Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

After a while, Luo Xuan stood up, dusted off the dirt, and touched his face.

Then he let out a long breath.

"You are just jealous of my handsome face."

Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and Duobao, who were familiar with him, were really ruthless.

At the same time, the voice of the system suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for the improvement of the friendship: Xuandu (three stars), Guangchengzi (three stars), Duobao (three stars)! ]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the reward: Taiji Great Handprint (magic power), Zufeng Blood*1, Lower Grade Innate Spirit Treasure*2! ]

Luo Xuan stared at the three people with surprise and vigilance.

You improve your relationship by getting beaten up. Do you have any unknown little habits?

Feeling Luo Xuan's eyes, Duobao laughed and scolded.

"Everyone is worried to death, and you are still joking."

"I beat you up and you don't accept it. Do you want to try swordsmanship with me?"

Luo Xuan smiled and waved his hand.

"Definitely not, it would be bad if I hurt my brother."

Duobao's face looked pretty good in the previous sentence.

The next second, it was so gloomy that water could drip out.

"You, you never suffer a loss."

Xuandu said with a smile.

"Okay, stop arguing, Luo Xuan has achieved the Golden Immortal."

"We should get together and discuss the truth together."

Everyone gathered in a larger wooden house, sitting on the ground, speaking the rhyme of Tao.

...

At the same time, in the demon clan's heaven, Lingxiao Palace.

Di Jun was in a high position, rubbing his temples, his face full of fatigue.

Since the lich left Kunlun Mountain, his reputation has plummeted.

He asked his second brother, who had awakened and recovered from his injuries, to suppress it.

Tell the prehistoric tribes with iron-blooded means.

In the eyes of the saints, the demon court is a minion.

But the myriad tribes in the prehistoric world are nothing more than ants that can be destroyed in the blink of an eye by the demon court.

In an instant, the prestige of the demon court in the prehistoric world has recovered.

Now, whenever he thinks of the saint, he finds it difficult to gather hostility.

He can only vent his anger on the many disciples of the three religions.

While thinking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

Di Jun looked up, and his serious face suddenly turned into a warm smile.

"Second brother, you are back."

Donghuang Taiyi casually threw the bloody token on the ground.

He said in a cold tone.

"There is a rebellion of the affiliated tribes in the north, which has been suppressed."

"The Manchu tribe was executed without a single one left, and there is no more opposition in the tribe."

For Donghuang Taiyi, destroying an entire tribe is as simple as breathing.

He can also be called the well-deserved first killer of the prehistoric world.

The blood and energy in his body, even if the old man of the Styx who lives in the Netherworld Blood Sea came.

He had to give way to him, which shows his ability.

Emperor Jun nodded slightly, and said in a calm tone.

"That's good, the Demon Court just stumbled a little."

"Some people can't sit still, they are really fence-sitters."

"Get rid of them as soon as possible, it will do more good than harm to the Demon Court."

After reporting, Donghuang Taiyi did not leave.

His eyes contained a bit of anger, and he said coldly.

"Brother, there is news about the important disciples of the three religions."

Emperor Jun's eyes lit up and he snorted and laughed.

"Okay, tell me quickly, do you really think I don't hold grudges?"

Ever since the witch lich went down Kunlun Mountain.

He organized many demon saints to look for the traces of the disciples of the three religions.

Encountering the existence below the Golden Immortal of the outer sect of Jiejiao.

No need to report, let the demon saints send out a discarded child to destroy it.

One life for another, the Demon Court can afford it, but you three religions can't.

The Golden Immortals among the disciples of the three religions must be deeply loved by the Three Pure Ones.

If the Demon Saints take action again, they will definitely leave clues.

He has his own way to put these core disciples to death to regain his face.

Donghuang Taiyi also remembered the humiliation on Kunlun Mountain.

He hated the disciples of the three religions to the bone.

Hearing the eldest brother's question, he blurted out.

"Brother, they are all in the human race, and there seem to be quite a few of them, all Golden Immortals."

"It seems that they are the ones that Ji Meng provoked back then."

As soon as the voice fell, Di Jun stood up suddenly, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid it's not those few."

"Hehe, it's easy to find after searching everywhere."

"You go to the Dragon Palace in person and let Ao Dong find a way to take action."

Donghuang Taiyi asked with some doubts.

"Brother, Ji Meng is dead, and the Kunlun Mountain incident happened again."

"I'm afraid the Dragon Palace won't listen."

Di Jun waved his hand, his eyes were cold, and his tone was extremely domineering.

"The Dragon Clan is just a group of people who are struggling to survive."

"Relying on a half-dead quasi-saint in the clan, they still dream of the glory of the past all day long."

"Just use your power. If the Dragon Clan does not take action within three days, there will be no need for the prehistoric world in the future.The dragon race exists now. "

"The Jiaolong... can also turn into pure blood.

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes condensed a bit of cruelty.

He grinned and responded calmly.

"Don't worry, big brother, the dragon race will be obedient."

After that, Donghuang Taiyi ran straight to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

Only Di Jun stayed in the Lingxiao Palace, standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

The dragon race, the overlord of the Dragon Han Dynasty, how could it be?

Times have changed, and now the demon race has the final say.

The Dragon Palace in the East China Sea disobeyed the emperor's order and disobeyed the will, and the whole family was executed.

Keep the essence and blood, gather some Jiaolong and alien dragons that are not recognized by the dragon race.

Is it difficult to establish another dragon race that obeys the demon court?

...

Not long after, Donghuang Taiyi arrived at the Dragon Palace.

Ao Dong, who felt the arrival of the quasi-saint's breath, went out to greet him in person.

He wanted to bend his waist 90 degrees.

He looked at the visitor with a flattering smile.

His pupils shrank slightly, his whole body trembled, and he took a deep breath.

His mind was like a paste and he couldn't think.

The second in command of the Demon Court, the existence of the peak of the quasi-saint, the younger brother of the demon emperor Jun.

Why would Donghuang Taiyi come to the Dragon Palace in person?

He didn't have time to think.

He walked with his legs clamped together, and his voice was flattering.

"Oh, your majesty is really lucky to come to the Dragon Palace."

"It really makes our Dragon Palace glorious."

"Please come in quickly, your majesty, please walk slowly."

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were full of disdain and sarcasm.

He didn't take Ao Dong seriously at all in his gestures.

The moment he stepped into the Dragon Palace, he sat on the throne calmly.

In contrast, the real owner, Ao Dong, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, was like a eunuch.

Standing beside Donghuang Taiyi and serving him.

Behind Ao Dong, there was a handsome young man with his fists clenched.

He stared at Ao Dong's back with disgust, and remained silent for a long time.

The oppressive feeling of Donghuang Taiyi was really terrifying.

The entire Dragon Palace was silent.

Ao Dong plucked up his courage and asked carefully.

"Your Majesty, you came to the Dragon Palace, but do you have any instructions?"

"I will do it for you even if I have to go through fire and water."

Donghuang Taiyi smiled indifferently, but it was full of grim meaning, which made people shudder.

"Okay, no matter what method you use, go and kill the three religious disciples who are staying in the human race."

Hearing this, Ao Dong was shocked, his face was embarrassed, and he was about to refuse.

"If you don't agree, I will change to the dragon race."

The words on the tip of his tongue made Ao Dong swallow them forcefully.

Donghuang Taiyi's smiling gaze suddenly fell on the handsome young man.