Chapter 207 Kill the witch and a catastrophe will begin!
The twelve witch ancestors who had returned to Pangu Temple were silent for a while. Gonggong's eyes were red and he screamed, "Damn Hongjun, damn Huanglong!
I will grind them to dust!"
Xuan Ming just remained silent. Yu Shi had followed her for many years. His passing was indeed a big blow to her.
Although for the witch clan, death is just returning to the arms of the father god.
But after all, the witch clan’s great cause has not been accomplished, and it would be a pity to die like this.
Zhu Jiuyin rubbed his brows. For the first time, he wondered if the future he had seen might be wrong, now thinking back on it.
At first, his thoughts did not collide with Huang Long so quickly.
At the very least, he had to completely destroy the Heavenly Palace before he could use the momentum to march towards the Dragon Palace and the Earthly Immortal Palace.
But the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back.
In any case, they already had a deep hatred with Huang Long. Zhu Jiu sighed darkly, perhaps they had been asked to try not to have conflicts with the dragon clan before.
But the witch tribe of Gonggong's tribe likes to devour the dragon tribe.
The Zhurong tribe likes to eat the Phoenix tribe.
It’s just that compared to the Dragon Clan who are everywhere, the Phoenix Clan is relatively rare and more difficult to catch.
"Brother, I'm just waiting for you to speak. Let's go to Dragon Court together and kill the Yellow Dragon once and for all!"
Gonggong looked towards Dijiang.
"Are you kidding? Even if we gather a large formation, we can't completely kill Huang Long. If we enter the Dragon Court, you will be the one who can show your strength. After we enter the water.
It is extremely difficult to attract the foul air from underground!"
Zhurong and other ancient witches were not as excited as Gonggong, so they spoke up to stop him.
And what he said was indeed the truth, because their bodies were made up of the turbid air and evil spirits condensed from the ground, and the turbid air was heavy.
Especially after encountering water, they are simply unable to control the turbid air to protect themselves. Only Gonggong's strength will be greatly increased in the water, but the strength of the other ancestor witches, even the eldest and second brothers, will decrease.
So going to Longting to cause trouble for him before was just a joke.
"That's because the one who died wasn't your family's great witch. You value your life very much!"
Gonggong looked at Zhurong with a sneer. They were incompatible. They both had hot tempers and loved to argue with each other. Before, they had done so for the sake of their brotherhood.
It was just an argument.
But now that his chief witch has died, he said he wanted to take revenge, but Zhu Rong actually stopped him. To him, Zhu Rong did not regard the lives of the witches in his Gonggong tribe as their own.
When Zhu Rong heard Gong Gong's sarcastic words, he became furious. In his opinion, it was Gong Gong's tribe that caused this. "How can you talk like that? And my second brother has already explained it in the past.
Don’t provoke the dragon clan for now. You guys are different. You don’t even want to eat them even if they are not dragon descendants!
Eat, eat, eat until you die!"
As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, the expressions of all the ancient witches changed, even Hou Tu.
Doesn't Zhu Rong mean that Xiangliu deserved to die?
Gonggong was still angry, and Zhurong spoke like this.
as predicted.
When Gonggong heard Zhurong's words, countless water lights flashed in his hands, and turned into a fist print of a huge ocean. He punched Zhurong and said, "Get out!"
"How dare you! You are fighting in the Father's palace!"
Dijiang was still thinking about how to deal with the Earthly Immortal Palace in the future when he saw Zhurong and Gonggong quarreling again. Gonggong was even so rebellious as to take action in Pangu Palace, which was transformed from the head of the Father God.
The avenue of space flickered, and instantly turned into an infinite void, enveloping Gonggong's fist print and sending it into the void to be annihilated. Gonggong also came to his senses at this time, and he actually took action in Pangu Temple.
This was agreed upon among their ancestor witches. No matter how fierce the quarrel was, they were still brothers and sisters and should use words instead of violence. Therefore, fighting was prohibited in Pangu Temple.
Zhu Jiuyin said to comfort him, "Gonggong, we are also trying to figure out how to help Xiangliu's Rain Master to avenge his death. The tribes were only divided for our better planning and cultivation.
Any tribe is our child. We are of the same origin. Your child is our child. Zhu Rong was just angry for a moment..."
Zhu Jiuyin persuaded Gong Gong patiently and calmed him down. Gong Gong sat back in his seat and said, "What should I do?"
"We will continue to use the demon race to nurture the blood evil, and try to find other ways to enhance the power of the blood evil.
Also, now that we have already confronted the Dragon Clan, we should no longer be afraid of the Dragon, Phoenix and Kylin Clan, especially the Kylin Clan, who have actually become earth immortals around Mount Buzhou.
Should be killed! "
Di Jiang said in a cold voice, and Zhu Jiuyin opened his mouth. To be honest, he couldn't think of any good way to continue to strengthen the Dutian Shensha Array for the time being.
I could only sigh helplessly, wondering if it would have been better if I hadn't told you this method in the first place.
He also didn't expect Huang Long to be so terrifying.
At this moment.
He couldn't help but look at the silent Hou Tu. Perhaps Hou Tu did know Huang Long's background, so she spoke out to stop him. Unfortunately, she was suppressed by him.
……
After watching the many great masters in Zixiao Palace being dealt with, Emperor Jun couldn't help but bow and said, "Daozu, the Wu Clan is slaughtering so many people, is there any need for the Wu Clan to survive?"
Di Jun and Tai Yi did not expect that Hongjun did not even warn the Wu Clan, but just destroyed their formation and sent them back to the Wu Clan.
That is to say.
Hongjun didn't even care about the Wu clan slaughtering all the creatures in the ancient world.
Hongjun simply said: "As long as it does not lead to the destruction of the prehistoric world, I will not care at all."
After saying this, without caring about the expressions of the crowd, he began to preach the sermon he had not finished without saying a word.
Di Jun and Tai Yi had no choice but to sit down and listen.
But his mind was constantly changing, and it took him a long time to continue to immerse himself in the sermon.
I do not know how long it has been.
Hongjun had finished talking about the great Dao. He looked at the people below and asked calmly, "I have finished preaching three times. I will soon unite the Dao with the Heavenly Dao to fill in the loopholes in the Heavenly Dao.
If you have any questions, please ask immediately. From now on, Zixiao Palace will no longer be open to the public!"
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.
Di Jun and Tai Yi looked at each other and saw each other's surprise. If Hongjun no longer appeared in Honghuang, it did not mean that they could let go.
The most studious Yuanshi stood up again. It was he who asked about the method of becoming a saint last time. Then Hongjun mentioned three methods of becoming a saint, making the method of becoming a quasi-saint popular.
Now Yuanshi could no longer suppress his doubts, "Teacher, we have already practiced the method of beheading the three corpses, why do we still find that becoming a saint is a long way off?"
"Becoming a saint requires great opportunity, great perseverance, and great merit. How can it be so simple? However, I have aligned myself with the Way of Heaven. The Way of Heaven should have nine saints. When it is full, it will be lost. Therefore, the saints of the Way of Heaven cannot be perfect.
I am one, and there are seven more saints to come!"
(End of this chapter)