Hong Huang: The Beginning Of The Game To Accept Feng Zu As A Maid

Outside the Qilin clan.

Since Hongjun went deep into the Qilin clan, many creatures have never left.

They all looked curiously in the direction where the Qilin clan land was.

"Hey, it's been more than half a month, and I haven't seen Hongjun come out. There will be no real accidents, right?"

"Honghuang doesn't count the years, and in a mere half a month, nothing can be seen."

"It stands to reason that Qilin has no reason to suppress Hongjun. The contradiction between them has not formally formed yet!"

"The mouse is short-sighted! Who knows Hongjun's heart? The reason why he argues with Luo Hui is only to plan Sage's status!"

"What's more, in the entire prehistoric famine, only Hongjun possesses the grandiose and purple aura. If other creatures also want to be holy, then it is not feasible without the grandiose and purple aura."

"Si Qilin is so tyrannical, in the future, he will definitely not let Hongjun go easily. Maybe he will take this opportunity to grab Hongmeng Ziqi!"

There are endless discussions around, all discussing Hongjun's safety.

However.

At this moment.

Beyond the turbid peak, in the void.

There was a blast.

The surrounding creatures were all startled slightly, their minds felt a little, and their heads subconsciously raised their heads.

I saw the figure of a young Daoist wearing a natural yellow Taoist robe.

He rushed out from the Qilin clan land.

When the creatures saw the Daoist shadow clearly, their pupils shrank.

It's Hongjun!

He actually came out!

Standing in the void, Hongjun ignored the shocking eyes of the surrounding creatures and stared.

With a flick of his body, the Qilin clan's breath on his body was completely shaken.

At this moment, the terrifying force pressure on him completely dissipated.

"call!"

Hongjun tilted his head slightly and looked at the golden light curtain above the Qilin clan, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"It's out."

Although Hongjun could tell, Qilin didn't mean to kill him.

But he was always flustered and lacking confidence.

After all, it was the territory of the Qilin clan. If there was an accident, Hongjun might be trapped.

Because of this concern in Hongjun's heart, he hurriedly left after viewing the painting.

"Although I didn't walk through it just now, and I didn't drink that high-quality jade dew, but this time, it's a worthwhile trip..."

When Hongjun recalled the four Taoist characters in the picture scroll, he was overwhelmed, and he hoped that he could make a breakthrough from this calligraphy and painting.

‘It’s not a good place to stay here for a long time. It’s better to go to the dojo quickly, close the dead, and study this calligraphy and painting! ! ’

Thinking like this in his heart, Hongjun moved his mind and summoned the good fortune jade disc. The next moment, his figure disappeared directly under the gaze of the strange eyes of many creatures.

"Hong Jun just left?"

"Seeing that nothing special happened!"

"It's gone, it's boring..."

The surrounding creatures thought that some battles could take place, and now that Hongjun had left safely, there was no need for them to stay here.

...

the other side.

Because of the eagerness in his heart, Hongjun returned many times faster than before.

It only took a year to return to the dojo where he was from the Qilin clan.

A peaceful place, with arrays of Spiritual Qi raging, surrounded by enveloping aura, the power of the great avenue appears, along with the ups and downs of the power of the law, the fairy mist is lingering, and the visions are repeated.

This kind of dojo is also a cultivation Sacred Land.

Before Hongjun went to the Qilin clan, he once thought that own Daochang was unparalleled in the world.

No one can beat it.

But when he went to Qilin Clan Dizhuo Peak, he only knew how limited his own vision was.

"Looking at it this way, the strength of the Spiritual Qi of the Qilin clan is at least ten times that of here, and there are tens of millions of Xiantian Spiritual Roots, all kinds of treasures..."

"Compared this way, I really can't see my own dojo!"

Thinking of this, Hongjun's eyes flashed with jealousy and envy.

But even so, there is no solution.

This dojo is the best Hongjun can find now.

There is only one way to own the Qilin family dojo.

"Suppress Qilin and destroy the Qilin clan!"

This thought flashed through Hongjun's heart coldly, and he was out of control.

His eyes flashed with killing intent, and his mind was also agitated.

"At present, if you want to be holy, the Qilin clan must be eliminated."

"This kind of behemoth has an unknown amount of great luck. If you don't get rid of it, even if you become holy with the grandiose and purple energy, you will definitely be suppressed by the Qilin clan!"

"Since you can't control the prehistoric, then sanctification is meaningless!"

Hongjun muttered like this, and on his face, the spirit of killing continued to emerge.

"If you want to deal with Hajime Qilin, it must be Ascension's own strength. If my strength is one level higher than Ascension, then I will be able to master the power of the good fortune jade disc."

"After breakthrough, I will teach this calligraphy and painting to the four great ancestors, so that they can also Ascension the power of the soul. After the overall Ascension strength, maybe, it is not a problem to fight Qilin!"

Hongjun thought so in his heart that a shocking conspiracy formed in his heart.

After a while, Hongjun waved away and took out the crumpled picture scroll.

He was afraid that Hajime Qilin would refuse, and in a hurry, he didn't sort out the picture scroll, so he brought it intact.

"Now all the opportunities are on this scroll."

"The first time I saw this picture scroll, the power of the soul felt a kind of turbulence!!"

"Such a precious picture scroll, Qilin still treats it as rubbish, really has no knowledge!"

"If I let him know that this thing shines in my hands, I will regret it!"

Hongjun thought so, and his figure flashed before he came to the own dojo.

Then used the power of the primordial spirit to seal off the aura around the dojo.

Layers of Restrictions have been set up to completely isolate here.

Finally, Hongjun summoned the good fortune jade disc above his head.

The good fortune jade disc released a soft light, and wrapped Hongjun with the tyrannical power of the great road.

Hum!

The surrounding space was completely quiet.

The Spiritual Qi in the space stopped flowing.

At this moment, it is extremely safe here.

After doing all this, Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, took out the enlightenment futon, and sat cross-legged to rest.

The next moment.

Hongjun couldn't wait to take out the crumpled picture scroll slowly.

Then, he carefully placed it on the stone table in front of him.

Pave gently.

Then, Hongjun looked at the front of the calligraphy and painting with strong expectations.

But.

When Hongjun's eyes fell on the picture scroll.

The whole person was sluggish in place.

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