Prehistoric: King Zhou’s divine choice!

Chapter 117

At the same time, the true appearance of the yellow dragon transformed by Huang Long Zhenren finally couldn't withstand the power of the golden hoop circle, and the shrinking dragon body fell to the Jinji Ridge, with a sad expression of resignation.

Now he can only admit it first, and wait for the Taoist brothers to save him.

Seeing that Huang Long Zhenren accepted his fate, Di Xin's face suddenly showed a smile.

Then, he suddenly thought of something, and took out a jade plaque hanging from the six-treasure golden dragon chariot.

After waving his hand and carving the four characters of Huanglong Zhenren on it, Jin Dasheng was ordered to hang under the dragon head of Huanglong Zhenren.

This made Zhang Kui and Huang Feihu's eyes widen.

Even the old lady Wen Zhong almost pulled off a few whiskers.

Beating Huang Long Zhenren back to the prototype and using it as a mount is already slapping Yuan Shi Tianzun's face fiercely.

Now the king is still hanging a jade plaque engraved with the true number of Huang Long below.

This is just slapping the face of Yuan Shi Tianzun, but beating the faces of the twelve golden immortals together.

After that, whenever these six treasures of the golden dragon traveled, they saw that the real person of the yellow dragon was pulling.

This makes Guang Chengzi and others, who are also the twelve golden immortals of the Teaching, how to deal with themselves, I am afraid that the arrogance of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Interpretation of the Twelve Golden Immortals will be lost, and they will become a laughing stock in the wilderness.

Huang Long Zhenren just wanted to be annoyed, but suddenly smiled at God, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he remembered the power of the golden hoop circle on his head, and quickly lowered his head in fear.

"Your Majesty, is there anything wrong with this? "

"I'm afraid this move will cause the wrath of the sect interpreters, and then..."

Wen Zhong said to Di Xin with some hesitation.

Although he didn't finish his words, he was obviously a little jealous of Yuan Shi Tianzun's anger and expounding on the twelve golden immortals.

Hearing Wen Zhong's words, Di Xin smiled meaningfully.

"The old lady doesn't need to worry, what the widow wants is to provoke the other party and force the Sect Jin Immortal to come!"

He deliberately added a jade plaque engraved with the Taoist number on Huang Long Zhenren, except when he suddenly remembered the future life.

Yuan Shi Tianzun took action to capture the three people of the Tongtian Sect Master's entourage, the Lingya Immortal and the Qishou Immortal, and handed them over to the three golden immortals of Manjushri and Fuxian as mounts, and specially engraved their names on the jade plate to humiliate the sect leader and the Tongtian Sect Master.

is also because Di Xin suddenly thought that he only accepted Huang Long Zhenren as a mount, and Yuan Shi Tianzun did not want to see this disciple of the "Four No Golden Immortals".

The other party is afraid that even if he is shocked by this, he may only think that he has not had this disciple.

Therefore, he imitated Yuan Shi Tianzun's trick to damage people's faces, to further provoke the golden immortal.

With this jade plaque, Di Xin was sure that the remaining few people among the twelve golden immortals of the Interpretation Sect would not be able to hang up on their faces!

The corners of Di Xin's mouth are slightly hooked.

Although the cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals is profound, there is no shortage of power under the sect, and even surpasses it.

Just before that, Shen Gongbao had already been ordered by him to visit overseas immortal islands and invite people to help.

If you can take this opportunity to kill several Sect Interpretation Golden Immortals at once, then the gains you can get will definitely be quite large!

It depends on what great power Shen Gongbao can invite this time.

"Whew!"

At this time, Dai Li, the dog spirit among the seven monsters of Meishan, suddenly turned into a demonic wind and fell, reporting to Di Xinyu.

"King Qiqi, there was a strange movement in Xiqi, and Yang Jian suddenly used the technique of change to leave, heading towards the north. "

Half a month ago, he had been ordered to keep an eye on the movements in Xiqi City.

Now although Yang Jian is cautiously casting the art of change and leaving, but as a dog, how can he not smell some breath changes.

After all, no matter how subtle Yang Jian's transformation technique was, even his breath could be changed.

But in the entire Xiqi City, except for those guards and soldiers, only the breath of Jiang Ziya and Yang Jian existed.

Now that one of them is missing, how can Dai Li still not be able to guess the reason.

Hearing this news, Di Xin, Wen Zhong and the others all knew it in their hearts.

Yang Jian must have gone to the division for help!

Because to the north, it happens to be the Taoist place of the Yuding real person.

............

A few hours after Yang Jian left Xiqi City, as soon as it was nightfall, Di Xin suddenly noticed a faint mosquito cry sounding towards his palace tent.

Sensing this, his eyes flashed instead.

Because, although this mosquito was changed by the art of change, he already felt a trace of demonic energy.

Obviously, this mosquito was not transformed by Yang Jian, but Yuan Hong came back!

And in fact, it is.

Soon, Di Xin saw a mosquito fly into the tent, and with a flash of brilliance, it turned into Yuan Hong's figure again.

In his hand he also holds an extremely delicate bag.

"Your Majesty, the last general has taken the things carefully prepared by the moon and the old man according to one of the kings!"

Yuan Hong said towards Di Xin.

As he said this, he respectfully presented the bag in his hand.

"Good!"

Di Xin suddenly looked overjoyed.

When he opened it, he saw that there was a red thread quietly placed in it.