Hong Huang: I am a disaster to the three religions, and you don’t want to separate?

The Ancestral Dragon inheritance appeared, and the Dragon Gate stood above the East China Sea.

Countless powerful people were attracted and eager to try.

The one who is close to the water gets the moon first, and Ji Meng, the demon saint, couldn't wait.

He instantly transformed into a huge dragon body of millions of feet.

He rushed to the direction of the Ancestral Dragon inheritance at the fastest speed.

As long as he could get the Ancestral Dragon inheritance and the treasures left in it.

His own strength would definitely have another qualitative leap.

It is difficult to improve the strength of the quasi-saint realm.

The opportunity of the Hunyuan Golden Pill has been lost.

Now he must firmly grasp the sudden appearance of the Ancestral Dragon inheritance.

The moment Ji Meng, the demon saint, set off.

The towering figure of the Taiqing Saint appeared again between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the deep eyes like the stars fell on Ji Meng.

If he didn't leave, how could Ji Meng dare to appear?

Ji Meng suddenly felt stiff and breathless.

Standing there like a sculpture, he looked up with a horrified look.

He happened to meet the eyes of the Saint of Taiqing, and his heart was beating wildly.

He felt that his heart was about to burst, and he was in a panic.

He felt guilty, especially after seeing the scene of the Saint's action.

He had an extremely high awe for the Saint.

Ji Meng could only pray that the matter was not exposed.

Countless eyes coveting the inheritance of the Ancestral Dragon were focused on the Saint of Taiqing again.

Laozi's voice without any emotion suddenly sounded.

"You are quite courageous. After calculating the direct disciple of the poor Taoist, you still dare to have ideas about the inheritance of the Ancestral Dragon?"

Once these words came out, it can be said that a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Whether it was the great power of the prehistoric world who was secretly spying.

Or the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and the Xuanmen disciples who escaped from the world, they were all shocked.

The Dragon King of the East Sea was even more furious.

"It turns out that the quasi-saint beast appeared, and we were plotted against."

"Who is it that is so audacious!"

At the same time, the great power of Honghuang and the disciples of Xuanmen were also suspicious.

Xuan Dan showed a thoughtful expression and muttered.

"I have friends everywhere, and I never thought I had enemies."

At this time, Ji Meng was sweating coldly and felt guilty.

Only he knew in his heart that the saint was talking about him.

Ji Meng's brain was working rapidly, and he kept swallowing saliva.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he refuted with his head held high.

"The saints also need evidence when they speak."

"This demon saint led his troops to evacuate the East China Sea, what does the turmoil of the monster have to do with me?"

"You can't just put the hat on this demon saint's head, I don't accept it!"

Ji Meng roared out with the fear in his heart.

Taiqing was still calm and composed, and his emotions were unnoticeable.

His indifferent eyes fell on Ji Meng and never left.

"Is this your last will?"

Ji Meng's eyes were bloodshot and cold sweat was pouring down, as if he had fallen into madness.

"No, you have no evidence, and even a saint cannot do whatever he wants."

The Taiqing Saint lowered his eyelids and gently waved his whisk.

"What I say is evidence."

"Those who dare to plot against my disciples should think about whether they can bear the consequences."

As his voice fell, Ji Meng's face was ashen.

Laozi gently extended a finger and pointed out the black and white, the intersection of yin and yang.

It was as if the three thousand great ways and endless laws condensed at his fingertips.

The majestic spiritual energy between heaven and earth condensed at his fingertips.

Transformed into a blue light column that broke through the boundless space!

It seemed that even time and space were stilled wherever it passed!

The real oppression from the supreme authority of the prehistoric world!

It was like the might of the annihilation of the world by the sage of the heavenly way!

The blue light column appeared in the eyes of billions of creatures in the East China Sea.

The calm offensive instantly covered Ji Meng's body.

The real body of millions of feet actually made a sound of breaking under the heavy load.

Crack!!!

The quasi-saint's body collapsed layer by layer.

The green light contained the rules of life and death, which only broke the body and did not hurt the soul.

In the horrified eyes of countless great powers in the prehistoric times.

Ji Meng's huge body of millions of feet was shattered.

The heart-wrenching pain made him wail.

In less than three breaths, only the Yuanshen was left standing on the sea.

At the same time, his shattered body was wrapped in the Samadhi True Fire.

When the divine fire dissipated, dozens of pills emerged.

It was just a thought for Laozi.

The pills fell into the hands of the Four Seas Dragon King and the injured Xuanmen disciple.

"I use your body to make pills, and this is the price of calculating the personal teaching of this poor Taoist."

At the same time, Laozi felt a little sorry.

If not for the fact that Ji Meng was also an important figure in the catastrophe.

Today, he would have refined his spirit together with his soul.

Ji Meng, who only had his spirit left, trembled all over and was terrified.

At the same time, the demon emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who were far away in the heaven, were shocked and solemn.

I never thought that this fool Ji Meng would dare to plot against the saint's disciple.

At the time when the witches and demons were fighting,Make a stupid move to make enemies with the saint.

More fear of the saint's power, there is no chance of winning.

Laozi on the East China Sea frowned and snorted coldly.

"Are you waiting to snatch the inheritance of Zulong by not leaving?"

The cold voice shook Ji Meng's soul again.

His soul was injured immediately, he did not dare to have any resentment, and hurriedly fled away.

Laozi's eyes fell on the golden dragon gate.

Gently stretched out his hand, and saw a precious orb flying out of the dragon gate.

Under the surprised eyes of the Four Seas Dragon King, it fell into Xuandan's hands.

At the same time, Laozi's voice sounded.

"The inheritance of Zulong can be regarded as reappearing in the world through the hands of this poor Taoist."

"A quasi-saint-level dragon ball is the reward for this time. How about it?"

The Four Seas Dragon King nodded repeatedly, how dare he say no.

They are old and smart, and they know it in their hearts.

Without the help of the Saint Taiqing, it would take a long time for the Ancestral Dragon Heritage to be reborn. As for whether Taiqing helped them to open the Ancestral Dragon Heritage and asked for a reward, what does that matter? "The dragon ball of the quasi-saint dragon, my disciple must keep it well. This thing is also very rare in the prehistoric world." "Whether it is for alchemy or refining, it is a top-grade material." "If you want to improve your cultivation, you can directly absorb the essence of it, and it has many wonderful uses." "However... this thing is in your hands, which is much better than others. When you return to Kunlun Mountain, I will tell you how to use it." Xuandan listened to his master's introduction, and his eyes shone. He quickly put the dragon ball away and responded with a smile. "Master, don't worry, I can't lose this dragon ball." Laozi looked at Xuandan's jumping appearance and smiled slightly. Then his eyes fell on the Four Seas Dragon King again. "I will help the dragon clan to open the ancestral dragon inheritance."

"I will use this dragon gate to give the three religions disciples an opportunity."

"What do the dragon kings mean?"

The four sea dragon kings hurriedly bowed and responded respectfully.

"Saint, you are joking. You opened the ancestral dragon inheritance, and you have the final say on what to do."

"Yes, with this fate, I should give you a chance."

Looking at the four sea dragon kings' wise appearance, Laozi smiled and said nothing more.

At the moment of waving his hand, a dazzling array of magic weapons and natural treasures flew out of the dragon gate.

As if they each had their own spirituality, they fell into the hands of the three religions disciples.

Each was different, some were magic weapons, some were spiritual roots, and some were essence and blood.

The eyes of the three religions disciples suddenly flashed with excitement.