President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 2330 Familiar People
  The general sat there with a sharp look on his brows, but there was still a glint of light shining in his cold eyes.

"And one more thing."

The general said, "My ax must be found."

That was his own weapon. Only by getting the Sky-Opening Ax could he rebuild the world that had returned to chaos and open up the world again. Without the Sky-Opening Ax, he would not be able to do this step.

Wu Wu thought for a while: "But except Panshan, no one knows the whereabouts of the Sky Axe anymore."

"It's impossible to get your memory back, so we can only ask Panshan."

Without the Sky-Opening Ax, it would be impossible to rebuild the wilderness.

The general frowned slightly. Even if it was a battle between gods, he didn't care at all. Patriarch Hongjun and Grandmaster Hunkun were not here. There was really no one in this world who could stop him. By the time they broke free from the cosmic sea, everything would have happened long ago. It became a foregone conclusion.

At that time, with the help of the talented blood collected by the gods, I could naturally go further. Even if the ancestors came back, they could not do anything to me!
  His generals and ministers are the only masters of this world!
  "Leave the battle of gods to me, and I will return the wilderness to the state of chaos," Wu Wu said, "You should find a way to get the Sky-Opening Ax back."

This is all she can do for the generals, even if it costs her life.

The general stood up and walked to the sarcophagi. A pair of silver eyes appeared. Suddenly, a terrifying aura spread out, and runes were released from his hands, covering the sarcophagi.

"Om-"

Terrible fluctuations, carrying strange energy, continued to penetrate into the sarcophagus, making the whole world tremble!

"boom!"

A coffin suddenly exploded, and a figure appeared, rushing out. The fifth eye shrank, and he took two steps back with some fear.

The general still stood there, looking at the figure with a calm expression: "Welcome back."

"I...I'm back."

"You're back." The general continued, "My big plan has just begun. It's time for you to play your role."

As soon as he finished speaking, several other coffins shook violently, and then, figures flew out one after another. Standing there, the momentum alone made Wu Wu feel depressed.

With so many masters, even if all the tribes in the wilderness unite, they may not be able to compete.

No matter how hard they think about it, they never imagine that the people they will face will be such familiar people.

"Fifth, they leave it to you."

The general looked at the fifth and said with a gentle smile, "The world that belongs to us will come soon."

After saying that, his figure disappeared.

Fifth took a deep breath, and the eyes under the mask became darker and deeper: "Our world... will definitely come."

……

The end of the sky!
  In front of you is the end of the sky, and the thin layers of gray mist are drifting away. Once it is contaminated, you will die if you touch it!

A long golden line was drawn on the ground, blocking the mist from drifting over.

This is the formation arranged by Futian and Fuhai, which can isolate them for a period of time.

"This fog is the biggest problem."

Zhu Rong said, "It can dissolve all matter. Anyone who touches it will die. Even if it is us, if we want to enter the end of the world, we must solve this problem."

Several people looked at each other, and Zhu Rong continued: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"I'm afraid these substances come from the cosmic sea and are things that were produced when chaos first emerged. The only one who can control them is the Pangu clan. But now that the Pangu clan is imprisoned, who can be the man behind the scenes?" The Wind Clan The clan elder asked.

Nuwa's eyes narrowed slightly. Who could control this gray substance besides Pangu... who could it be?
  Even if it is the Pangu clan, I am afraid there will be no second one in the entire clan.

Nuwa did not say that because the first generation of Pangu had fallen five thousand years ago, how could such an ancient god survive to this day? Even if he became a saint, he would not be immortal.

She could only guess that the Pangu clan had found a way to control these gray substances.

"Since we can't eliminate them, we can only drive them away."

The water tribe member spoke, and he glanced around, "Since it is in a state of mist, it can be dispersed by wind. The wind tribe can give it a try. We, the water tribe, can help you reduce the degree of atomization of these mists, making them easier to blow away. Disperse."

It cannot be eliminated, only dispersed.

"Don't forget that our purpose is to rescue the Pangu clan. As long as we rescue all the Pangu clan, the truth of the matter will be clear. Who is the person behind the scenes and what do they want to do?"

He continued, "Since all ethnic groups gather together, the purpose is the same. What each ethnic group knows should be told and shared by everyone."

"Gongcheng is right."

Nuwa nodded and said, "This battle of gods is very important. We cannot lose because we cannot afford to lose."

"The purpose of this battle is the same. Everyone is for the wilderness, for the tribe and their respective tribesmen. I hope everyone can put aside their previous prejudices and work together to solve the crisis in the wilderness."

Gongcheng glanced at the Fire Tribe people, snorted slightly, and said nothing.

Water and fire are incompatible. This has been a matter of thousands of years. Nuwa could solve it in just a few words. How could it be so easy?

Zhu Rong also didn't speak.

Nuwa took a look and didn't say anything more about this issue.

"Since there is this proposal, let's see if it is feasible."

"I think we can try it. The water tribe will reduce the degree of atomization of these gray mists, and we, the wind tribe, will blow them away. This is the only way at the moment, but it must be noted that we cannot ensure that these substances stay away until we enter the battlefield. Be careful, once you lose control, everyone must retreat immediately!"

Everyone nodded.

Everyone knows how terrifying these gray substances are, and no one wants to die if they touch them.

"Remember our purpose, to rescue the Pangu clan, so as soon as we rescue people, we will retreat immediately!"

Nuwa said seriously, "The Water Tribe will follow the Wind Tribe to disperse the gray matter. The Fuxi Tribe will set up formations and move the combatants at any time. The other tribe leaders will follow me and enter the battlefield together to find the Pangu Tribe and rescue them!"

This is their plan!

They know that Fifth will not let them succeed easily, and the opponents mentioned by Fifth have not even appeared yet. No one knows what surprises will happen.

But the road has come this far, and there is no chance to retreat!
  "Whoosh-"

The wind howled and roared, and the fog had become very thin.

"Do it!"

Gongcheng and others shouted, and the people of the Wind Clan did not hesitate at all. Dozens of Wind Clan masters used their talents at the same time to set off hurricanes, blowing the gray matter deep into the air.

The fog gradually dispersed, and two figures could be seen standing in the fog.

Nuwa, Zhu Rong and others suddenly became alert, and the mist spread faster. When they saw the two faces clearly, Nuwa and others' expressions changed drastically!
  (End of this chapter)