Honghuang: I am the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao

Chapter 29 Kunpeng was furious and Hongjun was confused!
"good!"

Xuan Du and the three ancestors of the human race responded in unison and nodded in greeting.

They looked up at the destiny of the human race flowing above the nine heavens.

With a wave of his arm, he called on hundreds of millions of human beings to begin guiding their destiny.

"The human race should strengthen itself!"

"Luck, gather!"

The three ancestors of the human race each took out the three sacred objects of the human race.

The eternal flame, the mysterious nest, and a black robe are the symbols of human civilization.

"The Golden Elixir Law, the essence of martial arts, is revealed!"

Xuan Du was unwilling to fall behind, so he used all his magical powers and even used the authority of the Human Religion to stimulate the fortune of the human race.

next moment.

Strands of luck slowly gathered in the sky, eventually forming a long river of scarlet gold, dazzling and brilliant.

"The golden dragon of luck is about to be born, everyone please hold on a little longer."

Upon seeing this, Yinglong's eyes flashed with joy, and he said encouragingly.

The Ancestral Dragon Ball in his hand seemed to sense some kind of call and became extremely hot.

The soul of the Ancestral Dragon began to churn violently, and waves of dragon power soared into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, under the influence of the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, the destiny of the human race began to undergo amazing changes.

Gradually it condensed into a lifelike golden dragon of luck.

Every dragon scale was shining with dazzling light, and the dragon's roar was deafening.

"go!"

Yinglong swung his right hand violently and threw the Ancestral Dragon Pearl into the body of the Golden Dragon of Fortune.

Afterwards, the soul of the Ancestral Dragon merged into the Golden Dragon of Fortune.

At this moment, the Golden Dragon of Fortune seemed to be endowed with a soul and was no longer just a symbol of fortune.

Instead, it becomes a giant dragon that terrorizes the world.

"Senior Yinglong, the time has come!"

"Please quickly use the secret technique of the dragon clan to help Zulong control the golden dragon of luck."

Xuan Du on the side spoke up to remind him.

Upon hearing this, Yinglong lightly pinched the magic formula and summoned the divine dragons from the four directions.

Under the guidance of Yinglong, thousands of divine dragons injected the power of laws containing the breath of dragon into the golden dragon of destiny.

With the infusion of the power of these laws, the body of the Golden Dragon of Luck became more solid, and the aura of the Ancestral Dragon became more powerful.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Above the sky, the golden dragon of luck was circling continuously, and the red-gold light gradually faded.

The strands of luck seemed to be condensing into real muscles and scales.

However, this dragon is not that dragon. It is the transformation of the human race’s destiny and cannot condense a real physical body.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar shook the sky.

The Golden Dragon of Fortune holds the Ancestral Dragon Pearl in its mouth, and its eyes are bright.

"We respectfully welcome the reborn Zulong!"

Yinglong led all the members of the dragon clan, and they all knelt on the ground to express their respect to the Golden Dragon of Destiny.

At this moment, the will of the Ancestral Dragon seemed to sense the call of the dragon clan and began to slowly wake up.

"I am the Ancestral Dragon, but am I not already dead?"

"Now, it has become the golden dragon of human race's luck!"

Zulong was full of doubts, but then he suddenly understood.

It’s just that his soul is still a little confused, and the memories of the Longhan Catastrophe and before have all become blurry.

All that remained were the many magical powers and techniques that he had mastered in the past, which were deeply engraved in his soul.

"exactly!"

"From now on, there is only the golden dragon of human destiny!"

"Senior Zulong, you perished in the Longhan catastrophe in the past, but now you have been reborn with the luck of the human race."

"I hope you can do your best to protect the human race!"

Xuandu said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The identity of the overlord of the three innate tribes has long become a thing of the past.

"Who are you?"

Zulong's voice was like thunder, staring at Xuandu, as if he wanted to see through him. Xuandu was surrounded by a strong human luck, three flowers bloomed on his head, purple air came from the east, and thousands of strange phenomena gathered on him.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he is a man of great fortune.

Although his current cultivation level is only Taiyi Golden Immortal, his luck and merits far exceed Zulong's imagination.

Zulong sighed inwardly, this person's profound background is probably beyond the comparison of ordinary Hunyuan Jinxian.

Xuandu looked calm and replied calmly:

"I am a disciple of the Great Purity Saint. I am ordered by my master to take charge of the authority of the human religion and educate the human race!"

"Before this, it was me and the human race who cooperated with Senior Yinglong to give you a new life."

After saying this, he bowed slightly.

When Zulong heard this, he was touched and began to deduce the secret of heaven.

After a moment, he understood the current situation in the prehistoric world and the Taiqing Saint mentioned by Xuandu.

"The dragon race is the holy race that protects the human race, and I am also the golden dragon of the human race. I should shoulder the responsibility of protecting the human race."

"Perhaps when I first came back to life, I still had a little fantasy in my heart."

“But now, there are so many powerful people in the prehistoric world, I no longer have the heart to fight for supremacy in the prehistoric world and gather the destiny of heaven.”

"From now on, our dragon race will stand side by side with the human race!"

Zulong was filled with fear and shock for a long time.

Taoist Master Hongjun is in harmony with the Way of Heaven, and all his disciples are saints of the Way of Heaven.

The situation in the ancient world is undercurrent, and the current Twelve Ancestral Witches are no weaker than they were in their former peak.

The strength of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi should not be underestimated.

On the other hand, the dragon clan has lost its former glory and seems insignificant compared to the power of the lich and wizard clans.

"The human race has extraordinary potential. I hope Senior Zulong will not underestimate the human race."

"Also, the stronger the human race is, the faster your strength will recover."

"With your current cultivation level of the early Daluo Jinxian, you are far from being able to restore the reputation of the Ancestral Dragon."

The Ancestral Dragon did not perfectly integrate with the destiny of the human race.

Only when he completely lets go of the past can he win the recognition of the destiny of the human race.

As a result, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds and returned to his former peak.

"So good!"

"I need to spend some time sorting out my memories, so I'll go into seclusion first."

After saying this, Zulong’s body turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the void in an instant.

I plan to retreat to digest this shocking news and sort out my thoughts.

Xuan Du looked at the direction where Zulong left, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He was afraid that Zulong would be stubborn and unable to let go of the past.

It seems that Zulong's adaptability is still very good.

With Cangjie creating characters and Zulong being reborn, a series of events that occurred among the human race frightened all living beings in the prehistoric world.

Thirty-third Heaven, Demon Master Palace.

"How dare a mere human steal my inspiration and create their own writing."

"And he took this opportunity to gain so much Heavenly Dao merit. How despicable!"

"Even that old Zulong has been resurrected."

Kunpeng was furious and the entire Demon Master Palace was in a mess.

At the same time, other forces had different reactions.

Even Hongjun Daozu was alarmed by the affairs of the human race.

The sky beyond chaos, the Purple Sky Palace.

The rhythm of Tao flows, mysterious and extraordinary.

The golden wheel of heaven hung high in the sky, and Daoist Patriarch Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes.

"The dragon race becomes the holy race that protects the human race, and thus breaks free from the shackles of heaven!"

"Now the Zulong has been reborn and returned."

"Even I can't predict the trend of the great world. Who is manipulating all this behind the scenes?"

The voice of Hongjun Daozu slowly sounded in Zixiao Palace.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, he sighed.

The figure gradually merged into the golden wheel of heaven and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)