Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

But what Tongtian did was not to ask for an apology at all, but to rob it.

The most important thing is that this clear grab made the Second Saint of the West willing.

Although a saint is a saint, he also needs treasures?

Without treasures, can we just use ordinary magical powers to fight?

In front of opponents of the same level, if there is no treasure, isn't it just being bullied?

It's a pity that all the treasures of Yuanshi Tianzun and the two Western Saints fell into the hands of the leader of Tongtian.

This trip to the sky not only got revenge, but also wiped away the accumulation of years, and gained a full 300 billion.

He sold the treasures of the Second Western Sage, but he kept the treasures of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Treasures such as Zhutian Qingyun, Pangu Banner and Liuhun Banner are also useful to him.

On the contrary, it is the treasure of the second sage of the West, which looks ugly and is not easy to use, so Tong Tian is naturally too lazy to use it.

Even if it is the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, he doesn't bother to use it for his disciples.

Taoist disciples are all going against the sky, especially the teachings of Jiejiao. Those who realize the Tao should cut through the thorns and move forward indomitably, the Tao is the realm.

Cultivating the physical body, no matter how strong it is, is not the best strategy.

Chatting in the Zun, Master Tongtian once again received a round of applause.

And within the Three Realms, many demon kings with excellent foundations and good hearts also set off for Jinao Island.

This battle has completely established the reputation of the Jiejiao, and it has also allowed many monks and monsters of the younger generation to see the power of the saint's orthodoxy and the strength of the Jiejiao.

In the Good Fortune Immortal Mansion, Yuan Lang was about to collect rewards.

Tong Tian's actions brought him many benefits.

"System, collect all the rewards." Yuan Lang's gaze was sharp, and he issued an order to the system.

Chapter 189

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, he received 300 billion points from Heavenly Slash!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the luck of Buddhism has dropped to freezing point, and the reward points are 100 billion!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the Luck Golden Dragon has transformed into a Luck Dragon, successfully upgraded, and gained 100 billion points!"

"Ok?"

"Luck Dragon?"

Yuan Lang was slightly taken aback when he heard the system's reward sound.

As long as his little brothers did something, he could directly get benefits.

For the first death of a saint, there is a reward worth 300 billion points.

It has been confirmed when Tongtian cut Yuanshi Tianzun before.

Killing a saint by himself can get 300 billion points for the first time, and the same is true for the younger brothers.

This time, the Buddhist sect not only lost the leading Taoist, but also lost the only few treasures. Even the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which was condensed over countless years by the second sage to the Heavenly Dao, was gone. The reduction is also reasonable.

In the past, Yuan Lang's Qi Luck Golden Dragon would absorb the luck that changed the general trend of the Three Realms, including the luck of the heavens and myriad realms.

But this time, Buddhism lost too much at one time, and all the luck that was lost invisibly was swallowed up by the golden dragon of luck.

The luck that was supposed to return to the way of heaven did not return, but made Yuan Lang cheaper.

At the same time, within the Three Realms, in the void, Heavenly Dao made a sound of anger.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sentient beings of the Three Realms were once again shocked, and the scene where their scalp became numb appeared.

An incomparable anger shrouded the sky and the earth.

When the vision of two consecutive saints falling has not yet disappeared, the wrath of heaven filled every corner of the Three Realms.

Whether it is a mortal or an immortal, they can feel the anger of the Heavenly Dao.

Heaven's luck was taken away.

In everyone's heart, he can feel a breath of incomparable grief and indignation.

This breath far exceeds the sadness of the saint's fall.

Taoist Zhunti had just returned to the ashram with his front feet when his eyes widened with his back feet.

"what happened?"

"Why do I feel that Tiandao is so angry?"

Taoist Zhunti's eyes were cloudy and cloudy, and immediately he gasped as if he had seen a ghost.

He discovered that the source of the heavenly dao was much less.

The fate of his disappearing Buddhism has not returned to the origin of the heavenly way.

How long has Fomen been established?

How huge is the luck accumulated by Buddhism?

It can be described as an extremely horrifying thing for so much luck to disappear strangely.

Zhunti Taoist felt the root of Tiandao's anger in a single thought.

Immediately, Zhunti Taoist swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and quickly closed the dojo.

He knew that the one who could have such a handwriting must be the Immortal Lang.

At the same time, inside the closed Zixiao Palace.

"Hongjun, you trash, if you don't restrict Immortal Lang, all my original luck will be swallowed up by him."

Suddenly, an indistinguishable voice from male to female rang in Hongjun's ear, "You obtained my endorsement right back then, and you have worked hard all these years, but now that things have developed like this, you are directly responsible, not to mention that you died once. The two saints, if the saints die a few more times, my origin will suffer greatly, so please do it yourself..."

Hearing this, Hongjun, who was refining the secret treasure, opened and closed his eyes, and said calmly, "You can do it, come on? Did I stop you?"

"???"

"Dare you say it again?"

"What's wrong with me? If you want to kill Immortal Lang, you must be able to bear it. I made a thousand-year agreement with him, and now I am refining this treasure. You also know that this treasure is comparable to the Pangu Kaitian God Axe. As long as This treasure is thoroughly refined, and if you master the restrictions within it, you and I will be able to kill Immortal Lang with our joint efforts."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you for another 1000 years..."

Suddenly, the sound of Daoist Hongjun Daozu's ears dissipated.

Daoist Hongjun smiled faintly, and whispered, "Heaven, oh God, are you finally in a hurry? I mentioned this variable when the mysterious luck appeared, but you didn't care about it. Now you know the urgency?"

"Hehe~"

"I won't borrow too much of your power, otherwise it would be bad if I was assimilated. I am the Dao of Heaven, but Dao of Heaven is not me..."

I don't know how Hongjun is feeling at the moment, anyway, his smile is unpredictable.

At the same time, a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

This is the breath of a treasure, and the flow of time around Hongjun is also extremely slow. One day in the outside world, tens of thousands of days have passed here.

As the Hunyuan Supreme Great Luo Jinxian, Hongjun's strength was already a leader that surpassed the saints of heaven, and Pangu back then was not much higher than him.

The entire Zixiao Palace is still in the depths of chaos, unknown to outsiders.

And it was the voice of heaven that spoke in his ear just now.

the other side.

Within the Good Fortune Immortal Mansion.

roar~

In the sky above the Immortal Mansion, a golden dragon with tens of thousands of feet is surging among the clouds.

He was the original Mini Luck Golden Dragon.

After gathering the luck of the heavens and the world, and absorbing enough luck from the origin of the three realms, he evolved.

This is a big step forward for him.

"Master, I feel that I can change everything now. Anyone who is blessed by my luck is a child of luck!" The golden dragon of luck swam around Yuan Lang.

"No, you are still very weak."

Above the sky, Yuan Lang's celestial appearance was lost, hair fluttering from his temples, and he said softly, "You are still very weak now, if you dare to jump outside, the Dao of Heaven will kill you immediately, and the prehistoric power is countless, What should you do if someone with evil intentions occupies you?"

"But....."

Hearing Yuan Lang's words, the Dragon of Luck blinked his eyes and said eagerly, "But I want to go out to play, it's too boring here, and I want to help more people, those who are weak, those who have suffered unfair fate, I I can feel the desire in their hearts every day, if I can help them, they will create miracles, and it will feed back to me.”

"Ok?"

"You still have this ability?"

Yuan Lang smiled slightly, but his heart was full of satisfaction.

Is this little guy very kind?

This is completely different from the luck of heaven.

Looking at the Three Realms, every time a calamity is measured, the sage must use calculations to gain luck, and this luck is obviously not so easy to earn.

But this luck dragon that I cultivated is not like this. He seems to be more ancient and warm-hearted, more like a god!

It stands to reason that the god of luck should be like this, guarding the world, helping the weak, so that everyone's life can be full of opportunities, and with the blessing of luck, no matter whether it is cultivation or anything, it will be even more powerful.

"You really think so?"

"Yes master, I want to go out to help the righteous souls in the world, and to help those who need help."

"Okay, let me do the math..."

Immediately, with a thought in Yuan Lang's mind, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he already knew how to deal with the matter of the luck dragon.

Chapter 190 Yuan Lang enters Tang Dynasty

In a moment, Yuan Lang's fingers counted according to a strange and mysterious rhythm, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a trace of happiness.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to a place where you can fight on the stage, and you can play to your heart's content." Yuan Lang gently stroked the dragon's head of the luck dragon, with a sense of pampering.

"Master, is it true? Can I really go out?" The Qi Luck Dragon's eyes, like copper bells, radiated curiosity.

The Dragon of Luck is still a child.

His mind is innocent, and the mind of such a dragon composed of luck will not change with time.

He seems to have a heart of a child, and his mission from birth is to help those in need.

This is commendable.

Yuan Lang has already figured it out, why is this so.

Brothers in the group, those who help in the heavens and myriad worlds are those who need help, and everyone is a child of luck.

The luck that they fed back came together

"nature."

Yuan Lang smiled lightly and waved his sleeves.

brush!

The huge Luck Dragon instantly turned into the size of a ring, and was put away by Yuan Lang.

tearing~

With a thought, a void crack appeared above the sky of Good Fortune Immortal Mansion.

In the next moment, Yuan Lang stepped into it and disappeared.

South Zhan Buzhou, Datang.