Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

It exploded into a bloody flower uncontrollably.

The Demon Court's army, which had already lost the heavenly and earthly net formation, was even more unable to resist the amplified power of the Pangu battle formation.

Instant chaos.

Donghuang Taiyi's body finally straightened up from the throne. He only needs one hand to destroy the Wu Clan in front of him.

No matter how much the Wu clan disdains him as a saint.

But a saint is a saint.

The strength is there.

However, Donghuang Taiyi did not dare to do it himself.

Hongjun directly gave him the decree.

He dare not resist.

It is even more impossible to resist.

The moment he became a saint, he was a pawn in Hongjun's hands.

If he was not a born king, he wouldn't even have the thought of resisting at all.

"Fu Xiang, take this treasure."

Donghuang Taiyi waved his hand casually.

Hand over the map of Jiangshan Sheji and the plain cloud border flag to Fuxi.

The emperor can't do it himself.

But the teacher never said that the emperor can't lend the baby out.

These treasures of the Jiangshan Sheji Map are the treasures of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's enlightenment.

Got the merit of heaven again.

The power is huge.

Even if Donghuang Taiyi didn't use it himself.

Power can also be resisted by unusual means.

Fuxi got two treasures.

Immediately go to the battlefield.

Mana urged.

The map of the country and the country grows in the wind.

in a moment.

The entire battlefield has been shrouded.

The surrounding mountains, rivers and rivers instantly changed their appearance.

But the creatures on the entire battlefield were all drawn into the Jiangshan Sheji map.

This Jiangshan Sheji map is the treasure of Donghuang Taiyi.

Naturally, the Witch Clan will not look good on them.

Landslides, floods.

Flying sand, walking stones.

Attacked the Wu Clan overwhelmingly.

The Yaozu took advantage of this opportunity to form a new army.

Yingzhao saw that the 3000 million demon clans were already dead and only half of them remained.

With a livid face, he came to Donghuang Taiyi.

"Eastern Emperor, the minister is incompetent, let the Eastern Emperor down, and failed His Majesty's important mission."

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi smiled slightly.

"My monster clan children, hundreds of millions."

"There are hundreds of millions of soldiers in the heavenly court."

"do you understand?"

Donghuang Taiyi actually wanted to get angry.

He was not a mild tempered man.

But he, the leading sage, did not make a move, causing the demon court army to fall into a hard fight.

It's not appropriate to get angry at this time.

When the time comes, what should I do if my subordinates ask me to do it myself?

How should I explain the problem of not being able to shoot?

Said that Zu Hongjun didn't allow it?

How embarrassing is that?

That being the case.

Then change another way.

The Celestial Clan has the emperor, the saint, in charge, so it is impossible to lose.

Then throw all the troops over.

I don't believe that the Wu Clan can't be taken down.

Yingzhao opened his eyes wide, and could hear the meaning behind Donghuang Taiyi's words.

Shocked, but also extremely moved.

Donghuang has entrusted me with such a heavy responsibility.

How can I disappoint Donghuang?

Yingzhao immediately said to a soldier beside him.

"Take my commander's military mansion and return to the Heavenly Court. Send another 5000 million troops over."

"If you don't wipe out this witch clan, you will never withdraw your troops."

The soldiers took the military mansion and went back to the heaven immediately.

Yingzhao looked at the Wu clan army.

"It's just 3000 million witches. This commander wants to see how long you can last in front of the army of heaven?"

After Fuxi used the map of Jiangshan Sheji to pull the battlefield into a different space in the map.

Instead, the battlefield outside the mountain became quiet.

It was terribly quiet.

The smoke of gunpowder has not cleared from the battlefield.

The magma on the ground has not yet solidified.

Then the sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield has disappeared.

The ghost wood patriarch looked around in a little bewilderment.

Confused.

hiss!

Grandpa, what should I do now?

Can anyone tell me what I should do now?

I suddenly dumped my ancestor here, my ancestor is a little bit square.

Just when Patriarch Guimu was in a daze and didn't know what to do.

A ray of light came from the direction of Buzhou Mountain. .

Chapter 156 Be more serious, this is creating humans! The sudden glow from Buzhou Mountain attracted the attention of Patriarch Guimu.

There is endless power of creation and creation in that radiance.

The power of good fortune has a great attraction for any kind of prehistoric creatures.

Therefore, not only the ancestors of the ghost wood, but also the living beings of all races around Buzhou Mountain.

Patriarch Guimu stared straight at that ray of light.

Fascinated.

"It's beautiful."

Attracted by that ray of light, Patriarch Guimu ran towards Buzhou Mountain.

But eventually stopped before that critical point.

He can't get in.

"What the hell is that?"

"If I can take a look at it, I, the ancestor, will die without regret."

The ghost wood patriarch let out a long sigh.

"Hee hee, do you want to see it? All right, I'll take you there."

Sudden.

A voice sounded behind Guimu Patriarch.

The ghost wood patriarch was startled, and turned his head abruptly.

I saw a beautiful fairy with a cute smile, beautiful eyes, and the divine power of the sun around her.

"Who are you? Monster clan? Do you want to enter Buzhou Mountain?"

"Don't even think about it, Patriarch, even if I try my best, I won't let you succeed."

Patriarch Guimu found that he couldn't see the realm of the fairy in front of him at all.

The divine power of Taiyin on the other party is extremely obvious.

It was as if the light of the lunar moon and stars enveloped the body.

However, standing at such a close distance, the ghost wood patriarch still couldn't find out what level the opponent was.

A monk who repairs the fairyland of cutting corpses.

After the real fairyland, they will automatically realize a magical power.

This is the art of hope.

Through the art of hope, you can observe the opponent's realm.

As long as the opponent's realm does not exceed two great realms of his own.

Although realm does not necessarily equal combat power, at least there is a rough reference.

The ancestor of Guimu is a quasi-sage.

It stands to reason, even if the opposite is a saint.

He can also see a thing or two.

However, the fairy in front of him made Patriarch Guimu unable to see any clues.

Look at this fairy.

The only feeling that Patriarch Guimu felt was that he was looking at the lunar moon and stars.

The only thought is, don't provoke this person.

This is different from the fear of the saint from the real soul when he saw Donghuang Taiyi.