"What are you looking at? What's good to see?" The sad Taoist still had such an extremely serious face. He coldly snorted at Ji Hao with an expressionless face: "Back then... the poor Taoist caused some trouble, although he continued to do so. We repelled the pursuers from heaven, but there were still a few talents in ancient heaven. Pindao almost missed and was captured, but the dragon mother came to help and saved Pindao."
He snorted coldly, and the sad Taoist said slowly: "Although it is not a life-saving favor, it still owes me a great favor. So the Dragon Mother came forward to invite me, and Pindao had to come."
Looking Ji Hao up and down, the sad Taoist nodded slowly with a bit of joy: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that I could meet the Emperor of Heaven here... Qiu, who was besieged several times by the army of Heaven, today I can repay it."
The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain chuckled 'hehe' from the side, and the bamboo stick in his hand kept making green shadows: "Sad, you have offended Taoist Yu Yu, and you have to offend the heaven. Although you and I have not been out of the mountain for many years, we don't know what the heaven is like now. Strength, but Heaven is never easy to mess with."
The sad Taoist pushed his stomach forward and snorted nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? Just a little bit away, I can place my soul in the void, integrate myself into the Tao, and achieve the status of a saint. Once I become a saint, Taoist Yu Yu, who only knows how to slash with his sword, and Tianting, who only knows how to surround with heavy troops, who should I be afraid of?"
Looking at the sad Taoist who was full of confidence, Ji Hao was about to remind him of the fate of his fellow Taoist who was already 90% a saint. Suddenly, a sharp whistle came from behind him. Ji Hao frowned and hurriedly slapped him with his palm. On the Pangu clock.
With a roar of 'buzz', a large amount of chaotic energy spread in all directions. Ji Hao and Ya Gong turned around suddenly, just in time to see that the Dragon Mother's sharp nails had pierced thousands of layers of chaotic energy, and boomed on the surface of Pangu Clock. There were some ripples, and Zhengxin reluctantly took back his hands.
Seeing Ji Hao looking over, Dragon Mother 'Jie Jie' smiled strangely and said: "Taoist Tongjiong is trapped in the jade wall and can't escape. There is always a way to deal with him. But you are such a hateful kid. Let's work together to destroy you first. Besides. Hey, those nine good-for-nothing sons of the old immortal and old bastard, what kind of good things can they get mixed up with?"
Ji Hao pulled out the Pangu Sword, flicked the blade with his finger, and with a sound of sword sound, Ji Hao said coldly: "Qiu Niu, Ao Bai, but it's you too..."
"They are not the bloodline of my Chaos Yuanlong." The Dragon Mother smiled particularly ferociously and weirdly, and her golden-red eyes stared at Ji Hao with a several-foot-long divine light: "Their bloodline The performance is all the pure blood of that old bastard and has nothing to do with my Chaos Yuanlong."
Taking a deep breath, the Dragon Mother shook her head proudly: "My good little boy, only the Heart-devouring Nine..."
In the jade wall, Taoist fellow Taoist laughed loudly: "Ten of them, it's a pity that one of them was caught alive by the poor Taoist and swallowed it happily. Haha, the taste of Chaos Yuanlong is really wonderful, especially that pair Longan…”
The erected dragon scales on Mother Dragon's skin vibrated slightly and kept making crisp sounds. She gritted her teeth and resisted not turning back to look at fellow Taoist priests. Staring at Ji Hao fiercely, the Mother of Dragons said coldly: "This guy Tongjiong is sealed here. We don't know about this. If you can find this place, hey, Tongjiong's three treasures have been captured by you." Already?"
"Huh?" The sad Taoist's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took a step closer to Ji Hao.
"Oh?" The owner of Bitter Bamboo Mountain also subconsciously took two steps closer to Ji Hao. Layers of green bamboo shadows continued to float out of his body, quickly turning into an endless bamboo forest around him. The entire cave was covered by bamboo forest, and the exit and edge of the cave could no longer be seen.
The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain showed great interest. He stared at Ji Hao intently and said: "Tongjiong's three treasures, the Taiyi Yuanci Ling does not match my Dao, but that's it; the dead gourd killing It's too heavy and has too many causes and effects, but it's useless to me; only the living gourd, which is said to be the best at nourishing the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, is related to my life."
The Master of Bitter Bamboo Mountain stared at Ji Hao with a stern look, and said with a smile: "Would you please take out the living gourd, my little fellow Taoist, so that I can take a closer look?"
The mother of dragons smiled brightly, and laughed loudly: "Old bamboo shoots gang, what else are you looking at? Kill this kid, and all the treasures will be ours. We have three treasures from the same family, and each of us will have one, right? What a job!" The gourd is naturally yours!"
"Woo!" The sad Taoist suddenly burst into tears again. He looked at Ji Hao pitifully and cried: "What a pitiful Emperor of Heaven! He has not enjoyed the glory and wealth of this Heaven for many years, and he is about to fall." This is so pitiful, so pitiful, so pitiful!”
The sad Taoist protracted his voice and cried with strange sounds. The grief that Ji Hao and Ya Gong had just calmed down was suddenly aroused again. Their bodies swayed and they almost cried out again.
The roar of Pangu Bell shattered the sad Taoist's evil magic spell. The expressions of Ji Hao and Ya Gong changed at the same time. Ya Gong let out a long roar, raised the wooden staff made of fusang wood and fiercely pointed at it. The sad Taoist blasted away.
The sad Taoist "Chi Chi" snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword on his back disapprovingly, and stabbed at Ya Gong's wooden staff with a slow sword. Although the technique is strange, Taoist Sadness's one-handed sword skills are also very wonderful. His sword movements are rigid and strict. Each sword follows an extremely neat sword path, like a hard millstone crushing Crow Crow.
There was a loud noise and flames shot out. The wooden stick in Crow Master's hand was transformed from the body of Fuso wood. The wooden stick collided with the sword in Sad Taoist's hand, and a large fire splashed out. Sad Taoist trembled in fright and subconsciously turned back. He took several steps back.
A ball of fire fell on Sad Taoist's sleeve, and Sad Taoist screamed strangely. He swung his sword and cut cleanly the area where the sleeve was on fire. He raised his head in shock, stared at the wooden stick in Crow Master's hand and said angrily: "Fusang Old man? Is this your true self? You...where is your Yuanling?"
Crow Crow widened his little eyes as hard as he could, and shouted fiercely: "Yuan Ling? Of course he is in charge of the Sun Palace... Well, I won't tell you what he is doing! You crying fat man, I'll take a stick from your Crow Lord!" "
Before he finished speaking, Lord Crow raised his wooden staff and struck down at Sad Taoist again. This time, Taoist Sadness has obviously become much more serious. The wooden staff transformed from the hibiscus wood itself will not dare to be touched easily as long as it is a powerful person who has been around in the prehistoric world.
The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain looked at Ji Hao helplessly, and said slowly: "For the living gourd, it is inevitable to offend Taoist Yu Yu. My little fellow Taoist, this is not a treasure you should take a look at!"
With a slight sigh, countless bamboo shadows shot towards Ji Hao from all directions.
Among the countless bamboo shadows, the Dragon Mother turned into a golden light and continued to attack with deafening sound of breaking through the air.
I'll take a break today and Saturday, and there may be another update in the evening. I won't have a break tomorrow or Saturday, so I'll update as normal.
(End of chapter)