Hong Huang: I'm An Iron-Eater, I Was Overheard By The Earth

Chapter 57 Magic Treasures (seeking collection, seeking recommendation ticket)

“Hou Yi, Brother Gun Gun, Hou Tu Zu Wu has an order, order you to follow me back to Mount Bu Zhou immediately.” After Xing Tian landed in front of Hou Yi, he said to Gun Gun who was sitting next to him.

Hearing this, Gumgun took out the popsicle in his mouth and said to Xing Tian speechlessly: “Da Wu, we are going back. I originally wanted to stay in Penglaiduo for a few days to see if there was nothing to take away. Yes, but Houyi Dawu must rush back.”

“Hou Yi did the right thing. An accident happened to Beiming. We must prepare for the battle. If the ancestor witch wants us to help Beiming, we will be fine…”

Before Xingtian could finish speaking, Gumball turned around and turned his back to him, too lazy to listen to him continue to talk nonsense.

Preparing for war, but also rushing to aid Beiming…

This is not realistic at all. There is still some possibility for the ancestral witches to rush to help. We…there is simply too late. When we arrive, Kunpeng is afraid that he has already surrendered to the monster clan.

“Brother Fumbling, this is not the time for you to be lazy. This matter is very important. You can figure it out. What’s the situation of Bei Ming, is Kunpeng still alive?” After Xing Tian and Hou Yi had spoken some words, they found the other side. The Chubby Bear turned his back to himself, and his face twitched a few times, but he still said to him patiently.

“Oh~” I was too lazy to listen to nonsense, but Xingtian’s voice still passed into Own’s ears. Hearing the words, he sighed, looked back at him, did not say anything, just raised his arms and pinched his fingers. Then……

“Huh?” The whole bear was taken aback.

“Brother Gungun, how’s it going?” Seeing this performance of Gungun, Xing Tian hurriedly asked him. Although Hou Yi didn’t make a sound, he looked at it nervously.

“Kunpeng is still alive, the Yaozu has retired.”

“Great!” Xing Tian and Hou Yi’s faces simultaneously showed a hint of joy.

“A trace of Kunpeng’s true spirit is on the beckoning banner.” Gungun continued.

Xing Tian: “…”

Hou Yi: “…”

Can’t you say it all at once if you have something?

“This is bad, Kunpeng is subject to the demon-raising flag, and I am afraid that he will become our enemy in the future.” Hou Yi frowned and said with a heavy heart.

“Then we will kill him first!” Xing Tian moved the battle axe in his hand, domineering.

“Don’t be impulsive, this matter will wait until we return to Zhoushan to ask the ancestral witches to… eh? Brother Kungun, what are you still doing?” Suddenly, Hou Yi noticed that Kungun was still pinching the claws of the bear. With a serious expression, he asked it.

“Da Wu, I just accidentally counted a Magic Treasures that is destined for me.” Gumbling paused the calculation, raised his head, and said to Hou Yi.

“What are your magic Treasures?”

“Yin & Yang two gas cylinders.” Gumbling replied, after finishing speaking, swish, and took out a half-black and half-white bamboo from its portable Minor World.

“This is my Magic Treasures, Yin & Yang grinding bamboo. I just calculated that the two cylinders of Yin & Yang in the hands of Golden-winged Great Peng are derived from the same source. If the two are combined, Yin & Yang can be extracted. & Yang two spirits.”

“Yin & Yang two qi? Then, what use is it for you?” Hou Yi asked.

“Uh…” Rubbing his nose, raised his head, looked at the sky for a while, and then said uncertainly: “Maybe I will evolve into a Yin & Yang panda.”

Hou Yi: “???”

Xing Tian: “???”

…

At the same time, the North Sea of ​​Underworld.

The faces of the ancestral witches who learned of the previous events from Kunpeng were very ugly.

They…come late!

“Several ancestor witches, I still have to deal with the affairs of the clan, I have no time to entertain you, please go back.” After finishing the previous incident, Kunpeng said with a please gesture to Dijiang and other ancestor witches.

Hearing this, Dijiang frowned and said coldly: “Kunpeng, you have now taken refuge in the monster clan. You will be the enemy of the witch clan in a million years. If you want us to go back like this, do you think it’s possible?”

“Perhaps. I have to take refuge in the monster clan. Although it is a shame, I am now the fairy of the monster clan, and the Feng clan is also connected with the monster clan fortune. Want to openly challenge Sage’s authority?” Kunpeng asked Dijiang calmly.

“You!” Hearing these words, Dijiang was furious in an instant, and pressed towards Kunpeng with an aura like a boundless sea.

“Cough cough~” Kunpeng staggered a few steps towards the retreated, coughing up some blood.

“Brother, let me kill him!” Zhu Rong raised his right hand and said to Di Jiang with a flame in his hand.

“Brother, kill him!” Gonggong also shouted to Dijiang. Their witches have always only worshiped Pangu. Now that Kunpeng, a trash, dares to use Hongjun to suppress them, it is totally unreasonable!

Hearing the words of the two brothers behind him, a murderous intent flashed in Di Jiang’s eyes, but…

“The Witches will not return to Zhoushan quickly, and within a million years, they must not invade Beiming!” Suddenly, a huge voice came from outside the Thirty Third Stage.

It’s Hongjun!

Dijiang and other ancestor witches raised their heads to look at the sky, gritted their teeth, and their hearts were full of anger.

Dao Zu, Sage…

“Humph!” Dijiang snorted at the sky, and immediately looked at Kunpeng in front of him viciously, then waved his hand and said, “Let’s go!”

“Om~” Suddenly, the laws of space fluctuated, and Dijiang and other ancestor witches disappeared.

“Thank you Daozu!” Seeing this, Kunpeng sighed in relief and thanked the direction of the Purple Cloud Palace.

“Kunpeng, if you can’t bear what the mortal immortal can’t bear, you can only do what the mortal immortal can’t, so you can do it for yourself~”

Hearing this, Kunpeng’s eyes moved a little bit, lowering his head, and said respectfully: “Yes, I would like to thank Daozu for his guidance.”

After a few seconds, Kunpeng stood up.

“Brother.” Kong Xuan called to Kunpeng.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” Kunpeng turned his head and said to Kong Xuan, then narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: “Demon race, Wu race, huh, one day, I will let you pay the price!”

“Huh? He Fang Xiaoxiao? Get out of here!” Suddenly, Kunpeng noticed something and shouted sharply.

…

“Ouch!” Among the Witch tribe’s army flying towards Buzhou Mountain, Kugun, who was sitting on the step, suddenly hugged Own’s head and screamed.

Upon seeing this, Hou Yi and Xing Tian hurriedly flashed to its side and asked: “Fun brother, what’s wrong with you?”

“No, it’s okay, I was pecked by a bird.” Gungun said.

“What?” Hearing this, Hou Yi and Xing Tian looked at each other, both of them could see the color of doubt in each other’s eyes, and they were pecked by the bird?

“Didn’t I just look at it from a distance? The start is so cruel.” A black and white light emerged from Gwangun’s body, shiningly, healed the injury caused by Kunpeng’s shout, and at the same time, he felt aggrieved in his heart.

After a cup of tea, the injury healed, Kugun put down the bear’s paw that was holding his head, raised his head, and looked at the north, muttering: “But… the Golden-winged Great Peng carving seems to be unable to beat me now.”