Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 225: Dividing the Heavens
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, Fellow Daoist Yinyang."

"I'm afraid that these thirty-three days that gather countless fortunes cannot withstand your battle."

"Once the war breaks out, all lives will be lost, and I am afraid that it will be tainted with endless karma."

"Why don't we each stop fighting and take our disciples to open up the heavens, leaving a place for us to live."

Zi Guang saw it clearly, and Patriarch Hongjun was slow to speak.

In fact, there is no desire to fight, but no one is giving me a way out now.

Rather than staying in this awkward stalemate, Zi Guang would rather take a step back.

This not only makes you appear generous and dignified, but also does a favor for Patriarch Hongjun.

Anyway, it has been rehearsed countless times in various plans made beforehand.

There is also the possibility of a strike, and everything is under calculation.

Whoever occupies the heaven will lead his disciples to develop it and allow many star gods to profit.

The consequence of compromise was that the enemy was not killed and the mission was not completed.

But it would be enough to bring up Patriarch Hongjun to form a check and balance on Fu Tu.

"Zi Guang is truly wise. On behalf of all the immortals, I would like to thank you again for your dedication."

Someone offered him a step, and Patriarch Hongjun couldn't help but smile and chose to go down immediately.

Even if the Yin-Yang Patriarch was unhappy, he pretended not to see his repeated glances.

You can get the benefits without a bloody battle.

Except for the Yin-Yang Patriarch and Star Mother Zi Guang, everyone was quite satisfied.

When things developed to this point, the Yin-Yang Patriarch knew in his heart that he could no longer fight.

Judging from the current situation, taking over the heaven without bloodshed is the most correct choice.

Even if the desire for revenge is very strong, it will be of no use without Hongjun's support.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch gritted his teeth and subconsciously clenched his hands together.

There was a hint of pain in his eyes, and then he closed his eyelids helplessly.

Out of sight out of mind!

But the hatred in my heart cannot be resolved in a short period of time.

"Since we have reached a consensus, let's split the heavens in half for each of us."

"The immortal and demonic paths are divided into sixteen heavens each, and the thirty-three heavens are shared by everyone. How do you think?"

Patriarch Hongjun turned his head with a smile and looked at Luohou with a kind face.

"can!"

"Except for the thirty-three heavens, the sixteen heavens above are all owned by the Demonic Path."

The Demon Ancestor Rāhu gladly accepted and divided the territory without hesitation.

The reason for doing this is to connect with the heaven where Futu is located.

As the ancestor of the evil path, Luohu cannot be stationed here every day.

If they are separated, they will be easily defeated by everyone, so it is better to stay together.

In this way, if there is any risk, Fu Tu can be there first.

Although his cultivation is not very strong yet, it can still hold out for a while, enough to support His arrival!

"Ok, deal!"

Although the weather in the lower layer is still relatively desolate, the infinite vitality inside is full of turmoil.

But its vast and endless space has already demonstrated its potential for future development.

As long as enough manpower is invested, the heaven will be developed sooner or later.

Then you will be able to reap endless luck!

With the appointment of the two parties as leaders, the dispute officially came to an end.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you should go back first. I am here in the Heaven Realm to ensure everything is safe."

The Yin-Yang Patriarch finally stood up and looked at Hongjun with a firm gaze.

"The purple light in heaven is enough. Why do you have to get involved here? Just follow me back."

For the Tai Chi diagram.

Pooh!
For the sake of the friendship between the two sides, Hongjun was unwilling to let Yin and Yang be too far away from him.

In order to avoid losing the friendship, he gave Zi Guang a look.

But Zi Guang acted as if he didn't see it and was watching the beautiful scenery in heaven.

It took so much effort and cost so much.

Isn't it just to have someone in charge so as to suppress Fu Tu?

In this way, more time can be bought for the ancient star gods in heaven.

Seeing that they were about to succeed, how could Zi Guang possibly obey Hong Jun's wishes? Without Zi Guang's interference, the Yin-Yang Patriarch became more determined and said decisively:

"Fellow Daoist, just go back alone."

"I am in charge of the heavens, and I will never let any immortal suffer any loss!"

"All right!"

"Then I'll trouble you fellow Taoist!"

Patriarch Hongjun's smile was a little forced, and his voice was filled with a hint of reluctance.

You can tell at a glance that the look of reluctance to part is not fake.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch felt warm in his heart, but the purple light next to him rubbed his arms subconsciously.

I felt goosebumps all over my body and my eyes darted back and forth between the two of them.

The more he looked, the more something seemed wrong, and his expression became a little weird, as if he could smell homosexuality.

He couldn't help but reveal a hint of disgust, and even subconsciously walked to the side.

I deliberately keep a distance, as if this is the only way to feel better.

After Patriarch Hongjun turned and left, Demon Ancestor Luohou turned his gaze to Futu:

"I'll leave this to you."

"I will arrange some personnel to guard the tenth heaven below."

"As for your sixth floor, it is still under your control. I will not interfere in any way."

"If a war really breaks out, you just need to delay for a while and I will be there soon."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Fu Tu patted his chest with his right hand and made the assurance with full confidence.

So what if the Yin-Yang Patriarch is stationed here?
The Heavenly Dao Contract between him and Zi Guang has not yet been completely torn up.

The two sides cannot engage in a full-scale fight.

In other words, the only enemy at present is the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

With his current strength, even if he can't defeat the opponent, he can still delay him for a while.

The Demon Ancestor Luohou gave a few simple instructions and disappeared in an incredible way.

Except for those with great supernatural powers who can find some trace, no one knows how the other party disappeared.

The leaders of the immortal and demon worlds left, and the only ones who could make the decisions on the scene were Yin Yang and Fu Tu.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch had a gloomy expression and stared at Fu Tu mercilessly.

There was no emotion in the depths of his eyes, only undisguised murderous intent.

Without uttering a single harsh word, he immediately led the immortals to the lower heaven.

But everyone present knew that a big battle would definitely break out between the two.

"Venerable Sky Eye, Venerable Sky Ear, please take the demons to the lower level."

"Settle the many demonic elements, let them choose their own dojo, and clear the veins in various places."

"And we have to be careful of Xiandao's sneak attacks. It's best to set up more lines of defense on weekdays."

Fu Tu withdrew his gaze, which immediately fell on the many demon masters behind him.

"Do not worry!"

"Make sure no one attacks by surprise!"

...............

The Venerable Divine Eye, the Venerable Divine Ear...the Venerables representing the six desires of human beings.

They all nodded in agreement and immediately led many great masters behind them to settle in the heavenly realm.

After these people left, he and Zi Guang were the only ones left at the scene.

“You’re great.”

Fu Tu looked at him unkindly, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top.

I'm thinking about where to start so that it's easier to kill it.

"You're not bad either!"

The purple light slashed fiercely, as if it wanted to cut Fu Tu into pieces.

He responded without any hesitation, turned around and walked away without saying another word.

But his steps were full of joy, as if a burden had been lifted from his mind, and his spirit and energy were different.

Fu Tu's eyes gradually narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness.

Then he slowly calmed down and fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)