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

Ying Long opened his mouth wide in surprise, and tugged at Lin Feng beside him, but he remained calm and smiled, "Just watch the show!"

Ying Long is in a hurry, these important people are here, watching a play, what play are they watching?

"open!"

With a wave of Hongjun's hand, the boundless and terrifying restriction, like an obedient child, disappeared without a trace in an instant in front of him.

Ying Long frowned slightly, looked into the restriction, except for some magic weapons that were about to be conceived, the huge stone platform was empty, not a single hair could be found.

"Grandpa, what is he looking for?"

As soon as the words fell, Ying Long hurriedly covered his mouth, for fear that Na Hongjun would hear them. When he saw that Hongjun couldn't notice them at all, Ying Long looked at Lin Feng beside him again. The master he followed, The same cow beep.

Hongjun looked at the stone platform without even a hair, and frowned slightly, "Could it be that I came to the wrong place, it's impossible, the way of heaven guides, this is here."

Heaven!

Ying Long felt that he had never been surprised so many times in his life.

A weird guy who claims to be able to sanctify whoever he is, can even be connected with the Heavenly Dao, so why not be so fierce.

What is Heaven?

All creatures born in the prehistoric world know that it is a great horror. If you let you live, you can live, and if you let you die, you will die. No one can say it.

And from the moment of birth, Ying Long heard about the sanctification from Zu Long.

I also know that only by being sanctified can the supreme immortality be achieved in the true sense, otherwise, everything is just empty talk, and it will be turned into ashes in the long river of prehistoric time.

"Impossible, this is impossible, no, no, no, no, no, this is wrong..."

At this time, Hongjun was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, searching on the bare and gray stone platform, but after searching, after searching, there was not a single hair.

Unwillingly, he raised his head, looked at the endless sky, and shouted, "Heavenly Dao, you tricked me, is it easy to bully me when I'm Hongjun?"

rumbling...

Accompanied by a sound of doubts about the way of heaven, a thunder of the purple sky descended from the sky, and struck Hongjun who had nowhere to dodge.

Seeing this, Ying Long laughed immediately, and said to Lin Feng, who was half-closed, "Master, look at this guy, he can't pretend to be struck by lightning, God, that's something he can question, don't look at it." Look at what he has!"

Hongjun, who had been chopped off, was still furious, and pointed at Tiandao, "Tiandao, as promised, there are seven Hongmeng purple qi here, and there are supreme secret treasures, things, you can't play like this if you lie to me Well, trough, I was bullied by Shi Chen Yangmei and the others when I was in chaos, and you still lied to me when I was in the wild..."

rumbling...

This time, Zixiao Shenlei came more urgently and fiercely, like a violent storm.

For a moment, the entire top of Buzhou Mountain was forcibly smashed down hundreds of meters by the berserk Zixiao Shenlei.

Hongjun standing on the stone platform has long since withered.

This is Zixiao Shenlei, representing the way of heaven, no matter how strong he is, even if he is about to become a saint, he is a dish in front of the way of heaven.

"Hahaha……"

"This idiot..."

"Killing me……"

Ying Long looked at Hongjun who had been split into a black body, and where there was still a half-immortal appearance, rolling on the ground with his belly in his arms.

In fact, Tiandao didn't cheat Hongjun at all.

It's just that some things were caught by Lin Feng first.

But this is the top of Buzhou Mountain, and if you are not a quasi-sage, you are not qualified to come up, not to mention the terrifying prohibition blessing. If the secret treasure here is calculated according to the normal trajectory, only Hongjun can take it.

But now, he's taking a shit.

Chapter 22 Three strikes Hongjun, negotiating with Heaven

Without the primordial purple energy, how could he become a saint, and how could he appoint six saints?

Without the Taiji diagram, Pangu banner, and Qingping sword, how could he fool Sanqing into messing with him?

Without the congenital gourd vines and those few congenital gourds, as well as many secret treasures, how could he pretend to beep after preaching in Zixiao Palace in the future!

Hateful!

Hongjun sat dejectedly on the unique stone platform, and looked at the sky unwillingly, "What do you want me to do, I have nothing, what am I playing with, playing with chicken feathers? God, you can't fool me like this , anyway, I am also the Chaos Demon God, okay, I am a big shot in the same period as the Great God Pan Gu, if you deceive me like this, won't your conscience hurt you?"

Hongjun was thinking about it, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Ying Long stopped laughing at this time, he looked at Hongjun, and then at Lin Feng beside him, it seemed that his father Zulong was also one of the Chaos Demon Gods, if Hongjun in front of him, then Lin Feng beside him must be too up.

No wonder his father was so afraid of Lin Feng at the beginning, he suddenly remembered that his father seemed to have said before that if he should not be the mount, then it would be his father's turn to be the ancestor dragon.

Hey, what an awesome character this is.

Thinking of this, Ying Long stood behind Lin Feng, who had always shown an air of superiority, and behaved even more obediently.

rumbling...

Another divine thunder fell from the sky.

However, this time, instead of striking Hongjun, he struck towards Lin Feng who was standing not far away.

wow...

The thunder passed through Lin Feng's body, directly manifesting him from the illusion.

kindness?

Hongjun looked over in astonishment, but when he saw Lin Feng, he stood up unbelievably, pointed at him, his fingers trembling, "Shi, Fellow Daoist Shi Chen..."

"Father..."

Ying Long looked at Lin Feng worriedly.

That's the way of heaven, can you compete with the way of heaven?

Ying Long was anxious and wanted to do something, but found powerlessly that in front of Tiandao, it seemed that whatever he did was useless.

"Long time no see, Hongjun."

Lin Feng walked in front of Hongjun with a smile.

Seeing him coming, Hongjun got up and was about to leave, not daring to answer.

But he just made a move, and a ray of purple thunder fell directly at his feet. Hongjun looked at the sky angrily, wanted to scold but didn't dare to scold, so he could only rub his hands in embarrassment, watching step by step. Lin Feng in front of him said, "Daoist Shichen, long time no see, I miss you so much."

"Oh, is that right, go to Chaos to deal with me after sanctification?"

"How do you know... no, Fellow Daoist Shi Chen, listen to me, let's not slap you in the face... ouch..."

Hongjun tragedy.

What is this? I was bullied by Tiandao just now, and now Lin Feng is here again, completely disregarding human feelings.

But there seems to be no relationship between him and Lin Feng.

After being beaten up, Ying Long was dazed by the look of running away with his head in his arms.

Good guy, I'm really a good guy...

This Chaos Demon God is like a reptile in front of his master, hitting and cursing whenever he wants, there is no reason to speak of.

However, why does this Chaos Demon God like to slap his face?

His father, the emperor's ancestor dragon, was like this to the dragon's son and grandson below. Anyone who refused to accept it would slap him in the face. Now it's the same with Lin Feng.

Who learned from whom?

Ying Long couldn't figure it out.

"Get up."

Lin Feng looked at Hongjun with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he stood up in embarrassment, and looked at Lin Feng awkwardly, "You feel comfortable playing, Fellow Daoist Shichen."

"Hate?"

"Hate...how is it possible, don't hate, don't hate."

"The tongue is not the heart."

Lin Feng didn't bother to clean up Hongjun anymore, he lost interest after beating him a few times.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Shichen, why are you here?"

Hongjun rolled his eyes and asked hastily.

Lin Feng didn't even look at him, but raised his head to look at the sky, and said lightly, "Where am I going, do I need you to teach me?"

"Don't dare, dare not, Hongjun dare not..."

Hongjun shook his head like a rattle, his appearance was as low as he could be.

But he kept Lin Feng's words in his heart.

At this time, another purple sky thunder fell from the sky.

But it was fundamentally different from the one that hit Hongjun before. It didn't have any violent look, but it had a taste of spring breeze turning into rain.

The divine thunder landed on Lin Feng's body, and Hongjun's eyes turned red when he saw it.

Look, look, why are you so eccentric.

Why did the divine thunder fall on Lin Feng's body? It didn't matter. On the contrary, it looked like he was giving Lin Feng a massage. Why did it hurt so much when he came here?

Standing there, Lin Feng felt a ray of consciousness emerge, which was not very clear.

This is, negotiating?

Sensing the information in the consciousness is just a few simple words.

But there was no warning, some just asked him to return all the things he took from here, and the primordial purple energy came into being, a total of seven paths, one for Hongjun, and six for others.

All things have their own destiny in the dark.

However, he may have benefited from Lin Feng's huge benefits.

It's not that Lin Feng handed over things for no reason.

This benefit is to give Lin Feng the qualification to walk freely on the prehistoric land.

"I need you to qualify me!"