Huangliang Inn

When the mountains close together, Dijun, Taiyi, and Xihe are trapped at the foot of the mountain.

Unless Yan Jue and others take the initiative to untie the formation, or the Phoenix and Qilin patriarchs are revived and split the mountain again, they can only continue to be crushed under the mountain for thousands of years, using their own divine power to repair the destroyed Lingshan and nourish the spirits of the world. pulse.

Not long after Buzhou Mountain was closed, dark clouds gathered on the top of the mountain, and there was endless thunder.

All the stars present were shocked, and their hearts were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The nine Yamas looked at Zulong at the same time, and the latter just smiled coldly, turned into his body again, and rushed into the clouds.

The ancestor dragon soars into the sky like an arrow leaving the string.

The thunder was deafening, and the lightning was densely woven into a grid, and the entire sky was red, as if it was about to break through the gap.

The stars were worried, and Yan Luo and the judge also showed serious expressions, subconsciously concentrating their spiritual power, and prepared to deal with possible changes at any time.

Yan Jue and Geng Chen didn't seem nervous, and they didn't follow Zulong. They just glanced at the top of the mountain, and quickly gathered together to discuss how to deal with the captured Golden Crow.

Taotie and Pixiu leaned closer, smiled and rubbed their hands, how about splitting the meeting in half?

"Half?" Yan Jue raised a long eyebrow, "Are you sure?"

Just as Pixiu was about to nod, he suddenly remembered something, and immediately swallowed the words that came to his mouth.Taotie also changed the subject, saying that they didn't do much to help, just look at it.

"So, when the head of our clan returns, you might as well come to my inn." Yan Jue smiled.

"Not going to heaven?" Taotie was slightly taken aback.

"Why do you want to go?" Yan Yan smiled slightly, took a golden crow from Geng Chen's hand, weighed it a few times with the wings, and carefully considered whether it should be grilled or stir-fried.Turning around and seeing that Zhu Rong hadn't left yet, he immediately whispered a few words in Geng Chen's ear.

"it is good."

Geng Chen agreed quickly, put away the Yinglong sword, and walked to Zhu Rong's side in a few steps.

The latter was staring at Gong Gong, when he saw Geng Chen approaching, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

The Wu Clan and the Dragon Clan have an average relationship, neither good nor bad.

When the witch clan rose, the three clan wars had ended, and the dragon clan was no longer as powerful as it was in ancient times.It's just that although the number has decreased, the strength of Shenlong should not be underestimated.Coupled with the origin of Zulong and Nuwa, the twelve ancestor witches will maintain due respect for Shenlong.Irritable like Zhu Rong Gong Gong, not in unusual situations, and rarely conflict with the other party.

Gengchen's intention for coming here is very simple, he wants to borrow the fire of Zhurong and the water of Gonggong.

The use is also very clear, cooking Jinwu.

"You said you want to eat the Golden Crow?" Zhu Rong was stunned.

"Correct."

Geng Chen spoke concisely, and he handed out two long boxes during his speech, which were specially used for holding flames and water from hundreds of rivers.

Zhu Rong was surprised for a moment, but he did not refuse. He clenched his fist with one hand, and a dazzling red light bloomed between his fingers.When the red light reaches its peak, the five fingers spread out, and there is a ball of red fire in the palm.

The center of the fireball is blue, and the outer layer of flames dances and dances. The color is thick, like flowing blood.

Geng Chen handed out the long box, and the ball of fire in Zhu Rong's hand turned into a long rainbow and flew straight into the box.Gonggong put his fingers together, and the silvery rivers of water flowed from his fingertips, and poured into the other long box.

"Thank you." Closing the long box, Geng Chen nodded to the two.

"There is no need to be so polite." Zhu Rong said, "This time we are not relying on the power of the ancestor dragon. We may not be able to suppress Emperor Jun Taiyi, nor will we be able to shake the position of the Heavenly Emperor Donghuang. We should thank you for being able to avenge the same clan. It is."

After the Lich War, the witch clan was defeated, and the demon clan flourished.Compared with the combat effectiveness and the number of ethnic groups, the witch clan is no longer the opponent of the monster clan.For tens of thousands of years, the ancestral witches have been hiding from the world, and the gap between the two races is also widening.

Gong Gong and Zhu Rong kept holding back their anger, but they couldn't find a chance to vent it.

Now Zulong recovered, rushed to the heaven in a rage, turned Emperor Taiyi into a bald Golden Crow, and suppressed him under Buzhou Mountain.Regardless of the future situation in Tianting, the Wu Clan should be grateful to the Dragon Clan for being able to make such a statement.

With this "thank you", Gong Gong and Zhu Rong did not force anything, they were both sincere.

Moreover, the two have deeper thoughts.

In the future, whether the Wu Clan can suppress the Yao Clan and take back everything that belongs to them may require the help of the Dragon Clan.Although Gong Gong and Zhu Rong are both militants, fighting is no different from madness. It is related to the Wu Clan, and the two will use their brains and will not blindly act recklessly.

When the three of them were talking, Yan Jue had personally met several Xingjuns. Zhulong, Heilong and Qinglong were not idle either. They each found familiar faces and exchanged materials they needed to cook the Golden Crow.

Nine Yan Luos were also approached.

"Ghost salary?" King Chujiang opened the Qiankun bag, quite embarrassed.

There are many hells with this thing, but Yama of the Ten Palaces will not carry it with him, but Po Meng has the most.

Mentioning Po Meng, Chu Jiang Wang's mind turned, and his heart was full of blessings. He turned around and called the judge in Tsing Yi.Knowing the reason, the latter immediately rummaged through the Qiankun bag, and gave all the ghost salary he had with him to Yan Xing.

Ghost salary is refined by evil spirits, and it is used to cook Mengpo soup on weekdays.

Jinwu is not afraid of Yanghuo, Zhu Ronghuo alone may not be enough, and with these ghost salaries, it is not afraid of being undercooked.

The materials were almost collected, Yan Jue looked up at Yunhou.

The thunder and lightning were still there, but it was not as shocking as before, as if the sky was about to collapse.Instead, it is slowly weakening.After about two quarters of an hour, the lightning stopped falling, and the sound of thunder gradually disappeared.

The thick clouds began to dissipate, the sky was as blue as washing, and a rainbow bridge crossed Buzhou Mountain and traversed the sky.

The ancestral dragon flew down from the top of the mountain, and its huge dragon body gradually shrank, turning into a young man in black robe.

Ignoring the ardent eyes of the immortals present, Zu Long greeted the nine Yan Luos, then summoned Yan Jue and Geng Chen to the front, and made it clear that after the work was done, the things that should be cleaned up were also cleaned up, there was no need to stay long, and he just left.

"Father, I'm going to cook these few golden crows." Yan Jue raised the golden crows in his hand and said with a smile, "The materials are almost collected, why don't you go to my place?"

"That's good." Zulong nodded and said with a smile, "I remember that your cave was refined from divine wood and heavenly stones. When I wanted to move a spiritual mountain for you, you insisted on building something different."

Referring to the events of the year, Zu Long shook his head and laughed, while Yan Jue's expression showed nostalgia.

"That's not it." Zhulong put one arm on Geng Chen's shoulder and said with a smile, "We are all caves in Lingshan, and Gengchen lives in the Dragon Palace on the Seabed, but your request is unusual. To refine the cave for you, Ah My father searched all over Honghuang, and almost snatched Hongjun's futon as a foundation."

Thinking back to those years, Qinglong and Heiye couldn't help laughing before Zhulong finished speaking.

Looking at the entire prehistoric world, apart from Zulong, Phoenix and Qilin, there is probably no fourth one who dares to attack Hongjun's futon.

Qilin belongs to the eight winds and can't be blown away. With Honghuang's unique aura of a good old man, the number of times he takes the initiative to cause trouble, let alone go to Hongjun for trouble.Because of this, the entire Qilin family was involved in the war of the three clans, and the fight with the dragon clan and the phoenix was so dark that it shocked Honghuang, and the gods broke their glasses, and their eyeballs fell off the ground.

Needless to say, Phoenix.

This is a species that burns others when it has something to do, burns itself when it has nothing to do, the more it burns, the stronger it becomes, the more beautiful it becomes, and the healthier it burns.Most of them are not interested in the family background of other gods.

Logically, Zulong wouldn't worry about it either.

But who asked Yan Jue to make the request?

It's rare for my own dragon cub to act like a baby, so he must be pampered!

As a result, the great powers of the wild were quickly approached by Zulong one by one, called discussing the Dao and learning from each other, and it was actually cutting and beating to snatch magic weapons.After everyone was searched, but no suitable "material" could be found, it was finally Hongjun's turn.

Recalling the past, Zu Long raised his head and looked behind the clouds, a golden light flashed in his eyes.Then he looked at Yan Jue, and became a loving parent again.

"This matter is not on Xiao Liu's head."

As an innate chaotic beast, Zulong has its own sense of the movement of heaven.He knows that some ethnic groups will prosper, and he also knows that the dragon clan will be doomed.Since you can't hide it, you might as well charge some interest first.

It's just that they didn't expect that the catastrophe would be so great that it would implicate the three clans, not only destroying most of the dragon clan, but also making Pan and Jiao almost extinct.It was never expected that Emperor Juntai would be so bold, taking advantage of the blessings of heaven to act recklessly, absorbing the luck of the human race for his own benefit.

But things are over.

Now that he is awake, he will never sit back and watch the old things repeat itself.

He doesn't need to intervene in the Heavenly Court, and doesn't want to affect the fate of the human race, but the Heavenly Dao must also make concessions.If not, he wouldn't mind going against the sky, overturning the Three Realms, and resetting the laws of heaven and earth!