Chapter 371 Gonggong: When I get mad, I will even scold Pangu!

"Houtu!"

"Why are you stopping me? I'm almost winning."

Dijiang asked angrily.

He was obviously anxious.

Becoming a saint is just around the corner, how can he miss this opportunity?
He is Dijiang, the leader of the Wu clan.

I am so eager to make progress!

"Come on."

Shebishi taunted:

"Who can't see that you and my second brother are just as good?"

"Even if we fight for another thousand years, we still won't be able to determine the winner."

"you!"

Dijiang was angry.

He wanted to teach Shebisi a lesson.

This guy is just as insidious as Zhu Jiuyin. Since they have similar tastes, he will naturally side with Zhu Jiuyin.

"Brother, this is really not very kind of you."

"We clearly agreed before that if the winner cannot be determined within a hundred years, the position of Wizard King will be decided by drawing lots!"

"How can you regret it?"

"You are so unethical. How can you let your brothers and sisters feel at ease when you lead the Wu Clan in the future?"

Zhu Jiuyin immediately launched personal attacks, trying to gain support from other ancestor witches.

"Yes."

"Big brother, you should give up the position of Wizard King to your second brother!"

Shebisi, Gonggong, Xizi and others quickly echoed.

Tian Wu also nodded: "With Second Brother's intelligence, he is indeed more suitable to lead the Wu Clan!"

Seeing this, Di Jiang was immediately irritated!
I had to teach a few people a lesson at that time.

Zhu Jiuyin also stood in front of him without showing any weakness.

He confronted Dijiang.

Ruoshou, Qiangliang and others held Dijiang tightly.

Hou Tu just felt a severe headache.

He quickly advised: "The rules have already been set, why do the two brothers have to have a rift over this?"

"Let's decide by drawing lots."

After she finished speaking, Ju Mang and others hurried to persuade her.

Dijiang glared at Shebisi fiercely, his face turned pale, and he returned to Pangu Palace.

The other ancestor witches followed suit.

"The Father is watching over us from Heaven."

"You'd better not play any tricks!"

Di Jiang had a cold face and glanced at Shebi Shi and Zhu Jiuyin.

These two are good at scheming and plotting.

He has to keep an eye on it all the time, otherwise he will be worried.

"Humph!"

"If it wasn't for you, big brother, who broke the rules first, I don't want to admit it."

"How can we, brothers, have any grudges against each other?"

Zhu Jiuyin snorted softly.

As he spoke, he looked at Hou Tu who was standing beside him:

"This girl has a quasi-saint spirit!"

"He also gave up the position of Wizard King. It can be seen that he is selfless."

"You have to keep a close eye on it later."

"No one can do anything about it."

Houtu nodded.

In full view of the public, in front of so many ancient witches.

It's not easy to tamper with it.

She took out a jade coin from her bosom.

He said to the crowd, "Later, one person can throw it at will without any magic power."

“If the jade coin lands on the front side, then my eldest brother will serve as the Witch King.

"On the contrary, the second brother will be the Witch King."

"I wonder what you guys think?"

Everyone nodded, with no objection.

Finally, the ancient witches unanimously decided that Rushu would be in charge of this matter.

He is the third among the ancestor witches.

This guy also has considerable prestige.

Seeing Rushou pick up the jade coin, Dijiang and the other two felt their hearts in their throats.

"Whoosh!"

As the jade coin was thrown high up, it quickly fell to the ground.

After bouncing on the ground several times, it actually stood upright on the ground.

"Neither heads nor tails!"

The witch ancestors were stunned for a moment.

"How should this be calculated?"

Could it be that the two of them would jointly serve as the Witch King?

"Sister, has anyone done anything?"

Dijiang looked at Houtu.

Looking forward to Hou Tu giving the answer he expects.

Unfortunately, Hou Tu shook her head.

"There is no fluctuation of mana, spirit, or law in the field."

“There is no secret inside the temple!

"The Father God is watching from heaven, no one can do anything!"

The witch ancestors frowned.

Di Jiang still didn't give up and said to everyone:
"It doesn't count this time!"

“Let’s roll it again!” Zhu Jiuyin also nodded.

If the two of them shared the luck of the witch clan, it was obvious that neither of them could become a saint.

"We must decide the winner today!"

Rushu did as he was told.

Throw it again.

However, the jade coin still stood firmly on the ground.

"This is impossible!"

Everyone's eyes widened.

Obviously, it was difficult to comprehend what was happening.

Dijiang snatched the jade coin and threw it himself.

The result is still the same.

"How is this possible?"

Zhu Jiuyin, Hou Tu, Ju Mang and others, each threw it once.

Yet the result is the same every time.

All the witch ancestors stood there in a daze.

I looked at the tablet of the Father God enshrined in the temple.

He looked at the jade coin standing upright again.

The strangeness of the matter was beyond their expectations.

The witches were obviously unwilling to accept this result.

What the witch clan needs is someone to become a saint.

Able to lead them to defeat the demon clan.

Instead of two witch kings who are above the ancestor witches but cannot become saints.

"or?"

"Try somewhere else?"

Dijiang suggested again.

Everyone nodded and then walked out of Pangu Temple.

Bowed to the heaven.

"Life and death are up to fate this time, wealth and honor are up to God!"

"Let everything be decided by heaven!"

Zhu Jiuyin sighed.

He didn't want Heaven to know about the affairs of the Witch Clan.

After all, that villain Hongjun is very hostile to the Wu clan.

But things always have to have an outcome.

The luck of the Witch King is definitely not enough for the two of them to achieve enlightenment.

Only one person can win between him and Dijiang!
As Rushou threw the jade coin up again, everyone stared at it intently.

however.

When the jade coin fell, it remained upright, without any change from the previous times.

"Change to something that can't stand up."

"Let me see how you can stand!"

Dijiang snorted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, he cut the jade coin into as thin as a cicada's wing.

Rushu threw it away again.

As a result, the jade coin was stuck straight into the ground.

The witches just felt crazy in their hearts.

"What a thief!"

"Even you are here to bully my Wu clan?"

Di Jiang cursed loudly.

Apparently, a mysterious player had joined the game.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Or... maybe it's the Father's will?"

Ju Mang said tremblingly.

"What the hell is Father God?"

"How could you harm my Wu clan like this?"

"If no one in my clan can become a saint, how can we defeat the demon clan?"

“Is Father God blind?”

Gonggong kept cursing.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The witch ancestors glared at him.

In the Emperor's mirror.

Seeing Gonggong cursing, Hongyun almost stumbled.

I thought to myself that he was worthy of being able to crash into Mount Buzhou.

When he got angry, he even scolded Pangu.

If Pangu knew that he had given birth to a traitor like you, he would probably be so angry that he would crawl out of his coffin.

Gonggong knew that he had said something wrong, so he had to shut up and lower his head.

The witch ancestors fell silent again.

After a while.

Ruo Shou said, "Perhaps this is really the will of Father God."

“There is no positive or negative.”

"It seems that Father God does not want my witch clan to have a witch king."

Ju Mang said, "How about we just forget about this?"

Upon hearing this, all the witch ancestors nodded repeatedly.

Di Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and he said hurriedly:

"Father God allowed the two of us to share the throne of the Witch King. How could we disobey?"

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(End of this chapter)