The position of the head of the Queen Mother of the West Immortal was stabilized by Xing Tianluo's subplan.

Seeing off the guests, West Kunlun returned to its original quiet.

However, there is no anxiety in the flood wilderness, the reason is that the affairs of Emperor Juntai and the two have spread all over the flood wilderness, and the ugly appearance of the two has become the object of ridicule and ridicule by everyone.

Especially the Eastern Princes of Penglai Island in the East China Sea, who have never known how to start the work of the head of their male immortals, can only watch the Queen Mother of the West flourish, not to mention envy.

This time, with the troubles of Emperor Juntai and the others, the Eastern Prince's spirit was shocked, and he felt that he could use this as a breakthrough, so he began to run and shout.

"Bang!" In the hall of the Sun Star, Taiyi slapped the table angrily and said, "Big brother, losing to Xingtian is not as good as others." But the prince of the east, the clown who jumped off the beam, dared to insult us like this, we can't just forget it. ”

"Second brother, don't worry, the prince of the east is not afraid, I am now thinking about how to turn our image around. Dijun raised his hand to stop the angry Taiyi and frowned.

"Big brother, what is there to consider about this, kill him directly, and see if his mouth is hard or my Chaos Zhong is hard. Taiyi didn't understand a little, and his mouth was still screaming wildly.

"Let him jump first, it should be the day of Zixiao Palace's speech, and we will act after this limelight, so that we can reverse the unfavorable situation. ”

Taiyi still listened to Di Jun's words, although he was a little unhappy in his heart.

The prince of the East, who had rubbed a handful of heat in the wilderness, finally opened, and there were some small fish and shrimp under his hands, and he was no longer fighting alone. Relying on these small fish and shrimp, it can be regarded as feeling the so-called head of the male fairy.

Xi Kunlun, Xing Tian also asked the Queen Mother of the West about her impression of the Eastern Prince, and he remembered that the situation was like this at that time.

In the bamboo forest next to Tianchi, Xingtian and the Queen Mother of the West sat opposite each other, Shang Yang knelt on the side and made tea, and there were only three of them in the entire bamboo forest.

"Little sister, what do you think of the prince of the East? ”

The Queen Mother of the West took a sip of flower tea, looked at Xingtian in confusion, blinked her eyes and said, "What's going on?

Shang Yang on the side was a person who came over, and he heard the meaning of Xingtian's words at that time, and couldn't help but glance at him angrily.

The meaning of that couldn't be clearer, is there a brother like you?

"Hehe!" Xingtian ignored Shang Yang, and said with a smile: "What do you think of him, do you have a good feeling?"

The prince of the east and the queen mother of the west, listening to the name is the marriage of heaven.

"No!" the Queen Mother of the West also reacted at this time, and refused without thinking about it.

"Well, since that's the case, then you're welcome!" got the answer he wanted, and Xingtian didn't ask more about this matter.

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and nothing major has happened in the flood famine, but there are many small things.

For example, because of the increase in population, the Wu clan began to be led by the ancestral witch, and began to leave Buzhou Mountain, sprinkled into the desolate land, and officially marched into the desolate land.

The East Kunlun treasure is shining to the sky, there is an innate spiritual treasure in the world, and Xingtian also went to watch the ceremony, and found that it was the birth of the twelve-grade creation Qinglian.

However, these twelve products of creation and transformation of the green lotus into the three clear Taoist spiritual treasures. They are the crutches of Taiqing Laozi, the jade Ruyi of the beginning of the Yuqing Dynasty and the Qingping sword of the Shangqing Dynasty.

To be honest, looking at these twelve grades of Creation Qinglian, Xingtian was distressed. A good and upright superb innate spirit treasure was divided equally by the three losers, why didn't they find it when they ravaged East Kunlun at the beginning.

With heartache, Xingtian felt that his heart, which had been forcibly suppressed, began to move again.

"Looks like it's time to find a chance to take a walk in the sea of blood. "Losing a superb innate spirit treasure, Xingtian has already made up his mind.

"Bell, bell!"

Thousands of years passed, the familiar bell rang, and everyone left the cave mansion like a chaotic Zixiao Palace.

The three of them were the most active, and when the punishment day came, all three of them had already arrived.

"Yo, the speed of the three Daoists is so fast, I didn't see the three of them leave, and they have already come to Zixiao Palace. Seeing Sanqing, Xingtian couldn't help but ridicule, no way, this bad habit really can't be changed.

"Xingtian Daoist friends have an overreputation, we are just one step earlier. Besides, Daoist friends have a lot of opportunities, how can they care about our three little people. ”

The answer was Taiqing, who was sitting on the side, and obtained the Dao Spirit Treasure, and the three of them were rarely happy, and there was a smile on the corner of their mouths when they spoke.

"By the way, I forgot to congratulate the three Taoist friends on winning the best spiritual treasure, the three really have a great opportunity, not only have the supreme treasure to accompany them, but also the best innate spiritual treasure, pity me and no one loves no one to love. ”

Hearing Xingtian take the initiative to mention this matter, coupled with Xingtian's depressed expression at that time, the three of them were more transparent than eating ginseng fruit.

"Hehe, Taoist friends have won awards, but they are just a little lucky!" Lao Tzu is still as modest as ever.

However, the voice began to change its flavor when it arrived at the beginning.

"That is, we are Pangu authentic, shouldn't we get these things?"

"The second brother is right. ”

Xingtian looked at these two goods, especially the guy Yuan Shi, who seemed to be very scheming. But after every calculation, don't forget to pit yourself while pit your opponent.

Xingtian likes such an opponent, and the matter of pit people must be wet with rain and dew.

"Hehe! Congratulations to the three of you. Xing Tianzai didn't say anything, just simply congratulated.

When the four of them chatted, their voices were not disguised at all, and Sanqing did not correct the language disease in Xingtian's words.

Now everyone looks at the three of them with a look of jealousy, especially the characters of Yuan Shi and Tongtian who don't know how to restrain, and everyone looks at them with envy, jealousy and hatred~

Lao Tzu thought about it more, but he wouldn't know what was going on, and he didn't know that Hongjun would give the three of them an innate treasure.

Originally, one Arcana and three top-grade innate spirit treasures were enough to make people blush, plus three Arcana Treasures and Hongmeng Purple Qi, so what would these people look like?

Pink eye is a terminal disease! a terminal disease that harms others and oneself!

This time, Xingtian put on both the Golden Immortals of West Kunlun and the Golden Immortals of Da Luo, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches also arrived under the leadership of Houtu.

"Boom!" The door of Zixiao Palace closed again, and Hongjun's figure appeared on the high platform.

This time, Hongjun still didn't talk nonsense, and opened his mouth to start talking. This time, Hongjun is talking about the content of the quasi-saint level.

Therefore, many monks who are not cultivated enough or who are not qualified begin to scratch their ears and cheeks, and only those who are really strong can understand.

is as strong as Emperor Jun Taiyi of the Three Qing Dynasty, and sometimes frowns and sometimes smiles, no longer shaking his head the whole time.

As for Xingtian, this time he was still staring wide-eyed, and Hongjun once again placed the Creation Jade Disc on Xingtian's head, and let Xingtian use the Creation Jade Disk.

At the same time, the twelve ancestral witches sitting at the door of the hall, listening to Hongjun's preaching, seemed to be hypnotized, and one slept deeper than the other.