I robbed the Emperor of the East

Chapter 71 The Golden Crow dies, urgent report from the south! (Fourth watch for votes!)
"Evil animal, dare you."

The six-winged black mosquito rushed towards the twelfth-grade merit golden lotus, and its slender mosquito mouth touched the golden lotus in an instant.

But at the moment of touch.

boom!
A wave of heavenly power descended and landed on the body of the six-winged black mosquito in an instant.

The black mosquito let out a miserable scream.

But in an instant, the figure of the six-winged black mosquito disappeared, escaping into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Zhunti glanced at the direction where the six-winged black mosquito was fleeing, and turned his head to look at the twelfth-rank golden lotus of merit.

With a wave of his sleeves, he put away only the nine-rank merit golden lotus and the twelve-rank black lotus.

Covered by the sea of ​​blood, the six-winged black mosquito managed to sneak up beside him, a saint.

But Zhunti didn't go after him. After all, for a saint like him, chasing and killing a mosquito is really worthless.

and.

If there was no sea of ​​blood below, the six-winged black mosquito would have been wiped out in ashes in just a moment.

The only thing that Zhunti cares about is not that the power of these [-]th-rank golden lotuses will be reduced if the third-rank is missing, but that with three [-]th-rank lotus platforms, within a certain period of time, Yuantu or Abijian can be injected with a sword to chop The power to break the Chaos Bell.

But now that the golden lotus with twelve ranks of merit has lost three ranks, it is unknown whether it can continue to do so.

This method, Zhun Ti and Jie Yin worked hard to come up with a way to restrain the Chaos Clock.

"Conceived by the heavens and earth, nourished by the sea of ​​blood, and three grades of good fortune enter the body, all of which are destiny. Whether you can survive this time depends entirely on your own good fortune."

After Zhun mentioned a word, the figure disappeared directly in place.

These words were obviously referring to the giant six-winged black mosquito.

As for the six-winged black giant mosquito, its name is Taoist Mosquito, and it is another congenital fetus conceived from the boundless sea of ​​blood.

…………

live a day.

Buzhou Mountain.

Great Sun Shrine.

At this time, the Heavenly Court was already faintly agitated again.

The Asura clan killed the sea of ​​blood, the two states in the southern border were defeated, and 50 frontier troops were dispersed. Battle reports like this were sent back to the heaven one after another.

But it's just restlessness, because in the eyes of the heavenly court.

Their lofty and supreme Eastern Emperor must have planned it long ago, and the plan was like a miracle.

Before the battle report from the southern border came, the order of the Eastern Emperor had already been issued. Among the top ten demon gods, Jiuying and Guiche had already led their troops to the south, and at the same time gathered thousands of demon clans on the road to help the southern border.

And this time.

The entire Heavenly Court is gathered in one place.

Shenyang Altar.

Everyone knows that the Heavenly Emperor Dijun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi are a pair of three-legged golden crows conceived from the sun god star. Therefore, the Shenyang Altar was set up at the beginning of the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

It is specially used to worship the sun god star.

But this time, it was not to sacrifice to the Sun God Star, but to send the scattered souls of the nine Golden Crow Emperors to the Sun God Star to return to their original origin.

In front of all the ministers in the heavenly court, Tai Yi and Di Jun stood side by side.

Behind him were Empress Xihe, Concubine Chang Xi, and Little Golden Wu Luya. Concubine Chang Xi's mood was not bad, but Empress Xihe's face was pale, as if he had lost his soul.

Looking at the Shenyang Altar in front of him, his eyes were dull.

"It's all my fault."

Di Jun looked at the Shenyang Altar in front of him, his voice was hoarse, his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

The nine sons fell.

Even Di Jun couldn't bear such a heart-wrenching pain of losing a son.

Him, sorry.

He regretted that he didn't strictly follow Tai Yi's advice at the beginning, and didn't strictly prevent the ten emperors from leaving the palace.

He regretted it, and in a rage, he revoked the authority of the Great Golden Crow to enter Buzhou Mountain, cutting off the last vitality of the Great Golden Crow.

"Brother, no wonder you."

Tai Yi's expression was solemn, and he let out a long sigh in his heart.

The death of the nine Golden Crow Emperors is really to blame, and it is true that Di Jun cannot be completely blamed. When Tai Yi reminded Di Jun, he did not understand what he said, but simply reminded Di Jun not to let the ten emperors leave the palace. .

That's it.

Such innocuous reminders are understood from the perspective of Emperor Jun. He didn't know that there would be a link of "Da Yi shooting the sun and nine golden crows" in the process of the prehistoric world, and Dayi was just a great witch. , naturally don't care much.

The reminder to Taiyi is simply regarded as an uncle's concern for his nephew.

And for Di Jun, it is not uncommon for the emperor's son to travel, and it is even more necessary.

He didn't want his ten sons to stay in the shrine all year round, wondering about all the prehistoric events.

As for the abolition of the authority of the nine Golden Crows to enter Buzhou Mountain, it is also understandable.

When Di Jun heard that the nine Golden Crows were messing around in the land of the Wu Clan, he would naturally get angry. A little punishment would not be a big deal, just like an ordinary family, where the father was furious and locked the door to prevent the children from going home.

"The son's fault, the father's fault."

Di Jun didn't shirk his responsibility and raised his hand.

In an instant, from 33 days away from the prehistoric sky, the sun god star in the boundless starry sky, a golden light suddenly came and landed on the altar of Shenyang.

A circle of golden light spreads in all directions centered on the Shenyang Altar in an instant.

I saw that there were dots of golden starlight coming from all around towards the Shenyang altar, and they turned into nine illusory golden crows.

This is the remnant soul of the Nine Emperors.

Most of their souls have already been scattered under the arrows shot at the sun.

Looking at the nine golden crow shadows, Di Jun's eyes turned red, and his raised hands were trembling.

Close your eyes and wave your sleeves.

I saw these nine golden crow phantoms let out a cry of reluctance, and then they all went up to the sky along the golden beam of light.

Belong to, the source of the sun god star.

"My son...!"

Beside Di Jun, Di Houxi looked up at the Nine Golden Crows who had ascended to the sky, already weeping to the point of tears, and the little Golden Crow Luya beside him was also wiping away his tears.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

All the ministers of the Heavenly Court at the back, with solemn expressions, all knelt down and bowed.

Tai Yi also looked at the nine golden crows who belonged to the origin of the sun god star, feeling inexplicably emotional in his heart, if he paid more attention to this matter, maybe the nine emperors would be able to save their lives.

But things have already happened, even in the prehistoric world, there is no medicine for regret.

Compared to this, he now wants to refine Pan Gu's blood essence.

After looking through the classics in the Tianjing Pavilion for a whole day and night, Taiyi finally found a way.

The method he found made Tai Yi dumbfounded.

The crux of the matter turned out to be his own chaotic clock.

Surrounded by the prestige of the Chaos Bell, it is possible to completely fuse the essence and blood of the twelve ancestor witches to achieve Pangu's essence and blood.

Simultaneously.

Tai Yi also learned another point from the classics.

Another way for the Twelve Patriarchs to become holy.

Gather the complete twelve ancestral witches, open the great formation of the twelve capitals of gods and gods, gather all the remaining Pangu qi in the prehistoric land, inject them into the [-]% body of Pangu condensed by the bodies of the twelve ancestral witches, and then prove it with the power of the chaotic clock, Introducing the Qi of Pan Gu can achieve the position of saint.

only.

Such an accomplished saint, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are no longer the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and no one knows who they are.

Therefore, unless the Twelve Ancestral Witches go to extremes, they will definitely not take this path.

Moreover, it is too difficult to complete.

Not to mention that Zhu Rong and Gong Gong are still locked up in the Heavenly Court. It is a problem to get the twelve ancestor witches together. As for Taiyi's chaotic clock, the twelve ancestor witches will never get their hands on it in this life.

And at this time.

Sudden.

From outside the palace gate.

There was a spy, covered in tattered battle armor, directly rushed into the Great Sun Shrine, passed by many palaces, and rushed towards the place of the Shenyang Altar.

"Report! Report...! The Southern Territory Emergency Report!"

The sound fell into the ears of every celestial being at the Shenyang Altar.

When all the ministers heard the trembling and terrified voice of the spy, their expressions all changed in fear.

Obviously, this is not good news.

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