The Swelling Trio!!
"You just became immortal king.
I urgently need to accumulate prestige!"
Mu Gang had a righteous look on his face as he said confidently,
"And the actions of the Ancestral Magus.
It's like slapping your face in front of all the immortals!
Xiao Xian thought.
You must let them have a taste of your methods!”
"Yes, yes! My dear minister is right!"
After being fooled by Mu Gang earlier, another three thousand Red Dust Guests bowed to him.
At this moment, it was already incomparably inflated, and it was simply about to soar to the sky!
A heroic spirit rose in his chest!
He had even completely forgotten about his fear of the Ancestral Magus.
He moved and flew to the top of the Treasure Dividing Cliff, in front of Xuan Ming and Houtu.
He raised his dragon-headed walking stick and said seriously,
"Ancestors of Sorcery, what are you doing here?”
When Xuan Ming saw that it was Dong Wang Gong, he didn't want to bother with him.
However, Houtu was a gentle and reasonable person. She said calmly,
"Fellow Daoist.
We are going to move this mountain to the demon race.”
When Houtu said this, her expression remained the same.
It was as if they weren't moving a divine mountain like the Cliff of Dividing Treasures, but carrying a prey that they had just hunted back home…
" Move…move the mountain???"
Donghuang Wang's face changed color. He was rendered speechless by Houtu's words.
"Then…"
Prince of the East pondered for a while and finally said,
"Then I wonder…if I can leave behind the treasures on this cliff?”
"Of course not!"
Without waiting for Houtu's reply, Xuan Ming said,
"This entire mountain is ours!
How can I share it with you!"
"You…"
Prince of the East was so angry that his body was trembling.
He had just paid his respects to the Ten Thousand Immortals, and now he was speechless.
The contrast was too great!
Donghuang Wang's temper immediately flared up.
He held the dragon-headed walking stick and pointed at Xuan Ming.
"Ancestral Sorcerer Xuanming!
This Treasure Dividing Cliff was personally given to us by the Dao Ancestor!
How can you keep it for yourself!"
"What do you mean?"
Xuan Ming spread out his hands.
"When we were in the Purple Cloud Palace, the twelve of us felt it.
I feel that there is something here that is fated with us.
He came to seek fate.
What does it have to do with you?"
“……”
When Dong Wang Gong heard Xuan Ming's words, his head hurt.
"Your Ancestral Magus doesn't even have a primordial spirit. How can you sense it?”
"I don't know either."
Xuan Ming rolled his eyes.
"Perhaps it's because we're formed from god father's blood essence.
God Father is giving us guidance in the unseen world.”
"Don't be unreasonable!"
Donghuang Wang Gong gripped his dragon-headed walking stick tightly.
"Ancestral Magus!
Don't think that we're easy to bully!
I advise you to be sensible. Otherwise, this dragon-head walking stick personally bestowed by the Dao Ancestor is not to be trifled with!”
"Yoho!"
Xuan Ming rolled up his sleeves as he spoke. He sized up Donghuang Wang as if he was looking at a precious species.
"Do you think I grew up scared?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
An Early Quasi-Sage aura instantly erupted!
As for the Duke of the East, he was only at the Zenith Heaven Realm. He was no match for the Xuanming Ancestor of Sorcery!
The courage that he had borrowed from Liang Jingru also disappeared.
He raised his dragon-headed walking stick and shouted,
"Ancestral Magus, you dare!
This was the dragon-headed cane bestowed by the Dao Ancestor!
I am also the head of the male immortals personally conferred by the Dao Ancestor!”
Houtu also recalled what Zhou Yuan's Evil Corpse had said to their Ancestral Witch.
At this stage, don't get into a big conflict with the Myriad Races and Red Dust Guests.
He reached out and pulled Xuan Ming back.
"Sister, don't forget what the Emperor said that day!”
Hearing Houtu mention Zhou Yuan.
Xuan Ming retracted his Early Stage Sage-to-be pressure and said to Donghuang Wang,
"Humph!
Count yourself lucky!
I'm in a good mood today.
Hurry up and get lost!
Get lost as far as you can!"
Dongwang Gong didn't know the inside story. He thought that this group of shamans who didn't respect the heaven and earth and only respected the Father God had actually cowered because of Dao Ancestor.
However, he was also shocked by the might of the Mysterious Underworld Being, and cold sweat trickled down his back.
However, there were still so many mighty figures who called him the Immortal King behind him, and they were still watching.
If he were to "get lost"…
That would be too embarrassing!
For a moment, Prince of the East was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly felt two golden lights flash behind him!
Two loud laughs followed.
"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist, why aren't you attacking?"
This voice was too familiar.
Dongwang Gong couldn't help but look over. He knew that the person who came was the Tianding Sage who was bestowed with Primordial Purple Qi by Dao Ancestor.
Jie Yin and Zhunti!
Although Prince of the East was the leader of the male immortals, he was not arrogant enough to show off to a future saint.
Although the image of these two had long collapsed into dregs in the hearts of the mighty figures.
However, ever since Dao Ancestor said that the two of them could become Saints, these trash words actually magically recovered automatically!
However, Prince of the East thought highly of himself and did not want to lower his status. He turned around and greeted the Second Monk of the West.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoists."
"Good!"
The Western Ershi nodded at the same time.
"I wonder why you are standing here?”
Jie Yin said with a smile.
"Why didn't you go get the treasure?"
Zhunti said.
Although Jieyin and Zhunti had gained a lot of benefits from Dao Ancestor, they were still able to obtain some benefits.
However, the two of them had always felt that the west was extremely barren.
Of course, this was also the consensus of everyone in the Wilderness.
Zhunti had always had a knot in his heart.
It was that four-headed and eight-armed Dharma Idol of his that felt like it should be holding some treasures in its hands.
It would be best if he could hold all eight of his hands!
Otherwise, it would be too shabby to have a bare hand when the Dharma Idol appeared!
Now that he had the divine pestle and the natal relic, he could also borrow the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit that his senior brother had received.
But…
Fighting with a golden lotus in his hand was really a little damaging to his image.
After thinking about it, he decided against it.
He only faintly felt that on the Dividing Treasure Cliff, there were silk ribbons, jade beads, umbrella covers, flower strings, banners, golden bows, fish intestines and other things.
It was very fated with him!
If he added the natal relic, he would have eight treasures!
At that time, he would use the eight-armed Dharma Idol to look very impressive!
However, when they flew over, they saw that none of the 3,000 Red Dust Guests came forward. Prince of the East, who was at the front of the group, was only doing some gestures.
Only then did the Second Master of the West come forward to ask about the situation.
After a while, Donghuang Wang told him what had happened.
However, he didn't mention the fact that he was almost scared to death by Xuan Ming.
Jieyin and Zhunti were furious after hearing this.
He immediately stepped forward and was about to confront Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming!
"Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming, aren't you being a little unreasonable by doing this?”
Jie Yin looked solemn and bowed.
"That cliff was promised to the Immortals by the Dao Ancestor. Aren't you a little too overbearing if you want to take it all for yourself?”
As he spoke, a Quasi-Sage aura suddenly erupted!
It pressed down on Xuan Ming!
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