Lao Zhurong's return from retreat is nothing more than pushing the realm from a middle-level god to the level of a high-level god. And Ying Long, before the retreat, was an absolute top-level deity.

Although, early on, there was a rumor that when Ying Long merged with each other in the two worlds, he suffered a Dao injury that could never be cured in order to help the human race protect the Miao descendants. However, rumors are rumors after all, and it is impossible for anyone who has not personally verified the truth of the rumors to fully believe such legends.

Based on the information obtained by Lao Zhurong at this moment, Ying Long couldn't see any tiredness and weakness at all. In addition, the last time Ying Long had just hanged Lao Zhurong on Zhu Rong Peak. Seeing Ying Long again at this moment, Lao Zhurong will be a little frightened no matter what.

"Old Yinglong!" Lao Zhurong drank boldly, "Your body is not a human race, I advise you not to meddle in today's affairs." ”

Ying Long smiled slightly, as if the most beautiful flower between the world had bloomed, overshadowing this heaven and earth. After seeing Ying Long's smile, he looked at Ying Long again, and he could see Ying Long's figure in his eyes, but he had lost Ying Long's specific appearance a little.

At this moment, Ying Long has become one with the entire world. No matter where he was, it was as if he had grown there in the first place, without any sense of disobedience.

Such a state of harmony would not be visible to ordinary people or even ordinary gods. At most, they thought that Ying Long's smile was too kind, and it could make people instinctively feel close.

Only when the cultivation is deep enough to reach the stage of Lao Zhurong can it be seen. It is not the smile that achieves Ying Long's harmony at all, it is because it is Ying Long's smile that makes people feel that it is the most harmonious smile in the world.

Such a state means that Ying Long's cultivation has reached the limit of what this world can carry.

Everyone in the world knows that the cultivation of the human race is so profound that it has reached the limit of the human world, and once it can't suppress its own cultivation, it will soar to the divine realm and become a god. But no one knows whether the gods will ascend to another world when they reach the end of their cultivation.

The only creature that has transcended the category of "god" is the extravagant corpse that has become the will of the Heavenly Dao in this world. His actions can be said to be the ultimate goal of all the gods.

Now that the human world and the divine realm are one, no matter what kind of beings they are, they no longer need to ascend in this form. There is no one who can replace the corpse as the will between heaven and earth.

Ying Long's current state is infinitely close to the existence of the will of heaven and earth. If it weren't for the fact that this world had already had the will of the extravagant corpse as the will, I am afraid that Ying Long would have become an existence above the spirits of heaven and earth long ago.

It's like when you test the clouds with Emperor Zhuan, you can know the depth of Emperor Zhuan in an instant. Just the snooping of the momentum on Ying Long's body has already made Lao Zhurong have the urge to bow down and surrender.

If, Lao Zhurong's previous self-styled absolute realm was really absolute for Emperor Zhuan and the others. At this moment, the realm shown by Ying Long is "the absolute above the absolute".

Seeing Lao Zhurong's solemn expression, Ying Long knew that the purpose he wanted to achieve by releasing his breath was achieved.

He opened with a light cough and said, "Originally, I didn't want to meddle in the affairs of these juniors. There was one thing I had to do, though......"

"What's the matter?" Lao Zhurong was very vigilant. Because, if it was something he could solve, he naturally didn't need to trouble Ying Long to do it himself.

"You also know that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor is my old master. Now that he has set me free, I must still make everything that concerns him a matter of first priority. Ying Long said.

Lao Zhurong frowned and thought for a while, and said, "In order to compete for the Heavenly Dao, it is always extremely normal for the clans to fight each other. If Ying Long's predecessors insist on taking care of it, I will give you a face, and I will definitely not exterminate the Miao descendants of the human race, how about it? ”

"Lao Yinglong" was upgraded to "Yinglong's predecessor", this change in title is enough to show Lao Zhurong's respect for Yinglong. After all, he took the initiative to negotiate the conditions with someone, and Lao Zhurong still knew some basic etiquette.

Who knows, Ying Long shook his head and said, "If I come forward for this matter, I will inevitably make people laugh at me for bullying the small." I'm making a move today for one of my juniors. ”

"You've already chosen a successor? When did it happen? Old Zhurong couldn't believe it.

"Of course, my current cultivation realm has not yet reached the point where I have to find a successor...... I wasn't it just now, is this related to Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor? Ying Long continued to shake his head, "The absolute realm that the little fox just cast is the nine-character mantra in the Immortal Dao Inheritance. Now that the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, who practiced the Immortal Dao, is nowhere to be found, it is not easy to find a junior who is his fellow disciple, of course I have to help. ”

"This ......" Lao Zhurong was very embarrassed. He knew that although this kind of practice of the younger generation being bullied and the elders of the same family coming out to create a new one, it was not nice to say, but no one would feel that there was anything abnormal.

Before in Zhu Rongfeng, Rong Che was defeated, and it was also his father, the former generation Zhu Rong, who helped clean up the opponent. Although it is said that the drama that beat his son out of Lao Tzu that day ended in Lao Tzu's defeat. No one will stand up and accuse, Lao Zhurong, this old man, should not make a move.

With a roll of his eyes, Lao Zhurong said: "In this case, I will make a compensatory deal with my predecessors here, and you can take it away, little fox!" ”

"That's not going to work!" Ying Long disagreed, "If you can apologize to the little fox, she will naturally have all the face." But what about his husband? What about his husband's subordinates and superiors? If you don't retreat, her husband's superiors will let her husband go to the battlefield again, and she will have to come back with her husband. If she comes again, I'll do it again. You are young and don't care about tossing, I'm already a lot old, do I accompany you back and forth to play? ”

"......" Lao Zhurong had nothing to say.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, he really wants him to say that he can return to Yinglong for three days and three nights. But he couldn't say.

He couldn't say that Ying Long insisted on meddling in the affairs of the human race under the pretext of this already unsmooth relationship. It is impossible to say. Ying Long said that things don't make sense logically at all.

Because, Ying Long's strength is the absolute guarantee of his words. Any act of questioning what Ying Long said was tantamount to provoking the higher rules of heaven and earth. In exchange for such behavior, most of them will be punished by heavenly curse and heavenly calamity.

Turning his head and glancing at Emperor Zhuan who had just gotten up, Lao Zhurong seemed to have found a savior, and immediately said: "Zhuan, as the king of men, can you be a turtle with a shrunken head and sit back and watch a foreign god speak for your human race?" ”