Chapter 78: Dong Wanggong dies...The demon clan wants to establish its own kingdom!
The most terrified one was Dong Wanggong who was trapped in the formation.

"Sanqing, have you also joined your forces?"

Duke Dong looked at Taiyi on the Zhuxian Formation in disbelief and roared!
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" To the surprise of all the powerful, especially the Duke of Dong Wang... Taiyi, who was usually reckless and brainless, actually gave an ambiguous answer: "You are a dying person, does it matter whether you know it or not?"

Taiyi replied sarcastically, and in his mind, Bai Ze's words echoed: If someone asks whether Sanqing will join the demon clan, never give a direct answer! Sanqing is the authentic Pangu, and has a very high reputation in the prehistoric world! Especially after assisting Nuwa to prove the truth! Misunderstanding can reduce the difficulty of establishing a demon clan!

Taiyi, feeling the countless concerned gazes in the dark, sneered in his heart... Ha, want to find out the truth about the demon clan? Dream on! I'm just reckless, not stupid!
"Dong Wanggong, today, you must die!"

Without giving Duke Dong a second chance to ask, Taiyi sent a golden thunder to explode on the four swords of Zhu Xian, attacking Duke Dong!

"Pika!"

Golden thunder fell, and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian shook violently. Four completely different, but equally sharp and murderous sword energies shot out from the four swords and fell towards Dong Wanggong!
Duke Dong subconsciously waved his sword to block around him... Shan Shi also waved his scepter... The sword energy fell, but it was unable to break through the defensive range of the Lingbao sword and the dragon head scepter, and it dissipated one after another?
"That's it?"

Dong Wanggong couldn't help but curl up a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "What about the Immortal Execution Sword Formation? It's worthy of being called unbreakable by only the Four Saints? I think there might be another name, that is, anyone who enters the formation cannot be killed!"

"Oh? Really? Then why don't you try this again?"

Taiyi sneered, and replied calmly... He used his hands to pinch out mysterious spells in the air and activated the formation again!
"Four Seasons Sword Qi!"

"The Immortal Sword, Spring!"

The Juexian Sword on the Juexian Gate was the first to shoot out a long river of sword energy, which flowed in front of Dong Wanggong and Shan Shi... Before he could resist, a strong floral fragrance rushed into his nose...

"Spring scene?"

Dong Wanggong and Shanshi subconsciously slowed down their movements and looked around...but all they saw were flowers and green grass, flourishing scenery, and fragrant smells. Where was the sharpness and ferocity of the sword energy just now?

"Immortal Sword, Xia!"

Without waiting for Dong Wanggong and Shanshi to observe the scenery any longer, Taiyi activated the formation again... The Xianjian Sword emitted endless sword energy, which merged into the Juexian Sword and gradually replaced it... And in the eyes of the man and the corpse, what they saw was the changes in the surrounding scenery!
A blazing sun rises into the sky, and the blazing sunlight shines down, burning the skin; the summer cicadas chirp feebly, going straight into the eardrums...

"Sword of Immortal Slaughter, Qiu!"

The scene changes again, the autumn wind is howling, withered leaves and fallen branches covering the ground, and the scenery appears to be in a state of decline. Dong Wanggong and Shanshi only feel a sense of sadness in their hearts, and their emotions are agitated!

"Zhu Xian Sword, winter!"

The final scene changed. An endless gale swept Luo Xue, who was standing on the skin of Dong Wanggong and Shanshi, feeling icy cold... until the last snowflake fell. The man and the corpse returned to the formation and saw Taiyi on the platform again!

"Oh, is this the only ability of your Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

Dong Wanggong swung his sword and shouted at Taiyi in a hoarse voice, "Let us watch the scenery change in four seasons?"

Taiyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm and ridicule: "Dong Wanggong, look down at yourself first."

"What can I have..." Dong Wanggong retorted and looked down...but he saw that below his neck, there was nothing left! Not even a drop of blood and flesh left? The same was true for Shan Shi! Only a head was left? ! It turned out that when Dong Wanggong and Shan Shi were trapped and experienced the four seasons, what the people outside the formation saw was an extremely tragic scene!

When the Juexian Sword was drawn, the sword energy turned into tiny sword energy that was invisible to the naked eye, and it blended into the green grass and flowers like air, turning into a fragrant aroma, sinking into the mouths and noses of the two people, rushing straight into their internal organs, melting their stomachs; when the Xianjian Sword was drawn, the sword energy turned into a scorching sun, melting the flesh and blood; when the Luxian Sword was drawn, an autumn wind swept through, destroying all the bones; when the Zhuxian Sword fell, the five qi and three flowers that had finally protected the man and the corpse were all dissipated in the sword energy of the wild wind and snow!

The wonderful scenery of the four seasons, even the air and the breeze, were all transformed by sword energy, which was dangerous and could corrode the flesh and bones, and could also cloud the mind and make one completely immersed in it, melting the body and the foundation of Taoism without knowing it.

"me……"

With only a little soul left, Dong Wanggong quickly merged Shan's head into his body to replenish the last bit of strength. He struggled and shouted at Taiyi: "I was given by Daozu himself... How dare you kill me? Aren't you afraid of Daozu's blame?"

"If we were afraid of being blamed by Daozu, my two brothers would not attack your Sanxian Island today! Dong Wanggong, you deserve to die!"

Taiyi replied indifferently, and was about to activate the Four Swords of Zhuxian to annihilate the last true spirit of Dongwanggong!

"No!"

Just as Dong Wanggong was about to die, a voice suddenly came from a distance! Taiyi temporarily stopped his movements and looked into the distance, only to see a red cloud floating outside the formation, revealing an old man with red hair, red beard, red skin, and even red eyes, wearing a red Taoist robe and carrying a big red gourd! Isn't this the Taoist Hongyun who once gave the futon to Zhunti!

“Fellow Taoist Taiyi,” Hongyun said anxiously, trying to stop the fight, “Dong Wanggong and I are also friends who have listened to teachings in Zixiao Palace. Just defeat him, but why bother killing him… Ugh!”

When Hongyun was about to persuade him, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and covered his mouth tightly, while the other hand tightly gripped his neck and pulled him back and forth!

Looking closely, it was Zhen Yuanzi!
"Well," Zhen Yuanzi said as he dragged Hong Yun away, smiling and apologizing to Tai Yi in the formation and Di Jun outside the formation, "This guy is drunk, he was just talking nonsense. Forgive me, forgive me!"

On the island, Xiao Lin was speechless when he saw this sudden scene.

[In the entire prehistoric world, the kindest, best-meaning person, and the one who deserves to die the most, is Hong Yun, right? ]

[But with this saintly character who wants to get involved in everything and try to persuade people in every fight... If you don't die, who will? ]

Di Jun and Tai Yi were also obviously speechless after seeing Hong Yun's move... After Zhen Yuanzi dragged him away quickly, Tai Yi declared coldly again: "Dong Wang Gong, you deserve to die!"

"You dare to kill me! I am the Daozu... If you kill me, Daozu will not let you go!"

Dong Wanggong refused to give in and continued to threaten!

"Die!"

Taiyi was too lazy to listen to those long-winded words, and controlled the sword energy of the four swords of Zhuxian in the formation... The last head of Dong Wanggong and his soul were completely turned into ashes, leaving only a thin and invisible true spirit, which was carried away by the dragon head scepter and flew to an unknown place!
Taiyi's face changed. Just when he was about to control the Zhuxian Sword Formation to chase after the dragon head scepter and wipe it out completely... Dijun took a step forward and came to Taiyi's side, standing on the Zhuxian Formation platform with him. And, he shook his head slightly at him secretly.

Then, a firm and steady voice resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world!
"Three hundred years later, I, Emperor Jun and Taiyi, will establish a demon clan in the Sun Palace to protect the prehistoric world!"

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