"Hehe, Huang Long, Daoyou, Di Juntai, one or two Daoyou.

If he really raises the banner of anti-witch in the future, remember to call the poor road! ”

Fuxi Daoist smiled again and again, and exchanged a few words with Emperor Juntai's two golden crows.

It's nothing more than a long-standing admiration of the name, and it's better to see it than to hear it.

While the three of them were greeting each other, Huang Long was thinking about the intention of this Fuxi Daoist.

Although in the later demon court, Fuxi also occupies the gist, but it should not be time yet.

After all, even Hongjun's sermon has not begun, let alone when Emperor Jun Taiyi woos Fuxi.

"Huanglong Daoyou, there is a sister in the poor road, and I am very close to you, I wonder if Huanglong Daoyou can move to Kunlun Mountain and see my sister?"

Fuxi Daoist opened his mouth, and even Di Jun and Tai Yi were surprised.

Looking at the posture, Fuxi Daoyou is going to compete with us for the title of brother-in-law!

The two golden crows are only slandered, as for the sparks between this sister of Fuxi Daoist and Huang Long's sister-in-law.

That's their own business.

After all, even now, Huang Long's sister-in-law is already a group of Taoist couples.

The corners of Huang Long's lips twitched slightly, the sister of Fuxi Daoren, isn't that another innate great god Nuwa Niangniang?

What is her relationship with herself?

Even if he was a human race before he crossed over, it had nothing to do with Nuwa in the wilderness!

Huang Long looked at Fu Xi with a confused expression, and as for Emperor Juntai and the others, they returned to the Magu Cave.

found the prison cow and Jairus, and was rewarded with two fire feathers.

Let these two nephews, who are not related by blood, play music and dance swords for themselves.

The fairy sound is curling, and the long sword is waving.

Dijun and Taiyi's golden eyes flickered, and they sat cross-legged one after another, and the three flowers on top appeared, which was a slight improvement compared to the three flower grades of the previous two.

……

Let's say that outside the Magu Cave, Fu Xi said with a smile.

"Don't hide it, my little sister's cultivation is even higher than the poor road!

It's just that he is subject to the way of heaven and can't step out of the Kunlun Mountain Palace, but he can be regarded as very causally implicated with Huanglong Daoyou!

If Taoist friends can help, there is another thank you for the poor Dao! ”

"Hiss~ Okay, then I'll go see Sister Ling."

Huang Long exhaled heavily, he already owed Fuxi a favor, and Nuwa invited him like this, if he didn't go, it seemed too unkind.

Just see this Terran Holy Mother, and herself, the soul of the extraterrestrial race, the old man of the dragon clan, what kind of fate she cast!

"When I take a rest at home, after this is over, I will go to Kunlun with Fuxi Daoyou!"

"Good!"

Fu Xi bowed slightly, and then glanced at the damaged formation on the Magu Cave.

"Huang Long Daoyou is also good at this, haha, he can communicate with the poor Dao."

Huang Long couldn't help but blush when he saw Fu Xi staring at the formation he had arranged.

In fact, no matter how you say it, compared with innate gods like Emperor Fuxi Jun Taiyi, he is still a generation lower after all.

But for various reasons, several people are friends with their peers, and Huang Long is not good at acting too inferior.

But once it falls on cultivation and Taoism, especially his own crude formations, in front of this Fuxi, the great master of the formation path.

After all, it's a little ridiculous and generous.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the poor Dao formation hasn't entered the hall yet, and I don't dare to show off in front of Fuxi Daoyou."

"Where, Huang Long Daoyou is too humble.

Over time, Daoist friends' attainments in the formation may not be weaker than those of the poor Dao! ”

While the two were talking, Fu Xi pointed out his finger and upgraded the formation around Magu Cave a little.

Even Fu Xi also laid out a large array within the entire range of the Two Immortal Mountains.

"Well, there are still Terrans living here! After this turmoil, there are still a few figures stopping! ”

When Fu Xi arranged the big array, the spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire Erxian Mountain, and he sensed the human warriors such as the Fire Emperor and Xuandu and Cangyun who were staring towards Magu Cave.

I can't help but admire.

"Hehe, this is the Fire Clan among the human races, and it has a lot to do with the poor road.

I think I came to see that the battle of Magu Cave is imminent, and I plan to come to help. ”

Thinking of the Fire Emperor and Xuandu and others who valued love and righteousness, Huang Long couldn't help but sigh.

Fu Xi bowed slightly.

"These Terran people are very lucky, especially the Terran Emperor and the long-robed Daoist beside him."

After that, the fingers were dotted, and the streamers flickered, but in a few days, several large arrays were arranged in Magu Cave and Erxian Mountain.

In Fu Xi's formation arrangement, Huang Long also gained a lot, and this kind of powerful point of the formation path can be faster than his own experience points of the formation path.

It's like an initiation, if you really want to compare, then at least it can be worth thousands of years of formation experience.

……

Buzhou Mountain, the ancestral witch hall.

The twelve ancestral witches except for the time ancestral witch candle and nine yin are closing the death pass, and the remaining eleven witches are all gathered in the hall of the emperor ancestor witch, and the eleven hideous and vicious figures are shaking.

Between the eleven ancestral witches, the vigorous power of qi and blood escaped, if it weren't for being at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, such a battle would be enough to shatter the universe, and the sun and moon sneaked away.

This reunion, about Huang Long's Cangling, only talked about a few words, after all, the matter is a foregone conclusion, just wait for Cangling to give birth, and then Huang Long and Cangling will be brought to the Wu Clan.

What made the ancestors panic was the preaching of the ancestor of Hongjun Dao a hundred years later.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are rampant in the world again, and they are still under the saints after all.

"What are you afraid of, it's a big deal that our brothers and sisters and twelve witches will immediately cross the sword in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Whoever dares to take a step and teach him to be in shape, and see who else dares to listen to the sermon of Naraushzi! ”

Gonggong snorted coldly, his long vermilion hair shook slightly, and the head of the hideous python was full of ferocity.

"Fart!

Is it your head or your ass on top of your head?

Let's go to Zixiao Palace to block the door, is that to block the people who came to listen to the lecture, or to block Hongjun Daozu?

Aren't you afraid of ramming into the saint? ”

Mu Zu Jumang's wings converged, and he said coldly.

"Mu Zu, you dare to humiliate this ancestor!"

The water halberd in the hands of the co-workers manifested, and he was about to fight with Jumang.

"Hmph, how can this ancestor be afraid of you!"

The emerald green aura on Jumang's body flickered, and it was said that the two ancestors of water and fire were warlike by nature.

In fact, among the twelve ancestral witches, except for the little sister Houtu, which one is not as sexual as a fire.

"Two brothers, don't mess with yourself!"

Before the words of the Ancestor Witch fell, the power of qi and blood in the Ancestral Witch Hall rose again.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting, the ancestor of fire, Zhu Rong, the ancestor of wind, Tianwu, and Qiangliang and other ancestors also rose up.

Houtu Zuwu was dissuaded several times, but he couldn't persuade these aggressive brothers.

"Enough!"

Di Jiang burst into a shout, and then his body manifested, and it was no longer the shape of the Dao body with smiling eyes.

Instead, it turned into a body shaped like a yellow sac, red as a fire, with six legs and four wings, and a faceless body!

"The ancestor asked you to come here to discuss countermeasures, not to see your temper!"

Between the roars of the Emperor River, even in the Great Hall of the Ancestral Witch, the layers of space were torn apart, and there were bursts of whimpering and low sounds from the cracks in the space.

"Hmph, a bunch of scum, don't look at what kind of place this is!"

The fire in Zhu Rong's eyes moved, and the fire dragon flew away under his feet, burning those things that tried to come out of the spatial rift into ashes.

Seeing this, Di Jiang turned into a Dao body again, and a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, the remnants of these Chaos Demon Gods may be able to be put to good use!"

……