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An existence more powerful than my father, like a mountain.

This sentence suddenly popped up in the mind of the red-faced ghost.

His eyes as big as lanterns looked at Jiang Cheng with indescribable complexity.

"Do you still want to join the Dawn City?"

Jiang Cheng looked directly at the red-faced ghost.

"I..."

The red-faced ghost trembled, then his eyes gradually became firm and said: "I am willing, I want to join the Dawn City."

The ghost clan has disappeared from the world for a thousand years.

Where can he go alone as a ghost?

Before, Nuwa imprisoned it in the map of mountains, rivers and states for a thousand years.

This extreme loneliness has no end, like the days covered with layer after layer of thick fog, he no longer wants it.

"I am willing!"

The red-faced ghost knocked his forehead to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Cheng smiled.

"It seems that my Dawn City has added a new member!" Father Yang sighed.

"What do you mean?"

The red-faced ghost slowly raised his head and looked at Father Yang in disbelief.

Father Yang smiled and said, "Don't you want to join my Dawn City? The leader agreed."

The red-faced ghost didn't understand Jiang Cheng's meaning, and he kowtowed to Jiang Cheng three times.

"Thank you, leader! I, the red-faced ghost, swear that I will be a ghost of Dawn in this life, and I will still be a ghost of Dawn in death!"

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "My Dawn doesn't have so many rules, get up!"

"Thank you, leader!"

The red-faced ghost quickly got up from the ground, and the joy on his face was beyond words.

He had a little more yearning for the Dawn City he mentioned.

The Suzaku and White Tiger in the sky looked at him, with complicated expressions on their faces.

Zhuque looked at the red-faced ghost on the ground with complicated eyes, "Is it so good to join the human race?"

White Tiger shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Thousands of years ago, although there were spirit beasts that surrendered to the human race, in the end, the human race and spirit beasts are clearly divided.

Just when the red-faced ghost was immersed in the joy of joining the City of Dawn, an unfriendly voice sounded on the side.

"What the hell is the City of Dawn? Are you ignoring this god?"

Nuwa scolded everyone in anger, even her long straight blue hair like a waterfall was scattered in anger.

Just as the voice fell.

"Noisy."

Jiang Cheng said lightly, accompanied by a crisp slap.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, but they saw a scene that shocked them all their lives.

Nuwa's beautiful face was raised high to the upper left, and her right face was even higher.

"You... you dare to hit me?"

Nuwa looked at Jiang Cheng in disbelief.

Since she was born, no one dared to treat her like this, not even once, not even in front of the ancestor gods.

But when she met Jiang Cheng's eyes, she was stunned again.

What a pair of indifferent eyes, so indifferent that she didn't even take her seriously, so that she couldn't even find her own reflection in those black eyes.

"I was ignored."

Nuwa said in a daze, but when she reacted, her facial features gradually twisted, her body trembled, and her slender hands, the five fingers were stiffly bent, until finally, she seemed to be crazy, shouting hysterically: "No one dares to do this to me, no one!"

"I am one of the six saints, Nuwa."

"Today, if I don't kill you, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

"Red Hydrangea, call!"

Instantly.

The sky was rolling with red clouds, like thousands of soldiers and horses, galloping.

Crack!

A thunderclap.

The red cloud seemed to have a crack, and there was endless darkness inside. When people looked at it, they almost sucked their sight into it and fell into an endless abyss.

Suddenly.

A red light flew out from the black crack and landed in Nuwa's hand, revealing its true form.

Jiang Cheng looked over.

It was a bright red ribbon, at the end of which was a round red hydrangea, which was the same as the red hydrangea used in ancient times to worship heaven and earth, except that it was much larger in size.

With the red hydrangea in hand, Nuwa raised her right hand and shouted again: "Nuwa sword, come out!"

In a flash.

A long sword flew from the clouds, so fast that the hilt of the sword dragged a layer of transparent black sound barrier, and when it rubbed against the air, it made bursts of whistling sounds.

The long sword flew over, and the hilt hovered in Nuwa's hand.

"It's quite powerful, but I don't know how powerful it is?"

Jiang Cheng smiled.

"The ignorant are fearless." Nuwa gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words, shook her left hand, and the red hydrangea broke through the air and turned into a red stream of light and smashed towards Jiang Cheng.

"Chief, be careful!"

The red-faced ghost saw this and reminded hurriedly.

Even the Suzaku and White Tiger in the sky were sweating.

According to legend, Nuwa had several protective magic weapons, which were given by the ancestors and contained supreme power.

The most powerful of them are:

Five Elements Magic Weapon, Five Spirit Beads.

Space Magic Weapon, Mountain and River Map.

Power Magic Weapon, Red Hydrangea.

Destruction Magic Weapon, Nuwa Sword.

Among these magic weapons, the Red Hydrangea is the most terrifying. Those who are hit by it usually turn into meat paste without knowing it.

And under such a powerful force, the Red Hydrangea also has a most special ability.

Those who are hit cannot dodge and can only take it head-on.

White Tiger said with a heavy face: "This human race is in trouble."

Suzaku looked at White Tiger and said tentatively: "Do you want to help?"

White Tiger smiled bitterly and said: "Do you think we can stop it? This is the Red Hydrangea."

The Vermilion Bird said with fiery eyes: "How do you know that you can't stop it if you don't try? I've been frustrated for thousands of years! Even if I die, it's a glorious time."

"But..."

Baihu wanted to say something.

"Coward, I'll go first!"

The Vermilion Bird had already turned into a stream of fiery red light and flew out, which made Baihu feel bitter.

After thinking about it, he simply gritted his teeth and said: "The beast dies and the bird flies to the sky. I will not die for thousands of years. Anyway, there is only one white tiger left in the world, so let's do it!"

After saying that, Baihu looked at the red hydrangea and turned into a gust of wind and flew away.

In a flash.

The Vermilion Bird had already blocked the red hydrangea and shouted: "The true body of the Vermilion Bird, the divine fire destroys the world!"

Cry——

The fiery red beak screamed, the red light in the eyes shot up to the sky, the wings spread, and the red fire feathers burned with blazing golden flames, and it was about to rush towards the red hydrangea.

But in the next second.

A gust of green wind blew.

Zhuque paused, and although he looked disdainful, he unconsciously raised a beautiful smile at the corner of his mouth: "Little white cat, aren't you not coming?"

In the wind, a white giant tiger said: "You are a female beast and you have done it. If I don't do it, I'm afraid that I will be laughed at when I go out in the future."

"Hmph! You look so good."

Zhuque scolded.

Baihu spoke again at this time, and said in a serious tone: "I'm ready to do it."

"Yeah." Zhuque's face became solemn again.

The two beasts looked at each other, and both saw determination in each other's eyes.

Baihu roared to the sky, as if showing the world his identity as a king.

"White Tiger's true body, the breeze erodes the bones!"

"Let's go!"

The two beasts completely turned into two rays of light, one red and one white, and rushed towards the red hydrangea.

"Leader, Zhuque and Baihu?"

The red-faced ghost said anxiously.

He knew how strong the red hydrangea was.

Jiang Cheng looked in the direction of Suzaku and Baihu. His hands flickered with light behind his back. His eyes were calm as he said, "Don't panic. Let's see first."