuanzi’s body was infinitely high, and his powerful strength was close to the Later Saint Stage.

“No one wants to touch my ginseng fruit tree.”

“Fuck off.”

Di Jiang was a quasi-saint and slapped over.

Zhen Yuanzi blocked it with his hand and was knocked out.

But it flew back in the blink of an eye.

A punch hit Zhurong, and Zhurong was knocked backwards and flew out.

Zhen Yuanzi is worthy of being the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, and his down-to-earth strength is endless.

If it weren’t for being dragged down by the red clouds, he would have his demeanor to dominate the flood wasteland.

The Book of the Earth shook.

Zhen Yuanzi unleashed nine earth avatars.

The Earth Incarnation entangled the other nine ancestral witches.

He fought with the Dijiang War.

Dijiang is more powerful than Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi’s power is endless, and the earth is not destroyed, and the body is not dead.

The earth-shattering battle made the earth crack like a spider’s web.

Wuzhuang Guan has long been trampled to pieces.

Hong Yun turned pale with fright, this guy is an old and good man, and he is also very afraid of death.

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi was being suppressed more and more, Hongyun was afraid.

“Zhen Yuanzi, I’ll drag you down, take a step first.”

“Don’t go, the ancestral witches are not coming at you.”

Hongyun didn’t believe it at all, he had Hongmeng purple qi on him.

The ancestral witches came to Wuzhuang Guan, how could it not be for him.

After Hong Yun left, the battle between the Ten Great Ancestors and Zhen Yuanzi also quickly reached the last moment.

Although Zhen Yuanzi’s strength is endless, the gap between him and the power of the ten ancestors is too big.

At first, it lasted for a while, but after a long time, it immediately collapsed.

The earth avatar was burst, and the ten ancestors besieged Zhen Yuanzi at the same time.

Zhen Yuanzi dared to fight again.

To take away the ginseng fruit tree and escape.

The law of harvested gold turned into a shocking exercise.

Split the ginseng fruit tree in half.

Zhen Yuanzi screamed, his angry eyes red.

But he knew that he was not the opponent of the ancestral witches, so he grabbed half of the ginseng fruit tree and burrowed into the earth and disappeared.

The ancestral witches laughed happily while holding the ginseng fruit tree.

Can help the landlord find what he needs,

It’s what they’re most proud of.

The ancestral witches decided to find other spiritual roots, and after finding them, they would send them to the landlord.

The red cloud is the first cloud in heaven and earth to incarnate, and the speed is extremely fast.

Fleeing in a panic, he met Zhun Ti, who was about to go to the Zixiao Palace.

The two guys were robbed by the Three Saints, and they were depressed and decided to go to the Zixiao Palace to find a saint to be the master.

I didn’t expect to encounter red clouds.

“Hongmeng Purple Qi, this thing is related to me, and it is just right to fill another holy place for the West.”

The Seven Treasures Tree and the Blessing Devil Pestle fell at the same time.

Hong Yun was killed without even having room to resist.

Hongmeng’s purple qi floated out, causing laughter, and cast the Buddha Kingdom in his palm to grab it.

As a result, Hongmeng purple qi broke into three long and five short and disappeared.

Jun Ti said with chagrin:

“I already knew that Hongmeng Purple Qi was so fragile, so I didn’t have to go all out just now.”

After the two regretted, they continued to go to the Zixiao Palace, and when they arrived at the Zixiao Palace, they found that Hongjun was in retreat.

The two could only wait for Hongjun to get out.

…..

In Lu Xuan’s small courtyard, three more guests came.

Dijun Taiyi, and Kunpeng.

There is no way for Di Juntai to bring Kunpeng here.

The Heavenly Court is extremely magnificent, with thirty-six heavenly palaces, seventy-two treasure halls, and countless jade columns of immortal bridges.

Demolishing the Heavenly Court is an extremely huge project.

Even if the ten demon marshals are all quasi-saints, it will take a long time to disassemble.

And the hardest thing is delivery.

The bricks and tiles of the Heavenly Court are extremely heavy, coupled with the long distance, within the flood and wilderness, only Kunpeng is the most suitable.

But Kunpeng didn’t care.

Even if he controlled Kunpeng with the Soul Control Talisman.

If Kunpeng wants to be lazy, there is no way.

Dijun promised that Kunpeng could enter the high-level of the demon clan in the future and enjoy luck.

But that was later, Kunpeng could not get practical benefits, and always tried to be lazy.

This will seriously affect the speed.

So Di Jun and Taiyi discussed and decided to bring Kunpeng over to meet the landlord.

They believed that as long as they saw the landlord, Kunpeng should know what to do.

“Lord Demon Emperor, Lord Donghuang, what are you bringing me here for?”

Kunpeng looked at the small courtyard in the distance, and his heart was full of doubts.

“This will be the biggest opportunity in your life, whether you can grasp it or not is up to you.”

Di Jun glanced at Kunpeng, if it weren’t for the plan to dismantle the Heavenly Court, he would definitely not have brought Kunpeng over.

Good luck.

Kunpeng’s eyes were full of fire and expectation.

Can be seen by Dijuntaiyi like this.

The opportunity here is certainly extraordinary.

“Let’s go.”

As soon as Di Juntai walked in, Kunpeng hurriedly followed.

This, what a place.

Kunpeng looked around in shock.

Although the view is still the same.

But he could feel the strong aura of Dao Yun.

It’s just that with his realm, he can’t comprehend it at all.

“Dijun Taiyi, I have seen Cheng Lao.”

“Lord Landlord is inside, you go in.”

Jia Cheng waved his hand, and Dijuntai had come a few times.

These two little guys have great respect for the landlord and are very attentive to their work.

Jia Cheng would have a word with them, otherwise with his identity, he would not pay attention to Dijun Taiyi at all.

“Lord Demon Emperor, Lord Donghuang, who is this old man, why do you respect him so much?”

Kunpeng was a little dissatisfied with Jia Cheng’s perfunctory attitude.

Di Jun snorted coldly:

“Don’t talk nonsense, Cheng is always a Dao-level powerhouse.”

“What, what! Avenue level. ”

Kunpeng was stunned in place.

The Flood Barren Heavenly Dao is the Heavenly Dao level.

The old man in front of him turned out to be a Dao-level.

That’s magical.

Kunpeng suddenly thought of Jia Cheng’s words.

“Lord Demon Emperor, what did that senior mean when he said Lord Landlord just now.”

“The landlord is the master of the small courtyard, and Cheng is always the farmer here, who cultivates the land for the landlord.”

Ka.

Kunpeng felt something stuck in his throat.

I can’t even say what I want to say.

Dao level, an existence ten thousand times more powerful than the Flood Barren Heavenly Dao.

Here it turned out to be just servants.

How powerful will that landlord be.

Kunpeng didn’t dare to think and couldn’t imagine it.

I saw that there were also old farmers doing farm work on the other side.

“Dijun Taiyi, I have seen Luo Lao.”

Luo Fu just glanced at it and didn’t even say anything.

Di Juntai saluted and walked forward.

“This old farmer is also a Dao-level?”

“En, Yin Yang Dao level powerhouse.”

Kunpeng is a snort.

Another avenue-level powerhouse.

This landlord is also too powerful, using two avenue levels to cultivate the land.

Hey.

There’s a scarecrow over there.

This scarecrow is holding a top-grade innate spirit treasure in his hand.

Purple electric hammer, killing knife.

God, he traveled through the flood and wilderness and did not find a high-grade magic weapon, and this scarecrow had two on him.

Wait, what’s on the body.

Qiankuntu!

The best innate Lingbao!

He Kunpeng has never found the ultimate innate spirit treasure.

If he had the ultimate innate spirit treasure, he would not be as bitter as he is now.

Look back.

Kunpeng’s throat was stuck.

Two back flags.

One is the superb innate Lingbao central penji apricot yellow flag.

The other one is even more powerful.

It turned out to be the Innate Supreme Treasure Pan Ancient Banner.

Innate treasure.

A magic weapon that Kunpeng did not dare to think of.

If it were given to him, he would have to provide it every day, and he would not be able to lick it every day.

But now it is inserted into the scarecrow, just to scare the birds to play.

Kunpeng has a strong impulse.

Pluck the Pangu Banner and take it for yourself.

But he didn’t dare.

Not to mention that two avenue-level powerhouses are working on the side,

It is that Emperor Juntaiyi can destroy his Yuan God at any time.

This landlord actually used the innate treasure as a scarecrow.

Too extravagant, too arrogant.

I walked along the road and soon came to the gate of the small courtyard.

The sound of jingling came.

Dijun Taiyi did not dare to look.

Kunpeng didn’t know the power of the Gate of Creation, and turned his head to look over.

As if bombarded by a heavy hammer, Yuanshen fell directly to the ground and passed out.

“Waste stuff, it’s so humiliating.”

Di Juntai carried Kunpeng.

When I walked into the small courtyard, I saw Gu Lang cleaning up the wine cellar.

The two saluted Gu Lang, although they did not know what identity Gu Lang was.

It is possible that the landlord must be a Dao-level powerhouse.

After passing through the gate of all wonders, all negative situations are cleared, and Kunpeng wakes up.

Seeing the tens of thousands of spirit roots in the garden, Kunpeng couldn’t help but exclaim:

“I’m not dreaming.”