The Taoist Mai nodded and responded. He shook his body and appeared behind him: "After the Battle of Zhuolu, the Goddess of Drought, the Goddess of Drought, wanted to fight with Feng Bo and the Rain Army. I and her were in the same direction and naturally could not care for themselves. After a big battle, the Nubu and I were seriously injured, so we gradually withdrew from the Three Realms."

Xuankong hurriedly bowed his head and worshiped him with a big gift: "The human junior Xuankong has seen Senior Yinglong!"

Yinglong helped the Emperor Xuanyuan in ancient times, and was one of the greatest heroes who could defeat the prisoner and kill Chiyou. He was a great contribution to the human race, so he could be treated as Xuankong. Yinglong smiled faintly and said, "That was already in ancient times. Now I live in seclusion in this Xuanbing Dragon Tomb and is just a scattered person outside the world."

Xuan Kong asked: "So many years have passed in the world, and the injuries on the seniors have almost healed. Why do you still need to stay here?"

Ying Long smiled and shook his head and said, "That's because I did something that I'm sorry for someone."

Xuankong saw that Yinglong had a story hidden in his heart, but he couldn't ask, so he had to agree. He asked, "Senior Yinglong, I still want to ask, is there really no place to go out here?"

Ying Long asked back: "What are you going out to do?"

He said: "The spiritual energy here is not bad even compared to the Jade Emperor's Palace on Thirty-Three Heavens. Moreover, the Shangbufutian Court is not subject to the underworld. Isn't it a good place to practice? Besides, you have my dragon beauties accompanying you, so I don't know how beautiful it is to stay here!"

Yinglong looked at Xuankong and shook his head repeatedly, as if he had done something that was really bad for him to burn a piano and cook a crane.

Xuankong's expression was about to burst into tears. He said to himself: "Senior Yinglong didn't know what kind of emotional injury he suffered. He was discouraged and wanted to escape from the world. But I pity my Xuankong and I still have a lot of good time. Could it be that I really want to stay here with him?"

How did you guess that Xuankong guessed that Yinglong was injured? He thought so. Now countless years have passed since the ancient Zhuolu Battle. Not to mention that he had not recovered from the serious injury or practiced from scratch, he should have the Taiyi realm.

Moreover, it can make a proud person like Yinglong look uncontrollably when he mentions the word "吴吴", and he can also say that he has done something that is sorry for someone. With so many doubts connected together, Xuankong cannot think about it.

Ying Long suddenly asked, "I'm a little surprised. You have already had Taiyi Taoist practice at a young age, and the master sect is a famous sect of saints in the three realms. A young and successful person like you should be a pride like a person in heaven. How could he fall to such a level?"

When Xuankong was holding Princess Ao Ying and rolling and crawling, Yinglong saw it. Even if Xuankong didn't escape into the abyss of Dragon Water before Mo Ming Daozun reacted, Yinglong would not ignore it.

What kind of person is Yinglong? How could he watch the demons from outside hurt their descendants of the dragon clan? Xuan Kong also thought clearly about this layer and scratched his head. He thought that he had finally saved Princess Ao Ying's life and paid off his kindness.

Now that I think about it, it is not the case at all. Even if I didn’t take action by myself, the elders in the family were still watching. No matter how, it would be impossible for the cute and weak Princess Ao Ying to be hurt by Mo Ming Dao Zun!

Xuankong nodded and told Ying Long the words from the beginning. For some reason, he told the truth in front of Ying Long without hiding it at all. From the time he went down the mountain to the road, he met the demons of Cihang Pudu and the Giant Eagle King...

Yinglong heard Xuan Kong talk all the way about him conquering the White Lotus Saint Son in the shore of the North Sea. He also heard that the Buddha of the Demon Realm was going to conspire to seize the Ancestral Dragon Ball, so he followed him later to the North Sea.

Ying Long asked in shock: "Who is the Buddha Wutian?"

Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Ying Long thought to himself, "Although I don't recognize the ancient Seven Buddhas, I have admired their great names for a long time." Although he heard Xuan Kong's simple words, when he said the name of the ancient Seven Buddhas, it was obviously not a random talk.

Then he frowned and asked, "Are those demons really coming for the Ancestral Dragon Ball? What do they want the Ancestral Dragon Ball to do?"

Xuankong thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

In fact, Xuankong didn't tell the truth. He had already participated in this calamity very deeply, and he had a vague guess at the intentions of Buddha Wutian. Just as the saints in the Buddha world hoped to collect the relics of the ancient Buddhas to help Sakyamuni through the demonic calamity.

Buddha Wutian also hopes that he can inherit the power of the great saint of the ancient water world with the Ancestral Dragon Ball, so as to completely defeat the Xitian Lingshan to achieve his goal of dominating the world in the three realms.

But although Xuan Kong guessed like this, it was without any evidence after all. He didn't think that his empty mouth could convince Ying Long to believe it. Ying Long said that he was a hero who was a hero in ancient times and would definitely not believe in something unreasonable out of thin air.

Yinglong was silent for a while and said, "I am sorry for one of the three realms, so I once vowed not to step out of the Dragon Water Abyss again. From then on, I will only be here to protect the Dragon Clan cemetery and be a living dead person. Even if the outside world is overthrown, it will have nothing to do with me!"

After hearing this, Xuankong shouted in a deep voice: "Senior Yinglong!"

Yinglong sighed: "Disasters are fixed numbers, and they are transformed by the karma entanglement of sentient beings in the three realms. Even if I break the vow and leave the seclusion, it will be useless."

Xuan Kong said angrily: "The catastrophe is a fixed number, but whether the three realms can survive the catastrophe is a variable. If all the saints of the three realms in heaven and earth think like the predecessors, then the catastrophe will become a fixed number and become the end of our Pangu world."

He said, "Although Xuankong is not talented, he is always willing to face the demon catastrophe. If I don't know, that's all. Since I know that the demon catastrophe is coming, there is no reason to stand by and watch!"

Xuankong gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, do you understand the principle of losing your lips and getting cold teeth?"

Even Xuankong had figured it out. With the temperament of the demonic spirit of Wutian Buddha, he would never just satisfy the harm of the Lingshan Buddha Realm. The fall of the Western Heaven Lingshan will follow, and then the Jiuxiao Heavenly Court will be the four continents of the mortal world, and countless people will not be able to escape this disaster.

Ying Long laughed disapprovingly after hearing Xuan Kong's words: "You are just a piece of black iron, how many nails can you make? You keep saying that it is for the people of the Three Realms, don't you know what the lives and death of the people of the Three Realms have to do with you? You are simply meddling in other people's business!"

Xuan Kong glared at his eyes and asked, "Senior, you are the great saint of the Dragon Clan, but I don't know what wishes and ideals are there in your heart?" Ying Long was stunned when he heard this. He thought Xuan Kong would quote scriptures and use big words to refute him, but unexpectedly he asked such an inexplicable question. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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