Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Qingxu Daodezhenjun said with a smile: "The falling treasure money can only drop the treasures flying in the air, but it can't do anything to the weapons in your hands!"

Nanji Xianweng also laughed, "So, as long as we hold all the treasures in our hands and use them, he won't be able to do anything to us?"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun nodded slightly, "That's right."

Nanji Xianweng nodded, and said refreshedly: "Since that's the case, then we have nothing to be afraid of. As for that oriole bird, no matter how powerful she is, we brothers and sisters will rush to her, forgive her and she won't be able to resist it! "

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In the morning, the sky was gray.

The bright and good weather in the past few days has finally come to an end. The dark clouds are very low, and a heavy rain may splash down at any time.

"Boom boom boom——"

A dense and rapid sound resounded in the Xiong tribe camp.

This is a musical instrument invented by Gongsun Yuanxuan. The animal skin is covered on a wooden frame, and the inside is completely closed. If you hit it with a wooden stick or your palm, it will make a loud "dong dong dong".

He called this instrument a drum.

At this time, dozens of warriors from the Xiong tribe were in front of the gate of Emperor Yan's camp, beating the big drums in front of them vigorously. Get excited.

They are shouting.

Even though the weather was not good today, it still couldn't stop their enthusiasm for fighting in front of Emperor Yan's camp.

This behavior has been going on for many days.

As Emperor Yan's battalion keeps hanging up the battle-free card, and the gates are closed tightly, the morale of the warriors under Emperor Yan's command is gradually declining.

Correspondingly, the morale of the Xiong tribe is rising day by day.

Today, they fought in front of the gate as usual. They thought that the other party would continue to be a coward, hiding in the camp and refusing to fight.

Unexpectedly, just after the big drum rang a few times, the closed gate in front suddenly opened, and a large group of people rushed out.

The warriors of the Xiong tribe saw it, picked up the big drum and ran back for their lives.

They're just here to fight, not to fight, and they haven't even brought everything with them.

The changes in Emperor Yan's camp soon reached Gongsun Yuanxuan's ears.

After hearing the news, he calmly prepared his warriors for battle, and then rushed to Yun Zhongzi's residence in person.

In fact, without his notification, Yun Zhongzi and Xiao Huangxi had already known about the strange situation on the battlefield ahead.

After Gongsun Yuanxuan arrived, the three of them rode auspicious clouds to the battlefield.

On the way, Xiao Huangqi told Yun Zhongzi: "Since they dare to come out now, they must be sure to deal with us, so they have to be careful."

Yun Zhongzi nodded, "I reckon they invited the soldiers. These days I interrogated Huanglong, and I learned from him that half of Chanjiao's disciples are in the Baiyao tribe to support Baidi.

They originally thought of a two-pronged approach, mutual assistance in offense and defense.

Now that Yan Emperor's side is frustrated, it is estimated that the other side will definitely come to support. "

"Ah."

Xiao Huangxi nodded, and said curiously: "What about Taoist Huanglong, how did you deal with him?"

Yun Zhongzi "hehe" said with a strange smile: "I originally wanted to use the Jiujiu Scattering Soul Gourd to refine him, but this guy is a Daluo Jinxian, and my magic power is shallow, even if I have the Nine-Nine Scattering Soul Gourd in my hand, if I want to refine it It takes a lot of effort to transform him.

And when I interrogated him, I found that this fellow was quite unpopular among Chanjiao disciples, and his master Yuqing Sage was also alienated from him because he was a rascal.

Speaking of which, this guy is really bad enough, the dignified Luo Jinxian doesn't even have a single innate spiritual treasure.

I feel sorry for him and plan to give him a great fortune. "

Little Huangqi's curiosity was aroused, and she asked, "What good fortune?"

Yun Zhongzi smiled and said: "Isn't our master without a mount? I think he travels with supernatural powers close to the sky, or riding the clouds, which is very hard work, so I want to give this fellow Huang Long to the master as a mount." , can be regarded as my filial piety as a disciple."

Xiao Huangxi nodded, and said with a smile: "You have a heart. It is rumored that Huang Long is a descendant of the ancestor dragon. Although his magic power is a little shallow, he is barely qualified to be a mount for the master."

Gongsun Yuanxuan on the side couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he heard this.

What are my master and uncle discussing?

Don't they know that Taoist Huanglong is a disciple of Saint Yuqing?

If this is used as a mount, even if the sage Yuqing doesn't like Huanglong, he might feel that he can't hold back his face, right?

He only met Liu Bai once, and even though he got a middle-grade congenital spirit treasure Linglong Flame Banner as a meeting gift, he didn't blindly worship Liu Bai like Xiao Huangqi and Yun Zhongzi.

He knows very well that saints are the masters of this prehistoric world.

Although my master ancestor was extremely powerful at first glance, he hadn't become a saint after all.

But although he thought so in his heart, it was deeply buried in his heart.

He knew very well that as long as he dared to say something bad about his master, he was afraid that his master would turn his face and deny him immediately.

Expulsion from the division is light.

After getting along for decades, he understood Yun Zhongzi's character very well.