I Am a Taoist Person of Time, Transforming Pangu and Stepping on the Way of Heaven, Suppressing the

Zulong looked at Lin Feng in fear, no, big brother, you are too good at picking, right? Of all the dragons under his command, only Yinglong is the most special, with double wings, almost invincible, and the most powerful One, the existence second only to him among the Dragon Clan.

Zu Long rubbed his hands, not knowing how to speak, "That..."

Lin Feng squinted at him, "Don't want to?"

"No, no, no, that is, can we discuss it, or change it, I have so many outstanding descendants..."

"Or just you?"

"Cough cough..."

Zulong is terrified, don't look at the current Lin Feng's superficially pure human strength, he can crush to death with a single finger, but he dare not, Lin Feng's body is mixed with too much terror, as long as he If he dared to do it, Taoist Shi Chen would rush to the prehistoric wilderness in spite of everything, tear him up and make soup to drink.

Lin Feng must be able to do this kind of thing.

"I don't like crap, you should know that."

Lin Feng patted Zulong casually, "It's Yinglong. If you want to use it in the future, I will let it come back."

The words have already been said for this sake, the face has been given enough to Zulong, if he is still unwilling, then Lin Feng can only ride it.

Seeing Zulong's drooping face, Lin Feng smiled slightly, "Not yet?"

"Ying Long, come here!"

Zulong shouted at the Dragon Clan.

The winged dragon was like a giant terror. Yinglong, whose body was thousands of miles long, came from a distance, riding the clouds and mist. There were many terrifying colors around its body, and just by standing there, it had boundless power.

Ying Long saw that Zulong had turned into a human form, so he didn't dare to be careless. He immediately turned into a yellow-robed Taoist and came to Zulong's side, knelt down on one knee, "Father..."

However, during this process, Ying Long still looked up at Lin Feng from time to time, thinking where did these ants come from, and why Zulong was a little afraid of him.

And he had ten thousand ways in his heart that could crush Lin Feng to death at any time, but he didn't dare to implement it even though Zulong was here.

"You will be his mount in the future."

When Zu Long said this, his heart was bleeding. My son, it’s not that Dad won’t help you. The key is that Dad is also afraid. It's hard for you.

"Father, what did you say, the mount, give it to him?"

Ying Long stood up suddenly, his eyes were red, he raised his right hand, turned into a terrifying dragon claw, and slapped towards Lin Feng.

For the Dragon Clan, dignity is greater than heaven!

Especially these innate first batch of divine dragons have unparalleled respect for dignity, so he recklessly strikes to kill Lin Feng, who in his eyes is like a scumbag.

Lin Feng didn't move, but Zulong beside him was almost scared to death, he slapped Yinglong hard on the head with a slap.

No matter how strong Ying Long is, he is still vulnerable in front of Zu Long. The person who was slapped turned his back on his back and knelt down straight in front of Lin Feng. Even death, it is impossible for me, Yinglong, to be someone else's mount, to be stepped on by others, it is impossible..."

"You are an unfilial son, but you are so filial to me. If you don't sit on this horse, why don't you let your father sit on it?"

Zu Long was furious, and he waved his hand again and was about to hit him. Lin Feng casually grabbed his raised wrist and smiled, "It's okay, it's common for the younger generation to be ignorant."

Ying Long looked at Lin Feng angrily, and didn't pay attention to what Zu Long said just now. If he listened carefully, he would definitely be shocked.

"Junior?"

Ying Long's eyes were burning, and he couldn't figure out why his father asked him to serve as a mount for Lin Feng. He roared in his heart, and another claw emerged, grabbing towards Lin Feng's heart.

Zu Long wanted to stop him, but his hand was held tightly by Lin Feng, and he couldn't move at all. It was so horrifying to see that Ying Long's dragon claw directly penetrated Lin Feng's heart.

However, there was no bloody flesh, let alone blood splatter, and some were just rapidly aging dragon claws that were about to melt away.

"This……"

Ying Long withdrew his dragon claw in astonishment, looked at the dragon claw that was about to decay into a puddle of powder, and looked at Lin Feng in fear, "What's going on..."

Lin Feng glanced at Ying Long indifferently, and raised the corners of his lips, "Would you like to be my mount?"

Ying Long looked at the dragon claw that was about to be destroyed, and then looked at his father who kept winking at him. He dared to disobey Lin Feng's intention, and lay down on the ground without saying a word, "Yes, Ying Long is willing."

As soon as the words fell, the dragon claw that seemed to travel through millions of years just now, like a dead tree in spring, returned to its original appearance visible to the naked eye. All this was like magic, incredible.

This……

Where has Ying Long seen such methods?

But Zulong has seen it in the depths of the chaos, not once or twice.

A Chaos Demon God tried to hit Lin Feng's sap, but almost turned himself into a handful of dust. If Lin Feng hadn't stopped, the Chaos Demon God might have disappeared in smoke long ago.

Different from Pangu's Dao of Power, the long river of time is equally terrifying, silently, it only takes an instant for the enemy's body to travel through the long river of billions of years.

The pain of seeing death is even more frightening than those who were hacked to death by Pangu's ax back then.

"Let's go."

Lin Feng yelled and let go of Zulong's hand, but before leaving, he said to Zulong, "Thank you."

"you are welcome……"

Ying Long, who had been rebellious just now, could only obediently follow behind Lin Feng, not daring to breathe.

Who is this person, Zu Long didn't say, he didn't even dare to tell through sound transmission, this person's roots must be great.

It seems that it is not a disadvantage to use such an existence as a mount?

Ying Long, resigned to his fate.

"Where are we going? Or, I will transform the main body and drive you there!"

Ying Long followed behind Lin Feng, very embarrassed.

"Find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"The descendants of Pangu."

Lin Feng smiled slightly, "Just follow along."

Ying Long let out a cry, and silently followed behind Lin Feng, walking in the endless swamp of the Great Desolation without flying, just walking in a calm manner.

To say that Ying Long has a fiery temper, but he just followed Lin Feng for more than a hundred years, day by day, how long is more than a hundred years, this is almost unbearable for Ying Long.

But there is no way, following behind Lin Feng, that's the only way to go.

But how did he know that Lin Feng was just trying to temper his temper, he was too arrogant, even if Lin Feng was not afraid of anyone in the prehistoric times, but if he miscalculated, something might happen to Ying Long.

Grinding his temper can be regarded as saving his life.

After all, the future of the Dragon Clan rests on this kid.

And the reason for being involved with Ying Long, maybe anyone who has traveled to the prehistoric world will have some thoughts in his heart. The descendant of the dragon has been called for five thousand years, and it is not for nothing.

Chapter 21 Anxious Hongjun, Heavenly Dao, you cheated me

Thousands of years are gone in a flash.

From the fiery temper at the beginning, Ying Long gradually became calm, and just followed behind Lin Feng, walking and watching all the way.

No one spoke on the road, Ying Long opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

And during these ten thousand years, Lin Feng used the power of time to find the remaining [-] ancient demon gods, and none of them could escape his sight.

But when he found Hongjun, he saw that this fellow had reached the stage of quasi-sage and was about to become a saint.

Lin Feng was also slightly surprised.

With the help of the Great Dao and the blessing of the good fortune jade plate, the speed of improvement in cultivation is not slow.

However, Luo Hu is not inferior, he is also the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

But the distance from becoming a saint is still a bit short.

Not surprisingly, Hongjun will be born soon.

In addition to these, Lin Feng also found Sanqing, and found countless existences that have been born and left a lot of color in the future.

For thousands of years, Lin Feng visited almost every inch of the prehistoric land.

It's just that Ying Long who was following him didn't know about it at all, because they spent ten thousand years circling around the barren forest near Buzhou Mountain.

After all, Ying Long couldn't bear his temper and asked, "Master, where are we going next? Stopping around like this is not an option."

Lin Feng paused, looked at Ying Long beside him, and smiled slightly, "Let's go, I'll take you to the theater."

Go to a play?

Ying Long was a little surprised, but he still followed Lin Feng silently, and walked towards Buzhou Mountain, but it was a thousand miles away from Buzhou Mountain. If he walked this way, he would have to go to the Year of the Monkey.

Ying Long smiled sarcastically, "Master, why don't I drive you there."

"Alright."

Lin Feng laughed, jumped onto the top of Yinglong's head, and flew towards the top of Buzhou Mountain with Yinglong's dragon chant resounding through the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of miles are covered in less than one breath.

Ying Long, who came to the top of Buzhou Mountain, stood beside Lin Feng proudly, waiting for Lin Feng to praise him, but Lin Feng still looked calm, this whole Ying Long was embarrassed, okay?

But at the next moment, Ying Long suddenly saw that Lin Feng just raised his hand, and together with Lin Feng, his figure directly turned into nothingness.

What happened?

Ying Long looked at Lin Feng in surprise, and saw that he was looking not far away. There, there was a figure holding a whisk in his hand, who was guided and came step by step.

Seeing him in high spirits, with a high-spirited temperament, he landed on the top of Buzhou Mountain in a fairy-like manner.

"Master, why do I think he deserves to be beaten so much?"

Ying Long muttered beside Lin Feng.

Lin Feng just smiled slightly, the current Hongjun really deserves to be beaten up, what is this called, the success of a villain?

But thinking about it, in the chaos, he was supposed to call Pangu brothers and accompany him to kill Hongjun, the innate demon god, but Lin Feng cut him off, and was beaten by Yangmei, Lin Feng, and Pangu successively. The aggrieved heart is deeper than the sea of ​​bitterness.

How good it is now, he has fallen into the prehistoric world, how many people can compare with him in this achievement, and he should be complacent.

"In the future, I will become the Dao of Heaven, immortal and immortal!"

Hongjun stood in front of the prohibition on the top of Buzhou Mountain, looking very proud, and laughed, "Even who can become a saint in the future is up to me, hahaha..."

This man has such a great background!