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

A trace of worry flashed in Suiren's eyes, and he also bowed farewell to all the saints and went to the Fire Cloud Cave.

"Farewell!" Emperor Fuxi turned and left.

Shennong looked at the crowd, gave a wry smile, and left.

"Uh, wait for me! I'll go too!" Di Jiang shouted, with his wings flapped, he was about to follow Shennong.

But Xuan Ming grabbed his wings and said, "Brother, can you not join in the fun for everything, is this you and I able to join in the fun?"

"Why can't it, the other party is my Witch Clan Great Witch, and it won't make me happy after getting out of trouble?"

Di Jiang said it for granted, and the ancestors were speechless.

"Hahaha, this is reasonable! I really should look at it!" Zhu Jiuyin laughed, then looked at the ancestors and said:

"Xingtian's spirit is an indelible spirit among our witches, and all witches should not forget this!"

Houtu, who has always been gentle and graceful, also said aloud at this moment: "Yes, Xing Tian is the spirit and spirit of the Wu Clan. After we disappeared, he is the representative of the Wu Clan."

"Speaking of which, we should go and see!"

The cool blue hair on the foreman's head drifted in the wind.

"What nonsense, go quickly!" Zhu Rong had a hot temper, and when he said he left, he patted his **** and stepped out of the gate of the casting temple.

"In this case, let's go too, saving lives!"

The 12th Ancestor Witch and the Emperor Fengdu headed towards the Huoyun Cave. They wanted to see if Xing Tian's strength had grown over the years.

"Friend Ye Fan, I'm afraid Xing Tian came up to look for his head!"

Bai Feng's eyes were a little depressed, unless he helped him grow another head.

Chapter 661: Xing Tian fights Xuanyuan

Bai Feng frowned slightly: "Huh? Can we help him grow a head?"

Ye Fan nodded and said:

"This is natural. The characteristics of Xingtian are combined with those of several ancestral witches. The reason why he can survive without a head is because he carries Dijiang's blood!"

"It's just that since he has Dijiang's blood, he doesn't need a head, because even if I wait to put that head on for him, it doesn't match his current soul very well.

Hundreds of thousands of years have already caused Xing Tian's body to be sealed in soul and flesh. If I wait for him to force his head on, I am afraid that there will be some problems. "

"So, then let him go?" Bai Feng whispered.

Hongjun on the side glanced at the saints who had walked close to half of the hall, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, the Yuanchen Cauldron has also subsided. Although it has fallen tens of meters, it still does not affect its function.

The immortals soaring from the lower realm are in an endless stream, almost all of them enter the casting temple for the first time to strengthen themselves.

Among them, there are not many genius disciples from various sects who have soared through human cultivation.

There is a spirit of spirit in their bodies, which is missing from the immortal gods who have long looked at in the heavens.

The sound of thumping and thumping sounded continuously from the source of the dust cauldron, and the vortex was tumbling, and the mark was deducted.

They are dedicated to cultivation, wanting to fill the vacancy of the heavenly **** position.

With the sound of the system, some people have high ambitions, some look unwilling, and others can't laugh or cry.

On the banks of the Tianhe.

Thousands of stars kept rippling in it, one after another golden glow appeared from various ancient places and relics, and then gathered towards this place.

hold head high!

The huge dragon roar echoed in the sky, and the golden dragon gas filled the entire starry sky.

Longwei continued to rise with it, with a radius of thousands of miles, and the rest of the immortals could not be approached.

"Ao Zun, has the Dragon King that appeared in the Temple of Casting come out?"

Dao Dao Divine Mind is passing and communicating in the starry sky.

"Well, it just disappeared after leaving the casting temple, I don't know where it went!"

"This makes me wait a little bit tricky. Nowadays, it is difficult for the young generation of dragons to improve their strength. Even if they are promoted, they must become the dishes at the banquet of the heavenly saints. Some people ignore the anger of the dragons and raise the dragons. It is really time to kill!"

"Dragon Emperor is born, those people should also converge!"

Ao Zun, as the ancient dragon clan who survived the Dragon and Han catastrophe, was no more than the Daluo Jinxian in his vertical and horizontal years.

However, time has passed, and those who were once inferior to the dragon are now far beyond the dragon, and even more so.

It is reduced to a mount for everyone to control, food for the gods to take at will, and a provocative tool for the common people to use to express their will.

"It is said that the Dragon Emperor is Yinglong!" There was a contempt in the heart of the five-clawed dragon.

"Humph!" Ao Zun's eyes immediately burst out with a cold light, staring at the divine dragon:

"No matter what dragon it is, as long as he is the power of my dragon clan, he can lead my dragon clan to glory!"

"The dragon clan has been silent for too long, so that everyone has forgotten the existence of me!"

Ao Zun's body is overwhelming. As the oldest dragon clan, he knows better than others that the dragon clan needs one more dragon emperor. Otherwise, it won't be long before the dragon clan will be extinct under the sky.

"It's just that Honghuang is so big, where do I wait to find the Dragon Emperor!"

The dragon horns on the head of the divine dragon who spoke were all broken, and his eyes were anxiously said: "I have found out where the evil thoughts of the monsters and gods exist before. If I wait to go and uproot them..."

"Not advisable, I still find the Dragon Emperor before making a decision!" Ao Zun shook his head, and then three dragon scales flew out of his body, confided in the dragon language, and began to use the dragon secret method for divination.

"I hope I can figure out where the Dragon Emperor is!" Although he knows that the probability of doing this is not very high, after all, Long Xiao is a chaotic saint, far from being able to calculate the existence of his quasi-sage pinnacle.

But now, there seems to be no other way.

As the golden light flourished, many mysterious dragon patterns appeared on his body.

Hum!

The three dragon scales cracked open, and the aura on Ao Zun's body suddenly diverged, and he fell directly into the starry sky.

"Ao Zun! Ao Zun!"

The other dragons panicked immediately and hurriedly chased them.