Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 481 Chaos Emerges
Zhu Rong originally wanted to come and apologize.

But when this happened, he felt aggrieved and angry for a while.

How did he know that it was the descendant of Daluo? No one told him!
He just felt that he had finally come to apologize, but in the end Lao Wu didn't show any sympathy for him, and Zhu Rong was too lazy to explain:
"Whatever you think!"

Originally, as long as they communicated well, there would be no problem, but both of them were impatient.

Gonggong was so angry that he was shaking, and finally he swallowed his anger with great difficulty.

"They can swallow it, but I can't!"

Qingluan Daluo was filled with hatred after his own son was killed, and he was not satisfied at all just by killing some small fry from the Wu clan.

“Will my child ever come back?”

Qingluan Daluo once again struck back and massacred the Wu clan.

"enough!"

Gonggong was furious: "How can you come and go as you please in my Wu clan?"

He transformed into the true form of the Ancestral Witch, and with his huge hand covering the sky, he wanted to kill Qingluan.

But Qingluan is no pushover either. She has an innate magical treasure in her hand. This treasure is called the Qingmu Needle, which can break through the void and penetrate the heaven and earth, allowing her to come and go freely.

Gonggong failed several times and accidentally attacked Zhurong's tribe without knowing when.

This is fine.

When Zhurong found out, he could no longer bear it and started fighting with Gonggong!
He believed that Gonggong was petty and did it on purpose just to take revenge on him.

Otherwise, why would he also kill the men from Zhurong tribe?

"boom!"

The sky collapsed.

A war broke out between Gonggong and Zhurong, and the collision between the two giants tore the continent apart in an instant.

Today's primitive world is not something that the two of them can create at will, and it cannot withstand their terrifying power.

This collision also frightened the other ancestor witches.

"stop!"

Dijiang came hurriedly and separated Zhurong and Gonggong with one hand each.

"You and I are brothers, why are we turning against each other?"

"Brother, don't you see what Gong Gong did!"

Zhurong complained aggrievedly, but he had his reasons, and Gonggong also had his reasons.

"All this is caused by the fourth brother!"

He did not hold back and told everything about the misfortune that had befallen him.

Who would have thought that this was just because of a piece of food?
"All right!"

Di Jiang sternly rebuked: "We are the bloodline of Pangu. Are we killing each other now to make fun of ourselves in front of all the races in the heavens?"

He raised his head, and his pupils locked onto one direction along the infinite space.

"It all comes down to the Daluo from the Qingluan clan. Don't be afraid, my two brothers. I will help you vent your anger."

He stretched out his big hand into the void and twisted two fingers!
A shrill phoenix cry could be heard, and the Qingmu needle that was leaving the void was firmly clamped by Dijiang's two fingers, unable to break free no matter what.

"let me go!"

Qingluan struggled and roared. He had hidden in the Qingmu needle, but now he couldn't even get out.

Those two fingers have blocked the endless space.

"Let you go?"

Di Jiang sneered: "You caused my two brothers to fight each other, don't you know that our bloodline is noble?"

"Today, I will make your soul fly away to warn all the people in the world!"

"Crack!"

He put his two fingers together, and with a shrill scream, the Qingmu needle and the Qingluan Daluo were crushed together.

That is an innate spiritual treasure!
At this time, the ancient world seemed to be somewhat silent.

Di Jiang swept the sky indifferently and seemed to see the incredible expressions on the faces of the great masters.

"Everyone, don't bully me because I don't cultivate my soul. This ancestor witch can see everything. It's not that I don't have a solution."

This is a warning.

At the same time, it was also a massive and brutal declaration of sovereignty, at the cost of the life of a Daluo Golden Immortal and the destruction of an innate spiritual treasure.

The broken green wooden needle was casually thrown into Pangu Palace by Dijiang.

Gonggong and Zhurong snorted but stopped fighting.

"You see, there's something wrong with the strength of these Ancestral Witches."

Inside Pangu Hall, the two broken pieces of the green wooden needle fell at the feet of a dark figure.

Wu Tian did not even look at the broken innate spiritual treasure under his feet, and said to the person in front of him:
"According to my observation, the Wu clan's physical bodies have reached the limit of heaven and earth, and ordinary innate spiritual treasures can't even harm them."

"Moreover, due to the blood relationship between the ancestors of witches, the power of these innate spiritual treasures is greatly reduced in their hands. They dare not resist even if they are crushed."

This is the most fatal point.

Who among the great masters doesn’t have one or more innate spiritual treasures in his hand?
When facing an enemy, as long as you offer up your magical treasure, you can remain invincible even if you cannot win and maintain your ruling position.

but……

A green wooden needle made the heaven and earth speechless, and also made everyone re-examine the ancestor witch and have a clearer understanding of his threat and status.

"I can't believe that the Ancestral Witch is so terrifying."

Bai Ze couldn't help but sigh again, he was worthy of being the bloodline of Pangu.

This body inherently contains the great power, it is so terrifying.

Wu Tian's expression remained calm: "After you go back, tell those leaders about this. They can't just focus on the demon race. This way, the demon court can breathe a sigh of relief and no longer be surrounded by wolves."

"Thank you, Master Wu Tian."

Bai Ze nodded repeatedly and disappeared from here.

When Wu Tian saw Bai Ze leaving, he suddenly said, "Wu Xiang, go ask the dream god to send me a piece of the dream source."

He already had a clear plan. These ancient witches had no souls, so it was easy for them to hide. He just needed to pay attention to Dijiang's gaze.

However, this Pangu Temple is the holy land of the ancient witch and is generally not surveyed.

"The devil's way confuses people's minds."

Wu Tian knows exactly how to tease people's hearts, and he has changed.

The sword is a killing weapon.

If used well, it will be good; if used badly, it will be bad.

Wuxiang left quietly, and not long after, he sent a piece of the source of the dream.

Wutan created it himself in his dream. The Ancestral Witch can also dream, and this is just the beginning.

On this side, Bai Ze left Buzhou Mountain and flew all the way towards Jianmu, which was the closest place to heaven.

Suddenly, his ears moved and he said in a daze:
"I almost forgot, this is the location of His Majesty the Emperor Dong, I need to go and see him."

Then Bai Ze descended from the clouds and soon saw the Wei River, which was as broad as the sea and surging down in a mighty manner.

Somewhere along the Wei River, the water was a muddy yellow color, and there were two gods gaining enlightenment by the water.

"Bai Ze greets His Majesty the Emperor Dong."

He bowed to two beings, who were Chen Zhu and Tai Su.

Tai Su did not stop what he was doing.

"Why is the Great Demon Saint interested in coming to see me?"

Chen Zhu seemed unaware of the huge commotion before: "Could it be that something happened?"

Bai Ze smiled and took out the red copper and gold-embossed invitation from his arms.

"His Majesty the Demon King wants to establish a celestial marriage. Although I know that the Emperor of the East is busy, Bai Ze still wants to ask about it."

"Your Majesty, can you give me a banquet?"

"My eldest brother is getting married, how can I not go?"

Chen Zhu smiled and said, "You don't need to ask, and you don't need to guess what I'm thinking."

"Whatever you want to do, just do it. No one can be sure of the final outcome."

You're not sure either?

Bai Ze didn't ask, but relaxed.

The Demon King was unwilling to act like a villain, but His Majesty the Eastern Emperor agreed.

In this way, he will have something to explain in the future and feel at ease.

Chen Zhu's eyes can see many places.

Although he was at the Wei River, he knew what was happening at the moment. "Water and fire cannot coexist."

The fight between the territories of the ancient witches is becoming more and more terrible. This is no longer just a problem between Zhurong and Gonggong, but more of a problem between two tribes.

Among the dead on both sides were relatives and loved ones, which led to hatred between the tribes and the first fight.

The price he paid was that Gonggong and Zhurong fought each other again.

This time, even Di Jiang couldn't stop them. The two witches kept fighting, causing the heaven and earth to collapse and chaos to rage in the world.

Amidst such chaos, the Demon Court was unusually bustling. The Sun Star was decorated with lights and even the Jianmu tree was hung with endless red gauze.

Festive!

Moreover, although it has not been ten thousand years yet, many powerful beings have already flown to the Demon Court in advance to congratulate Emperor Jun.

"Congratulations to the Demon King!"

This kind of voice would appear every now and then. When there were still 4,000 years left before the heavenly marriage, Chen Zhu left from the bank of the Wei River.

Tai Su stopped moving. The entire Wei River was already filled with various kinds of "human races".

He said bluntly: "Among these ethnic groups, the last remaining people are the real human race."

This is a brutal battle. The first lesson for human beings is not cultivation, but survival.

He is also testing whether the human race has the qualifications.

If humans want to occupy the mainstream of the world, it is never a matter of luck, but they have to survive through repeated screening.

"There is no food near the Wei River."

Chen Zhu felt a little sorry: "Their bodies are too weak, they can't even bite the plants, they will be poisoned to death."

In other words, these humans only have one solution.

Cannibalize each other!

"I'm going to give them a chance."

Tai Su said bluntly: "In the torrent of time, too many races have disappeared, and too many races have been born."

"For you and me, if these humans don't become the protagonists, dying early will only make no difference."

What He sees is on the side of God, not humanity.

If it were human nature, the ancient world would have been destroyed countless times.

Chen Zhu sighed and walked towards the sky with his hands behind his back.

There are still three thousand years before the heavenly marriage.

On this day, Chen Zhu received news that red clouds were pulling colorful clouds from the sky, and Dai Xishen was delivering wedding clothes.

He was just about to wait, but to his surprise, Hongyun never arrived.

It was not until the evening that the demon master Kunpeng handed him the wedding dress personally.

"Your Majesty, please, please serve as the host for the Demon King."

"what happened?"

Chen Zhu frowned, and then a bad idea came to his mind.

He forced himself to suppress the thought, ordered the priest to take over the preparations for the wedding dress, and he transformed into a ray of sun fire across the void.

Soon, he found a dissipating mist in a valley between Wuzhuang Temple and Demon Court.

Ancestor Hongyun is dead.

He died here so suddenly and silently, leaving only a red cloud that slowly dissipated, and his body and soul disappeared.

"Hongyun owes me karma."

Kunpeng came quietly behind Chen Zhu and said, "Your Majesty, I won't do anything during the Demon King's wedding, right?"

"You have three corpses cut out."

Chen Zhu looked back at him helplessly: "Ancestor Hongyun is dedicated to doing good, why don't you let him go?"

"I can let him go, but I can't let my own Dao heart go."

Kunpeng stretched out his hand and swept across the already thin remnants of the red cloud:
"I have already slashed the three corpses, but I cannot take the last step no matter what. My fellow Daoist, I cannot go on this path any further."

This is the most desperate punishment for the innate god.

In fact, He had killed the three corpses long ago, and reached the top of this world not long after listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace.

After all, it is the fastest in the world, with support from heaven and earth and abundant luck.

However, the higher the level, the more he knows, and the more he can see the ceiling above his head——

Heaven!

He looms over the heads of all living beings tightly, without any flaws.

Anyone holding the key can step inside and open the "door" on the ceiling.

Those who don’t have the key can only look up at the ceiling all their lives.

Kunpeng once had the key, but it was Hongyun who forcibly gave his key away.

"Is it possible that even if you insist, the key will not be yours in the end?"

Chen Zhu took a deep breath and picked up a gourd from under his feet.

Kunpeng did not take the innate spiritual treasure of Ancestor Hongyun.

He really just wanted revenge.

"Even so, the cause and effect have already been planted."

Kunpeng flapped its wings, and the red clouds here completely dissipated.

"Your Majesty, if you are not here in your true form, you will not be able to stop me even if you know."

"I didn't mean to stop you."

They are all old friends, Chen Zhu just thinks that Kunpeng was too ruthless.

"Do you know that the best friend of Patriarch Hongyun is Zhen Yuanzi, who has the power of the earth and the best innate spiritual treasure Earth Book in his hands?"

"In this way, you and Him have completely become enemies. Fortunately, Zhen Yuanzi has not noticed it at the moment, but Zhen Yuanzi will definitely discover the truth one day."

"How long do you think you can keep it a secret?"

"At worst, I'll just do it once."

Kunpeng didn't take it seriously: "Even Zhen Yuanzi couldn't catch up with me. In this vast chaos, who can tell the truth?"

"Forget it."

Chen Zhu picked up the gourd and said, "I'll go see Zhen Yuanzi. Since the truth will be revealed sooner or later, maybe he can help you plead for him."

Kunpeng did not refuse.

He knew that this was the best way, and Donghuang chose this because of his previous merits in protecting the newborn demon court.

Just as He said, unless Chen Zhu's real body comes, He cannot be stopped. After all, this body of His was born later and is no match for the innate speed god.

With a heavy heart, he came to Wuzhuang Temple.

After Zhen Yuanzi heard the news, he was unusually calm.

"I understand."

He put away the gourd and said: "Zhen Yuanzi knows your majesty's thoughts, but please tell Kunpeng that I swear by my Father God and my heart of Taoism that if He does not die, I will not achieve Taoism."

In the calm voice, there is endless madness.

I swear by my heart that this cannot be undone.

Chen Zhu sighed, lost interest in eating the ginseng fruit, and turned away.

One hundred years later, Zhen Yuanzi rose from Wuzhuang Temple and brought the Book of the Earth to seal off the North Sea.

It seems that he wants Kunpeng to come forward.

Kunpeng disappeared without a trace.

Zhen Yuanzi stood up again, and seemed to have rushed into the chaos.

"It's going to be chaos."

Someone said, "The witch tribe is fighting among themselves, the demon tribe is having a marriage, and the leaders are fighting overtly and covertly."

"Ancestor Hongyun is actually dead, and the Earth God is chasing after the Speed ​​God to kill him. This prehistoric world is like a volcano that is about to erupt."

This is not nonsense.

The time of ten thousand years has come.

On the day of the grand wedding ceremony, Mount Buzhou collapsed.

For some reason, Heaven knew nothing about this.

In the sky, the once boundless water of the Milky Way poured down, devastating all living things, and the ancient world was experiencing destruction.

This was the end of all worlds, except for the collapse of Mount Buzhou.

(End of this chapter)