Fengshen: The opening spoiler of King Zhou, the plot collapsed

It's just that there was something unclear in Yuanshi's heart, so he said: "Mother, these human races are your people, are you really so cruel?"

Hearing this, Nuwa's eyes turned cold, thinking that Yuan Shi was deliberately making fun of her again, so she turned to look at Yuan Shi.

Seeing Yuan Shi's expression seemed to be asking a question sincerely, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Although the human race was created by this seat, it has no blood relationship after all. Although the monster race is not controlled, blood is still thicker than water. Tianzun should be able to understand if you are familiar with each other? Besides, human races are all over the world now. The population of a mere city will not shake the foundation of the human race at all. Therefore, this seat is also for the sake of the overall situation, so I reluctantly gouged out the flesh and healed the sores! Didn't the other places also burnt?"

As soon as the words fell, the corner of Nuwa's mouth curled up into a faint smile, as if she was surrounded by holy light, and she looked extremely holy.

When Yuan Shi heard it, he was overjoyed, and felt a sense of sympathy, and praised sincerely: "Good! I am so benevolent, I admire the poor! Hey, it would be great if the junior brother of the poor had the consciousness of the empress. He, it is Mrs. If you are too merciful, you will accept all those who are wet and hatched, and you will call it a glimmer of life for all things, hmph! Any cat or dog can cultivate immortality, this is simply insulting the immortal sect!"

Yuan Shi scolded happily, but as soon as the words fell, he immediately shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Without him, after all, isn't this generation born of wetness the demon clan of Nuwa?

Nu Wa glanced at Yuan Shi coldly, and stopped talking.

Now as long as the new city is completely destroyed and the tri-clan alliance agreement is broken, it will be considered a success, and they can go back to celebrate and continue the layout.

......

Just when Yuan Shi and the two were talking about the great future pattern.

In the sea of ​​flames below, there was a wailing sound, which almost broke Yin Hong's heart.

It was really too miserable, such a purgatory on earth, never had Yin Hong ever seen it, even when the casualties in the First World War in Beihai were so heavy, he was never as heartbroken as he is now.

After all, fighting is done with real swords and guns, and everyone depends on their own abilities, but right now this is completely ruthless harvesting of souls.

Suppressing the suffocated tears in his heart, Yin Hong hurried all the way to the direction that the two dogs said.

At this time, King Zhou also led people to rush over at the outskirts of the south gate.

With such a fire, even King Zhou was helpless. He raised his hand and carried the Hundred Birds Sacrifice to the Phoenix Jue in order to contain the flames.

But the source of fire keeps coming up from the ground, and relying on his own absorption ability is simply a drop in the bucket.

In contrast, Yin Hong's water dragon has no better blocking effect.

Hearing the words of the people who had fled back again, knowing that Yin Hong had broken in alone, he panicked even more.

Others may not be clear, but King Zhou understands that maintaining such a huge water dragon channel must also resist the scorching of the flames.

I'm afraid that rebellious son won't last long.

In this way, King Zhou can be anxious.

He tore off the royal robe on his body, revealing the strong muscles all over his body, and when he turned around, he shouted at a kind of civil and martial arts.

"You stay here to rescue the fleeing people, and go to rescue the Nizi first!"

As soon as the words fell, King Zhou turned his head to look at the endless sea of ​​flames in front of him, and spat secretly, "Damn, you rebellious son, don't let Gu have any accidents! Wait for Gu, hold on!"

After spitting, King Zhou's whole body was full of phoenix fire.

Just as he was about to jump into the sea of ​​flames, all the veterans behind him trembled with fear.

"No! No! Your Majesty!!!" Shang Rong Bigan and the others all knelt down in unison, and could only shout to dissuade them.

They knew that they couldn't stop the king, they could only beg.

"Why not!" King Zhou turned his head and glared angrily.

"The crown prince has gone in. Your Majesty, you want to go in again, in case something happens. It will really be a catastrophe for me to become Tang Jiye! When the time comes, the princes will rise together, how will the world be safe? Your Majesty, think twice!" Uncle Bigan, weeping and begging.

"But! That's an orphaned son! He fell into the sea of ​​fire and became a father alone, how could he ignore it? Uncle Huang, don't need to say too much!"

As soon as the words fell, King Zhou's face showed a determination, and then he sighed helplessly, turned his head, looked at the sea of ​​fire and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Bigan obeys orders!"

"Old... The old minister is here..." Bigan was so old that he couldn't cry anymore.

"If you can't come back, Emperor Uncle Bigan will lead the internal and external affairs, and the eldest prince Yin Jiao will take the throne. For internal affairs, you ministers should decide on your own, and for foreign affairs, go find the lonely teacher. With you, the lonely world will become a mess—— Will not die!!!"

As soon as the sonorous and decisive words were released, King Zhou also had an explanation that a king should have to the people of the world.

Right now, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the rolling heat.

Whispered softly: "For the king, I will live up to the soup, and I have already explained it. As a father, Gu will not leave you as a rebellious son! Brat, support Gu, but Gu Ke has not listened to you for a long time, scolding Lord Gu Hun It's gone! You stay alive and see if Gu is that stupid king!"

With such a thought in his mind, King Zhou threw his head straight into the sea of ​​flames without looking back.

Entering the sea of ​​flames, the wailing and tragic scene at the entrance made even King Zhou, who was used to bloody battlefields, frown into a deep furrow.

There were burnt bloody corpses everywhere, as well as the wounded who were struggling constantly but had no possibility of treatment.

This fire is simply massacre!

At present, King Zhou didn't have time to delay, he followed the layout of the water dragon and galloped forward. Just running, King Zhou became confused.

"Stinky boy, with so many channels, where can I tell me to find you!!!"

At this moment, King Zhou raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, he was about to be blown out of anger.

No wonder King Zhou, Yin Hong's road has only one node, and then rushes towards all directions in the world, only one outward passage is the largest.

Anyone who came could know it at a glance, but if King Zhou wanted to find him, he had to try his luck one by one.

......

However, Yin Hong in the other place did not advance in the water dragon passage at all at this moment.

Instead, he walked alone in the fire and kept exploring.

If he wanted to build a few more water dragon passages, he wouldn't be able to do that anymore.

Soon, after passing through the sea of ​​flames, a huge human-shaped black figure finally appeared not far from the sea of ​​flames.

This black shadow should be the huge stone statue.

Seeing this, Yin Hong hastily exhaled, and rushed forward with his dantian's true energy.

"Uncle Li——!"

"Little girl—!"

While flying away, he shouted, hoping to hear such a response.

But when he came to the stone statue, how could there be half a figure here?

There were scorched black corpses scattered all around.

The only thing in the audience that was not burned by the fire was the statue that had already been blackened by the smoke.

It's just that there is no open flame within three feet around the statue.

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===Chapter 212 There is hope in life===

Yin Hong thought, yes, since it is used for sacrifices, the surrounding area is naturally open, so that the public can worship together.

But even if the stone statue didn't catch fire, Yin Hong was in a hurry.

I shouted for a long time, but there was no response at all.

This can't help but make Yin Hong's heart feel cold, and he doesn't know whether Uncle Li's grandfather and grandson have already died.

After searching around again, Yin Hong sighed and planned to search elsewhere.

But just when he was about to turn his head, a breath of life rushed into his spiritual sense.

You must know that in this sea of ​​flames, the original spiritual consciousness was scorched by the flames and it was difficult to expand.

How can Yin Hong be unhappy now that he has a feeling.

And even though the breath of life was dying, it was obvious that there was still a breath left.

To be alive is to have hope, quickly lock it, the source of this breath happens to be from the stone statue

This made Yin Hong, who had an ugly face, couldn't help showing a rare smile.

After a quick dodge, it turned out that there was a hidden compartment under the base of the stone statue.

Seeing this, Yin Hong hurriedly pulled it away, and the target was the dying Uncle Li.

Moreover, Uncle Li was holding a baby girl tightly in his arms.

Seeing the two of them, Yin Hong was overjoyed. He patted his shoulder lightly and shouted to Uncle Li who had already been dizzy from the steam.

"Uncle Li, wake up! Hold on, I'm here to save you! Don't fall asleep!"

While talking, Yin Hong carefully dragged out Uncle Li who was curled up in the small cave.

It's just that the current Uncle Li's skin is scorched by the high temperature, so he doesn't dare to use force at all.

After finally getting it out, Uncle Li's mind is still very blurred.

Seeing that Uncle Li was like this, Yin Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at the daughter in his arms.

However, when Yin Hong focused his attention on her daughter, his heart beat suddenly.

The little hand trembled, and stammered self-consolation: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little less breath, it should just be in shock, it won't die."

Although he comforted himself so much in his heart, the little hand that Yin Hong stretched out was still trembling.

Obviously such a thing, even he himself did not believe it.

It was just when he wanted to let go of Uncle Li's hands and embrace the daughter who was tightly hugged in his arms.

Uncle Li's mind seemed to be suddenly touched by something, not only his hands tightened suddenly, but even his slack pupils shrank.

He kept muttering in his mouth, "Don't be afraid, nannie! Grandpa is here, don't worry, nothing will happen!"

Looking at this scene, Yin Hong, who was optimistic by nature, couldn't help feeling sour again.

He wanted to cry, but he finally held back.

Rescuing them is the most important thing right now, so you must hold back your emotions.

"Come on, Uncle Li, give me your daughter, I'll take a look."

While helping Uncle Li to sit up, Yin Hong used a small water dragon to isolate the heat wave, and got some water to moisten Uncle Li's throat, trying to treat him on the spot.

It's just that Uncle Li's hand is still hugging that daughter tightly, Yin Hong has no other choice.

In order not to use too much force to tear off Uncle Li's steamed skin.

"Wake up, Uncle Li!" Yin Hong quickly patted Uncle Li on the back, trying to get him back to his senses.

After filming, I poured a few mouthfuls of cold water.

"Cough cough~"

Finally, Uncle Li was choked by a mouthful of old phlegm and slowly woke up.

It's just that when the blurred eyes were a little fixed, they found Yin Hong, and they felt happy.

"Too...too...Prince?"

"It's me, Uncle Li, don't talk, I'll rescue you first." Yin Hongrou said.

Seeing that Yin Hong wanted to save himself, Uncle Li hurriedly moved a bunch together, and looked down at the little girl in his arms.

The eye sockets became moist, and then he choked up and said: "Don't be so busy, the old man is tired, he is here, it's good."

"Go out first, don't be discouraged." Yin Hong urged quickly.

"No, the baby is gone, so is the little old man's hope. Just stay here with the baby and go to see his parents together."

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Li's energy seemed to be emptied again.

He just raised his head and took a quiet look at the stone statue he carved.

"Thank you, Prince, for allowing our grandpa and grandson to live for a few more months, the little old man is content."

As he said that, Uncle Li lowered his head again, and rubbed his tear-stained cheeks on the head of his daughter, with that doting look.

Yin Hong looked really uncomfortable.

"Let's go, Uncle Li, there is hope in life."

"It's gone, it's gone..." Old man Li's heart was ashamed at this moment.

As soon as the words fell, the pupils that had just woken up began to cloud again.

When Yin Hong saw it, he knew that this was nothing more than heartbreak, and he was afraid that it would be a disaster if he was rescued...

"You... do you still have any wishes?" Yin Hong held back his tears, not letting his sadness affect the old man's state of mind.