Inner Demon, She Turns All Beings Upside Down [Honghuang]

The grievances between Lingxin and the three-legged Golden Crow have a long history.

At the beginning, the soul finally got rid of the influence of heaven and took shape in Buzhou Mountain.

Because the inner demon has no shape and form, it is extremely difficult to transform.She couldn't transform into a human form in one step, so she decided to gather the formless body into a fog first, and then make further evolution.

However, just when she completed the first step and began to gather the powder mist into a human form, two golden crows flew over.

Those two golden three-legged crows were as proud as she was now, with their heads held high.He didn't know how to restrain the real fire of the sun, just like two little suns, scorching all the flowers and plants within a thousand steps around him, causing the spirit beasts to flee wildly.

The soul is also on the run.

However, she was a cloud of fog at that time, and in order to absorb more spiritual energy, she spread the fog widely, and it would take some time to get it back.No other spirit beast can run as fast.

After the smaller Jinwu landed, he looked around curiously, and said to his brother,

"Brother, my Buzhou Mountain doesn't look any better than Sun Star."

"Sunstar is of course the best."

The older Golden Crow's tone seemed natural.

Then the little Golden Crow noticed a faint pink mist surrounding it.

"Brother, what are these pink fogs? I don't seem to have seen them on Sun Planet."

"I don't know either..."

The voice of the Great Golden Crow paused suspiciously for a moment, probably feeling that his elder brother's majesty had been compromised, but then he became full of confidence again.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, we will dry it and it will be gone!"

At that time, the soul was at the critical juncture of transforming formlessness into form, half empty and half real, just like fog.But when he heard this, he almost vomited blood in anger.Powder mist has a tendency to turn red.

She would not be afraid of any other physical attack, but it was the real fire of the sun.Zhigang Zhiyang can kill all demons.Although Lingxin is a heart demon, it is also among the demons, so it is naturally restrained by him.

A pair of Jinwu brothers did what they said, and increased the firepower of the real fire of the sun that didn't know how to restrain it.

Feeling the fire that hit the soul directly, the soul had no choice but to stop transforming into a human being, self-destructive cultivation, and return to the original formless and invisible state.

After finally regaining consciousness, the smaller Jinwu exclaimed, "The pink mist is gone, brother is really amazing!"

Da Jinwu was full of ambition, "That's natural. The true fire of the sun is unparalleled in the world, Taiyi, you have to work hard to cultivate."

That time, it took another 500 years for the soul to successfully form.This is also the reason why she approached Zulong, the overlord of the aquatic tribe, for revenge, and wanted to steal a dragon ball that could not fear the true fire of the sun, but was hunted down by the dragon tribe...

Let's not talk about it for now.

But Lingxin studied Hongjun for a few days and nights, and thought that Hongjun could not have good and evil thoughts because it was too smooth.Therefore, there is this targeted design.

Again, be a little careful.In the future, Hongjun will be the ancestor of Taoism, and he will preach in Zixiao Palace.In case those two Golden Crows were also among the audience in Zixiao Palace—hehe.

The direction of the soul's efforts is not wrong.

After Wannian Cultivation was mourned, she could feel that Hongjun's calm state of mind had finally stirred up some emotional waves.

But Daozu is Daozu after all, and she has hated things for many years, but the emotions in his heart are less than one percent.

It's too late to know too much, and the soul has no intention of killing it.He hummed softly and left a sentence,

"Buzhou Mountain is nothing more than that. It is far worse than Sunstar."

Then Pi, wearing the three-legged Golden Crow, swaggered around and flew away proudly.

The spirit grass Hongjun who was about to transform into form now only has a little consciousness and roots left.

But Hongjun's heart to the Tao is firm, and his heart is even stronger.Although he was angry for a while, after the three-legged Golden Crow left, he calmed down and started practicing again.

Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

This time there were no accidents like the Golden Crow, and Hongjun had hidden himself early and added a protective formation.On a certain moonlit night, he finally succeeded in taking shape.To be honored to be one - the lowest level of the prehistoric immortal.

Obviously, this is also deliberately designed by Lingxin to destroy the future Dao ancestor... No, it is to help the future Dao ancestor cut off the three corpses.

Well-intentioned ah!

I don't know why, Hongjun's body is obviously a green grass, but after turning into the shape of the innate Taoist body, it is the image of purple clothes and white hair.And he himself didn't think there was anything wrong.As if it should be.

In this quiet night, a white spiritual light suddenly pierced the sky, followed by a dozen shadows, which were particularly eye-catching in the night sky.

The monks in the vicinity jumped out at the same time, catching up with the aura.

Hongjun was in the same place, but some carefree monk shouted.

"That is the jade plate of good fortune that records the Three Thousand Great Ways, hurry up and catch up—"

Another voice sounded, "Hmph, my dragon family is about to make a fortune jade dish! If you are wise, retreat quickly!"

Hearing the words "good fortune jade plate", Hongjun, who had no fluctuations in his heart, suddenly felt a little displeasure in his chest.

He remained silent for a moment, then followed.

Seeing Hongjun chasing after him, Lingxin, hidden in the void, showed a meaningful smile.

Seeing that the most important treasure that should belong to her was taken away, she didn't believe that Hongjun could remain indifferent.

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, the broken good fortune jade plate exudes a vast aura of avenues, surrounded by a group of monks in the center, and a scuffle started.

Hongjun's cultivation was no higher than that of an immortal, so he couldn't join the battle and could only watch from afar.

The handsome young man in purple and white hair couldn't help but frowned slightly.On the one hand, this feeling of being weak and helpless makes him very strange.On the other hand...

Hongjun looked at the good fortune jade plate, and still had a certainty that it should belong to him.

As if in order to follow his thoughts, a group of fighting monks didn't know how to fight, and they made the jade saucer of fortune fly to where Hongjun was.

The familiar aura of good fortune came into his arms, and Hongjun lowered his eyes, feeling a little strange.

The monks vying for the good fortune jade plate chased after them.

"Heh, mere celestial beings are also worthy to grab the fortune jade plate?"

"Don't hand over the treasure yet!"

"Don't talk nonsense, just kill the little angel."

Seeing all kinds of magic weapons and the flesh body of the demon cultivator attacking, Hongjun threw out the jade plate of good fortune in his hand lightly.

All the monks controlled by the consciousness of the soul were stunned for a moment, and then they all chased the good fortune jade plate according to the setting of people who were eager to seize the treasure.

Seeing this, Hongjun, who was standing there, said plainly, "You are not worthy of grabbing the jade plate of fortune."

After all, he turned and drifted away.The purple clothes are flying, showing coolness and dignity.

Soul:? ? ?

She checked Hongjun's state of mind very carefully, and found that there was no fluctuation in his heart when he just gave up the good luck jade plate.

"This unscientific!"

However, there is no science to talk about in the prehistoric world.

She deliberately arranged the script for the treasure to be forcibly taken away after it was in Hongjun's hands.How could it be possible for Hongjun to be so indifferent to the jade plate he cared about?

Spiritual Mind soon knew why.

The good luck jade plate that Hongjun threw out was fake, and it didn't take long for it to disappear under the competition of the monks.But there is another good fortune jade plate on his body, which is more realistic than the one made by Lingxin, and has a more mysterious aura of Dao.

As the holder of the good luck jade plate and the real master of the spiritual space, even the spiritual heart didn't notice this trick.

To some extent, Lingxin, including these opponents arranged by her illusion, is indeed, as Hongjun said, not worthy to be his opponent and compete with him.

Watching Hongjun leave Buzhou Mountain with the fortune jade plate.The demon who merged into the space of the mind tugged at the corner of his mouth that didn't exist.

Do you think this is the end?

Oh, naive.

The news that an unknown celestial being in the form of a spirit grass snatched the fortune jade plate quickly spread throughout the prehistoric world.

Under the deliberation of the soul, Hongjun's body is as if it has a fixed position, and no matter where he hides, he will be discovered by other monks.

It was because Hongjun's instinctive self-protection awareness allowed his cultivation base to grow rapidly in a short period of time, and it was inevitable that he would run around and flee here and there, and truly experienced the suffering of low-level monks.

Five years passed by.

Hongjun, who escaped countless siege and interception, was finally blocked by the sea of ​​blood one day.

This time, Lingxin is determined to let Hongjun experience the pain of gaining and losing again.

In addition to the Golden Crow Brothers, Patriarch Styx, and elders of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans who have already surrounded them, there are also great powers such as Luo Hu, Zulong, and Yuanfeng who are behind.It is bound to take away the good fortune jade plate.

In order to join in this rare excitement, he bullied the future Taoist ancestor.Lingxin couldn't help but turned into a flat-faced female cultivator and mixed in with the monks besieging Hongjun...

The nether sea of ​​blood was transformed from a mass of dirty blood from Pangu.It gathers all the filthy, evil, and resentful auras in the world, and it is the most filthy place in the prehistoric world.

The reason why the heart of the soul wants the place of the decisive battle is far away here——

Of course it was to make Hongjun even more miserable.

To be able to blatantly bully the future Taoist ancestor, and he must thank her for the opportunity, I am afraid this is the only time in hundreds of thousands of years.She should cherish it.

On the shore of the sea of ​​blood, the wind is raging, and the waves of blood are churning.

The young man in purple and white hair was forced to the corner of the sea of ​​blood, and in front of him were monks of various races who were staring at him.

The dragon clan roared and the phoenix clan screamed, fanning the strong wind to dominate the air.The only two three-legged Golden Crow Emperor Jun and Tai Yi in the world are like two extra suns, and the golden flames force a vacuum to appear around the body.

Lingxin also pretended to choose the most convenient sun and moon pearl as a magic weapon, and mixed it with it.Shout slogans with the masses.

"Hongjun! You can't escape!"

"Hand over the good luck jade plate honestly, or you can leave your whole body."

"You are only a grass demon, what qualifications do you have to occupy the Jade Plate of Creation!"

And behind Hongjun is the Patriarch Styx born out of the sea of ​​blood.The thick blood boiled like mist, holding Yuantu and Abi in his hands, and blocked Hongjun's way with a grinning grin.

"Accept your fate! You can't escape!"

In such a dangerous situation besieged from all sides, Hongjun's expression was calm.The white hair dances in the wind, slender and tall, like a tall and straight bamboo, with noble temperament and peerless elegance.

"I'm afraid it's not enough just to wait."

His voice is clear and moist, very pleasant to the ear.But his tone was flat, as if he was stating a simple fact.

The spirit heart mixed with the villain cultivator could not perceive the slightest fluctuation in Hongjun's mood through the empathy skill of the heart demon, so he couldn't help biting his fingers.whispering to himself,

"That's not right... How could it be possible to have no emotions at all... He shouldn't be that powerful..."

Different from the confusion of the soul, the stalkers were angry according to the setting when they heard the words.

A black dragon king yelled, "Don't be arrogant, Zhuzi, let me get you!"

After saying that, the Black Dragon King breathed out lightning and thunder, and rumbled towards Hongjun.

Lingxin stared intently, his gaze was good for a moment.Looking forward to this one-sided siege.

She never expected that when she stared at the abyss, the abyss was also staring at her.

The young man in purple and white hair suddenly raised his head and looked straight in the direction where his soul was.The person who always had a calm expression actually raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Finally, I caught you..."

The next moment, Hongjun ignored the thunder that was coming towards him, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Those slender fingers are like white jade, really beautiful.

It was such a beautiful hand, but when it was stretched out, it seemed to have entered another time and space, and it disappeared from the elbow.

"Hey? What kind of trick is this?" The demon exclaimed.

The next moment, that hand appeared behind her head, grabbing the back of her fate.The knuckles were slightly cold, and the strength was unprecedentedly terrifying.

Lingxin hadn't recovered yet, she just felt a force pulling her to jump up.Opening his eyes again, he saw thunder and lightning that was almost black in color.

"boom--"

Hongjun actually used her like a shield to block the thunderous blow from the Black Dragon King.

"puff……"

As an outsider, the soul cannot be really injured, but the pain is still real.

She spit out a mouthful of old blood in response to the occasion, and turned her head in disbelief.

In front of my eyes, the young man's white hair is pouring out like a silver spring, and the purple clothes are like dyed with clear light.Those sky-blue eyes looked at her with a faint light, revealing a trace of indifference.

"You have been following me, from the time when I was not transformed, no matter where I go, I can always feel your breath.

After all, who are you?What is the intention of following me? "