Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

Li Tong, who looked calm, slowly walked out from behind the two saints and looked at the two people who appeared in the distance with interest.

"This, the one with the bloody lotus platform under his feet and two swords on his back should be the Ancestor of Styx."

"The one next to him is undoubtedly the demon master Kunpeng."

When he matched up such a character with the simple image in his mind, he found it extremely interesting.

At this time, there is actually quite an illusion of playing in the human world.

Watching the two men's actions with a bit of a smile, Li Tong didn't make any waves in his heart.

After all, he knows very well what kind of existence a saint is in the hearts of many quasi-sages in the ancient world.

While I am in awe of his strength, I also want to replace him all the time.

Demon Master Kunpeng, who could not guess who Li Tong was, suppressed the surprise and doubt in his heart for the time being, as if he had a clear understanding.

At the same time, he and the Ancestor of Styx felt a little bad about the saint's arrival.

Now that the Donghuang Bell is born, it can actually attract the leader of Tongtian Cult to join forces with Nuwa.

Then I would like to ask, in the next time, will the many saints who sit in silence and talk about Huang Ting also come?

Yuanshi Tianzun in the Bajing Palace, Taishang Taoist in the Yuxu Palace.

And those two shameless saints far away in the west would also come here.

Do you have any thoughts on the sudden birth of Donghuang Bell?

When they thought of this, both Kunpeng and Minghe felt a sense of heaviness and bitterness in their hearts.

The two looked at each other, and then a mysterious exchange of thoughts began.

If the saints arrive one after another next, then the two of them will no longer be able to fight independently if they want to get involved in the fight for the East Emperor Bell.

Only by joining forces can we form our own force through the mediation of multiple parties and have a glimmer of hope.

But the ancestor of Minghe lowered his eyes and glanced at the empress standing calmly at the bottom of the river that day, and then looked at Li Tong standing with the two saints.

A bad feeling arose in my heart, and I felt a burst of surprise:

"Could it be that the two saints want to help the storyteller win the Donghuang Bell?"

"Or is this storyteller trying to help one of their saints seize this thing?"

However, no matter which one of the two it was, it was enough to shock him!

If this is really the case, the strength of their group is too terrifying!

How can others fight against them if they do not unite?

Thoughts were swirling in Styx's mind, and he felt that his idea was probably the truth.

After all, what a treasure the Donghuang Bell is!

Even though the leader and Nuwa Empress have been saints for a long time, they are usually unmoved by external objects.

Facing the innate treasure, I am afraid it is difficult to bear such temptation.

If someone stood up and said he didn't want it, Ancestor Styx would never believe it.

It’s hard to say that he would stand up and laugh at the first moment:

"You fart!"

Deep in the Tianhe River, the Black Emperor, who had already noticed the movement outside, grinned and secretly sighed.

The same was true for Duan De, whose originally red face also turned a little pale.

He had obviously found this treasure by his own skills. How could he have imagined that it would attract so many powerful people to it?

Seeing the terrifying aura flowing around those two people, he couldn't help but shrink back behind the empress.

He still has some self-awareness as a human being. A top expert like this may not even need to officially notice his existence, but the aftermath of the battle is enough to crush them to death.

After a period of hanging around, Duan De finally understood the level of strong men in this ancient world.

At present, the people who call themselves Kunpeng and Styx are among the first-level powerful men in the prehistoric world.

It is the existence that has achieved the pinnacle of quasi-sage!

And those who are above them are undoubtedly the six saints and the Taoist ancestors above the saints.

The Black Emperor looked at those extremely terrifying figures in the sky, and he felt particularly unhappy in his fear.

He whispered to Duan De on the side and said, "Jiu Fei, the noise of this baby's birth is too loud. I'm afraid it might be troublesome now."

"I originally thought that this treasure could fall into my hands and let me play with it for a while, but now it seems that I can't keep it."

"I just don't know if Mr. Li is powerful enough to seize the food from the tiger's mouth and snatch this treasure from among many strong men."

Duan De also looked unhappy. He had put in a lot of effort to hunt for the treasure, but now it was more likely that he would be wasting his time and not get anything at all.

You have to sit back and watch the treasures you dug out be snatched away by others.

In the past, he was the one who stole other people's treasures. Who would have thought that today it was the other way around?

How can it be so uncomfortable to feel like this!

Immediately, he also said harshly:

"Wuliang's grandma pinches Tianzun's legs. I hope this treasure can fall into the hands of Mr. Li, so that others can save money."

"snort!"

One person and one dog were talking enthusiastically when they suddenly heard a somewhat unpleasant snort coming from in front of them.

The two of them were so frightened that they quickly fell silent and did not dare to say anything more.

There is no way, the safety of my family at this time depends on the protection of the empress, so I can't make her angry.

Lest the empress leave by herself and leave the two of them in this whirlpool.

Wouldn't that be like putting the little sheep among the wolves?

His fate is destined to be no bones left.

The two hid behind the empress in a daze and stopped communicating.

The empress seemed to be waiting for something intentionally, and was not in a hurry to go deep into the East Palace and hold the treasure that was close at hand in her palms.

I just stood here calmly and watched the turmoil outside.

At the same time, another brilliant rainbow light flashed outside the sky, and the fiery energy swept in instantly, causing the Tianhe water that had calmed down to boil again.

It was as if another great sun appeared across the sky in Daluo Tian, ​​shining brightly for two days.

An extremely handsome three-legged golden jade body wrapped in the true fire of the sun appeared in the sky.

"That is?"

Ancestor Minghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a little surprise:

"Three-legged Golden Crow!"

"Oh, yes. After this little bird escaped, he was protected by those two people from the West. He has been practicing there and has never gone out."

He realized that this kind of thing was not a secret among those with great supernatural powers.

I just didn’t expect that these ten golden crows would come so quickly!

But now that Jinwu has appeared, there is no reason for others in the Western Sect not to use his reputation to get involved.

For the Second Sage of the West, who usually had to do whatever he wanted, this situation couldn't be better.

The demon master Kunpeng saw Lu Ya coming, a look of contempt flashed in his slanted eyes.

But at the next moment, his expression changed and he smiled:

"The demon master Kunpeng has met His Highness the Tenth Prince!"

The bright sun extinguished the divine light and transformed into a young man in plain clothes, with a magical gourd hanging on his waist, which was the famous immortal-killing flying knife.

Lu Ya calmly lowered his head and met the two saints first, then looked at Kunpeng and said with neither joy nor sorrow:

"Lord Kunpeng, I still respect you as my teacher, but the things that happened to the demon clan are a thing of the past and have disappeared like smoke."

"There are no ten Golden Crow princes in the ancient world, only Taoist Lu Ya."

"Huh!"

As soon as he said this, Empress Nuwa, who was a little surprised to see him on the sidelines, couldn't help but take a high look.

To be able to have such awareness now, it is obvious that I have really let go of the past.

In this way, there will be some achievements in the future even if it is impossible.

When Kunpeng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said again:

"The prince's words are serious. Although we and the demon clan are no longer glorious today, if we can regain the treasure of His Majesty the Eastern Emperor now."

"One day, the prince will definitely be able to regain control of the heaven and restore the past glory of the demon clan like us!"

Listening to Taoist Kunpeng's words, Taoist Lu Ya felt like he was laughing in his heart.

He is no longer the little Golden Crow who only knew how to play under the protection of his father and brother!

With such simple words of incitement, do you want him to stand with Lu Ya?

But, I look down upon others too much.

Taoist Lu Ya shook his head slightly, not taking his words to heart.

The words of Demon Master Kunpeng were high-sounding and righteous, as if they were spoken from the perspective of an absolute supporter of the Golden Crow.

But in fact, Lu Ya knew very well that this was just to take advantage of his unintentional words.

I think about why Kunpeng joined the Demon Clan Heavenly Court back then. Wasn't it because he was suppressed by the Demon Emperor with absolute force, making him ostensibly submit.

But in his heart, he didn't have the slightest sense of identification with the demon clan heaven!

Restore heaven?

It's simply ridiculous.

Even Taoist Lu Ya, who is the son of Emperor Jun, has long given up on such unrealistic ideas. All he wants now is to get back the East Emperor Bell.

In other words, if the capture fails, the next best thing is to obtain a trace of the true spirit of Donghuang Taiyi that may exist inside.

But, what if there is really nothing inside the Donghuang Bell.

That can only be attributed to fate, and perhaps there is no chance of his uncle's return at this time.

Taoist Lu Ya will turn around and return to the West, unable to cultivate diligently.

Waiting for someone with great magic power to reverse time and space and capture a ray of energy from the past, and then fish out his father, brother, and uncle from the long river of time.

He believes that as long as people live, everything is possible.

At the same time, another terrifying aura came from outside Da Luo Tian.

The aura of being at the pinnacle of a quasi-sage swept towards Kunpeng and Minghe without concealment, and the charm inside was self-evident.

The moment they noticed this momentum, Kunpeng and Minghe suddenly changed their expressions and gave a bitter smile.

The fight for treasures was already filled with unexpected events.

Then I thought, now there is another big trouble.

When the two of them noticed the identity of the visitor, they suddenly felt something bad in their hearts.

The existence in front of me probably did not come here for the Donghuang Bell.

Instead, he determined that the two of his family would definitely come here to fight for it, and he came just to prevent them from getting it.

After all, in ancient times, there was a causal entanglement between this man and the demon master Kunpeng and the Ancestor Styx.

Even now, the liquidation is still not complete.

As expected, the moment the man revealed his figure, he could no longer suppress the resentment in his heart.

He waved his hand and spread his sleeves.

Suddenly, a powerful attraction that seemed to swallow up the heaven and earth came from it.

Facing the two Kun and Peng, he used it without hesitation.

When Fang Fang meets, he fights without mercy.

One can imagine how bad the relationship between them was.

What kind of strong hatred made Zhen Yuanzi travel thousands of miles to come to Daluo Heaven, not for the treasure, but to destroy the ideas of Kun and Peng.

Zhen Yuanzi came out with hatred in his sleeves, which naturally condensed his countless magic power.

Immediately, Patriarch Minghe, feeling a little helpless and having a headache, raised his two swords, Yuantu and Abi, together, and slashed out a sword energy that reached the sky.

Cut off Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve directly.

But that huge attraction swallowed the sword energy into it, crushed it to pieces, and turned it into nothing.

It was just a momentary collision, but it caused the entire Daluotian to tremble. Even the entire prehistoric land shook.

He told the Great Heavenly Lord, who was sitting in the Lingxiao Palace watching all this, to be angry but not dare to say anything. He could only stiffen his face and reveal a cold expression.

And this was just a tentative blow from the two quasi-sage peaks, and they had such power without really letting go of their hands and feet to fight.

It is conceivable that if a saint who is far superior to a quasi-sage really gets angry and triggers a war in the ancient times.

This world may not be able to bear such terrifying power.

If you don't get beaten to pieces, then you haven't reached the end of the battle yet, and you still have some concerns.

It wasn't until the aftermath of all this dissipated that Zhen Yuanzi's figure was truly revealed to everyone.

Li Tong looked at the place not far away in front of him with curiosity. He only heard his name but didn't see his name, and he felt that he was not bad.

They saw him wearing a purple-gold crown, a long flowing beard, and holding a book without any writing on it.

But it is the book of the earth transformed from the fetal membrane of the earth!

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi did not continue to take action, Ancestor Minghe took back Yuantu, Ah Bi Er Sword, snorted coldly, and said:

"So many years have passed, how come Daoist fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi is still like this? He always fights whenever we meet, but he can't sit down and have a good conversation with you and me?"

He said this nonchalantly, seeming a bit lacking in confidence.

If Styx did the most regretful and costly thing, it was when he and Kunpeng killed Hongyun.

As a result, not only did he not get the chance to become a saint, but he also lost a ray of purple energy.

Although he relies on Yuantu and Abi swords, he kills without any trace of cause and effect.

But Hongyun is not alone, the Zhen Yuanzi in front of him is his best friend.

After hearing the news of Hong Yun's death, he knew that even he himself might not be able to avenge Hong Yun's murder.

As a result, they were constantly antagonizing each other just to vent their anger.

After all these years, Ancestor Styx simply cannot bear to be disturbed.

Zhen Yuanzi ignored his words and just looked at him and Kunpeng coldly, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The demon master Kunpeng was not in a good mood when he saw Zhen Yuanzi arriving. He turned around and sarcastically said:

"Why, you, Zhen Yuanzi, don't do a good job as the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, but you also want to fight for this Donghuang Bell?"

"wrong!"

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head slowly but firmly, and the book in his hand emitted a faint mysterious light.

This innate spiritual treasure is also the first-class defensive treasure in the ancient world.

Although it is not as good as the current Donghuang Bell, it is comparable to defensive treasures such as the 12th-grade Golden Lotus of Merit.

Even worse than that.

As we all know, treasures with unparalleled defense can not only be used to protect oneself, but can also be used to simply and roughly hit others.

Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi used his magic power, and the Book of the Earth instantly turned into a giant object that covered the sky, and smashed down towards the Styx, Kun and Peng.

A sound of scolding spread throughout the world.

"I'm not here to fight for the so-called treasures."

"Just for the sake of fellow Daoist Hongyun, who died innocently, to let out a bad breath!"