Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

He stretched out his hand and a huge throne appeared in the air.

After Styx took his seat, a sly flickered in his eyes, but for a moment, he disappeared quickly.

He said in his heart, since you are supposed to attack me for no reason, and I saved my Asura tribe back then, now I can't find you an enemy too much, right?

Kunpeng said: "Friend Styx, how about that cast temple? Is it as magical as his invitation letter said?"

Styx nodded: "Yes, the Casting Temple is in the chaos thirty-three days away. There is a mysterious power inside, and there is a heaven and earth furnace that can upgrade magic weapons and other ranks."

Kunpeng was shocked: "If he can build a palace in the chaos, doesn't it mean that he and Dao Ancestor are of the same level?"

"Wrong! And you are so wrong!"

"Friends, please help me out!"

Styx looked solemnly: "I heard that even Dao Ancestor has been to the fortified weapons in the Casting Temple. Do you think that the master of the Casting Temple will be at the same level as Tao Ancestor?"

Kunpeng's eyes widened slightly: "Friends of Taoism, don't want to blame me!"

He felt incredible. Since the beginning of the world, he has never heard of a power that is stronger than Daozu!

"Sneez!" Styx sneered.

"I know you don't believe Daoist, just look at it!"

Zheng!

A sword rang, resounding through Beiming.

Then a soaring killing intent erupted, sweeping across the Kunpeng lair, and the fairy vines and monsters within a thousand miles were terrified.

Kunpeng was stunned by this sudden sword light, resisting the urge to explode, and looking at the source of this cold light!

"This is Abi Sword?"

"Exactly!" The ancestor of Styx looked smug, and he was very satisfied with Kunpeng's reaction, and the actual objects were taken out. You can believe it if you don't believe it.

After Kunpeng reconfirmed, he was immediately shocked: "Hey, you mean that your sword was strengthened from that forging temple to the innate treasure?"

"Yes!"

Kunpeng felt his huge heart throbbing hard!

"Okay, okay! Fellow Styx Dao friends, please also invite Styx Dao friends to recommend me and go to the Casting Temple!"

"It should be so!"

In the land of the North Underworld, Kunpeng spread his wings and took the wind, soaring upward!

Zixiao Palace.

Purple Qi is all over, and auspicious empties into the sky.

There are four people sitting on the purple ***, Sanqing saints, and Nuwa.

The four quietly waited for Hongjun's arrival.

The Primitive Tianzun glanced at Taishang, then glanced at the Master Tongtian, and he was able to resist the anger in his heart, and spread it to the two Western Saints who have not yet arrived.

"The two people in the West are so big!" There was a dissatisfaction in the eyes of the original Tianzun.

The four of them arrived early, but the two guys in the West have not seen anyone.

Taishang's eyes were closed tightly, the celestial light permeated, and the air of Da Luo swayed, and the golden wheel of human teaching merits was slowly turning behind his head, as if he had not heard the complaint of the original Tianzun, he closed his eyes and calmed down.

Master Tongtian wore black clothes, his eyes and nose, his nose and heart, directly ignoring the original Tianzun.

The Empress Nuwa was dressed in a blue robe and flying clouds, with her phoenix eyebrows in her temples, and a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Three brothers, do you know what the teacher ordered me to wait for?"

She usually lives in the Wa Huang Tian Nv Wa Palace and devotes herself to cultivating. She is completely uninterested in what happened outside, and she doesn't bother to bother about it.

It wasn't until Hongjun called all the saints that she walked out of Wa Huangtian.

Primitive Tianzun groaned: "I think it should be related to that cast temple!"

"Oh? The name is a bit familiar." Nu Wa thought for a while, and she suddenly remembered the mysterious invitation that she had thrown aside.

"Cast Temple? Is there really this place?" Nu Wa's eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Yeah, yes!"

"The Temple of Casting, like the Zixiao Palace, is also thirty-three days away. Have you received the invitation letter compared to Junior Sister Nuwa?"

Nu Wa nodded and said, "I received it, I didn't take it seriously!"

She went on to say: "After all, the content of the invitation letter is too mysterious. No one would believe it!"

Suddenly, she felt extremely quiet in the hall.

Then she saw the embarrassment of the original Tianzun and the silent Master Tongtian next to him.

She still didn't understand what was going on, and immediately said: "Nuwa's unintentional words, don't take them seriously!"

"cough!"

At an extremely embarrassing moment, a cough came from the door of Zixiao Palace.

I saw two extremely miserable figures slowly coming.

Primitive Tianzun said dissatisfied: "Take the lead, Zhun mention, you two are late!"

"Cough!" Jiyin and Zhunti looked pale, walked deep and shallowly to sit on their own futon.

Zhunti glanced bitterly at the Lord Tongtian, and then explained to the original Tianzun:

"The west is remote, and I rushed to it when I received the teacher's order. I didn't expect to be late. Unlike you, near the water platform."

"Are you hurt?" Primordial Tianzun did not answer, but looked at the two haggards.

Sui Ying said with a miserable expression: "Senior brother doesn't know anything, but in the casting temple, we are miserable!"

As soon as this remark came out, Taishang who closed his eyes and rested his mind, and Tongtian and Nuwa were immediately attracted. If you said this, I would be interested!

Primitive Tianzun's heart moved, could these two people have bad luck?

Master Tongtian blinked his eyes and looked interested: "Oh? Why are you pitted? Tell me, it makes me happy!"