Chapter 133: The Saints Gather in the Sea of ??Blood
Kong Xuan's agile peacock is still deeply loved by Chen Yuyang. On Qingyang Island, this guy seems to never be idle. If he had not stole Zhong Huangli in Yuyang Flower Garden, or if he had stole Zhong Huangli in Qingyang Palace.
Chen Yuyang turned a blind eye to the fine wines and never cared about them.
However, I have to say that Kong Xuan is indeed a genius who practices Taoism. In the past thousand years of Qingyang Island, there has been a breakthrough without seeing how Kong Xuan practices. His cultivation has jumped from the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal to the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal.
, one step away from the quasi-saint cultivation level, which makes people envious.
Having said that, I don’t know how many spiritual fruits have fallen into this guy’s stomach. Have you ever seen anyone eat life fruits for food? Kong Xuan is, if Kong Xuan’s cultivation is still stagnant in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal
I'm afraid Chen Yuyang will jump up and scolded: You kid are simply wasting my spiritual fruit.
Qingyang Island is worthy of being rich and powerful. Just Kong Xuan's way of eating is a drop in the bull. The speed of his eating is not as fast as these spiritual fruits grow? After all, Qingyang Island is born of Zhuge Qingqing's Five Elements Body, and these things grow up.
It was very fast, and sometimes it could not be eaten, so it was taken out by Chen Yuyang to make wine.
Time passes by like a flash. Now the four continents of the prehistoric land are becoming increasingly stable. The development of the human race has reached a level that spreads in every corner of the four continents. It is truly the protagonist of the prehistoric land. In addition to the human race and some livestock
, there will be no other sightings.
Years of time, one hundred thousand years have passed in the prehistoric world. On this day, Chen Yuyang called Kong Xuan to come to his face. Looking at Kong Xuan’s increasingly mature face and respectful posture, Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "Kong Xuan, you are now
It is the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal, the first person under the Five-Colored Divine Light Quasi Saint. Today, the master will take you to the Jiuyou Underworld to see it. Now someone is going to attain enlightenment in Jiuyou Hell. Although it is not attaining enlightenment in Hunyuan, you see
It's good to see it!"
Kong Xuan nodded immediately and said, "Abide by the master's order!"
Chen Yuyang raised his head and sighed and murmured to himself: "One hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand years, the seal of the Nine Nether Hell is about to be untied!"
With a wave of his hand, Chen Yuyang and Kong Xuan had already appeared on the Nine Nether Sea of Blood. On the Sea of Blood, a beautiful woman in plain clothes was looking up at the sky, as if she was thinking about something in a daze. Her face was filled with tears.
, muttered to himself: "It's been ten thousand years, it's been ten thousand years!"
Kong Xuan saw Houtu and his whole body trembled. It seemed that he had never seen such a beautiful woman since he came to this prehistoric world. So he spoke, "Master, who is this?"
Chen Yuyang smiled faintly and said, "Empress Houtu!"
Kong Xuan was shocked again and nodded, but followed Chen Yuyang and came to Houtu step by step. Houtu's beautiful eyes moved slightly, as if he was still a little resentful about the death of the ancestor witch. He looked at Chen Yuyang and said coldly:
"Brother Qingyang has free time, so I wonder what advice can I give to my younger sister Jiuyou Hell?"
Chen Yuyang touched the tip of his nose awkwardly and said with a smile: "What should fellow Taoist Houtu know?"
Unexpectedly, the little girl from Houtu suddenly became angry and said, "Houtu doesn't know, I don't know!" As he said that, Houtu's voice began to choke, his beautiful eyes were like a pair of sensation, and his heart was filled with huge waves.
It rolled up like that, as if it was indescribable hysteria.
Chen Yuyang put his big hands gently on Houtu's shoulder and said, "Fellow Taoist Houtu, what's the will of heaven?"
Houtu sneered and said, "What a destiny. Brother Qingyang should not bully Houtu and do not know the number of days. Houtu is also the supreme saint at this moment. How can you not know where the Lich fights the destiny? But Brother Qingyang has a destiny.
The power of the witch clan does not pity my power, what can Houtu do to do with it!"
Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly again and said, "The witch tribe has lost its innate fortune to slaughter human race. The fellow Taoist Houtu should understand this. Besides, if the twelve ancestor witches are not dead, it will be difficult for the vast land to be quiet. Those who deserve to die will die.
You should understand this point. If the twelve witch tribes die, the witch tribe will still be scheming in the future!”
"Then why is Emperor Jun Taiyi of the Demon Clan undead?" Hou Tu started to mess around.
Kong Xuan, who was on the side, couldn't understand it, and said, "Rareless, my master is so arrogant, why is it so rude?" As he said that, Kong Xuan couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Master Master."
It’s true that women and villains are just difficult for them to raise! You must stay away from women in the future!”
Little did not know that Chen Yuyang wanted to tear Kong Xuan's mouth at this moment. But looking at Houtu's resentful eyes, Chen Yuyang couldn't help but say: "Fellow Taoist Houtu, life and death are naturally determined. You should know this, in Zixiao Palace, the old Taoist Hongjun
Seven Hongmeng purple qi were passed down, and Di Jun had one, and with the approval of the Heavenly Way, Di Jun naturally could not die!"
"Don't Brother Qingyang think that this statement is too far-fetched?" Hou Tu snorted coldly.
"Haha, of course, there is also my meaning in this. If I don't want Di Jun and Taiyi to die, they can't die! Is this the same thing in the vast land? If I die, I will tell fellow Taoists Houtu to the truth.
The seat is the body of a golden crow. Do fellow Taoists think that I can make the Jin Crow clan's vein? "Chen Yuyang's eyes began to become cold.
These words shocked Houtu and said, "So that's it, so that's it. No wonder the demon clan has always been fearless. It turns out that Di Jun and Taiyi's biggest reliance is not Nuwa, but you, Qingyang Daozun!"
Chen Yuyang didn't speak, but just walked over the sea of blood, with a slightly smile on his face.
Soon, golden lights began to flood the sea of blood. The sky showed abnormal movements and the earth gushed golden lotus. This was a sign of the saint. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the gates of the underworld have been wide open, and some people will always think about it.
Needless to say, pay attention to the six realms of reincarnation. Western teachings, Cunti, has already arrived.
Immediately afterwards, Tongtian, Lao Tzu and the Three Pure Ones arrived, and everyone was as energetic as before.
Everyone ignored Houtu and walked straight towards Chen Yuyang, greeting each other. After all, the great people who can fight against the Taoist ancestor are also much higher in the prehistoric world. I am respectful, Yuanshi is indifferent, and Tongtian is looking at it.
He smiled at his disciple Kong Xuan and said, "Not bad, little Kong Xuan, Qingyang Island has been around for thousands of years, I never thought that your cultivation level will be over a hundred feet!"
Kong Xuan smiled and said, "We need more teachings from two masters!"
Chapter completed!