Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

Chapter 73 fellow daoist, stay

At the beginning, Sun Wukong pushed to the ginseng fruit tree because it was able to see what is hidden under the ginseng fruit tree through its golden eyes.

It was a corpse with a baby.

Journey to the west does not have to be a great world, the Xiantian elixir has basically disappeared.

The cultivators are all those who sit down and teach their disciples.

Zhen Yuanzi needs spiritual objects to continue the life of the ginseng fruit tree. People with backgrounds, immortals, demons, and ghosts naturally dare not move lightly.

Only a scent of Xiantian origin from a baby can be used to nourish the ginseng fruit tree.

This is also the reason why Wuzhuangguan has a radius of thousands of miles and there are no villages.

However, if you say one thousand, ten thousand, those are the future generations of Zhenyuanzi.

The current Zhen Yuanzi is just thinking about borrowing the elixir to extend the life of the ginseng fruit tree.

“Chu Feng fellow daoist, if you have something to say directly.”

Zhen Yuanzi brought a strange brilliance in his eyes, and took back the terrifying aura around him.

Next to Chu Feng, the huge Magic power cage also disappeared in an instant.

It’s just that Zhen Yuanzi looked at Chu Feng’s gaze at this time, slightly less cautious.

Even the fingers behind their backs still pinch the tactics secretly, if there is anything you can’t agree on?

He would kill Chu Feng here without hesitation.

After all, what Devil Dao has done cannot be spread.

It detracts from the majesty of his ancestor of Earth Immortals.

Chu Feng still glanced at Zhen Yuanzi casually, his complexion was calm, and when he rubbed his palms, a pale yellow aura suddenly formed all over his body. A small yellowish-brown flag stood in front of Chu Feng, exuding a rich black and yellow two. gas.

“This is…Central Mao has a yellow flag??”

“I almost forgot that when Chu Feng fellow daoist was preaching by Dao ancestors, it was the Daoist who pitted the West to attract Daoist.”

Zhen Yuanzi’s tone turned out to be cold at this moment, and there was a slight Killing intent between his eyebrows.

Secretly withdrew the Fajue, his eyes were extremely cold.

When Chu Feng saw this place, he coldly snorted, and said with disdain: “Zhen Yuanzi, I wanted to save you, but I didn’t think you wanted to kill me?”

“good very good?”

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi’s complexion also began to become a little ugly.

For a while, I don’t know how to answer.

“I think you are the fellow daoist of Lao Yun, I will give you some advice today.”

“I hope you know it, read it.”

“Now, this seat will help you cut this evil corpse and help you achieve Hunyuan Wuji Dao Fruit.”

After saying this, a mysterious and mysterious spell suddenly struck out.

Zhen Yuanzi screamed and fell to the ground.

Gradually, the Lingtai began to become clear, and beside Zhen Yuanzi, there was a Daoist who was very similar to it.

This person is the evil corpse of that Zhen Yuanzi.

Earlier, because of the anxiety and the ginseng fruit tree, it happened when the corpse was slashed.

The three corpse gods furiously turned against the guest directly, occupying the original source of Zhen Yuanzi.

Just now, the person who was talking to Chu Feng was the corpse of this Zhen Yuanzi.

Speaking of which, it’s that his original son is not up to the point. If it weren’t for evil thoughts, would it be the case? ?

Zhen Yuanzi’s evil corpse looked at Chu Feng with a look of fear, and then disappeared into the void.

Zhen Yuanzi, slowly got up, facing Chu Feng slightly cupped hands, respectfully said: “Thank you fellow daoist for helping me cut out the corpse, if not, I’m afraid I will have difficulty turning over in this life.”

Chu Feng nodded, his face was calm, and he said, “It’s okay, just let it go!”

After speaking, Chu Feng got up and prepared to leave.

With the mind of Zhen Yuanzi, it is naturally impossible to water the ginseng fruit tree with the flesh and blood of the primordial beings.

However, without watering the flesh and blood of prehistoric creatures, I am afraid this ginseng fruit tree will not live long.

This is a dead end at all, and you will have to ask Chu Feng at that time.

Chu Feng thought while walking.

Why didn’t Yuanzi stop me?

Doesn’t he want to save the ginseng fruit tree? ? ? ?

Shouldn’t this?

Shouldn’t this naive man watch the ginseng fruit tree wither Death?

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Chu Feng.

“Fellow daoist, stay here!!!”

Let me go, listening to these four words, why am I so annoyed when I step on a horse? ? ?

Zhen Yuanzi is not Shen Gongbao. Otherwise, even if Daddy is dead, even if he jumps from here, he will not stay behind.

Turning around slightly, his face calm.

Zhen Yuanzi said this leisurely: “Chu Feng fellow daoist, you said before that there is a way to crack the decline of the ginseng fruit tree, and you still hope that fellow daoist will give you some advice.”

“As long as I can get it out of the Five Villages.”

“As long as it is what Yuanzi of my town can take out.”

“Definitely offer it with both hands, nothing more.”

Chu Feng took a deep breath, this old man could be regarded as hooked.

Hey-hey!

Not in vain, I helped him cut the corpse.

No, these two things have to go together. If you don’t have a good idea, I can’t bear it.

“Jin Yuanzi fellow daoist, is Blood God Xin Luo in your hands?”

The blood god Xin Luo, is the Houtian treasure, will be opened, the size of the basin is like a human heart, the center is a Buddha seal, and the surrounding is bright red. The incarnation of the ancestor of the Styx is refined, and it is infinitely powerful and special. Shura spells.

Thousands of years ago, Zhen Yuanzi went deep into the sea of ​​blood, sheltered with the book from the earth, and obtained the heaven and earth elixir, the same blood lotus.

Unfortunately, encountering the ancestors of the Styx River, under the battle between the two, Zhen Yuanzi took the other side’s blood god with the universe in his sleeve.

Blood God Child: One of the 1.08 billion clones of the ancestors of the Styx River.

It was once claimed that the sea of ​​blood does not wither, and the river of Styx does not die.

After returning, he combined the blood god son with the Western two holy methods to refine Chu, the blood god Xin Luo.

Although it is Houtian’s treasure, the horror of its methods is beyond comparison.

Especially against the Shura clan, there is terror and coercion, unstoppable.

And the reason why Chu Feng wanted this thing was that, considering the spirit beads and the daughter of Styx, Princess Iron Fan had a trace of fate.

If it were the same as in the previous life, the spirit pearl was reincarnated and reborn as Nezha, then the two would just have one side.

But this life is very different. Because of Chu Feng’s intervention, Lingzhu has not been reincarnated, so the fate with Princess Tiefan is naturally unfinished.

This is in case my apprentice really gets along with Princess Tiefan.

There are not a few weapons to take advantage of, how can it be done, then will the Pi Niang of Princess Tiefan give Huohuo to death? ?

Therefore, the blood god Shura was brought by Chu Feng for the spirit beads.

I’m sorry, Lao Niu.

Your daughter-in-law, I received…

No, your daughter-in-law, my apprentice will accept it.

Chu Feng secretly mourned for the Pingtian Great Sacred Bull Demon King for three seconds.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi’s face was a little ugly, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. After hesitating for a few minutes, she still waved her hand and said, “Since fellow daoist likes it, why not give it to fellow daoist?”

After all, the size of the washbasin is as large as a human heart, with a Buddha seal in the center, and the blood god Shura, who is drenched in red on all sides, has already appeared in front of Chu Feng.