Honghuang: Sacrifice the luck of the dragon clan at the beginning!

Nantianmen is the main gate of Tianting, not far away is Buzhou Mountain, which goes straight into Xiaohan.

The Pangu Temple, the sacred place of the witches, is at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Therefore, the duty of guarding the Nantian Gate is not only to check the order talisman and pass it on, but also to find out whether the Wu Clan has attacked the Heavenly Court.

Zhu Qing took the task of guarding the Nantianmen, and none of the Taiyi demon generals objected.

In the same demon army camp, they have all heard of the name of the Bloody Crazy Dragon.

Standing outside the Nantian Gate, Zhu Qing's mood was very complicated.

He who sacrificed to Nantianmen is actually guarding Nantianmen now!
The fairy gods of the Yao clan came and went in and out of the Nantianmen, but there were not many things about Zhuqing.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, Zhu Qing stared boredly at the top of Buzhou Mountain where the sea of ​​clouds was exposed, thinking of a thought in her heart.

The Buzhou Mountain was sacrificed.

Buzhou Mountain is transformed from Pangu's spine, which holds the sky and has great merits in the prehistoric times.

If it is sacrificed, it will definitely be better than the reward obtained by sacrificing the luck of the monster race.

Zhuqing's heart was moved, but she didn't dare to act.

If the sacrifice is not enough, Zhoushan will have too much influence.

Absolutely shocked the prehistoric world and attracted the attention of the saints.

It's not scary.

What is even more frightening is that if the Buzhou Mountain is lost, the sky will collapse, and the weak water of the Tianhe River will flow straight down, washing away the prehistoric areas, causing countless deaths and injuries.

This karma, this cause and effect, Zhuqing's little dragon's body can't bear it, and doesn't want to bear it.

"Hey, now is not the time to sacrifice properly."

Candle green and look at the mountains and sigh.

"Commander Zhu, a fairy god is coming." A demon soldier interrupted Zhu Qing's beautiful fantasy.

Zhuqing came to her senses, seeing a fairy flying over with a pet in a white robe and a tin staff.

"Western Buddhist disciples!" Zhu Qing blurted out.

The demon soldiers have been in the Heavenly Court for many years, and they have seen a lot.

"His name is Ksitigarbha, and he is the great apprentice of the Western Saint." The demon soldier said enviously.

"So it's Ksitigarbha."

Zhuqing looked at Ksitigarbha's pet. This pet's realm was the same as Ksitigarbha's, both being golden immortals.

Zhuqing guessed the pet's name, he was the Divine Beast of Di Ting.

Dizang and Diting had already flown close to Nantian Gate, Zhu Qing stepped forward to stop them.

"Heaven is not allowed to enter without permission."

According to the rules, Ksitigarbha should take out the Western token and let Zhuqing pass it on.

But Dizang didn't, he looked at Zhuqing coldly.

"You are Zhuqing?"

Candle Green nodded in acknowledgment.

"You refused to worship under my teacher, but you came to heaven to be a demon soldier.

You are insulting my teacher and Western Buddhism.

Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the teacher. "

Zhu Qing was scolded for no reason, and felt unhappy.

Who insulted and received?Who wants to be a demon soldier?
It's not the bad idea that was brought up by him, to let him come to the Heavenly Court as an undercover agent.

Dizang raised his tin stick and knocked at Zhuqing, Zhuqing flew back, and took out the Houtian Demon Spear.

"Ksitigarbha, you are a disciple of a sage, I will forgive you this time.

If you attack me again, don't blame me for being rude. "

"Humph!"

Dizang sneered, and wielded his tin staff to attack Zhuqing again.

"You brought it on yourself."

Holding the demon spear, Zhu Qing stepped to the side of Dizang, and the demon spear pierced out like a dragon swimming in the sea, forcing Dizang to retreat.

The monster soldiers guarding the Nantian Gate watched the battle with great interest, but none of them came to help.

"It's been half a year since I saw the bloody mad dragon beating a fairy."

"Guess everyone, will Zhu Qing vomit blood from Ji Zang?"

"Probably not, Dizang is a saint's disciple."

"Of course it will. The Bloodbathed Dragon will never give up without seeing any blood."

"Bet it, I bet it will."

Most of these demon soldiers have been beaten and bled by Zhuqing, knowing Zhuqing's strength, they believe that Zhuqing must win.

The same is true.

From the very beginning, Zhu Qing had been pressing on Ksitigarbha, and a demon spear was like a living dragon, elusive and haunting, making Ksitigarbang dangerous.

"Listen, come and help."

Di Tingzao quietly walked around behind Zhuqing.

When he moved his limbs, there was no sound at all.

All voices were controlled by him.

Hearing Jizo asking for help, he jumped out.

"Roar!"

The sound wave filled with Buddha's power clearly and visibly hit Zhuqing's back.

The demon soldiers had already seen that Di Ting wanted to sneak attack, and the discussion remained the same, but no one reminded Zhu Qing.

"Zhu Qing is one against two, will he be defeated?"

"Can the Bloody Crazy Dragon vomit blood today?"

"I am looking forward."

Zhu Qing comprehended some spatial supernatural powers. Although Di Ting controlled the sound silently, he did not escape his spatial induction.

He took a small step back unhurriedly, and retreated to Di Ting's side. The demon spear was like a light, and the dragon spear was like a forest like a sea.

Di Ting was trapped by tens of thousands of demon guns.

"Aw, ow ow... woo woo."

Di Ting couldn't dodge all the demon guns, and was beaten so hard that he screamed, spouting mouthfuls of blood.

"Here we come, here we come, the Bloodbathed Dragon is here."

"I knew that Zhuqing would not let us down."

"Beat Jizo, beat blood."

Zhuqing quietly collected some blood essence from Tingting, and turned to face Jizo who came to support him.

"Zhu Qing, if you dare to hurt Di Ting, I will take your life." Dizang cursed angrily.

Zhuqing answered with a demon spear, and knocked back Jizo with one shot.

The sound transmission of Ksitigarbha resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Zhuqing, don't hurt me, I came to you at the order of my teacher.

The teacher knows that you are guarding the Nantianmen, so I deliberately provoke you, fight with you, and confuse the monster race.In this way, Yaozu will not suspect you. "

"The sage sent you to find me, what's the matter?" Zhuqing replied through voice transmission, her hands couldn't help being merciful.

"The teacher asked me to ask you about the recent movements of the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor."

"They...began to practice in seclusion more than 100 years ago, and they have never appeared.

The affairs of the heavens are now handled by Bai Ze. "

These news are completely true.

"Where's the sorcerer?"

"Go back to Beihai."

"The teacher asked me to tell you that what you did in Heaven is very good, and the teacher is very satisfied.

After the task is over, the teacher will give you a top-grade innate spirit treasure. "

Zhu Qing sneered in her heart, "Thank you Saint for me...ah."

Am I a dragon that lacks a top-grade innate spirit treasure?

What I lack is the Chaos Supreme Treasure!

Ksitigarbha didn't transmit the sound again, Zhu Qing asked: "Is there anything else the sage can order?"

"Nothing."

"Oh...then let me say sorry first."

"Sorry? Why?" Jizo was puzzled.

But soon, he understood.

Zhuqing's demon spear was suddenly fierce, and his tin stick flew away with one blow, and countless spear shadows fell on him like a torrential rain.

"Ah~~ poof!"

Jizo screamed and vomited blood.

The demon soldiers laughed.

"I won."

"Zhuqing is so stunned, even the saint's disciples dare to beat her up."

"You think that the bloody mad dragon is screaming for nothing."

Dizang was seriously injured, and flew away in a hurry, speaking harshly angrily.

"Zhuqing, if you dare to hurt me, I will tell the teacher and let the teacher decide for me."

Half of his anger is fake, and the other half is real.

We are all disciples of the West, and Zhu Qing actually beat him to blood.

Di Ting followed closely behind, and fled to the west with his tail between his legs.

Zhu Qing didn't pursue, and leaned on the demon spear, hanging in mid-air, extremely majestic.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his prestige was lost.

"Teacher, teacher, blah blah, Zhuqing beat me to blood."

The monster soldiers roared with laughter.

Zhu Qing fell back to the Nantianmen, and asked the demon soldiers with a smile: "Whoever wins, please remember to drink the fairy wine."