Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

Chapter 120 When will it be in the future, let me make a note.

Hearing this, Ao Yue wiped her mouth with grease and twists, and said angrily: “Well, the master said, he will go there in a while, and will be able to help Yaozu to reason with Daozu.”

Dong Huang Taiyi suddenly raised a hint of joy, and smiled: “It turns out that the Chu Feng fellow daoist is planning again. With the help of the Chu Feng fellow daoist, then my monster race will definitely be able to dominate the land.”

Donghuang Taiyi was secretly grateful.

Not only the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but even the powers of the demon clan who originally looked down on Chu Feng, such as the demon emperor Jun and the great demon Jiuying, were convinced at this time.

Before that, the reason why they were dissatisfied with Chu Feng was because Chu Feng had indeed pitted the Yaozu many times.

Secondly, for such an important event of the Demon Race, his Heavenly Dao Sect turned out to have only sent one disciple.

Forehead! ! ! !

Although, the disciple of the Heavenly Dao sect, the status and status are indeed a bit shocking.

But so what?

To put it bluntly, she Aoyue is still Chu Feng’s disciple, there is no way to change things this is.

The demon emperor stretched his brows and chuckled lightly: “Ao Yue fellow daoist, I hope you and Chu Feng fellow daoist would like to express my demon clan’s gratitude.”

“In the future, if Chu Feng fellow daoist has anything to come to my monster clan, my monster clan will naturally be…”

Before the Demon Emperor Jun could finish speaking, Ao Yue, who was still gnawing on the pig’s elbow, suddenly raised her head, regardless of her image, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and said slurredly: “Um, there is no need to thank you. , My master just likes Xiantian Lingbao, or you still get me some Xiantian Lingbao, I will bring it back to the master, how?”

take? ? ?

several? ? ? ?

Xiantian Lingbao? ? ? ?

That horse riding is Xiantian Lingbao, how come to Ao Yue’s mouth, riding horses is like Chinese cabbage?

Sure enough, the “famous teacher” had high disciples.

The Demon Emperor Jun was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to say.

After all, he was actually polite just now. How could he take this stepping horse Aoyue seriously?

Sure enough, this little Nizi, who is like Chu Feng, is still Yu Huashi, what to say.

The atmosphere was embarrassing at this time, and everyone around was even more ugly.

What should we do now?

Don’t you? If you talk too much, you can blow it out.

Right? That was Xiantian Lingbao, not Chinese cabbage, and they didn’t have a few monsters.

How could they be willing?

“Um! Little friend Aoyue, let’s talk about this later, don’t worry.” Donghuang Taiyi said embarrassingly.

Ao Yue’s eyebrows frowned and she said sincerely: “Fellow daoist, when will it be in the future, let me remember, go back and tell me Master, push the schedule.”

Donghuang Taiyi: “…”

Demon Emperor Jun: “…”

Demon Master Kunpeng: “…”

Great Demon Jiuying: “…”

Baize Lion: “…”

The powers of the monster race: “…”

When everyone was bewildered, they saw that this Ao Yue turned out to be slowly taking out a small notebook, randomly using Spiritual Qi to make a brush, like a good baby, waiting here.

“Um, fellow daoist, I took out both paper and pen. Tell me, don’t worry I can remember.”

“You think it was a good time that day, I’ll go back and talk to the master, how about it?”

Seeing this, Dong Huangtai’s complexion also shrank into pig liver color.

After clearing his throat, this was the faint opening and said: “Um, fellow daoist, I’ll go 30 days away from the Third Stage first, and report to Ming Dao ancestor.”

Ao Yue’s big eyes rolled around, just about to speak, but was directly interrupted by Demon Emperor Jun.

“Dage, how about I go with you?”

“After all, you and I are both the second emperor of the Demon Race. This matter is a major event for my Demon Race. Look…”

Eastern Emperor Taiyi shook his head slightly, and said lightly: “No, after all, you are the emperor of the monster clan, and you need to sit in the Heaven Court. After all, the dragons can’t be left alone.”

“Moreover, with the help of Heavenly Dao Zongchu Sect Leader in this matter, it was naturally accomplished.”

“My brother, don’t worry.”

After saying this, it turned into a streamer directly and rushed towards the distance.

Thirty Third Stage days above the floating clouds, one leaps and changes the dragon.

At the same time, the Wu Clan.

In the temple of the Witch Clan, everyone’s expressions were still unreliable.

“Chu Feng fellow daoist, you look at the Blood Essence of Pangu god-tier. My monster race has collected so much for tens of thousands of years, but why now…”

“Is it possible that something is wrong with my Wu Clan’s method?”

“What steps are still missing?”

Zu Wudi Jiang stared at the pool of blood in front of him, and said solemnly.

A glimmer of colorful light suddenly burst out of Chu Feng’s eyes, like a flowing cloud, making people feel chilling.

After watching for a while, I discovered that even though the Blood Essence of Pangu god-tier was fairly pure, the problem was that the Spiritual Qi that I had absorbed right now was not enough. Naturally, there was not much reaction.

Shaking his head slightly, he chuckled and said, “Dijiang fellow daoist, you think too much…”

“It’s just that this Spiritual Qi is not enough.”

As he spoke, Chu Feng waved his hand slightly, and the Spiritual Qi in a radius of tens of thousands of miles suddenly gathered in a group, in the center of the blood pool, waving and swaying, like a drizzle in the spring of March.

As the Spiritual Qi continued to spread, the blood pool began to vibrate slowly.

Dozens of blood groups, soaring above the void, terrifying power and chilling.

These many blood masses, under the nourishment of Spiritual Qi, turned out to be like huge blood scabs. After wriggling several times, they turned into powerful witches of different forms.

Jiufeng, Chi You, Xing Tian, ​​Xiang Liu, Feng Bo, Yushi, and other great powers of the prehistoric witch race, slowly stood up, with respectful expressions, and cupped hands slightly towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was extremely shocked.

Let me go, there are so many great powers of the witch clan, right?

This Realm, it must be a big Luo Jinxian Realm, right?

Especially Jiufeng, who was the last leader of the Wu Clan.

According to legend, Jiufeng is a special case of the Witch Clan. It is the Witch Clan with the purest Pangu bloodline besides the Twelve Ancestral Witch. It is also the only Witch Clan that has a primordial spirit besides the Twelve Ancestral Witch.

She is the younger sister of Ancestral Witch Qiangliang and the only heir of Xuanming Witchcraft, second only to the Twelve Ancestral Witches in strength.

In the Lich War that year, Jiufeng followed Xuan Ming to kill the Heaven Court, which made countless demon gods frightened.

The lich wars, the prehistoric lands are shattered, and the rest of the ancestral witches are gone. The ancestral witch Xuanming and Donghuangtai are killed together, and Jiufeng is the surviving leader of the witch clan.

She summoned the remaining members of the Witch race and began to compete with the Human race for benefits.

However, the human race should be reunited, and the Witch race was eventually eliminated.

This can be regarded as a poor woman.

Chu Feng turned his eyes and looked at a middle-aged man in pitch black armor not far away.

This person is holding a big axe, and between walking, the ground trembles slightly, showing a terrifying aura.

This person is…