Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 992
"Little friend Fan Denglong was chosen by Pindao himself, and it was Pindao who single-handedly brought him into the vortex of right and wrong. Now that little friend is in trouble, how can Pindao just sit idly by?"

Taishang Laojun, one of the three teachings of human interpretation and interpretation, is the leader of human education.

A very influential figure in Tianting, who plays a decisive role.

He had already calculated the catastrophe of heaven before this, and made a lot of arrangements for it.

The rise of Fan Denglong and the legend in the world were created by the Taishang Laojun.

Facing the Taishang Laojun's words, Fan Denglong was extremely grateful.

It turns out that there are human beings in the heavens who are warm and cold, and they don't regard billions of creatures in the world as ants as imagined.

"I have seen Laojun,"

Fan Denglong responded to Laojun's words with Taoist etiquette. Now that the court situation is in danger, it is time for a big man like him to support the scene. Unexpectedly, Laojun is willing to appear in this underworld for himself, a mortal monk.

In addition, the passage to immortality is cut off, so Laojun would have to spend a lot of effort to come to this underworld.

"You don't have to worry about it, the poor Taoist has one Qi to transform the Sanqing. What you see now is just one of the Sanqings. As early as 600 years ago, the Pindao had already come to this Fengdu underworld. Even the ghost cultivator Tang Zhiyuan It’s also the ascension of Pindao enlightenment.”

The Taishang Laojun's words completely surprised Fan Denglong, and he admired him to the extreme. Is this the strength of the top boss in the heaven?

Things can be predicted 600 years later, it's like a heifer standing on his head.

"Little friend, what does heifer stand on his head mean?"

Fan Denglong once again appeared in front of Laojun like a transparent person, and he only needed to look at him to know what was in his heart.

"Uh, it means to praise you for being old."

Fan Denglong pointed to the front, the giant was still waiting to fight the Taishang Laojun for [-] rounds.

"Come on, today let the old Taoist experience the skills of the Demon Race God of War ten thousand years ago."

The Taishang Laojun raised his whisk and immediately understood Fan Denglong's meaning. The auspicious cloud flew to the sky and stood face to face with the demon giant.

The war between gods and demons is far away, but Laojun once had some understanding of which camp in some incomplete heavenly books.This person is the God of War of the Demon Race, with a pair of battle axes that once overwhelmed the heroes of the Demon Race, and had a very high reputation among the rebellious Demon Race.

It was also fortunate that he had come to this Fengdu Difu, so the situation in the Heavenly Court could just be stabilized.

"Also let me see how the immortals in Heaven will be after ten thousand years."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Fan Denglong had a glimmer of understanding. It turned out that the giant was the Demon God of War. No wonder he had such strong self-confidence and was so interested in fighting a mortal monk.

Since he is the god of war, he is naturally warlike.

The Taishang Laojun and the giant disappeared into the sky and the earth at the same time, and there was a muffled thunder, and Fan Denglong could occasionally feel a trace.

The sky and the ground moved thousands of miles almost instantly.

Such a battle, if you can see it, must be blood-boiling.

But unfortunately, Fan Denglong's perspective ability is simply not enough to support him to see this level of battle.

I can only imagine some plot scenes from the two figures that are occasionally exposed.

With a loud cry from the sword spirit, Fan Denglong just woke up like a dream, and hurried to Liang Fan's side, fed him a elixir, and put it in the cloth bag after seeing that his breathing was stable.

"With Laojun taking action, I should be able to sit back and relax, right?"

Fan Denglong asked lightly.

Sword Spirit sighed, "Don't be too optimistic,"

"Immortals and demons belong to two eras, and they are both at the top of the race. The specific combat effectiveness is still unknown. There is no doubt that Laojun's combat effectiveness is extremely strong, but if you want to kill the Demon Race God of War, Unless all his three cleanses come."

"The demons have not broken through the Heavenly Court for so long. The main reason is that the Demons have been dormant in the dark for thousands of years, and their strength is different from before. The Heavenly Court has developed rapidly. For thousands of years, people have been ascending, and the number of people has stabilized the battle."

"Why are these little guys here?"

The sword spirit was still analyzing the outcome of this battle, and suddenly said in surprise, Fan Denglong jumped far away in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, there was smoke and dust rising over there, when he took a closer look, he suddenly lost color.

"Isn't this a joke?"

The mountain patrol team and the little guys have all come here, and they are rushing here.

Fan Denglong was furious immediately, Laojun wanted to fight himself, didn't these little guys come to die?
What did He Yuexian do?

Liquanjian led him to join the little ones, Fan Denglong said angrily, "Who told you to come here? Go back to me."

As for the sympathy with the black cat, there is an element of acting in it, and the relationship with the little guys is absolutely not adulterated.

Xiao Hei came out more and more, stretched out a front leg, pointed to the sky, and let out a cry.

"what?"

Fan Denglong was very puzzled, "How could Lao Jun call you five scumbags here?"

Xiao Hei's stature was changing, and the rest of the little ones were also growing taller, and their aura was rising.

"wrong,"

Fan Denglong yelled, because the aura of the little guys directly overwhelmed his own, and they were chasing Gui Zun Tang Zhiyuan.

Not only that, but still climbing.

What the hell is going on here?
"The bloodlines in them are awakening, and because they have bathed in the luck leaked from the Nine Cauldrons, they have a chance, and they seem to have evolved. Their cultivation is far away from their ancestors."

Xiao Hei let out a long howl, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a blood moon, and tens of thousands of black dogs descended from the blood moon.

The Tianma soared into the sky, the golden monkey screamed from below, and the Tianma suddenly turned around and stomped hard towards the void.

The figure of the demon giant appeared and took a step back.

The trampling of the Tianma actually made the Mozu giant suffer a lot.

The crane groaned softly, and the wound on Fan Denglong's body was recovering quickly.

And the tiger roared loudly, with vague energy fluctuating, and the Demon God of War immediately struck it down with a battle ax angrily.

"It's noisy,"

The little tiger got wind under his feet and left the place.

Fan Denglong watched all this from the side, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He really wanted to wake Liang Fan up now, so that the oil bottle wouldn't hang around his neck.

"Don't be in a daze, quickly recover from the injury, and contact the real dragon seal by the way, and be ready for the strongest blow at any time."

There are many people and strength, and the little guys are fighting with the demon giants. It seems that Laojun should have a little advantage. At this time, of course, the sword spirit wants Fan Denglong to beat the dog in the water.

"Oh,"

Fan Denglong suddenly came back to his senses, and the contact with the real dragon seal told it to prepare to use luck to bless itself.

And the sword spirit also began to send spiritual energy to Fan Denglong, and the wounds on Fan Denglong's body were recovering rapidly under the crazy delivery of spiritual energy.

(End of this chapter)