"Brother, this guy is too cruel!" Taiyi looked at the slightly damaged Hetuluoshu and frowned.
Suddenly, Di Jun looked at the extraordinary red light in his eyes and said loudly: "Second brother, chase him quickly! This guy is not dead!" After saying that, he shot away.
"It's interesting! First it was heaven and hell, and now it's Mount Olympus! It seems that the world is becoming more and more colorful!" Li Qingming chuckled twice and followed the two of them leisurely.
In less than a cup of tea, the Nine-nine Soul Gourd hidden by Poseidon arrived at the boundary of Buzhou Mountain.
Ahead is the endless Buzhou Mountains, pointing straight into the sky, and behind is Dijun and Taiyi who are chasing after them. Now if you want to escape from danger, you can only read into Buzhou Mountains.
The miserable Poseidon came to the wilderness for the first time, but he didn't know that the top of Buzhou Mountain was Di Jun's lair. If he fled to the top of the mountain, he would be trapped in a trap.
"That demon, you'd better just go ahead and capture it! With just a wisp of ghost, you still want to escape from my grasp?" When Di Jun saw the gourd stopped, he thought he had changed his mind, and shouted loudly: "If you are obedient,
Give me the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I will protect your life, and let you be reincarnated and cultivate again! Otherwise, I will tell you that hundreds of millions of years of hard work will turn you into a white paper, and a wisp of ghost soul will destroy the world!"
"Fuck me! I would rather die than believe your lies!" Poseidon's high-pitched and angry voice came from the gourd, and then the gourd glowed with red light and plunged towards the foot of Mount Buzhou.
In a small mountain valley dozens of miles away from the Ancestral Witch Palace, Zhu Rong, who was returning from hunting with a group of great witches, was dragging a giant wild boar weighing over ten thousand kilograms back in his hand.
Then he saw a red thing, dragging a long tail, and hit him and others directly. Before he could reach out to block, the thing hit him hard on the head. Even Zu Wu was born with a rough skin.
It is thick and has been tempered for a long time, and it has also been smashed into a big bulging bag.
"Ouch! What a fool! What the hell?"
Zhu Rong cursed and looked down. He saw a red-skinned gourd with a light blue halo, shaking uncontrollably on the ground. He tried to jump up again and again, but failed again and again.
"Sir, you have a bump on your head!" Xing Tian, who had always had the same temper as Zhu Rong, pointed at Zhu Rong's head, his face turned red from suppressing it. He looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
"What?" Zhu Rong turned around and looked around. He saw a small lake in front of him. He took a few steps to look around and said angrily: "I'm throwing a gourd at him. Who threw the gourd?"
"I threw it away, uncle!" A slightly hoarse, but rather powerful voice resounded throughout the col.
"Who?" Zhu Rong looked around for a long time. Finally he looked at the gourd on the ground and asked doubtfully: "Is this thing a spirit?"
"Have you just become a spirit? Your whole family has become a spirit!" Poseidon shook the gourd in a depressed tone.
"Hey, talking gourd. Take you back to show your brother, they will definitely be surprised!" Zhu Rong grabbed the gourd in his hand, threw the big owner to Xing Tian, and strode straight to the Ancestral Witch Hall.
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Taiyi and Di Jun had just flown to the small mountain col when they saw a tall man from the Wu tribe who was more than a foot tall, holding a gourd and rushing towards Buzhou Mountain. Then they shouted angrily: "That little Wu tribe guy, put down your hand.
Gourd! I will let you go. If you don’t, I will let your souls return to the earth!"
Zhu Rong turned his head, looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi, rolled his eyes and said: "You two flat-haired beasts, does this gourd belong to your family? If you call it, will it agree? If you tell me to put it down, I will put it down. You
Who do you think you are!"
Before the two of them could reply, Zhu Rong continued: "Also, you usually just do your best in the ancient times, but now you dare to be so arrogant in the territory of our ancestral witch palace. You really think that our witch clan is a fool."
Yes!"
After saying this, a huge wave of fire suddenly rose from Zhu Rong's body. The blazing wave burned the surrounding air like a furnace. The other great witches were also on full alert.
The passionate fire spirit, the cold water spirit, the vital wood spirit, the sharp golden spirit...
The restless spiritual energy renders the space hundreds of feet in radius into colorful colors, and the endless temptation is mixed with endless murderous intent.
Hearing Zhu Rong's words, Tai Yi was immediately furious. Only then did he see clearly that the majestic man who was more than ten feet tall was actually the ancestor of fire, Wu Zhu Rong.
"Huh, don't use your words! Zhongrong, let me ask you! Do you want to be friends or not?" Although Emperor Jun was afraid of the strong body of the ancestral witch, he thought of the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" that was the foundation of the avenue, and he cared about everything.
Incredible.
"Hand it over? I'll hand it over to your uncle!"
Zhu Rong glared at Di Jun angrily, raised his big fist with a sandbag, and spit out two red fire pillars from his feet, like a fire dragon emerging from the world, and rushed towards Di Jun.
Li Qingming couldn't help but shook his head behind him and said: "This muscular guy is so easily angered, I'm afraid he will suffer some losses!"
When Zhu Rong's fist approached, Taiyi put his head on the Chaos Bell in front of Di Jun and received Zhu Rong's blow.
"puff!"
But how could Taiyi's hasty defense be able to withstand Zhu Rong's prepared attack? A ray of golden blood flowed down the corner of Taiyi's mouth.
"Second brother!"
Seeing that Taiyi was injured, Di Jun waved his hand and used a golden two-handed sword. The sword flashed with dazzling golden light and slashed down Zhu Rong's arm!
As an ancestral witch, Zhu Rong is good at close combat. Facing the huge sword that was slashed down, Zhu Rong laughed, and pillars of fire spurted out from under his feet, and he dodged it with just a hair’s breadth.
"Huh!" Di Jun snorted coldly and was about to pursue him, but was stopped by Tai Yi.
Taiyi wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said with a crazy look in his eyes: "Brother, leave this Zhu Rong child to me, I must avenge this punch!"
Di Jun looked at Taiyi who was in madness, shook his head helplessly and said: "Okay!"
"Hahaha, Taiyi! I have wanted to fight you for a long time. If you hadn't always been hiding in the heaven, giving me no chance to strike, you would have become a dead soul under my fist!" Zhu Rong saw Taiyi holding the Chaos Clock on his head,
Holding a page in his hand that exuded inexplicable brilliance, he rushed straight towards himself.
"Hmph, I hope you still have the strength to say these words later!" Taiyi was dark and cold, and the blood that suddenly shot out of his eyes almost solidified.
The carrier of the book page, an unknown piece of metal, turned into a dazzling golden light, which suddenly rushed forward, bright and sharp, blurring the surrounding void, and trying to tear the sky apart.
"Huh? Such a sharp spiritual treasure, I'm afraid it is equivalent to an innate treasure!" Li Qingming hid in the void, his eyes narrowed. He touched his smooth chin, pointed to the sky, and pointed at the eye of punishment between his eyebrows.
Open quietly.
"boom!"
An extremely subtle roar came from far and near, and a purple thunder like hair, exuding a psychedelic luster, struck the thin metal delicately.
Taiyi, who focused all his attention on Zhu Rong, never thought that anyone would interfere with his attack.
"laugh!"
Received the attack of purple thunder and lightning, the golden metal piece shook twice and passed by Zhu Rong's ear.
As a melee master, Zhu Rong will not miss any opportunity to attack the enemy.
Zhu Rong's fists were burning with blazing fire, and his combat power was like a wave, rolling up the remaining clouds. The red fist passed through the air, like a majestic yak rumbling across the sky, causing the void to constantly shake.
"boom!"
Suffering this heavy blow, Taiyi was blasted dozens of feet away. The golden blood in his body seemed to be free of charge, and it spat out crazily. The golden blood rushed out for more than ten feet.
In line with the principle taught by Li Qingming, "Kill you while you are sick".
Zhu Rong frantically activated the fire-attributed aura flowing in his body. His body was like a blazing sun, exuding scorching heat as he rushed straight towards Taiyi, who was dozens of feet away.
"Zhu Rong, how dare you bully me like this?" Taiyi roared angrily, and the metal sheet that had been knocked out unexpectedly drew a strange arc and shot towards Zhu Rong from behind.
"puff!"
The metal piece was as fast as lightning, passing through Zhu Rong's left arm easily. The dense golden light turned into a sharp scalpel, and penetrated deeply into Zhu Rong's left arm.
"Chi!"
Thick blood spurted out, and the metal piece went straight into Zhu Rong's left arm, slicing through his beard like a vegetable, but stopped before the golden iron bone.
It wasn't that Zhu Rong's bones were so hard, but that Li Qingming quietly laid out layer after layer of small spirit-protecting arrays on the metal sheets.
"laugh!"
Zhu Rong looked at Taiyi with a gloomy face, pulled out the metal piece, and said: "Taiyi, you flat-haired beast! You have successfully angered me!"