I am Huanglong, the favorite of the prehistoric group

"No chance."

The ancient land, at the foot of Mount Li.

Huang Long, who had changed his appearance, said with a puzzled look on his face.

After eating with the Supreme Being, Huanglong bowed farewell to Yuanshi and Tongtian, and then left Kunlun.

I'm just a little regretful that I can't ride the roc.

Because of Dapeng's cultivation as a golden immortal, Huang Long felt that he needed to be mentioned.

Such a good thing as yin and yang is not used yet.

Therefore, leave it to the Supreme Being decisively.

At the beginning of Taishang, he planned to train him casually for the sake of Huanglong. Later, he saw the two qi of yin and yang and suddenly became a little interested.

Dapeng is honored to be Taishang's test subject.

After a series of indescribable research, the results are remarkable and it is already Taiyi.

I am just in retreat, studying the magical powers of yin and yang, and planning to refine the yin and yang wheel.

Now I am lying in the Tai Chi diagram.

So Huang Long walked alone

As for appearance, that is for safety reasons

Although his background is strong enough now, he made a big fuss before, and he offended both the major forces of heaven and earth.

Although the quasi-sage should not dare to do something to himself, it is said that the king of hell is easy to mess with, but the little devil is difficult to deal with.

These little guys are not smart enough. If you insist on killing him, it will be troublesome.

Especially the Demon God clan, they also have a mark.

So after thinking about it, I decided to change my look.

Learn from your uncle.

Every time I go out into the wilderness, I open a small clone. If something goes wrong, I'll blow it up.

Then reopen.

I don’t have a clone, but I still need to change my appearance, change my name, etc.

Road number——Good.

Good Taoist

Show that you are a good person.

Along the way, resolve disputes, do justice for heaven, and get rich along the way.

The reputation is still good.

But there are no big opportunities or anything like that, just walk along and watch.

The sun sets over the western mountains and night falls.

Huang Long thought for a moment, and then began to write letters, using the spatial function of Kongtong Seal to send letters to Kunlun Mountain and West Kunlun respectively.

Although the person is not here, the relationship still needs to be maintained.

Even if it takes hundreds of years, it will have no effect on these saints.

Like this, several more years passed.

One day, when I was walking somewhere, I suddenly saw a mountaintop with billowing turbid air and many creatures looking miserable and wailing.

There are also a few creatures with red eyes, as if they are crazy.

"turbid air? ferocious beast? merit?"

When Huanglong saw this, his eyes lit up. Pangu opened up the sky and the earth, dividing the chaos with his axe. The clear air rose to become the sky, and the turbid air descended to become the earth.

There is no distinction between good and evil, but I don't know when it started. The turbid energy evolved and became more and more violent, giving rise to many ferocious beasts.

These ferocious beasts have no intelligence and only have killing instincts. They are the mortal enemies of all normal creatures in the ancient world.

But it is also an excellent way for ordinary monks to earn merit. It may be wrong to kill other creatures, but it is definitely not wrong to kill this beast.

As soon as he thought this, Huang Long took action without hesitation. First, the fairy light shone, suppressing the turbid air in all directions, and those crazy creatures fell unconscious. Then, with a wave of his sleeves, he sent these thousands of miles away.

Immediately afterwards, the stream of light shone under his feet, he strode forward, shrunk into an inch, and soon he reached the center of the turbid air. He saw the turbid air billowing in the mountain, forming a huge storm. Huang Long roughly estimated that there were at least hundreds of golden immortals among them.

Fierce beast.

It's just that such a storm did not break out, but was blocked by a strange force, which even contained the power of the turbid air itself.

Weird.

Huang Long frowned slightly and suddenly heard a heroic voice inside: "Which tribe are you brothers from? This turbid energy is about to explode. Suppress it quickly, otherwise it will affect the surrounding creatures."

Huang Long was slightly stunned. Judging from the words, he should be from the Demon God Clan, but when did the Demon God Clan become so kind?

This turbid air storm is poison to the other races, but to the Demon God race, it is their home, and they generally let it go.

Who cares about other living beings? Isn’t it food?

Is there an ambush?

"Brother over there, do it quickly! I can't hold on anymore, don't let these bastards get out, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for us witches."

The one inside shouted again.

Huang Long's eyes changed again. This was the first time he heard about witchcraft since he came to the prehistoric times.

But at this time, you can't worry too much, because the turbid air is about to explode.

Huanglong's eyes flashed with light, and a majestic aura surged straight into the storm of turbid air. He slashed down with a single palm. In a moment, the turbid air exploded, and many ferocious beasts turned into nothingness.

These ferocious beasts had no sense and no idea of ​​fear. When they saw the sudden appearance of Huanglong, they just regarded it as an intruder and instinctively roared towards Huanglong.

The billowing turbid air surges, invading the soul and destroying the soul. It is no less than the most terrifying poison, enough to make ordinary gods and gods retreat.

However, it is obvious that Huang Long is not an ordinary immortal god. Not to mention his original physical strength, after taking the essence and blood of Zhu Jiuyin, his physical strength has greatly increased. These turbid qi are just to temper his body.

The feeling given to Huang Long was worse than the feeling of being cooked when he was practicing Liuding Xuan Gong.

With a deep shout, the evil energy surged around Huanglong's body, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth was drawn into his body. He struck down with a sudden palm, and the fierce beast in front of him was forcibly cut out of a passage.

The burly figure in the deepest part of the ocean of ferocious beasts sensed that the pressure was reduced, and immediately let out a burst of heroic laughter, followed by a roar, two green snake phantoms appeared, and a thousand-foot-tall demon god phantom erupted, suddenly widening.

Mouth, the surrounding turbid air billows into the body, and then swallows these ferocious beasts that are regarded as savage beasts by all races in the ancient times.

The more it swallowed, the more ferocious it became, and finally the body turned into thousands of tall ones, swallowing them continuously.

Huang Long was so ashamed that he stood outside to block all the turbid air and prevent it from spreading.

Not long after, the demon inside roared and swallowed up the ferocious beast, and the turbid air around it began to fade away.

Huang Long also saw clearly the appearance of the demon god in the room. He was two feet tall and clearly belonged to the demon god clan. He was even a little thin judging from his height. With the mana of the wood surging around him, he should be from the tribe of Jumang, the demon god of wood.

As for cultivation, Taiyi Golden Immortal, but his understanding of laws should not be much, not as good as his own.

With the addition of the Kongtong Seal, if you really make a move, you should be able to kill instantly.

"Huh? He's not a brother of my Jumang tribe. He looks like a fellow Taoist. I don't know where he came from? But he saved my life, Xinglang. I, Xinglang, will definitely repay the favor." The demon god in the room shouted when he saw Huang Long.

The sound channel.

"Xing Lang?" Huang Long raised his eyebrows slightly. Does it have anything to do with Xing Tian?

"Not bad, what? Have you heard of my name, brother? I didn't expect that I, Lao Xing, would be so famous." Xing Lang chuckled.

"Yes, he is famous." Huang Long responded with a smile. He must have thought too much. He didn't even have a surname in Honghuang, and it couldn't be such a coincidence that there were famous people everywhere.

However, it looks much better than those from the Prosperity Tribe. Is this the difference between practicing gold and wood?

That’s not right. Queen Mother Xi also practices gold, so it’s not as good as the other. It mainly depends on the person who practices gold.

"Really? I just said I was famous, and Qing Emperor laughed at me." Xing Lang smiled, and then said, "Brother, we will talk later. I will clean up these evil spirits, resentments, and these creatures first."
As he spoke, Xing Lang moved his hands and suddenly started dancing.

Huang Long tilted his head at first, confused, saying that he could not understand the operation. Then he keenly sensed that with Xing Lang's movements, the spiritual power between heaven and earth also surged. Every time Xing Lang jumped,

It is in harmony with the melody of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth naturally lend their strength to him, taking the power of heaven and earth for their own use.

The turbid energy just erupted, and many creatures were affected by it and died directly.

The soul was affected by the turbid air and directly became a remnant soul. There is no reincarnation at the moment. This place is not close to Mount Tai and the Sea of ​​Blood. Therefore, according to common sense, it should become a lonely ghost, drifting in the wind, or on a long journey.

Either the soul will fly away, or it will be infected by the evil spirit and become a demon during the long journey.

For them, neither is good, no matter which way it is, it is extremely painful.

Neither is good for heaven and earth.

Needless to say about the latter, let’s talk about the former.

Heaven and earth give birth to living beings, which are created by rules and condensed from origin. Finally, souls are born and new lives are born.

Then birth, old age, illness and death are natural and normal. After death, the soul turns into nothingness, returns to heaven and earth, returns to the origin, and then condenses life again.

And this process consumes a lot of energy.

Therefore, if a soul has no consciousness and cannot make any contribution to heaven and earth, it will exist for too long and will not die. Heaven will also despise it.

It is also for this reason that only by establishing reincarnation in future generations can we have great merit.

Let’s give you a makeover. Instead of going through the process of transforming the origin, let’s just cleanse the memory and try it again.

Greatly saves the process.

And now, as the Xinglang dances, the remnant soul begins to naturally integrate into the heaven and earth, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to transform the soul power, and then waits for a certain opportunity to be reborn. Although it cannot be regarded as a complete pre-death life, there is nothing wrong with it.

Memory, but it will carry some of the habits and character of the original soul, which can be regarded as reincarnation.

So, is this a transcendence?

Reincarnation has not yet come out. Taoist priests and monks have not yet developed this skill. You have developed it first?

Are you still the devil warriors in my impression who disrespect heaven above and earth below, defy heaven and earth, and act recklessly?

This is what a mage should do!

Or should I say that you have become professional, practicing both magic and martial arts?