Hong Huang: Me! Enlightenment When You Sleep!

Xuan Yu flew up and hurried towards the demon Heaven Court.

After all, not long ago, Xuan Yu had just penetrated Heaven Court and frightened the demons. For a while, no one dared to challenge Xuan Yu.

But Xuan Yu still needs a reasonable reason to get the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, and at this time, the monster race is stunned by another group, how dare to provoke Xuan Yu?

Xuan Yu's eyes trickled, his inspiration flashed, and he clapped his hands and exclaimed; "Pan Dao has a way!"

On a plain not far from a monster tribe, a gray-haired, tattered little Daoist wanders here, and this Daoist is just the Celestial Immortals Cultivation Base, but he holds a top Xiantian Spiritual Roots in his hand. .

This person is not someone else, but Xuan Yu has transformed it.

Xianyu took the Xiantian Spiritual Roots and came to a corner, flipped his big hand, his hands were sealed, many visions suddenly appeared, and there was a golden pillar soaring into the sky...

"This... Is this a Lingbao present?"

"Quickly, gather the army, and follow me to grab the Lingbao!"

In the demonic tribe, a golden immortal saw this vision and thought it was a Lingbao present, so he shouted.

For a time, the army gathered and rushed towards the place where Xuan Yu was.

"coming……"

Seeing this, Xuan Yu grinned and muttered to himself.

Sure enough, just as Xuan Yu thought, the monster clan army had no doubts, and it was only for the treasure!

It was a quiet plain, and in an instant there was a roar of giant beasts, and the dense grassland instantly revealed the back of the earth...

At this moment, the little Daoist that Xuan Yu had transformed ran out holding Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

The Yaozu Jinxian saw that this little Daoist didn't get the Celestial Immortals Cultivation Base, and dared to get involved in Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

"Fellow daoist, that Xiantian Spiritual Roots is something of my monster race, you picked it up without authorization, shouldn't you give us an explanation!"

The demon golden fairy clues to the little Daoist and threatens.

"Xiantian Spiritual Roots are conceived by heaven and earth. They have always been inhabited by the capable. How could it be of your monster race!"

The little Daoist faced the thousands of troops and horses, without any fear, and went back directly.

Seeing that the little Daoist was so ignorant of admiration, the monster Jinxian dared to refute his own words, his face sank, and angrily said: "Pan Dao said that it is my monster clan's things must be my monster clan's things, since you want to get involved, Then save your life!"

As he said, the Yaozu Jinxian patted the little Daoist. However, the little Daoist looked at the Yaozu Jinxian with his palm raised, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a sneer...

Boom...!

Suddenly the blood mist exploded, and the little Daoist stood there intact, but the demon clan Jinxian disappeared into the void.

With a flash of golden light, Xuan Yu manifested his true body with a hideous face, and said angrily: "You are so courageous, you dare to attack Poor Dao!"

"Fuck...fuck!"

"That... isn't that Xuan Yu?"

"Why did we provoke this ruthless man again?"

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For a moment, the monster clan army looked at Xuan Yu timidly, not daring to show up.

"roll!"

"Go and find Dijun, otherwise the poor Dao will slaughter your monster clan, leaving you with no place to survive!"

Xuan Yu flicked his sleeve robe and roared angrily.

As soon as the demons heard this, they rushed towards Heaven Court and told Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun about this, for fear that Xuan Yu would really slaughter the demons in a rage.

But what Xuan Yu never expected was that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was killed by her own hands, was actually resurrected. Xuan Yu knew that it was Dao Zu Hongjun who had made the move without even thinking about it.

But think about it, the Lich Great Tribulation is approaching, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, as the key figure in the Great Tribulation, would Dao Zu Hongjun let him die so easily.

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun looked at Xuan Yu with jealousy, their big faces pumping, cold sweat, and they didn't even look at Xuan Yu's eyes.

Xuan Yu was rather helpless when seeing the two of them so awkward, but he didn't rush to propose his own goals, but looked at them quietly.

As the quasi-saintly powerful two people, it is natural that Xuan Yu is looking at them, which makes the two of them feel very uncomfortable, as if a heavy stone is pressing on their bodies.

The overwhelmed Donghuang Taiyi asked, "Xuanyu, what are you doing?"

"Humph……!"

Xuan Yu snorted coldly, his face darkened, but he smiled yinly: "You ask me, what do I want to do? What else do I want to ask you Monster Race?"

"You dare to send an army to grab my treasure, shouldn't you two give me an explanation!"

With that said, Xuan Yu flipped his hand, and the Gunslinger fell in his hand, ready to do it.

When Di Jun saw this, he waved his hand quickly and said, "Xuanyu fellow daoist, don't worry, this matter is indeed my monster clan's fault, the poor Dao is here to apologize for you!"

However, Xuan Yu snorted coldly, ignoring Di Jun.

When Di Jun saw this, he panicked and thought to himself: Heaven Court can no longer bear Xuan Yu's anger, so he must not conflict with him again.

So Di Jun smiled and said: "Xuanyu fellow daoist, since this matter is my demon clan's fault, my demon clan is willing to compensate fellow daoist."

Donghuang Taiyi also nodded lightly and agreed.

Seeing this, Xuan Yu knew that the opportunity had come, but said without revealing the landscape: "If this is the case, then give the Chaos Clock to Pan Dao!"

As soon as Eastern Emperor Tai heard the words, his face turned black in an instant. This Chaos Clock was the companion of Eastern Emperor Tai Yi Movement Technique treasure. If it were given to Xuan Yu's own Cultivation Base, it would definitely be discounted.

Moreover, the Chaos Clock is a treasure that suppresses air luck. If it were given to Xuan Yu, wouldn't the Demon Race be lonely.

When Di Jun heard this, he was also taken aback, and said quickly: "Xuanyu Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it can't. This Chaos Clock is the companion of the Eastern Emperor. Even if you take it, it will have no effect. Why don't you replace it with another one? !"

Xuan Yu heard the words, nodded lightly, and said thoughtfully: "Pan Dao does not lack Magic Treasures, but if one seat is missing, then give Pang Dao the Heavenly Emperor throne!"

"this……"

Di Jun suddenly didn't know what to say, and looked at Xuan Yu helplessly.

At this time Donghuang Taiyi had been almost spewed out of Xuan Yu's old blood, but he knew that he could not offend Xuan Yu and could only endure it.

After all, once a war starts, not only will it not take advantage, but it will be even worse when the time comes. By then, the monster race will really have no way to survive...

"What? Isn't this okay?"

Xuan Yu's face changed, and Dijun was clues, and said uncomfortably.

Seeing this, Emperor Jun quickly stepped back and said: "Xuanyu fellow daoist, poor Dao and others are willing to give you the throne of Heavenly Emperor, I only hope that you will not provoke our monster race in the future!"

Xuan Yu grinned when he heard this, and said, "Don't worry, as long as the monster clan doesn't offend me, I will definitely not trouble you!"

So Di Jun gave the throne of heaven and earth to Xuan Yu, and at this point, the matter with the demon clan came to an end.

But what Xuan Yu has to do is far from enough, after all, this is only to get the throne of Heavenly Emperor.

"A long way to go...!"

Xuan Yu couldn't help sighing for a long time, and said helplessly, leaving the monster clan after turning around...

And Di Jun also took a long breath and said to himself: "This big Buddha has finally gone!"

Donghuang Taiyi looked at Xuanyu's leaving back and couldn't help but slammed his fist towards the distance, and cursed, "One day the deity will kill you..."

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