Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

"Ding! The host can buy Good Fortune Immortal Mansion, and within the range of this item, the current heaven cannot be smashed."

As the sound of the system fell, an item in the system space was automatically screened out and appeared in front of Yuan Lang.

Fortune Immortal Mansion, [-] million points.

"Note: This treasure can change shape at will, and can exist in any mode. The host is safe and sound in the Immortal Mansion."

After reading the introduction of the system, Yuan Lang gritted his teeth, "I bought it!"

In this supreme world, life-saving is the most important thing.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for spending [-] million points and successfully purchasing Fortune Immortal Mansion."

After the words fell, a miniature Immortal Mansion appeared in front of Yuan Lang.

There is no need to recognize the owner, Yuan Lang already feels that this treasure is connected with him by blood.

change!

I saw a flash of inspiration, and the Immortal Mansion turned into a wisp of air, completely melting into the void.

Seeing such a wonderful change, Yuan Lang smiled and entered the Immortal Mansion with a single movement.

Inside the Immortal Mansion, the appearance has changed drastically.

The wide sofa, the huge three-dimensional projection screen, and the fairy wine that can be seen everywhere are also made into ice cold drinks of various tastes by Yuan Lang.

"It's good to be an immortal. You can do whatever you want. It's a good feeling to be an immortal."

Yuan Lang was located in the main hall of the Good Fortune Immortal Mansion, and clicked on the group chat invitation card.

"Since you're invited, let's invite Patriarch Hongjun. If this cowhide boss joins the group chat, wouldn't I be invincible?"

With a second thought, Yuan Lang activated the search page of the chat group.

Immediately, on the giant projection in front of Yuan Lang's eyes, miniatures of the prehistoric world began to appear.

This is unmatched by any high technology.

Yuan Lang stared at the screen, his face was full of shock, the prehistoric world was too big.

Even a single East China Sea, according to Yuan Lang's estimate, surpassed the sum of the area of ​​countless planets in the memory of later generations.

The picture is constantly changing, appearing in the chaotic void.

Here, a majestic palace is floating, and the terrifying aura of immortality is entrenched outside. Even through the screen, Yuan Lang can feel that oppressive force.

"Lock Hongjun and confirm the invitation."

Yuan Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he clicked OK.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Daoist Hongjun sits on the futon of the Dao Dao, his body is like the true Dao, and the aura of chaos must be avoided.

As usual, Hongjun is comprehending the Hongmeng Dao at this moment.

Great realm is Hongjun's only pursuit.

Suddenly, a voice resounded in Hongjun's mind, "Ding! Immortal Lang invited you to join the chat group of Hongmeng thugs, do you accept?"

"Bold!"

"Lang Daxian? Where are you evildoer? How dare you pretend to be a ghost?"

"In front of me, do you dare to call him a great immortal?"

In the next moment, the expected invitation screen did not appear, but with a thought in Hongjun's mind, the ray of golden light that had quietly entered his consciousness was fragmented.

"What is this?"

"Something from outside the territory?"

Hongjun looked at the golden spot of light gradually dissipating in his hand, but couldn't find out what it was, so he shook his head and continued to close his eyes, as if he was asleep.

"Hey, bad luck, wasting my invitation card."

In the Good Fortune Immortal Mansion, Yuan Lang looked at the extremely domineering Hongjun, feeling quite disappointed.

"Sure enough, as the later generations said, this heavenly sage, even the teacher of a sage, is also good at calculating and extremely domineering..."

Yuan Lang slammed his mouth and gave orders to the system.

Yuan Lang firmly believed that if Hongjun could find himself, maybe he would have been cut into pieces for research from a mouse by now.

Moreover, Hongjun's murderous intent was naked, and he could feel it through the screen.

If you want to change the general situation, you will inevitably go to the opposite side with Hongjun. The opportunity is given to you, if you can't grasp it, then don't blame yourself.

Anyway, with my current cultivation base, I can only start the mission with the highest four stars.

Only by improving one's own cultivation base can one accept the task of triggering the highest nine stars.

Above the nine stars, there are supreme missions.

"Since I want to change the general situation, why should I invite saints? I have so many treasures. Wouldn't it be nice to create a few saint brothers?"

Seeing that all his targets had been searched, Yuan Lang threw out five invitation cards in an instant.

Drain the estuary.

Erlangshen was meditating when suddenly a voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Immortal Lang invited you to join the chat group of Hongmeng thugs, do you agree?"

Yang Jian was shocked.

Who is the person who can enter his consciousness and speak quietly like this?

Yang Jian, who practiced eighty-nine Xuangong and became physically holy, is a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but his cultivation is already comparable to that of Da Luo.

After a few simple observations without any adverse reactions, Yang Jian clicked OK.

heaven.

The Great Temple of the Three Altars and Haihui.

Nezha had just finished his one-day court meeting, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face.

After becoming the God of Heaven, Nezha was already used to this nine-to-five life, restricted by the list of gods.

"Ding! Immortal Lang invited you to join the chat group of Hongmeng thugs, do you agree?"

As the sound sounded, Nezha suddenly sacrificed the Qiankun circle, and the fire-pointed gun in his hand was also full of glory.

"Where is the evildoer?"

Nezha, who suddenly seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, made the gods in the distance shake their heads.

This brat is thousands of years old and still so skinny.

The next moment, Nezha also felt that the voice turned into a panel and appeared in his mind, without any danger, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Out of curiosity, Nezha clicked Confirm.

He wanted to see what a good toy this thing was.

On the other side, the three Monkey Kings who had just experienced the difficulty of the manifestation of the Four Saints on the Westward Journey also received the notice.

"Brother Monkey, what kind of monster is doing this?"

"Eldest brother, what exactly is this? How could it quietly enter our divine soul?"

"This...."

Hearing Sand Monk and Bajie's question, Sun Wukong scratched his head, "Junior Brother Sha, Bajie, my old grandson must have given me a chance to see this thing, why don't we go in and have a look?"

The three brothers all clicked OK at the same time.

"Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun joined the group chat."

"Santan Haihui Great God joins the group chat."

"Monkey King joins the group chat."

"Marshal Canopy joins the group chat."

"General Rolling Blind joins the group chat."

The moment everyone joined the group chat, they all saw the chat group page in their consciousness.

The naughtiest Nezha took the lead in tinkering with the function of sending messages.

Nezha: "@二郎神, @Monkey, you were also invited by Lang Daxian? [Happy]"

Monkey King: "Hey, your kid is here too, aren't you in the Heavenly Court? [Tap]"

Zhu Bajie: "Oh, this thing is really fun, and it has expressions. [Pig head]."

Erlangshen: "@孙悦婚, @哪周, do you know who the Great Immortal Lang is in this chat group?"

Drifting: "I also came out to improve my presence, but you all ignored me. [crying]."

With the appearance of everyone's barrage, Yuan Lang grinned in the corner of his mouth and sent a message with a golden background chat bubble.

"@All Members, this chat group has the following functions, I am the owner of the omnipotent group, see the group announcement for details."

Seeing the news with the halo of the protagonist, as well as the shiny golden bubble and the title of group leader, everyone was shocked.

The omniscient and omnipotent Lang Daxian?

Could he be some saint?

or...

Chaos Demon God?

But then, when everyone saw the group announcement, they all went crazy.

The first mission of Chapter 3, saving the Empress

announcement:

This group is a supreme existence that cannot be defined by any element or substance.

All group members are direct descendants of the group owner, and can obtain tasks randomly assigned by the group owner to complete various tasks and earn points.

Points can buy all the treasures you want, unexpected, seen, heard, and rumored.

Warning: Join the Hongmeng thugs group, you will be born as a member of the Hongmeng thugs group, and you will die as a ghost of the Hongmeng thugs group. Anyone who leaks the secret will have all rewards withdrawn and will be killed without mercy!

The last two messages made Sun Wukong, Erlangshen and others breathless.

any treasures?

The foundation of enlightenment?

Nezha, who originally wanted to complain about @集主, was the first to send out a message.

"@郑郎神, @孙武婚, shit, shit, shit, look, there is a treasure that proves Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in it, it's a big hole!"

This news was the first to let the rest of the people see it.

Seeing this, everyone felt that their eyes went dark, and they were about to faint.

Primordial Origin, Primordial Chaos Treasure, Dao Level Kungfu, Innate Supreme Treasure, Ultimate Innate Spiritual Treasure, Innate Spiritual Root, Pill, Talisman, Utensil...

What they have heard, what they have not heard, what they have seen, and what they have not seen are all here.

Even the famous Zhuxian Sword and Pangu Banner can be found here.

There are even treasures that scare people such as Kaitianshen Axe, which is simply scaring people to death.

In the next moment, Yuan Lang's image was lifted to an infinite height in everyone's hearts.

With such a weird method and so many treasures, what is the origin of the group leader?

Hongjun?

Although Daoist Hongjun is strong, he is nothing compared to Immortal Lang!

There are not as many treasures as there are here, ah?

Sun Wukong was the first to come to his senses, and quickly sent a message, "@浪大仙, group leader, how can my old grandson take up the mission? If my grandson takes off one day, he will definitely destroy Leiyin Temple and crush Lingxiao.【 anger】"

With this powerful golden finger, the new and old hatred in Monkey King's heart instantly emerged.