Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

Tongtian grinned and snorted coldly.

"Come as you like, leave as you like, do you really think that my Kunlun Mountain is fun?"

Di Jun's face suddenly became ugly.

He is the Supreme Nine, the patriarch of the demon clan, and the emperor of the demon court!

After all, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Looking around, the demon clan has no more power to fight.

His brother Donghuang Taiyi is even in a coma.

The innate treasure Chaos Bell is fully resisting the power of the saints, and the consumption is too great.

Di Jun gritted his teeth and responded.

"I wonder what the three saints want to explain?"

Tongtian's face suddenly became cold and snorted coldly.

"You are very unconvinced, how about leaving your brother's life?"

Di Jun responded directly and loudly.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Tongtian's power surged out and said indifferently.

"Then you should correct your attitude to me!"

After hesitating for a moment, Di Jun lowered his head and his voice was no longer high.

"Yes."

This scene was seen by all the disciples of the three religions in Kunlun Mountain.

The Bull Demon King also clenched his fists and showed excitement.

"Master is so handsome, so domineering."

Duobao looked over with a smile.

"I haven't seen Master so angry for a long time."

Lv Yue waved his hand and said excitedly.

"In the future, I will also be as mighty and domineering as Master."

"With a wave of his hand, he controls the life and death of millions of people."

Hearing this, Luo Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Recalling the original Lv Yue in the prehistoric times.

Just that character, it is really the same as Master.

Quite domineering, but too unkind.

Luo Xuan stared at the backs of the Three Pure Ones and suddenly spoke.

"In fact, I still think that what Master Uncle said just now, when did I allow you to go down the mountain, is more domineering."

Xuandu's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and patted Luo Xuan on the shoulder.

"Good boy, you have good vision."

Duobao turned around and smiled.

"Be careful that I tell Master."

Shiji interrupted them timidly.

"That... Master seems to have heard it."

Tongtian looked at them with a cold gaze.

All of them trembled.

Luo Xuan: "Hehe (#^.^#)"

In the ruins of the battlefield, a smile suddenly appeared on my face.

It's not a skill to be praised by your own disciples.

It's a real skill to be praised by the disciples of two junior brothers.

And Luo Xuan is one of Tongtian's most respected disciples.

Tongtian was so angry that he almost fumed.

My disciple, why do you praise me? I'm angry.

His angry eyes instantly fell on Di Jun, and he shouted at him.

"I told you to save Donghuang Taiyi's life, otherwise the demon clan will never get down the mountain, can't you hear me?!"

Di Jun was stunned and responded with gritted teeth.

"In addition to my brother's life, please choose other conditions, Saint Tongtian."

"I really can't agree to it!"

At the same time, he felt a little aggrieved, and did everything the Three Pure Ones said.

How could Tongtian still be so angry.

Laozi said with a smile.

"Haha, my third brother has a bad temper."

"As the eldest brother, I'll tell you."

"Do you have a demon clan... a demon saint named Ji Meng?"

As soon as these words came out, everything was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Countless eyes instantly focused on Ji Meng.

The weak Ji Meng's scales exploded all over his body, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

The sudden pressure made him tremble all over.

He looked at Di Jun and Sanqing in horror, not knowing what had happened.

As Di Jun nodded slightly, admitting the matter.

Yuanshi Tianzun continued to speak along with Laozi's words.

"I have a disciple named Huang Long."

"I wonder if Ji Meng, the demon saint, knows him?"

Ji Meng trembled all over, and his teeth clattered and made a clattering sound.

He felt his heart pounding, his mouth was dry, and he could hardly speak.

How could he not know Huang Long of the dragon clan?

He even sent troops to surround and kill Huang Long and his group before.

When Di Jun saw Ji Meng's appearance, he knew that he had something to hide, and his brows were furrowed.

I'm afraid Ji Meng had something to hide from him.

Thinking of this, Di Jun had no feelings for Ji Meng as a monarch or a minister.

Plop!

Ji Meng knelt down on the ground and cried.

"I beg you... I beg you to spare my life, Saint."

"I was greedy, I deserve to die, I was wrong."

"I am willing to be Huang Long's mount in the future, so that I can be driven by you. I hope you can spare my life."

Bang! ! !

In an instant, Ji Meng exploded, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

His blood and flesh that could be used to refine weapons fell into Yuanshi's hands.

But in the blink of an eye, a quasi-saint disappeared.

Not to mention resistance, there was no sign of the saint's attack.

Ji Meng's blood fell into Huang Long's hands.

Yuanshi Tianzun's voice resounded throughout Kunlun Mountain.

"My poor disciple,"I, as his master, have avenged him."

"If the demons are dissatisfied, feel free to come to Kunlun Mountain to find me."

Di Jun came to his senses and instantly showed the character of an emperor.

He bowed respectfully.

"The demons have no such thoughts. I was hiding something from me before."

"If I knew that Huang Long was taught by the saint, I would definitely punish him."

"Today, he died in the hands of the saint. He deserved to die. It should be his honor! "

The other demon saints also quickly came back to their senses.

They put away their faces and kept silent.

Ji Meng was already dead, so all the responsibility should be put on the dead.

There was no need to let the demon court be angered by the saints and other demon saints fall.

After all... everyone cherishes their lives.

Yuan Shi nodded slightly and said softly.

"I understand the cause and effect of this poor Taoist, big brother, third brother, you can tell me."

Tong Tian pointed his sword directly at Di Jiang and said loudly.

"Twelve drops of Pangu's blood will spare your lives."

"If there is one drop less, an ancestor witch will die."

"Whether to give it or not, you can decide for yourself."

Seeing the master acting like this, the disciples of Jiejiao had little stars in their eyes.

Luo Xuan even raised his arms and cheered, applauding and cheering.

"Master is so handsome, domineering, mighty and domineering! "

He even whistled.

He didn't look like he had just experienced a big battle.

Tongtian's back straightened up.

"At first, Wu Man was chasing my Xuanmen disciples, and later Kuafu wanted to attack my disciple Luo Xuan."

"Are you guys looking for death because the head on your neck is too heavy? "

Di Jiang wanted to refute.

But he thought of Ji Meng's fate just now.

He bit his back teeth and handed over twelve drops of Pangu's blood.

The witch clan guards the Pangu Palace, which contains Pangu's heart.

Only one drop of Pangu's blood is born every 50,000 years.

Pangu's blood is a must for the witch clan to be promoted to a great witch. It is very precious and scarce.

Twelve drops of Pangu's blood are enough to make the witch clan bleed heavily.

Luo Xuan shook his head and sighed.

Tsk tsk, I can be regarded as an alternative to drawing Pangu's blood.

I guess a Pangu in the prehistoric world is about to become a mummy.

All the rest of the eyes looked at Laozi.

Laozi's tone was indifferent, and he didn't take the witches and liches seriously at all.

"The demon clan produced the origin of the true fire of the sun, one top-grade innate spiritual treasure, two mid-grade innate spiritual treasures, five low-grade innate spiritual treasures, and some natural treasures. "

"If each of the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan leaves three more drops of blood, the matter will be over."

"Who is in favor and who is against?"