Kong Xuan's eyes shone in five colors, and he was also dizzy to see when he witnessed so many strong battles, and he had a little more desire for strength in his heart.

Eyes moved slightly, Kong Xuan and Zhang Ling met their eyes, and at the same time saw the fire in each other's eyes.

Zhang Ling's heart moved, but he secretly made up his mind, "It's a matter here, find a place to retreat, and swear not to go out until you reach the Golden Immortal Realm!"

can only watch everyone compete for the magic weapon, Zhang Ling is really bored in his heart, and even has a feeling of grievance, but his strength is too low, and in the face of the battlefield of many gods, he can't intervene at all, and the surging earth, fire, water and wind alone can make him seriously injured.

His eyes flashed, and Zhang Ling said to Houtu: "Senior Sister Houtu, if you help me and Kong Xuan get the treasure, there will be a good reward in the future!"

Hou Tuxiu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll help Senior Brother." She paused and said, "However, if my Wu clan is in trouble in the future, I will ask my senior brother to help me with one or two." ”

Although Zhang Ling's strength was very weak at this time, Houtu firmly believed that Zhang Ling's future achievements would be extraordinary, after all, he could be favored by the saint and accepted as a disciple.

More importantly, Houtu felt a sense of kinship from Zhang Ling, which made her trust in her heart.

The back soil powder was full of trouble, and there was a yellow mist rolling up and down her body, and the thick earth aura was tumbling around her.

With both hands on the ground, there were two earth snakes caught in the hands of Houtu, more than ten meters long and thick.

"Emperor Jun Daoyou, those who are destined for Lingbao get it, you forcibly occupy it like this, wouldn't you go against the sky!" Hou Tu stepped forward and joined the battle group, but he didn't forget to squeeze Di Jun and Taiyi.

When Di Jun heard this, his eyes almost erupted with flames, he faced Sanqing alone, even though he had two superb innate spirit treasures in his hands, and he was also powerful, but it was difficult to parry.

Danger is everywhere, Di Jun is pressed and beaten by Sanqing, and if there are more than 100 rounds, he will be defeated.

If it weren't for the fact that Sanqing only wanted to get the treasure and didn't kill the killer, plus listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, Sanqing could barely be regarded as Di Jun's senior brother, but he just used his absolute combat power to make Di Jun succumb, otherwise Di Jun would have been defeated at this time.

Houtu joined the battle group, and Nuwa and Fuxi did not dare to be lonely, holding the sun and moon essence wheel, and joined the battle side by side.

In the battlefield within a radius of thousands of miles, the wind is howling, the earth, fire, water and wind are rolling, just the aftermath of the battle can tear the monks of the Heavenly Immortal Realm to pieces, and only the monks of the Golden Immortal Realm can resist it.

Houtu is the body of the ancestral witch, controlling the power of the earth, and the innate and post-heaven earth attribute aura is all under its control, her eyes flickered, and she suddenly disappeared to the ground, without the slightest life.

In the field, except for Zhang Ling and Kong Xuan, who have been paying attention to Houtu, no one found it.

Zhang Ling held his breath, his heart was also trembling, obviously, Houtu had relied on himself to be the ancestor of the earth, using the art of earth escape, wanting to fish in troubled waters and pick up one or two spiritual treasures.

After a few breaths, Houtu suddenly appeared around the gourd vine, waved his hands heavily, and two earth snakes that were full of 100 meters were caught in her hands, and shouted, the palace was sassy, and the best innate spiritual root had been uprooted by her!

Zhang Ling was dumbfounded, he originally thought that Houtu would get one or two gourds at most, but he didn't expect that Houtu was so violent, and even the gourd vines were uprooted!

"Let's go!" Zhang Ling suddenly said to Kong Xuan, Kong Xuan has also been paying attention to Houtu, and when he saw her succeed, a cry shook the sky, and it was already soaring into the air in an instant.

The five-colored streamer flashed, and Zhang Ling stood on Kong Xuan's back.

Kong Xuan spread his wings, and as soon as he opened and closed, it was 80,000 miles, but in a snap of his fingers, he had already fallen by his side the day after tomorrow.

Houtu didn't dare to slack off, grabbed the gourd vine with both hands, jumped slightly, and landed on Kong Xuan's back.

The red crown on Kong Xuan's head suddenly became red, and his eyes burst into fine light, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the air.

The changes in the field were too fast, even Emperor Jun Taiyi, Sanqing and many other powerhouses were at a loss, and they were still fighting for Lingbao just now, but they didn't expect to be recognized as the first to be recognized.

Kunpeng roared, his sharp voice was like a baby's cry, his face was furious, and there was a green light shining all over his body, letting go of the red cloud that was fighting, and spreading his wings to chase after Kong Xuan.

Of the people present, only his speed could surpass Kong Xuan by the slightest, and the other monks were slightly inferior even though Emperor Jun and Taiyi were three-legged golden crows.

The spirit treasure was snatched away, and everyone present also lost the desire to continue fighting, so they stopped fighting and stopped fighting.

Sanqing stood together, the clear qi above his head was faintly knotted, like one, on the opposite side of them, Di Jun looked embarrassed, his clothes were scattered, but he was down.

Tongtian Daoist had a sluggish expression, but after a long time, he said: "This little junior brother is really amazing, but the Heavenly Immortal Cultivator dared to take the fire in front of a group of Taiyi Golden Immortal Monks, and he succeeded!"

Primordial Tianzun snorted coldly and said, "It's just a trick, we are fighting here, but we made him a wedding dress!"

Taishang Laojun smiled slightly, his white eyebrows twitched, and he persuaded: "Taking chestnuts from the fire is also an opportunity for the little junior brother, besides, after the fact, we ask the little junior brother for one or two gourds, can he still give it?"

Primordial Tianzun's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak, and he also acquiesced in Taishang Laojun's statement in his heart, after all, Zhang Ling can fish in troubled waters, and most of the credit goes to Sanqing for dragging other monks.

Taishang Laojun smiled and said to Nuwa and Fuxi: "This is the case, we still have to go back to Kunlun Mountain to practice, I don't know how the senior sister and Taoist friends are going to act?"

Nuwa smiled slightly and said, "We also have to go back to Fengqi Mountain, although we didn't get the gourd spirit treasure, but thanks to the blessing of the little junior brother, we got this sun and moon essence wheel and are about to go back to refine." ”

In his expression, there was no regret.

Lingbao, I am fortunate to have it, but I have lost my life, but it is just a foreign object.

Although Nuwa is a woman, she is free and easy, but she is not inferior to men.

A battle began and ended in a hurry, leaving nothing but a mess.

Di Jun and Tai Yi glanced at each other, smiled helplessly, they thought that the victory was in their hands, but they didn't expect that they would kill a back soil halfway and uproot the gourd vine!

The Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand had a Xuanhuang aura overflowing, and his eyes shot out a condensed solar true fire, and even the air seemed to be burned.

"I can only pray that Kunpeng can catch up with Houtu!" he gritted his teeth and said, "The most hateful thing is that stubborn stone, it's just a stone, and it dares to be so arrogant." ”

"Zixiao Palace robbed me of the opportunity, took away the quota of the disciples, and now he dares to snatch the spiritual treasure under our noses! The next time he dares to let me touch it, although he is a saint disciple and cannot be killed, but he must also be tortured and caught in Zixiao Palace, in front of the Hongjun Saint, so that he will lose face!"

Di Jun and Taiyi glanced at each other, and their hearts were full of anger.

A colorful streamer was like a lightning flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was 80,000 miles, like a meteor.

On Kong Xuan's back, Zhang Ling looked at the gourd vine in his hand, laughed, and the sound penetrated the clouds, faintly shaking the clouds away. Chapter 44 Lingbao, those who are destined to get it