Chapter 122 Ying and Zhuangzi
The underworld, Changjing!
In front of the Undead Hall, there is a drawing in front of Zhongshan, on which is the shape of a thirteen-color giant flag!
"Holy King, you can be sure that this is the shape of the demon flag!" Yi Yan said respectfully.
"Hm!" Zhong Shan nodded.
Recruiting demon flags, used to be the treasure of Nuwa, although no one has ever owned it! But its appearance has been seen by many people, just like the four swords of the Jade Immortals. There are many imitations of the four swords of the Jade Immortals in the world.
"Nangong Sheng, Mud Bodhisattva!" Zhong Shan shouted.
"I'm here!" The two answered immediately.
"According to this drawing, create an imitation demon flag, not for function, but for appearance and momentum. It must be like, and then set a strange array on it, so that people can't find out." Zhong Shan said.
"Yes!" The two answered immediately.
Fake? It's just fraud!
"You can make as much as you can, as much as possible. The more the better! After you make a model, you can mobilize the skilled craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry to make demon flags in batches! Zhong Shan ordered.
"Yes!" Everyone in the sun is looking for the demon flag, and Zhongshan has begun to counterfeit it. If those who are running around in the sun know, they must be speechless.
Why did Zhong Shan fake it? It was also because Zhong Shan couldn't help it.
Xuemei's ancestor has said that the demon flag will pass through a few hands, and he is one of them. When it comes to his own hands, he will definitely not be able to protect it with his own strength, so let this chaos come out a little more!
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The underworld created an imitation demon flag, but in the sun, Zhongshan waited patiently, and finally three months later.
Zhong Shan flew in one direction with the falling star dust.
"Holy King, a large number of demons sensed the appearance of the demon flag, which is in the north. Shall we be a little more unhappy?" Luo Xingchen doubted.
"Quick? It's useless. There must be a fight in the north now. Don't worry, you can't run away. With so many strong people staring at it, who will let it be lost?" Zhong Shan said indifferently.
"Yes!"
"What's the news recently?" Zhong Shan asked.
"The ancient Buddha who burns the lamp was chased and killed every day during this period. Half a month ago, he escaped from the world of Nuwa with three enemies who chased him with injuries!, Luo Xingchen said.
"Is the light gone? Well, do you have any news about Sima Yuan and Master Zixiao?" Zhong Shan asked.
"Since the broken dragon array in the urn, Sima Yuan has been severely damaged by dozens of ancient immortals, with broken bodies! He has left the Nuwa world for a long time, and there has been no news from Master Zixiao! Maybe it's out too!" Luo Xingchen explained.
"Hm!"
The two flew to the north in a hurry. Two days later, the two saw the so-called fighting.
There are corpses everywhere, and the saint's most precious ** is really earth-shaking. In the distance, a large number of strong people gathered, some flying in the sky, some falling between the peaks, and looking at the center one by one.
In the center, there is a big mountain. The mountain is not the highest, but it emits a dazzling brilliance. The golden light is so bright that people dare not look directly at it. It is like a round of sun, extremely bright.
From the golden light, circles of space ripples, no, should be space waves, spreading in all directions, the big waves pass. Everything in all directions turns into powder, and all the people who can stay nearby are peerless masters.
The peerless masters want to rush in, but no one can rush in, because the internal battle is too strong.
People can only stop far away.
A large number of strong men, Zhongshan suddenly found that the peerless strong people who had been waiting outside the Nuwa world more than half a year ago had come.
When facing the universe tripod, there is only a group of ancient immortals. And here is a group of ancestors!
Ximian, Xuemei's ancestor, and his disciples! The master of the southern snake! There are also a group of strong people in the dojo. As for the strong people on the top of other peaks, Zhong Shan doesn't know them.
This is the focus of the Nuwa world. All the strong who can come have arrived.
Because there is a demon flag here!
Zhong Shan and Luo Xingchen found a mountain and stopped. Looking at the center of the field from afar, there were also strong people from all directions. Inadvertently, Zhong Shan saw a familiar face again.
Master Zixiao! He hasn't left yet?
"Holy King, is the center of the two ancestors fighting?" The falling stardust was shocked.
"Um, go and find out who they are!" Zhong Shan said lightly.
From a long distance, you can feel the shocking impact inside.
"Boom ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅ ̅!, the golden light is shining, and the horrible light suddenly pierces everyone's eyes are black, and they can't see everything inside.
Powerful space waves are blowing in all directions like a tsunami.
The terrible impact immediately blew away hundreds of millions of miles of clouds in an instant. Some strong people nearby even flew tens of thousands of miles back by this shock.
It's too strong, the duel of the ancestors?
The red Luan fog filled his eyes, and Zhongshan faintly saw a black heavenly path in the distance. The domineering one stood there, and the slight impact of a golden heavenly path faded.
The golden light in all directions has dissipated, and people's eyesight has gradually recovered.
In the void, there are two people standing.
He is dressed in a black dragon robe, wearing a black jade flat crown, and a domineering face.
Ye! That's Ying!
Zhong Shan saw that Ying stood in the air, behind him, no, his whole body was shrouded in the black sky.
In line with the way of heaven, ancestor immortal, won!
Ying looked at the opposite side proudly.
Opposite a man in a golden fitting, the man's head seems to be piled up with small golden beads. The small beads are piled up into a hill, looking golden!
Unfortunately, some blood came out of the man's temple, which slowly flowed down his chin and finally dripped on the ground below.
"Did Buddha Jinti lose?" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from all directions.
Jinti Buddha is obviously the man with a lot of golden beads on his head and bleeding in his temples.
Even Jinti Buddha has been defeated? Who is this person?
"Inextricable longevity Buddha, the poor monk has lost! So far, I won't make any more ideas!" Buddha Jinti slightly ceremonies.
"Hmm! You are very good!" Ying nodded faintly.
"Do you dare to be your Excellency?" Buddha Jinti asked.
"Da Qin, Ying!" I said solemnly.
For this kind of strong man, Ying gave him enough respect. And told the identity.
"Fwell! Buddha Jinti nodded.
Turning his head, Jinti Buddha waved his hand not far away. At the top of the mountain, a group of monks flew up and slowly flew away from here with Jinti Buddha.
Ying gave a faint look at the direction where Jinti Buddha left.
xun Around, Ying's eyes passed, and many strong people lowered their heads strangely, as if they dared not look directly at them.
At this moment, Zhongshan also found the peak at the foot of Ying.
There are two corners on the top of the mountain. Standing in a white place! Although Bai Qi is strong, he is still an ancient immortal after all. In the face of the ancestor immortals, he still needs to be domineering.
In another corner of the top of the mountain, there is a lot of black fog. In the black fog, there was a faint flash of some strange brilliance.
Zhong Shan looked at it faintly. At this time, Luo Xingchen, who had just left for a while, returned to Zhong Shan again.
"The Holy King, it has been found out clearly that the demon flag was born. In the black fog, it should be the ghost valley mentioned by the Holy King. The ghost valley is also in it. It seems that it is refining the demon flag, and it doesn't seem to be. I can't understand it. More and more strong people are gathered here. This is the second ancestor to challenge the winner. Lose! Go away in defeat!" Luo Xingchen said solemnly.
"Two Ancestor Immortals in a row?" Zhong Shan took a deep breath.
For more than 80,000 years, Zhong Shan finally knew how strong he had grown for more than 80,000 years. Dreaming of the heavenly magic, while practicing the "body of the minister", he took the soul of the minister to travel around the world. For more than 80,000 years, Ying has grown up to the realm of ancestral immortals, and he is the strongest among the ancestral immortals.
Ying stood in the air, looked coldly at the four directions, and a forceful momentum came out leisurely, defeating the two ancestors in a row, thus establishing Ying's position in the world.
After this World War I, the name of Ying must resound throughout the world.
Ying looked at the four directions proudly, with the momentum of "Ask the world, who dares to fight"!
This is the strongest!
"Who else? Ying said lightly.
The voice is very flat, but in this voice, it reveals a domineering trend in the world. Who dares to fight?
Long silence! For a moment, even a group of ancient immortals did not take action immediately.
What a good one!
While everyone was struggling with who would stand up again, someone finally stepped forward.
In a white robe, he looks like a mortal of sixty or seventy years old. His black hair is mixed with some white hair. The two sideburns hanging on his chin are on both sides of his cheeks, and there is a lot of long hair behind him.
The old man's face was very kind, his eyes were dazzling, and he looked at Ying without any timidity, but only a look of curiosity.
"Zhuangzi, that's Zhuangzi!" Suddenly, a scream came from the distance.
"It's really Zhuangzi. I've heard him preach. It's really Zhuangzi!"
"Zhuangzi, the person closest to the saint? People exclaimed for a while. Unexpectedly, after winning two victories, Zhuangzi was also led out!
Zhuangzi is amazing. Everyone in the world knows it. He is the best among the ancestral immortals.
"Is he Zhuangzi?" Zhong Shan stared intently.
This is the first time that Zhong Shan has seen Zhuangzi's true face. Last time he came to the sea proudly, he couldn't see Zhuangzi's appearance at all!
"Who will win now? "It must be Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi is the closest person to the saint!"
"Not necessarily, I think Ying is stronger!"
People's doubts came from all directions, and they were extremely excited one by one. Ying and Zhuangzi played each other? Even if you can't get the demon flag, it's enough to see this shocking battle.
"Da Qin, Ying? The body of a general? I haven't seen the body of a general for a long time. I almost don't remember it. Poor "Zhuang Zhou"!" Zhuangzi said with a faint smile.
Zhuangzi does not have the arrogance of ordinary ancestors and immortals, as if he is still approachable, bringing others a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze. Of course, the strength of Ying must play a very important role.
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