Honghuang: The Emperor of Heaven emerged from the Ruins

Chapter 112 Zhunti, do you want Lingbao?

"Haha, fellow daoists also know that I am good at forming formations. This is just something I practice in my spare time. It's just a small thing. Please don't mind it!"

The sage of Shangqing spoke sincerely to Zhunti.

Even the hand that was listening to the words and the seal was crooked.

How could the Xianmen be so shameless one by one?
If it weren't for the fact that I still need Lingbao as a node to stabilize the earth veins in the west, I can't say that I am bold, alas, what can I do?
Before Zhunti had time to suppress the helpless expression on his face, he saw a golden bridge leaping out from the hands of Taoist Xuandu, the head disciple of the Immortal Sect. Fengshui and fire surged in the four poles, and the evil spirits in the world were emptied!
"I'm just such a disciple. This picture will be passed on to him sooner or later. Let him get acquainted with it first!"

The Taiqing sage didn't even move his eyelids, just one disciple, if he didn't give the Taiji map to him, who would he give it to?
Seeing that the three of them are so thick-skinned, Zhunti has nothing to say, today he followed their way and believed in the nonsense of their rivalry within the fairy sect!
This is obviously to fight against his Buddhist family! Damn it, it's so hateful!
The Sanqing brothers looked at each other and smiled. This time, the news of the competition between the immortal sects was released to confuse the Buddhist sects. They acted as if they would not accept each other, and said that there should be fair competition, and saints should not interfere.

Then wait for some talented innate gods to clear the world of evil spirits, and then a group of immortal disciples will quickly resolve the battle with the help of spirit treasures and array maps.

First, there is no need for Lingbao to steal the limelight from the younger generations of various forces, and second, to use the opportunity of the Great Heavenly Lord to spread the projection all over the entire prehistoric region, to spread the secrets of the fairy gate!
There is no shortage of spiritual treasures, Taoism, various arts, and immortal gates. As long as you enter my immortal gate, it will be no problem!
In the worlds of all sides, there is Da Luo standing with a sword in the human race, and the pure Yang sword intent is surging towards the evil spirits, and the rest of the human race form a team and advance steadily in a battle formation!
Several great witches let out a huge roar, and their real bodies stood upright, pinched the four fierce beasts and tore them into several pieces together, the blood mist filled the sky, and the barbaric air overflowed.

And the Buddhist disciples have no spirit treasure, only an acquired spirit treasure refined from the golden lotus in the Eight Treasure Pond.

A body of mana is only about to step into the realm of Daluo. These Buddhist disciples are of average talent and background, and they are all people with strong hearts and perseverance.

Ksitigarbha alone undertook the attack of many evil spirits, his face was pale, but his seal was as immovable as a mountain, and his face was as usual.

Although the progress of the group of Buddhist disciples in eliminating demons was slow, they were progressing steadily.

Everyone scrambled to be the first to block the demon attack for the same family, resisting with their bodies.

"Receive and guide, you must mention two fellow daoists, you have taught a group of good disciples! I predict that their future will be limitless!"

After finishing speaking, Cangming covered the surrounding airspace to prevent the next conversation from leaking out.

"Nandou, later go to the treasury to take out the Lingbao and give it to a group of Buddhist disciples!"

"only!"

Nandou Xingjun handed over his hands and promised, he and Beidou two people, one is in charge of the outside, and the other is in charge of the inside.

For Cangming, heeling doesn't mean anything, what he values ​​is character, Buddhist disciples all have great perseverance, it's no wonder that Buddhism can prosper in the future.

Da Tianzun has Tianxian in his mouth, and when he says a word, all spirits can hear it, and some people think that it seems that Buddhism is not bad? Da Tianzun is optimistic, it must be extraordinary!
Brother Sanqing looked at the group of Buddhist disciples, and there was a little pressure in his heart. When the group of disciples returned, they needed to temper their perseverance.

After receiving the invitation, Zhunti and Zhunti's complexion turned from cloudy to clear, and all the helplessness in their hearts dissipated.

Zhunti even laughed cheerfully: "Thank you for the reward from the Great Tianzun, the disciples under the sect are poor, and I hope the Great Tianzun will reward you a little more!"

Nuwa, there is no surprise on the face of the Sanqing sage, isn't this the way Zhunti Laizi has always been?

"Haha, Fellow Daoist's face is better than Lingbao's!"

After Cangming finished speaking, he explained: "Nandou, see if there are any comb-shaped spiritual treasures, pick them out and send them to the saint!"

"only!"

After receiving the introduction, Zhunti and Zhunti both showed embarrassment when they heard it.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want it?!" Cangming asked playfully.

Next to Ao Li, Nuwa covered their mouths and laughed lightly, and Brother Sanqing even laughed out loud, how could the Great Heavenly Lord be so easy to take advantage of?
Beidou and Nandou looked thoughtful, and decided to pick out all the comb-shaped spiritual treasures in the warehouse and give them to each of the Buddhist disciples.

But Zhunti touched his head, and said with an undiminished smile: "Blessed by the Great Heavenly Lord, I dare not resign, I will take it!"

"Hahaha"

A group of people raised their hands and pointed at Zhunti, laughing and cursing constantly.

In the eyes of all the saints in the hall, they still maintained a dignified sitting posture and never changed.

In the follow-up, Da Luo from all parties has swept away the great worlds of all parties and appeared in the hall.

Sitting upright, not daring to whisper to each other, with eyes downcast, the center of the prehistoric world, where the empress is located, together with the prehistoric sages and all the great supernatural beings are present, no one dares to be presumptuous.

There are endless small worlds left, and the spirits of all parties whose influence is lower than that of the Great Luo Realm are still fighting the demons.

"wind!"

"Gale!"

The various tribes of the human race have a clear division of labor, each forming a large army and forming an army formation.

With one order, ten thousand arrows were fired, and the overwhelming rain of arrows shot at the demon!
"Duo!"

The sound of arrows being shot into the demon's body rang continuously, and stinky black-brown blood floated out.

"kill!"

The tribal leader rushed forward with a long gun, and the human warriors from all directions behind him rushed forward together!
Fighting hand to hand, those who have not yet attained the cultivation base of the Immortal Dao are blessed with mana on the spear, stabbing at the evil spirits continuously, surging like a huge wave, never stopping!
Jiang, a warrior of the Xuanyuan tribe, pushed his clansmen aside to defend him against the fatal blow of the demon, and his body was torn apart!
"ginger!"

A group of people don't know that they can be resurrected, they only think that their compatriots are dead, their eyes are red, they stab forward with all their strength, and they die! Never let the wounds appear on their backs!
Although these human races are mortal things, they are not afraid of life and death, do not fall into the glory of the tribe, and rush forward one after another without getting tired!
If the spear is broken, use your fist; if the bone is broken, pounce on it and bite it with your teeth!
Either you die or I die!
"Aye!"

The projection cast by Cang Ming moves with Wan Ling's will, and he will see the images he cares about.

Jiang Shi, the half-eldest son of the warrior Jiang's tribe, saw his father being torn to pieces by the demon, weeping, holding a short wooden spear, wishing he could rush into the gate of heaven and fight the demon with all his might!
Jiang's wife held her son back and suppressed her crying. There was a huge killing sound in the tribe! The elders of the tribe distributed the remaining wooden spears and stone axes, and all the old and weak women and children were ready to go in and fight the evil spirits to the death!
Just as they were walking towards Tianmen, dozens of divine lights descended.

"Aye?"

"Jiang? Yao?!"

The old patriarch took a closer look, isn't this the dead son of the clan?
"Hahaha, don't worry, Patriarch, I'm fine!"

"Aye has become a god?"

Jiang Shi's eyes lit up, seeing that Aye's attire had changed. He was dressed in silver-white armor, with a shiny spear in his hand, looking majestic and majestic.

"Hahaha, that's right!"

A group of clan warriors laughed heartily.

All of a sudden, the whole tribe cheered continuously, and Jiang Shi shouted loudly: "I'm the Son of God!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, all the saints are moved. Although these mortals have the body of ants, the courage in their chests cannot be underestimated!
It is worthy of being the head of all spirits appointed by the Great Tianzun.

Nuwa even sighed constantly: "Good children, all good children!"

The three emperors of the human race are also lucky and honored. Today's human race shows its momentum by its own strength.

The name of the saint "Baby" has since disappeared in the prehistoric world!
(End of this chapter)