Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

As time goes by, the three tribes have all occupied the south, and the fortune of the south has returned to Zi Mansion.

Donghua, who was in the east, felt the endless luck coming from the horizon, and immediately sacrificed the dragon-headed golden staff and Kongtong Seal to absorb the infinite luck.

The huge golden dragon of luck hovers in the sky. There is a little purple energy in the gold, which makes it look extremely noble. Its coercion shocked the east, and finally spread to the entire prehistoric era.

Donghua took the dragon-headed golden staff and the Kongtong Seal into his body, carefully savoring this power and feeling the changes in it.

He knew that his strength had taken another step forward and that his imperial cultivation had reached new breakthroughs, but he didn't know what state he was in now and how strong his strength was.

Maybe it's Hunyuan, maybe it's not, or maybe it's stronger!

He only knew that as Zifu's luck increased, his strength never stopped growing.

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Buzhou Mountain!

In the Pangu Hall, all eleven ancestral shamans were sitting in the hall. Even Hou Tu, who was in retreat, was called here, which was evident.

"Brothers, I have called you here today to discuss how to deal with the Zi Mansion next. If you have any good ideas, please feel free to tell me."

On the high platform, Di Jiang looked at the other ancestral witches in the hall. His face was full of energy, but a trace of fatigue could be seen in his eyes.

As Di Jiang's words fell, there was silence in the hall. Even Zhu Rong, who had always been belligerent, did not make any shocking remarks this time, as if he had accepted his fate.

The silence among everyone made Di Jiang's heart sink to the bottom of the sea, feeling extremely cold.

At this moment, he seemed to understand Donghua's sinister intentions, as the other party was gradually dismantling the Wu clan's determination to fight to the death.

The momentum of the Wu clan has reached its lowest point since the battle in Zifu and now with the end of the war in the south.

He is not afraid that the Wu Clan will not be able to defeat the Zi Mansion. He is afraid that the Wu Clan will lose the momentum to forge ahead and the will to fight to the death. This is what makes his hair stand on end.

In the battle in the east, the Queen Mother of the West defeated Zhu Jiuyin. In the battle in the south, Donghua conquered Zhu Rong and his tribe with his own personality.

Di Jiang knew that these brothers would not betray him, but not betraying did not mean that they would fight to the death for the Wuting.

You must know that the Wu Clan is the Wu Clan and the Wu Ting is the Wu Ting. Although the two are very similar, they are very different. Just like the Monster Clan and the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Court is the heaven of Emperor Jun and Taiyi, but the Monster Clan is not the two. Human demon clan.

And the same goes for the Witch Court!

That's why he feels sad and heartbroken!

When Di Jiang saw that everyone was silent, he immediately said again: "What I mean is to shrink the troops and move all the tribesmen and tribes to Buzhou Mountain. We just need to manage Buzhou well."

"With the power of the Dutian Formation and the terrain of Buzhou Mountain, don't say that Donghua has not attained Hunyuan. Even if he has attained Hunyuan, there will be nothing he can do to me!"

"What do you think, brothers?"

After Di Jiang finished speaking, he looked at the other brothers in the hall, wanting to hear what they had to say.

After a long time, Gonggong stood up and said: "Brother, now we are lagging behind the Zifu in terms of overall strength, especially in terms of high-end combat power, so we have not been able to withdraw our troops well. I support brother."

"I support it too!"

"support……"

With the expressions of the eleven ancestral witches, Di Jiang finally showed a smile. No matter what, as long as their brothers work together, there is nothing to fear from any difficulties.

"Brothers, during this period of time, I have been studying the Dutian Formation and combining it with Buzhou Mountain. I can use the remaining power of Buzhou Father God to double the power of the Dutian Formation, so there is no need to be afraid of Dongfang. magnificent."

"If he dares to raise his troops to attack the enemy, I will show him the power of Father God so that he will never come back."

At this point, Di Jiang's eyes turned slightly sinister, and he said sternly: "As long as we survive this disaster, in the future, even if we don't need a big formation, why should we be afraid of Donghua!"

"Brothers, this is the new layout of the Dutian Formation. Please study it more after you go down."

"I will obey my brother's will!"

As everyone left Pangu Hall, Di Jiang looked very lonely on the high platform of the hall. He didn't know whether he was right or wrong, but he had no choice. The Witch Court cannot be destroyed, and the Witch Clan cannot lose!

"Second brother, aren't you trying to persuade the eldest brother? Buzhou Mountain is related to the world. Once an accident occurs, our Wu clan will never be able to atone for its sins. How can we bind Buzhou Mountain and Dutian together?"

"We, the witch clan, can lose, we can be defeated, we can even withdraw from the center of the world, but we can never do anything to destroy the world. This is the hard work of Father God. How can we destroy it? If so, how are we different from animals?"

Outside the main hall, Hou Tu pulled Zhu Jiuyin aside and spoke repeatedly, his tone seemed very uneasy and seemed to be filled with anger.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled bitterly, and then said: "Little sister, you haven't been to Buzhou Mountain for a long time. Maybe you don't know the temper of your eldest brother now. No one's persuasion is of any use now. He has completely fallen into the catastrophe and was overwhelmed by the catastrophe." He lost his mind and only wanted to achieve the throne of emperor and realize the path of Hunyuan."

After Hou Tu heard this, she was stunned for a moment. She never thought that this would be the case.

"Then we can't watch our elder brother make mistakes again and again. Every time Dutian is used, it damages the world. If it is combined with Buzhou Mountain again, what is the difference between it and the original three Xiantian clans?"

"Once the earth's veins are damaged, Buzhou Mountain will collapse. At that time, overwhelming karma will befall the Wu Clan. If this is the case, the Wu Clan will never be able to turn around."

Zhu Jiuyin sighed and said helplessly: "Then you go and try. Anyway, I have already persuaded the elder brother, but it's useless!"

Hou Tu walked straight into the main hall to persuade Di Jiang to give up using Buzhou Mountain.

After a while, Hou Tu came out with a lonely expression, obviously without success.

"Let's go, set up a formation and go, it's impossible to stop it. This is the calamity of our Witch Clan. How can it be so easy to survive this calamity!"

Zhu Jiuyin smiled freely, as if everything had been put away.

Hou Tu said nothing, just looked up at the sky, thinking about something.

On the other side, Zhu Rong and other ancestral witches have arrived in various mountains of Buzhou Mountain, and began to mobilize the turbid energy of the earth veins and place the formation flags.

And as the formation flags continued to be inserted into the mountains, the power of calamity between heaven and earth began to gather continuously, and mixed with the earth's evil turbidity, a huge force began to be nurtured in Buzhou Mountain, just waiting to be born. .

After setting up the formation, everyone was about to go back. At this time, Gonggong approached Zhu Rong and asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you speak today? Aren't you the most active every time?"

Zhu Rong ignored Gong Gong, as if he was in a bad mood, didn't like to talk, and was about to leave because he was minding his own business.

But Gonggong did not give up, and continued to chase after him, asking: "Third brother, what's wrong with you? Are you really afraid of being beaten by Zi Mansion in the Tianhuo Mountain War?"

Zhu Rong stopped, looked at Gong Gong, and said in a deep voice: "Afraid? From the moment I was born, I, Zhu Rong, didn't know what fear was!"

"If you're not afraid, then why are you silent after you come back? You just stay in the tribe and don't practice. You just teach the clan members how to practice."

Zhu Rong stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and said nothing for a long time.

"Fourth brother, you said that when we twelve demon gods gathered together and were the first to rebel against the demon clan and the heaven, was it because Emperor Jun and his heaven were not worthy of ruling the ancient world, or was it because of our ambitions?"

Gonggong was shocked. He didn't expect Zhu Rong to ask such a question. Then he thought for a moment and said based on his own situation:

"All of them. His emperor and his heaven are indeed not worthy to rule the world created by God Father. It is also for our own ambitions. The position of Emperor of Heaven is held by the demon clan. As the descendants of God Father, how can we not sit there!"

Zhu Rong sighed and said: "Yes, at first we were not afraid of heaven and earth. We only respected God the Father and ignored the powerful demon clan in heaven. Later we also succeeded and drove the demon clan out of the ancient land and established our own kingdom. Our witch clan and witch court.”

"But if you think about it carefully, during the time when we ruled the ancient land, what did we bring to this world? What did we bring to all living beings? Are we a qualified ruler?"

Zhu Rong's three consecutive questions lingered in Gonggong's mind for a long time. Because he had not thought about these questions, but the answers to these questions were clearly visible.

"Third brother, what exactly are you going to say? There is no need to go around between us. Is there anything you can say directly?"

Zhu Rong thought for a while and said: "I can't think of a reason to resist Donghua and Zifu. If I have to say one, it would be for my own ambition, for the throne, and for luck."

Gonggong asked doubtfully: "But isn't this what we are pursuing?"

Zhu Rong shook his head and said: "You are right or wrong. What we are pursuing is indeed these. To put it bluntly, it is power, but these powers are closely related to the ancient world and all living creatures. We have brought nothing to this world. , then how can we obtain these powers?”

"The Imperial Path is different from other great avenues. Can our Wu Clan really govern the Great Desolate World? Can we really treat the Witch Clan and all other races in the Great Desolate World equally?"

"Even Emperor Jun and Taiyi of the Demon Clan have three or five friends, but among us ancestral witches, except for my younger sister who has immortal friends, who else has them? You must know that the world is now dominated by immortals, how can we rule the world? ?”

"If you only rely on force to suppress the world, you can only do it for a while, but not for a lifetime. After you know that Nuwa has become a saint, can Donghua, Sanqing, Jieyin Zhunti, etc. be far behind?"

"The world of the future will be dominated by saints. How can we suppress the world with force?"

Hearing these words, Gonggong was shocked beyond words. He really couldn't believe that Zhu Rong said these words. It was simply unbelievable.

"Then what does Third Brother mean?"

Zhu Rong laughed and said cheerfully: "I don't mean anything. I, Zhu Rong, am the ancestral witch of the Wu Ting. I am willing to fight to the death for the Wu Ting and will never back down!"

"It's just that I think Donghua will be a good Emperor. He is more suitable than us!"

After hearing this, Gonggong didn't ask any more questions. The two of them just stood on the top of the mountain, each with their own thoughts. They didn't know what they were thinking.

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