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Even at this depth, Dugu gathered his spiritual thoughts into one point and erupted towards the core of the sun star.

But Zhenjun Long didn't know whether his divine thoughts could reach the core.

But he has already reached the limit, he can't stop for a moment, and he can go up quickly!

surface of the sun.

A solar storm blew up, Zhenjun Long broke through the flames, and returned to space again.

Then, I immediately shivered!

cold.

The drastic temperature difference made him feel that the high temperature of several thousand degrees was too f*ckingly cold!

Then, his golden body began to crumble.

Not daring to be negligent, he immediately crossed his legs in the air, refining the undigested Nine Rank Golden Elixir in his body to repair the loss of the golden body.

But he didn't see it. When he closed his eyes, a figure made of flames avoided his divine sense and looked at him quietly with his hands behind his back.

390、I, Ao Qing, must have a big thank you

There are rumbles in the ears.

Sound cannot be transmitted in a vacuum because there is no medium.

But Zhenjun Long himself is the medium. His body, which is comparable to a spirit treasure, is being repaired, and only he can hear the rumbling sound caused by it.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Long Zhenjun opened his eyes, and what he saw was a figure with a glowing yellow and white light all over his body, which seemed to be composed of the real fire of the sun, and he looked at him quietly.

Zhenjun Long was about to cry, "Prince Jinwu, I finally found you."

"Ao Qing."

Prince Jinwu looked at him and said.

The two are sound transmissions of spiritual thoughts, and will not be affected by the inability to transmit sound in a vacuum.

Zhenjun Long nodded quickly, and said, "It's me, Ao Qing from the Dragon Clan!"

Prince Jinwu subtly reveals a kind of nobility, he is the earliest second generation emperor in this world, and he has a kind of grandeur.

He was indifferent and surprised, and said: "I know, I have seen you, what are you doing here, your realm?"

Long Zhenjun, the film king, got up, and said sadly: "Prince Jinwu, you don't know, my monster race, it's too miserable! Even the Great Sage Bull Demon King, with his backing on the sage Tongtian, has become a slave, guarding the mountain gate for others, and nothing else. It’s even worse for the monster clan with a saint as their backer! Either they become the food of the immortals, or they become their mounts. They have no human rights, ah no, they have no demon rights!

The worst is our Dragon Clan!

Flying clouds and spreading rain is a small supernatural power of immortals. Ordinary monks can easily spread rain, but my dragon clan, even if it rains a little more, I have to go to the dragon-cutting platform specially prepared for my dragon clan , skin cramps!

Dragon liver and phoenix marrow are the favorite food of the immortal family. They eat our flesh and blood and humiliate our dignity!

I, Ao Qing, resisted without anger, and in the end, I was also suppressed and killed by them in the name of saving them. When I reincarnate again, my realm will be comparable to that of a true immortal!

That's horrible!

Ao Qing has been chased and killed by the Three Realms for the benefit and power of my demon clan. This time I came to find Prince Jinwu just to save you from trouble and uphold justice for my demon clan! "

The words were sad, but what he said was true. Long Zhenjun also wanted to see the attitude of this monster clan prince, the last legitimate spokesperson of the monster clan after the death of Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, and the other nine monster clan princes.

I wanted to see what he was thinking.

Then he could open his mouth and find the law of fire that he wanted to belong to him.

Sure enough, Prince Jinwu frowned, and he said: "The last time I left here was tens of thousands of years ago. As Lu Ya, the monster race at that time, although not as prominent as in ancient times, could be backed by the sage Tongtian and the woman." Saint Wa, you are not so humble."

"Taoist Lu Ya? Is Taoist Lu Ya you?"

Zhenjun Long's eyes widened.

Prince Jinwu didn't hide it, nodded his head and said: "It's the saint who made the move. He wanted me to use the clone to transform the Taoist Lu, and use the east wind of Fengshen to measure the calamity. I died and came back to lift the suppression. But in the end, I still couldn't do it, but it's not bad. Well, I can barely move around the sun star, unlike before, I was permanently banned at the core of this fireball."

Saint shot!

Taoist Lu Ya is the clone of Prince Jinwu!

As for which saint it was, Zhenjun Long had some guesses.

Ninety percent of them are Nuwa saints!

And only that one, a righteous saint of the Yaozu, the only reason to help the Prince of the Yaozu, and in the Conferred God Calamity, it seems that he has no plan, but in fact he is also investing in Nezha to secretly liberate the Golden Crow Prince, but it is the same as before The action is cryptic.

"Yes, is it Emperor Wa?"

Long Zhenjun said eagerly.

Prince Jinwu did not answer, but shook his head and said: "Don't mention it casually. I have been tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen a living person, and I have never known the situation in the lower realm. You tell me everything you know."

Zhenjun Long nodded, and then transmitted all the major events that happened in these years, as well as the situation of the monster clan, to Prince Jinwu with his spiritual thoughts.

Prince Jinwu frowned quickly.

Then he snorted coldly: "My monster race has come to such a state! Hateful, hateful! Emperor Wa... After all, she still chose the human race instead of my monster race?"

Wahuang is the title given to Nuwa saint by the demon clan in ancient times, which means the emperor of the demon clan. Even Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun respect him very much.

But Nuwa, as a saint, has great love, but in the struggle between saints, she can't take care of everything.

He is a saint of the monster race, but the human race is also like her child, she created it herself!

Therefore, in the battle between the saints, it may be because the monster race is difficult to tame and it is difficult to cultivate into the protagonists of the world, because once they have power, they want to resist.

In the end, Emperor Wa followed the general trend, helped the human race, and became the protagonist of the world, and she also tried to support the monster race.

Just like she helped Prince Jinwu, she descended to the realm as Taoist Lu Ya, trying to help him regain his freedom.

However, the karma of the ancient heavens was too great, and it was impossible for the Nuwa saints to bear it all for them. On the contrary, the human race, which originally followed the general trend of the world, cultivated it, which was easier and would not cause rebuttals from the saints and heaven.

Isn't it because there is no saint who has planned for them with all his strength, who wholeheartedly helps them become one of the protagonists.

In other words, it is impossible for a saint to be willing to bear such a large karma.

Because of the fall of the ancient heaven, the monster race has long become the endorsement of karma and troubles.

Unlike human beings, who have a lot of luck, and their own karma is almost untouched.