Emperors chat group

Demon Ancestor Luohu looked at the restored world-destroying Great Mill in a great mood and laughed:
"Hahaha, little Hongjun, God wants you to perish. No, what nonsense is Heaven? I am the prehistoric Heaven!"

"Little Hongjun, suffer death!"

As the World-Destroying Great Mo attacks Hongjun, the energy of chaos is extinguished, and the horrific aftermath of the battle sweeps across tens of thousands of miles of chaos.

Dijiang Zuwu made a prompt decision, controlled Pangu's real body, and avoided the battle between the two, saying:

"Second brother, Zhu Rong, please recover quickly. As soon as the old thief Hongjun falls into a disadvantage, we will take action and chop off his head!"

"Brother, isn't this bad? Isn't it a little bit..."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Old thief Hongjun deserves to die!"

As Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral witch made the final decision, the twelve ancestral witches all began to control Pangu's true body, breathing out the energy of chaos and recovering from his injuries.

Sudden.

"boom"

I saw a ray of magic light that happened to fly into this chaos, and another ray of fairy light followed closely and took action with anger.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou said disdainfully:

"Hahaha... Hongjun's son was almost killed by my master, and you still dare to attack me? Could it be that you are seeking death!"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, offered sacrifices to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and fought back and forth with Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty. He said sarcastically:
"What do you, a demon cultivator, know? Since I am listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, I have already worshiped Saint Hongjun as my teacher."

"So what about the Demon Ancestor Rahu? What about the World-Destroying Great Mo? Don't forget, Saint Hongjun is the first saint in the world!"

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, was full of demonic aura, as if he was fighting for his life, and said:
"What happened to the first saint? He was as powerful as the Great God Pangu, didn't he also fall? Is Hongjun even more powerful than the Great God Pangu?"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, said proudly:
"The true spirit of the saint rests on the way of heaven. As long as the way of heaven is immortal, the saint will not perish."

"So what if your master Luo Hu can fight again? Can he still suppress Saint Hongjun in the Demonic Heaven?"

"Moreover, in the hands of Saint Hongjun, there is also the Immortal Killing Sword Formation that must be broken by the Four Saints. Haha... That was your master's former treasure!"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou retorted:

"Don't forget, there were twelve ancestral witches who just made trouble for the old thief Hongjun!"

"In the past, after the Great God Pangu transformed into all things, his most precious treasure, the Pangu Ax, also transformed into the Pangu Flag, the Eastern Emperor Bell, and the Tai Chi Diagram, these three innate treasures."

"The Donghuang Bell is in the hands of Donghuang Taiyi, and the Pangu Flag and Taichi Diagram are both in the hands of the old thief Hongjun."

"If the Twelve Ancestral Witches can take back Pangu Flag, Tai Chi Diagram, and Donghuang Bell, and then let Pangu's true body merge with Buzhou Mountain, maybe he can awaken Pangu's will."

"How can a mere old thief named Hongjun be his opponent?"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then pretended to be calm and said:
"Bah, do you think that barbarian Di Jiang is so courageous? Dare to go to Zixiao Palace and steal Saint Hongjun's Pangu Banner and Tai Chi Diagram?"

"Buzhou Mountain is the pillar of the ancient world. Once Mount Buzhou disappears, the earth may collapse in an instant!"

While speaking, Zhu Qizhen, Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, kneaded the magic formula and used a secret technique to freeze Song Gaozong's figure for a moment, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner fell down boldly.

Suddenly, Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, let out a shrill scream, which turned into a streak of blood and traveled thousands of miles away. The sound was heard from afar.

"Haha, that old thief Hongjun preaches to all sentient beings and is known as the first saint in the world."

“I want to see, facing the collapse of heaven and earth, whether he will go to the North Sea, cut off the four limbs of the black tortoise, and refine them into four pillars to support the four poles of heaven and earth!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Gaozong and Zhao Gou had already disappeared.

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, saw this scene and quickly chased after him.

When the two left one after another.

In the vast chaos, there was a dead silence.

aside.

Dijiang Ancestral Witch touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"Hiss, I didn't expect the old thief Hongjun to hide so deeply? The true spirit rests on the way of heaven and will never die."

"However, what the demon cultivator said does have some truth to it. The Demon Ancestor can fight the old thief Hongjun back and forth with the World-Destroying Great Grind."

"If we can bring Pangu's ax back to prehistoric times, and add Pangu's heart, Buzhou Mountain will surely be able to awaken Father God's will." Gonggong Zuwu agreed:
"That demon cultivator is a direct disciple of the Demon Ancestor, and he will definitely not lie."

"Brother, let's go to Zixiao Palace right now, and kill those Sanqings by the way, and integrate their souls into Pangu's true body!"

Zhu Rong, who had always been at odds with Gonggong, rarely refuted the other party and said:
"Brother, this opportunity is not to be missed. I have also heard of the Black Sea Turtle."

"It is said that he was born after the creation of the world. For countless years, because his body is too huge, he has been staying in the North Sea and is difficult to move."

"Presumably his limbs can really support the four ends of the world."

Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral wizard frowned. He always felt that the appearance of those two people was a bit strange, as if they were specifically here to guide them to deal with the old thief Hongjun.

However, thinking of the bleak future, Zhu Jiuyin still made up his mind and said:
"Brother, let's give it a try."

"If you miss this opportunity, it will be even more difficult to kill the old thief Hongjun."

Dijiang Ancestral Witch nodded, and he happened to have the same intention, and said:
"Okay, then let's go to Zixiao Palace first!"

Subsequently.

Pangu's true body bypassed the battlefield between Saint Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohu and headed towards Zixiao Palace.

After a while.

A space-time boat arrived at the place where Pangu's true body had just been hiding.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou coughed weakly, took the elixir, and cursed:

"Zhu Qizhen, you are such a thief, you really want to avenge a private vendetta!"

"If I hadn't been on guard a long time ago, I might have been seriously injured by you."

aside.

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, smiled guiltily and explained:

"Oh, Wanyan Gou, you misunderstood. Isn't this just to make the acting more realistic?"

"Okay, our mission is over, the rest is up to them."

This time, in order to help the Witch Clan kill the old thief Hongjun, all the emperors in the chat group except the targeted Qing Dynasty took action together.

I'm just afraid that the old thief Hongjun won't die!
Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, summoned the space channel, controlled the space-time boat and left the Lich Tribulation, and said:

"Hmph, if the old thief Hongjun can survive this time, I will laugh to Emperor Taizong and the others to death from now on!"

……

sun star.

"call out"

Ripples appeared in the space, and hundreds of people with great supernatural powers, including Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Hongyun and others, appeared.

"boom"

I saw Kunpeng manifesting a huge body, collapsed softly in a big pit, and cursed:
"Di Jun, you are too heavy!"

"And you, Hongyun, what are you doing so sneakily? Did you secretly draw a few little turtles on my back?"

For an instant.

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others all looked at Hongyun who looked embarrassed.

Seeing how keen her best friend was, Hongyun covered her sleeves, glanced at Nuwa standing next to Fuxi, and said with a smile:

"Hey, you still found me."

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, don't worry. I, Hongyun, have changed my mind a long time ago and will never secretly draw little turtles again."

"I just want to pluck a few of your feathers and make them into dresses. You won't be angry, right?"

(End of this chapter)