I Am Calabash Fairy

"Friend Liao, how long have you been with me?"

When Hong Ming saw Liao Ping, his expression was solemn.

Liao Ping is Taiqing Xuanxian, and his strength is not weak among Taiqing Xuanxian.

If it was normal time, Hong Ming could deal with one or two.

But now that the two golden immortals are fighting, the demon king leads the already fragile order, and instantly collapses. Even if a few Taiqing Xuanxians died, it was normal.

Who cares about the fighting of the monks of Demon King Ridge?

Even along the way, Hong Ming saw a lot of fighting among the monks of Demon King Ridge.

This is not small.

"Friend Hong Dao, you want a bull order, and now I have it here, how about giving it to Fellow Hong Dao now?"

Liao Ping spoke, and took out a token.

Hong Ming frowned upon seeing this:

"Niu Huo made me naturally want it, but after things settle down, it is possible that Fellow Daoist Liao feels that it is suitable to enter the Flame Mountain to practice cultivation now."

Liao Ping shook his head:

"Friend Hong Dao, when will Mowangling get better, no one knows for the time being, but Friends Hong Dao has nowhere to go for the time being. How about going with me? Just give you Niu Huo Ling first and complete the transaction first."

"No, I don't have a pill now."

"That's not necessary. I have a few treasures of heaven and earth on me, which can be used for alchemy."

"I don't want to make alchemy right now. If a fellow Taoist wants to make alchemy, then go to Ming Dao Master to find me!"

Hong Ming was tough.

At this moment, Liao Ping showed a slight smile:

"Friend Hong Daoyou, there is no one else here. You Dao Hong will not think that I will let you go!"

"Do you dare to kill me?"

Hong Ming said coldly:

"If you dare to kill me, Ming Daozong will not let you go, and that senior will not let you go, you can think about it."

"Hahaha!"

Liao Ping laughed, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said:

"Do you know what I hate most?"

"What I hate the most is people like you. They obviously don’t have anything, but they have luck and merit. They are valued by the sect and accepted as a disciple by the great power. Even if I am talented in the mortal world, I can only Fleeing around in the immortal world. But how is this? The law of heaven in this immortal world is stable, even if it is a golden immortal, it is not omniscient."

"As long as you kill you, you can take away a bit of luck, and then I will be eligible to enter the sect. I can also become a golden immortal."

Liao Ping didn't want to detain Hong Ming at all, but wanted to kill Hong Ming.

"Can you take my luck?"

Hong Ming's expression changed slightly.

Liao Ping showed a hint of mockery:

"Fifty heavens, forty and nine avenues, escape one of the first rays of life, no matter what kind of creatures, there is a glimmer of hope of enlightenment, like me, a monk who has weak luck and merits, can walk only this kind of thing. ."

"This is the rules of heaven and earth, and many great powers know it. Otherwise, you think that the senior of Demon King Ridge, how can He De go to the emperor to sit down and listen. The emperor will not care about others."

"It's nothing, it's useless to tell you so much today. Fellow Hong Daoist, you can die. Don't worry, I will take away all the treasures you have, and I will set up a tombstone for you."

The flames above Liao Ping's body were shining, and a disc of fire swirled behind him.

The fire glowed with layers of halo, which was 50%.

Immortal Xuanguang.

In the middle level.

This is not bad.

"Friend Hong Dao can survive the aftermath of the mighty power, and his strength should not be underestimated. This time, I won't keep my hands, Fellow Dao, go!"

Liao Ping let out a low growl, and a red flying knife appeared between his brows.

This flying knife is a natal fairy weapon.

It has reached the stage of the best immortal artifact, a treasure that Liao Ping has refined for tens of millions of years.

Power is close to Lingbao.

call out!

The flying knife flew out and struck towards Hong Ming.

The Hunyuan defensive supernatural powers around Hong Ming's body shattered in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, Hongming's Divine Sword, a chaotic air current appeared, directly wrapped around the flying knife, and disappeared.

"My life treasure."

Liao Ping's expression changed.

The next moment, Liao Ping's expression changed drastically, and his aura suddenly dropped.

The natal fairy weapon was ruined.

"Dare to destroy my treasure!"

Liao Ping's expression changed drastically, and the flames spread over his body, revealing his murderous intent.

But the next moment, Liao Ping's figure fled towards the distance instantly.

The natal treasures have been destroyed.

What a fart!

This kid obviously has the means to stay behind. If he is a golden immortal and can still fight, it is better to escape now.

Hong Ming watched Liao Ping leave and wanted to chase him.

But it stopped.

Liao Ping's spirit treasure is gone, and it's useless to catch up.

Instead, it was a waste of time.

Thinking of this, Hong Ming turned and left.

The battle between the two golden immortals lasted for half a day.

This battle is earth-shattering.

The two golden immortals fought violently.

The one from Demon King Ridge, who came from a bandit and fought with each other, went wild along the way, and cultivated to the Golden Immortal. His strength was extremely strong. For a long time, he was fighting against the Golden Immortal.

But after hitting the back, the Jinxian didn't pay attention to it.

He directly shouted that Cang Tian was dead and Huang Tian was standing.

Suddenly, a bright yellow light descended, and the power of the golden immortal increased greatly.

The colorful sacred cow that hit directly was seriously injured, the colorful sacred cow swallowed the flames of the flame collar and fled in panic.

This battle also ends here.

One hundred and eighty years later.

Hong Ming returned to Ming Daozong.

At this time, the Ming Daozong, the formation is open, like a big enemy.

When Hong Ming returned, every disciple who entered the sect had to undergo a spiritual treasure inspection.

After the inspection, Hong Ming had time to speak:

"This brother, what happened, why is the sect so martial law?"

"Hey, it's not the yellow disaster."

An immortal said helplessly and told the story again.

In the past two hundred years, the Yellow Disaster has been raging even more exaggerated, not only in the vicinity of Dilu City, but also near other fairy cities. I don't know when Huang Tianjiao accumulated so many congregants.

These congregants attacked the town one by one.

Over the past few hundred years, more than a thousand towns have been breached.

The matter spread widely.

In the towns that were breached, most of the living monks were taken away.

There are many Xuanxian among them.

Counting the number of people, there are a million people.

If these people become believers, Huang Tianjiao's strength will probably increase again.

"It seems to be the same as I thought. This time I went to Demon King Mountain. I just saw the two great masters and almost never came back." Roaring with a wry smile, the other disciples were taken aback.

Hong Ming roughly recounted the process.

Others are amazed.

"The Battle of the Golden Immortal in Demon King Ridge is not the only one. It is said that two golden immortals also appeared in other immortal realms, and one of them even killed the Black Emperor Demon Saint."

Tianxian was well informed and gave the latest news.

The immortal realm is too big, even if the news spreads quickly, it will take hundreds or even thousands of years for the events in the nearby immortal realms to pass through.

For example, the fall of this demon saint, few people know.

"The demon saint is dead? How is this possible?"

"How could Jinxian die so easily."

It is impossible for dozens of gods to discuss together.

As for the talking god, three rays of light gleamed around his body, and the aura on his body was extremely deep. It was obvious that this **** could have advanced to the Xuanxian a long time ago, but he continued to cultivate in order to condense the higher-level immortal Xuanguang.

Hong Ming stood in it with three rays of light shining around his body.

The remaining twenty-odd celestial beings all have at least one inextinguishable mysterious light aura, two of which are mostly.

In this way, we can see the background of the disciples of Ming Daozong.

"The Black Emperor Demon Saint, the body is the Sun-Biting Dog, an ancient animal with extraordinary blood. It used to be famous in the fairy world, but it was a pity that when he was promoted to the Golden Immortal, his background was exhausted. This time he met Huang Tianjiao. Jin Xian, was killed by Hengkong and refined his blood, but things are really impermanent!"

The fairy said.

The others nodded.

These disciples have extraordinary origins.

Although Hong Ming has the mark of great power, it is only considered outstanding.

For example, this person is rumored to be a powerful descendant, but unfortunately, I don't know why, he came to Ming Daozong, worshipped a golden immortal and powerful sect of Ming Daozong, and became a named disciple.

And if he could condense the immortal mysterious light above the middle, middle and above levels, he would be accepted as a true disciple by the Jinxian.

This status is not comparable to other people.

And everyone else is similar.

Not to mention the talent, and the origin is also extraordinary.

More than a dozen people were chatting about the changes in the geography, and many people's eyes were filled with thoughts.

Talked for a long time.

In the cave where Hong Ming will visit, continue to retreat.

The aura of Xuan Huang Zhi Dao is not far away. If Hong Ming continues to comprehend the Dao, he will be able to comprehend it, and then he can consider advancing Xuan Xian.

During this time, Hong Ming was naturally more willing to submerge.

After practicing in retreat for more than a thousand years, seeing the light of Xuanhuangzhidao getting closer and closer, a vast voice spread throughout Mingdaozong:

"All the disciples obey the orders, the yellow disaster is raging and guard the sect."

This voice spread throughout the Ming Dao Sect.

Hong Ming only felt incredible when he heard this voice.

Guardian sect?

Could someone attack Ming Daozong fail?

This is one of the three sects near Diyu City.

Mowangling has a lack of background, only a million years old, not many disciples, uneven hearts, and it's normal to be breached, but how could Ming Daozong be possible?

Hong Ming flew out of the cave.

But at this moment, a horrible scene happened.

In addition to Ming Daozong's formation, two terrifying treasures fell and bombarded towards Ming Daozong's formation.

boom!

The power of heaven and earth came, Hong Ming's expression changed drastically.

One of the magic weapons is a small tower.

A yellow light radiated from the small tower, and a tower fell, as if a continent had sunk.

"At least the middle-grade Lingbao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hong Ming thought in his heart, but when he looked at another treasure, the look in Hong Ming's eyes changed.

This is a long sword.

The purple long sword swallows the thunder between heaven and earth.

Just like this, the space around the long sword seemed to be torn apart.

"Xiantian Lingbao!"

Hong Ming could feel the peculiar aura on this treasure.

This treasure turned out to be an innate spiritual treasure.

call out!

While Hong Ming was still hesitating, the long sword in the sky burst out with sword light, and the sword light crashed onto Ming Daozong's formation, and Ming Daozong's formation was broken.

The formation was forced, and besides Ming Daozong, nearly 10,000 people rushed up.