Chapter 406: The Youchao Clan Vs. The Batian Clan

Chapter 406: The Youchao Clan vs. the Batian Clan

In most of the human races, Xuanjun sat on the main hall, watching the world with divine eyes, and did not make any comments on Haotian's behavior. Now as long as you stand up to help the human race, you are all friends of the human race, no matter what your purpose is.

"Haotian has good eyesight, and Pindao is optimistic about him." Mosquito Taoist looked in the direction of Tianya Mountain, saw the heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavenly court making contributions, and said with a smile, after all, he was invited by Haotian to be a guest in the heavenly court for a period of time before .

"That's right, this Heavenly Emperor is quite courageous, and it's worth paying attention to." Suirenshi pondered for a moment, then said slowly, the words had a deep meaning, and they were telling Xuanjun that they could communicate with the Heavenly Court in the future.

"There is no incompetent person under Daozu." Kong Xuanyang said, simple and clear, and he is also very optimistic about Haotian's approach.

Everyone nodded. None of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace were incompetent. Even Hongyun Patriarch and Dragon Emperor Ao Liangchen of their Penglai lineage had heard of Taoism in Zixiao Palace, and even Kong Xuan was there. I went to listen to the sermon for the third time.

When everyone was talking about Haotian, Kong Xuan showed a stern look in his eyes, looked in the direction of Tianya Mountain, stood up immediately, looked at the people present again, and said coldly: "The Overseas Alliance has dispatched quasi-sages, and now the We are approaching Tianya Mountain, let's hurry there, otherwise"

After Kong Xuan finished speaking, he turned into a rainbow and went away. The rainbow light technique was activated instantly, and Taoist Mosquito also used the rainbow light technique to turn into a long rainbow. In the blink of an eye, he was already millions of miles away.

Xuanjun's face was cold, but he didn't leave. Instead, he sat in the hall and watched the quasi-sages leave one by one. The Suiren clan, Youchao clan, and Ziyi clan also flew towards Tianya Mountain.

When all the quasi-sages and great powers left one by one, Xuanjun sat alone in the hall, holding the Kongtong seal tightly in his hand. This is the treasure of the human race, where the luck of the human race is gathered. The reason why Xuanjun did not go is because He wants to sit in charge of the human race and suppress the luck of the human race.

If Xuanjun leaves the human race here, the luck of the human race will be unstable, and the outcome will be truly unpredictable.

Somewhere in the wilderness, Hong Yun looked at Tianya Mountain, with a slight smile on his face, his disciples were gathered together in this battle, put down what they were doing, Hong Yun took out "Nianxiang" and handed it to Patriarch Yang Mei a gourd.

"Those disciples of Pindao usually rely on Penglai's prestige and have never really fought. This time, Pindao, let's see what they have learned from me." Hong Yun took a sip of Nianxiang, and then said to Patriarch Yang Mei.

Patriarch Yang Mei also looked in the direction of Tianya Mountain with great interest. He admired Hongyun's method of teaching his disciples very much. It can be said that even Hongjun admired Hongyun's method of teaching his disciples. Not only did he teach a saint , and taught four holy people, and what is even more rare is that there is no dispute or internal strife in the Penglai lineage.

"Fellow Daoist is being unkind, what's the point of drinking without wine and not tasting fairy fruit." Ancestor Yang Mei pretended to frown, looking at Hong Yun and said.

"Uh..." Hong Yun was speechless for a while, and took out Nianxiang by himself, but you were unwilling to take out the two innate spirit fruits. For a while, Hong Yun's attitude towards the grand incarnation of ancestor Yang Mei changed instantly, this girl is absolutely stingy to die for.

"These are the only four Huangzhong plums left in Pindao. If you want to eat any more, you will have them all." Hong Yun took out four Huangzhong plums and gave two to Patriarch Yang Mei.

"What do you mean, fellow daoist?" Patriarch Yang Mei took Huang Zhongli, took out ten more ginseng fruits, and gave five to Hongyun, and then said with a smile, "friend daoist misunderstood the meaning of poor daoist, Daoist." Friends give wine, and this innate spiritual fruit will naturally come out of poverty."

Hong Yun cursed in his heart, since you came out, then you also accepted my Huang Zhongli, besides, this ginseng fruit is not yours, Hong Yun felt speechless for a while.

How did Hongyun know that these ginseng fruits were given to Hongyun by Zhen Yuanzi, who asked ancestor Yang Mei to give them to Hong Yun. After all, Zhen Yuanzi had been practicing with Yang Mei ancestor, and he didn't know that he hadn't seen Hongyun for many years. He thought that the ginseng fruit in Hongyun might have run out of food That's why Yang Mei patriarch handed it over to Hong Yun.

Huangzhong plum and ginseng fruit are both top-quality innate spiritual fruits, especially Huangzhong plum, if you eat one, you can directly prove the Da Luo Jinxian, and ginseng fruit is also a rare treasure. Jinxian is still ok.

Both Hongyun and Yangmei Patriarch looked at Tianya Mountain, with a look of watching a play, tasting the nostalgia brewed by Hongyun, eating Huangzhong Li and ginseng fruit, I am afraid that only these two people can do this in the prehistoric world It's one o'clock.

At the end of the world, thousands of miles away, Taoist Mosquito stood and looked at the people in front of him. Among these people, there were holy people and quasi-sages, and none of them were below quasi-sages.

And standing behind Taoist Mosquito stood Kong Xuan, Suiren clan, Youchao clan and Ziyi clan, and other great powers, but compared to the number they dealt with, there was a difference of seven or eight times.

However, there is no trace of fear on the side of Taoist Mosquito, especially Taoist Mosquito, the murderous look in his eyes is gradually getting stronger, and the blood god's banner has appeared in his hand, he has already felt the hunger and thirst of the blood god's banner, and he has not drunk the holy water for ten thousand years. blood.

"My dear, this time the poor Taoist will let you drink the blood of the most holy, so that you will be full." Taoist Mosquito caressed the blood god's banner, just like stroking a lover, carefully.

"You are the Taoist Mosquito, killing the gods in the wild? The poor Taoist seems to be nothing more than that." A sage next to Tai Guzun looked at the Taoist Mosquito and said slowly, with a look of disdain on his face, he felt the Taoist Mosquito's utmost respect. The holy realm has no stability of its own.

"Uncle Mosquito, you come or I come." Seeing someone insulting Taoist Mosquito, the Penglai lineage has always been united, You Chao stood up, came to Taoist Mosquito, and said slowly.

Daoist Mosquito glanced at the Holy Sea Clan indifferently, shook his head, and immediately said: "He is not worthy of the poor Taoist, you take off his three-eyed head, and let the poor Taoist sacrifice the magic weapon. "

"Okay." With just one word, you can see the confidence of Youchao clan. As the ancestor of the human race, Youchao clan has already proved to be the most holy at the end of the ancient times, and his magical power is unpredictable.

"The poor Taoist clan has the Chao family, who will take your life." A magic weapon in the shape of a house slowly appeared in the hands of the You Chao family.

"The Batian clan of the Primordial Clan, behead your head." The Batian clan, that is, the most holy sea clan, stepped forward in one step and came to the sky, standing opposite the Youchao clan.

The other great powers retreated one after another to make room for the two of them. The Holy Spirit fought, and the sky fell apart. Without any words, the two fought together.

Youchao clan showed the fighting body of the heavens, and Wanzhang's real body blasted out with a divine fist, breaking the space everywhere, blasting towards Batian clan.