"Honghuang: Start with meeting Chiyou's mount"!

"I heard that the Emperor of Heaven had left the Gods' Platform, so how could he dare to take the Gods' List? In front of the newly sealed gods, he could only give it to Senior Brother Xuanniao and Master Xuandu, and hurried to Pantao Garden. He never summoned the immortal officials in the Yunxiao Palace again."

"What's this? I heard that Gods in the five directions of the east, west, south, north and middle were enthroned in one volume. His authority in the Heavenly Emperor suddenly decreased by half, and there were many gods of all sizes, tsk tsk"

Two creatures with dragon horns walked on the jade steps of Wuliang Mountain. Looking around, the entire mountain path surrounded by immortal mist was walking on the Taoist true cultivation.

Next to the mountain road, countless immortal medicines radiating divine beauty are growing, emitting an astonishing fragrance. There are also some withered plants, which are obvious that time has been too long and cannot break through their own limits. With a sound of essence, it turns into medicinal mud and blends into this blessed land of the cave, and the seeds of Nirvana have become immortal medicine.

Looking down at the mountain, you can see a colorful jade dragon standing across, like a continuous snowy ridge, vast and boundless, with a majestic dragon head high, a huge pair of corners flowing crystal clear, and the scales shine brightly, chanting in the sky, as if it is real.

"This is the fairy jade that the Dragon Clan in the West Sea has dug up to 1 billion miles of seabed to collect! I don't know how many shrimp soldiers and crab generals were exhausted?"

"It's better to be exhausted than to be swallowed by the King of Ming Dynasty in Lingshan?"

"Fortunately, I had a foresight in the East China Sea. Otherwise, I, Erlong, would have been the prince of the East China Sea, how could I make up for the vacancy of the immortal officials in the mountains?"

The two dragon clans from the East China Sea were a little gloating at first, but when they mentioned the golden-winged roc, they became a little afraid.

Legend has it that the four disciples of the ancestor Feng Ling swallowed hundreds of real dragons in the Western Lingshan Mountains when they were happy, and even hundreds of them in their spare time, and even thousands of them were angry. Year after year, most of the original Tianlong people were eaten less.

Regardless of whether it was the intention of establishing power for Lu Ya or not, just such cruel rumors reminded the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas that was once dominated by the Kunpeng Demon Master.

So both dragons were secretly glad that the East China Sea Dragon Clan had already given a letter of fame to Wuliang Mountain. Now they were leaning against the ancestor Feng Ling, the first saint of the prehistoric world, and there was a sign of returning home. They wanted to squeeze through the East China Sea to the largest tree of Wuliang Mountain to enjoy the cool air.

Two dragons, who were secretly happy in their hearts, took two more steps and saw a young man walking towards him. He was wearing a light black silk Taoist garment, red face and black beard, and had cloud shoes. He was seven feet tall. At first glance, he had a fairy-like Taoist stalk.

Behind him was a female cultivator in the fairy clothes, and the two of them smiled and walked down the mountain together.

"The male cultivator just now seemed to be a god, but the female cultivator was a Xiaoyao Immortal Cultivator?"

"I'm afraid it's not those disciples of the two sects who just responded to the disaster?"

"Thanks to the kindness of the ancestors, otherwise what they did in the past few years would have turned into dust! Now that they have a priesthood, sentient beings must respond to what they want, but it can be considered atonement for sentient beings!"

The two dragons watched the two walk away, but no longer cared about it. There were all kinds of wonders in Wuliang Mountain. Even if you spend thousands of years walking from the south of the mountain to the north of the mountain, you can see amazing people or things everywhere, so that Wuliang Mountain is now firmly known as the "little prehistoric world".

"Oh! The battle has begun!"

"Hurry! Otherwise you won't be able to occupy a good place!"

They were still thinking about taking advantage of Yaxing to take a few more steps, but they saw the jade piece in their arms shining brightly.

The two dragons quickly blew up their feet, and did not dare to break the rules and fly up. Instead, they used magic spells to run towards the huge jade dragon at the foot of the mountain.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I felt the size of the jade dragon, winding thousands of miles, each scale was more than ten meters wide, and it was carved from a whole piece of fairy jade, with a faint brilliance.

On the dragon head, there was only a ball of Taoist pillows, and a young man with five-colored divine light was sitting cross-legged on it, looking down at the fierce battle on the huge jade plate held by the jade dragon with interest.

The golden snake, about a hundred feet long, was held on the ground, stood on its body, its golden scales were flashing, and it spitted out a snake's letter, hissing, making people shudder.

The golden snakes with four heads looked cold, and they all held their heads and walked through the ashes, with a majesty that was so powerful that many people watching the battle trembled.

In front of him was an eight-armed witch boy, with green skin full of totem. However, the witch was not in good condition, and two of his eight arms had been broken and his body was covered with scars.

"You can't surrender quickly!"

One of the golden snakes, the head of the snake, hissed, making people stand up, and the cold snake eyes were very intimidating, with a wisp of light, making people feel cold.

"Sister..."

The snake Xinzi vomited slightly, and a golden light shot out, slashing towards the head of the witch boy like a train.

"call out"

The witch clan boy's eyes were full of divine light, and two dragon-shaped pillars of light were shot out, slashing the horse straight, colliding in the void, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

"A mere worm!"

The young man of the witch clan rushed forward regardless of his injuries and took the initiative to attack.

The body of the golden snake is snake-shaped. It swings gently to split the void. This is the real teleportation, which is hundreds or thousands of feet away at once, and is the Tengser technique.

Their ancestor was the ancient Tengsnake. Flying was their most primitive instinct secret technique, which was extremely fast and rarely seen in ancient times. When Ye Su came back from Zixiao Palace, he killed a Tengsnake in the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal. He never thought that this strange beast had survived two great disasters and now has a hero again.

After the war between humans and witches, the witch clan, who rarely sees again, is now quite extraordinary. Although he is seriously injured, the totem on his body becomes even more lifelike after being stained with blood. A green real dragon flew out and coiled on his left hand, and a bright red fairy phoenix flapped its wings on his right hand. Both showed a peerless murderous aura. The totems were combined and powerful, and they rushed towards the golden snake.

The golden snake flicked its tail suddenly, and a golden snake body pressed down like a golden fairy sword, shattering the void, only one meter long, but it was even more terrifying than a star falling.

This is a sound of breaking through the golden stone, shattering the Cangyu, and the golden snake tail is invincible, colliding with the witch boy's Azure Dragon and the Immortal Phoenix Totem.

The jade plate ring cracked, and the golden snake tail shattered everything. Although the totem body was broken, it immediately condensed again and slashed at the golden snake.

"roar……"

The sound of the snake was even more powerful than the dragon roaring in the Nine Heavens. It was extremely penetrating, and four huge heads were directly rolled over.

The witch clan's gaze instantly was extremely fierce, and the essence and blood were ignited without any hesitation. In an instant, the whole body was full of golden light, as if hundreds of thousands of volcanoes were resurrected at the same time, and the waves of fire spirits soared into the sky and flooded the world.

He was like a divine furnace that opened the world, shining with eternal light, golden fists shook the sky, and his six arms were strong and powerful, so he wanted to forcibly pinched the four snake heads.

boom!

This was a terrible collision. Six golden fists and four golden snake heads fought together. The sound of the collision was like a clang of fairy iron clang, resounding throughout most of the valley, shaking the sound of scales on Yulong Mountain.

God can be violent, like the surging sea!

The void was drawn with its strength alone, and the terrifying aftermath of the battle pounced on the Jade Dragon would probably collapse in a corner, but when it swept through, a faint five-colored divine light flashed out, directly erasing everything.

"So what if I get the true legend of the underworld? It's no longer the same as your witch clan today!"

The golden snake shot over, arrogant and domineering. When it came up, it swept across thousands of troops. The snake's body was like a golden chain of immortals, and it was not afraid of the body of the witch clan at all. It was to force the strength of the body.

The young man of the witch clan opened his six arms, shaped like a golden dragon scissor, crossed the sky and faced the golden snake. A series of blazing lights were emitted, and the sky and the earth were like ironclad, making people's ear bones cracked.

This is a wonderful battle. The collision between the golden fists and the golden snake body is like the sound of the divine drum in the heavenly court, and the fists are coming to the flesh. It is trance back to the beginning of the ancient opening of the sky, and the ferocious beasts and the witch tribes are fighting fiercely in the world.

Nowadays, not only are there many creatures watching the battle in the valley, but Ye Su and Houtu are paying attention to the battle with interest in Wuliang Palace.

"This little witch clan is captured by the Golden Snake's attack method. Once the secret technique is used, it will be defeated."

The saint could see the victory or defeat at a glance, but Ye Su still commented: "But his potential is still very good, the great witch has hope."

Houtu, who was in the green shirt, lazily laid on the cloud bed in the Taoist Palace and said casually, "Then let Lu Ya accept him as a disciple, right?"

"Why don't you train him?"

"I'm not a stubborn boy. I said that the underworld was too small and refused to wait. I asked him to go to Chiyou to practice hard, but I felt that it had damaged my temperament. I insisted on going to the gate of Wuliang Mountain."

Hou Tu twisted the Bodhi seed handed by Ye Su, then put it into his mouth, and easily bit it into pieces and ate it.

Then she chuckled and said, "When we were looking at Lingshan from afar, I was experiencing whether the fruits produced by the innate Bodhi tree could be eaten. Now, when I tasted them, they tasted pretty good!"

When Ye Su heard this, when his palms turned, there were more than a dozen Bodhi seeds on his hand that could increase the enlightenment of those who practice Taoism. They were born from the innate Bodhi tree and had a supreme position in the original Western religion. Now, in Ye Su's hands, they were like immortal fruits picked everywhere, and were given to Houtu to taste.

Houtu was not sorry, so he caught them all, ate several times in a row before asking, "Do you really want to take an apprentice?"

"How many creatures have fired under his nose, and what are they saying if they don't see him?"

Ye Su glanced at the water mirror technique in front of him. When the secret technique of the witch clan boy on the ring failed, the Golden Snake waited for the opportunity to sweep the witch clan boy off the ring in one fell swoop.

A fierce battle ended again.

At this time, Ye Su slowly said: "Kong Xuan was once the leader of fighting for three thousand years. He was worshiping Wuliang Palace for a hundred years before he worshipped me."

"If you want to accept disciples now, you must be one of the top people in the battle, otherwise you will never be in his eyes."

When Houtu saw that the witch boy had been defeated, he suddenly lost interest.

"Forget it! Forget it!! I won't hold you back!"

"Or otherwise those guys, after waiting for so long, would you think you would be the airs of the number one saint!"

She stood up and looked up above the Shangdao Palace, but her eyes saw the various wonders above Wuliang Mountain through the obstruction.

The purple air came from the east for 30,000 miles, and the old man rode a green cow in it.

In the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot, there was a Heavenly Lord holding the divine banner and silently speaking.

Between the sword energy, a young man came with his sword.

Above the golden phoenix, there is a goddess who lightly lowers her eyes in the colorful glow.

"There is still some time before the agreement is made to go to Chaos, but a few fellow Taoists are anxious, are you waiting?"

Ye Su shook his head with a smile, but he still stood up and left the Taoist palace. A blooming Manzhu Shahua followed him out. The voice of Tu Qingli behind him came: "It's nothing about Kaitiancheng or Bucheng. As long as you can go back to heaven and earth, this prehistoric world will be under your control."

"Don't worry, I'm in everything in the mountains!"

Between him and Houtu, he would no longer say anything, nor would he turn back and just nodded slightly. Ye Su, wearing a blue shirt, disappeared in front of Wuliang Palace.

"mountain peak!!"

"The peak of Wuliang Mountain is gone again!"

Soon, many creatures at the foot of the mountain suddenly discovered that the peak of Wuliang Mountain, which had reached the sky, disappeared, and instantly thought of countless legends that the entire cave world was a spiritual treasure.

"Greatly send the ancestor out of the mountain!"

"Greatly send the ancestor out of the mountain!!"

After an instant, the sound of a world echoed continuously in the prehistoric world.

And several saints, holding their own spiritual treasures, have already stepped out of the world in one step.
To be continued...