Chapter 941: Immortal Gods in Memory
It was quiet.
No one expected that Long Yi would agree to become Xiao Yun's mount so simply. It was a mount, and its status was not as high as that of his subordinates. It was simply humiliating for the demon clan.
You, Long Yi, are also a five-clawed golden dragon, the strongest among the top ten beasts. Why don't you resist? Are you admitting defeat before the fight is even started?
Old Zhao lost that year, but he still managed to become the number one general. You will probably just be a cart puller in the future.
Some people immediately looked at Long Yi with disdain.
They originally expected Long Yi to have a battle with Xiao Yun after he attained enlightenment.
Although they also knew that Long Yi would definitely die in the end, it was not in vain for them to make this trip and watch the fun.
Who knew that Long Yi would surrender so quickly.
"snort!"
As if sensing everyone's disdainful looks, Long Yi snorted coldly and continued to overcome the tribulation.
Long Yi is not without courage. If Xiao Yun was just the Great Emperor, he would definitely fight Xiao Yun. But Xiao Yun is the Emperor of Heaven, and he was able to instantly kill the Emperor during the Emperor's Tribulation. What could Long Yi do to fight Xiao Yun?
This is not courage, this is courting death.
Long Yi was not stupid. It was better to die than to live. It was better than becoming the Roast Dragon of Orleans.
"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Long Yi... Tsk, Tsk, he is capable of bending and stretching. He should not be underestimated in the future." Not far away, Liu Tiandu praised.
Qin Shisan next to him glanced at him, "Don't you, Lao Liu, also know the current affairs and be a hero?"
Zhao Wuji stared at the real dragon's nest not far away.
"He, Xiao Erniu, actually accepted a five-clawed golden dragon as a mount... No, I, Emperor Zhao Tian, have never been weaker than anyone else in my life. How can I be compared to him, Xiao Erniu, on my mount?"
"In addition to Long Yi, there seem to be two mythical beasts, the Golden-winged Dapeng and the Suzaku, in this true dragon's nest. They are also quite powerful."
"Forget it, they are too weak to be my mounts, Emperor Zhao Tian."
Zhao Wuji withdrew his gaze and suddenly looked up at the sky. To be precise, he was looking at the Three Emperors Realm.
"In a few years, Tianwaitian will come, and then the demon clan from Tianwaitian will also come. There will be many demon emperors there, and even a heavenly emperor."
"My Zhao Wuji's mount must at least be in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven."
Zhao Wuji's eyes were blazing and his face was full of confidence.
Of course, this confidence was all brought about by his clone in the ancient world. Presumably, the clone who was reincarnated into the princely family would be a blockbuster, rise in the ancient world, and finally merge with his twin, becoming the Emperor of Heaven in one fell swoop.
"The future is destined to belong to me, Emperor Zhao Tian." Old Zhao clenched his fist, as if he held the entire world in his hands, and his heart was filled with pride.
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The ancient world, the Tang Dynasty.
Because time here speeds up a hundred times, three months have passed since one day passed in Jiuxiao Continent.
At this time, the Tang Emperor's birthday banquet had already begun.
Xiao Yun, who had just broken through to the integration stage, also entered the magnificent Tang Dynasty Palace under the leadership of a guard.
And there are many people like Xiao Yun who come to celebrate his birthday.
Xiao Yun saw many young and handsome men, as well as many dignitaries. One by one, they were either getting out of their cars or riding flying swords. Some were flying in the clouds. It was extremely lively.
However, when they arrived at the entrance of the palace, these people had to enter on foot.
This is also a sign of respect for Emperor Tang.
However, some people flew directly into the palace through the clouds and mist.
"Who are they? Why can they fly directly into the palace?" Xiao Yun pointed at a group of colorful clouds in the sky and said.
The colorful clouds were extraordinary at first glance, and they carried three people on them. An old lady looked like an old lady, holding a crutch in her hand, and there were two young fairies supporting her next to her.
These two fairies are really beautiful. One is like a pearl, with crystal-clear skin and a glow all over her body. The fairy body is tall and graceful, like a divine lotus blooming, and the whole person has an ethereal temperament.
The other woman was holding a long spear and looked very heroic, as if she were a female general and a heroine who had stepped down from the battlefield.
Of course, Xiao Yun is not the kind of person who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. What he values more is the old lady being supported by the two fairies.
That was a quasi-sage strong man.
On the Jiuxiao Continent, he would be a powerful person comparable to the realm of Heavenly Lord, an existence at the level of the Three Emperors and the Chaos Emperor.
No matter what the combat power is, at least the realm is corresponding.
Xiao Yun was deeply shocked. He had just arrived in the wild world and met a super strong man. He was truly worthy of being in the wild world.
Compared to Jiuxiao Continent, there are too many powerful people in the prehistoric world.
"Oh, you are talking about Wudang Holy Mother. She is one of the four disciples of Jiejiao Saint Lingbao Tianzun, and is also the current chief disciple of Jiejiao. She has a high status. Of course she can fly directly into the palace." The guard raised his head. When he saw it, he immediately withdrew his gaze and said respectfully.
When Xiao Yun heard this, he suddenly realized that he was the only strong Jie Jiao who survived the Great Catastrophe of Conferring Gods. In that great calamity, all Jie Jiao were wiped out, and only the Incompetent Holy Mother escaped. The others were not If you die, you will be on the list of gods.
At that time, she was Daluo Jinxian, and it is normal for her to become a quasi-sage now. After all, she is an old antique.
"What about the two people next to her?" Xiao Yun then asked curiously.
The guard smiled and said: "It's Fairy Bai Suzhen and Fairy Fan Lihua. They are both outstanding among the three generations of Jiejiao. They are probably not far from Daluo Jinxian."
Xiao Yun was dumbfounded when he heard this. There were two more people he had heard about in his previous life, especially Bai Suzhen, who was the famous White Snake.
Yes, the Holy Mother Wu Dang transformed into the Mother of Mount Li and accepted Fan Lihua and the White Snake as her disciples, which means that Jiejiao teaches everyone, and accepts both demons and humans as disciples.
"It's not without fate that we meet this time, the whole courtyard is full of beautiful scenery."
"A sword flew into the air again, and the old dragon was awakened from his sleep in Dongting."
At this moment, a melodious poem suddenly came from the sky.
Then, the sword energy rushed into the sky, and the sword light illuminated the entire Chang'an City.
A young man with long hair, half lying on a wide flying sword, holding a wine pot in his hand, riding the sword and coming with the wind, so free and easy.
"Good wine, or the fine wine on Chang'an Street is more suitable for me."
As soon as the young man finished speaking, he had already entered the palace on a flying sword.
Below, Xiao Yun retracted his gaze and praised: "What a Drunken Swordsman, is this the senior from Shushan?"
The guard next to him smiled and said: "This person has some connection with Shushan, after all, they are all from the human sect, but this is the Pure Yang Patriarch Lü Dongbin among the Eight Immortals of Shangdong."
Xiao Yun was shocked again. It was another famous immortal. The names of the Eight Immortals were well-known, especially Lü Dongbin, who had the greatest reputation.
"Lü Dongbin has also become a quasi-saint. This prehistoric world has changed too much from the prehistoric world in my memory, and there are too many strong people."
Xiao Yun thought in his heart.
The prehistoric world he knew was only until the end of the Journey to the West, but now, many years have passed since the Journey to the West.
Naturally, those famous immortals, gods, demons and monsters in his memory have become more powerful.
"Strong people are everywhere!" Xiao Yun sighed in his heart. No wonder the Jiuxiao Continent has always been at a disadvantage when facing the prehistoric world. The strength comparison is too far apart.
