Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Gu Changqing didn't see it.

Behind him, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi sat opposite each other.

At this moment, watching him and Xing Tian leave, they looked at each other in amazement.

"This... Young friend Changqing, you still dare to have such close contact with the Wu Clan at this time?"

Zhen Yuanzi muttered to himself.

Ordinary disciples cannot sense the number of days.

But ancient great powers like Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun could naturally know some of the secrets of the way of heaven.

Therefore, the two of them have now deduced that the million-year truce period has ended.

The war between liches and sorcerers may not be far away.

If he dared to have such undisguised interactions with the Witch Clan at this time, wouldn't he be contaminated by cause and effect and bring disaster upon himself?

Zhen Yuanzi was puzzled.

Hearing his words, the old ancestor Hongyun beside him also smiled bitterly.

"This... Young Master Changqing's thoughts are not something we can guess."

"In order to drink, he even dared to grab a lot of water from the River of Destiny."

Hongyun said with some emotion.

Looking at the direction where Gu Changqing disappeared, there was an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Even at this moment, Hong Yun was still shocked by the scene where Gu Changqing forcefully summoned the River of Destiny and grabbed the river water to make wine.

After hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi was even more dumbfounded.

After a long time, I was speechless.

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the other side!

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing and Xing Tian.

The two of them walked on endless auspicious clouds and headed straight towards the underworld.

With Gu Changqing's current reputation, naturally no powerful person would be so blind as to provoke this god of death.

On the contrary, wherever the two of them went, they attracted the gazes of all living beings.

Speechless all the way!

But after a moment, the two of them entered the underworld.

The underworld today is completely different from when it was first established.

As soon as I entered it, I felt endless Taoist power surging and the laws were vast, sweeping across the void.

clang.....

clang.....

Lines of divine chains of order condensed and stretched across the void, as if they were real and captivating.

In addition, in the vast underworld, faint screams and roars could be heard continuously.

That is the soul that has returned to the underworld.

Looking around, it was exactly as Xing Tian had said before.

All I could see was the eight hundred miles of Yellow Springs, with flowers of the other shore blooming everywhere.

The so-called red spider lily is also known as Lycoris radiata.

Its entire body is as red as blood, emitting a strange and eerie aura.

However, only the flowers are blooming, without a single leaf.

This is the magic of the red spider lily.

Flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, flowers and leaves cherish each other forever, never to see each other again!

When you are in it, you can feel the mysterious Taoist charm emanating from the flowers of the other shore.

Obviously, although this thing was born in the underworld, it is comparable to top-level spiritual roots such as Huangzhongli and Ginseng Fruit.

Looking at this scene, Gu Changqing showed a meaningful smile.

"Haha, not bad, not bad!"

"The flowers on the other shore bloom on the other shore, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, never to be seen again..."

"Wonderful... Wonderful..."

He sighed with a chuckle.

In Xing Tian's opinion, Gu Changqing was just happy because he had found top-quality brewing raw materials.

However, in Gu Changqing's heart, he was also lamenting the improvement of the underworld.

Just look at the endless red spider lilies and the majestic Taoist charm emanating from them.

It can also be seen that the underworld today has already expanded countless times.

You know, if it were according to the original number of days, Hou Tu had not even established the underworld and become a saint at this time.

In this way, it was not in vain that he had made arrangements in advance, which enabled Hou Tu to get the opportunity to become a saint countless years earlier.

Gu Changqing was quite satisfied.

Just as he was thinking about it.

I saw more than a dozen figures coming out from the depths of the underworld.

"Haha, we've met Fellow Daoist Changqing!"

Looking closely, they were none other than Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and the other twelve ancestor witches.

In addition, the ancestor of the Styx is also on the list.

Compared with Di Jiang and others, there was more respect and gratitude on the face of the old man of the Styx.

Now, practicing the way of reincarnation has benefited him a lot and improved him greatly.

And all of this depends on Gu Changqing's original work.

Therefore, the reaction of the Styx Patriarch is understandable.

In response to this, Gu Changqing also responded with a drunken smile:

"Haha, I have also met all of you fellow Taoists."

After a pause, Gu Changqing looked at Di Jiang and the others and continued:

"Now...uh...the catastrophe is imminent."

"My fellow Taoists, you seem quite calm and composed."

This was said carelessly.

However, to the ears of Di Jiang and others, it sounded like rumbling thunder.

Upon hearing this, Di Jiang and others looked stern.

Gu Changqing revealed that a great catastrophe was approaching, but Di Jiang and others were not surprised.

After all, the war between wizards and liches is a catastrophe that billions of living beings are paying attention to.

As long as some people are attentive, it is not difficult to infer that the million-year truce period has ended and the war is not far away.

But the important thing is that everyone heard a great sense of crisis from his words.

Zhu Rong immediately waved his hand and laughed:

"Haha, Brother Changqing is in a serious state."

"Those demons are nothing but a bunch of mixed-haired beasts."

"Once we, the Wu Clan, summon the Dutian Shensha formation, we will surely kill the demon clan and make rivers of blood flow, destroying them in one fell swoop."

Obviously, Zhu Rong was full of confidence.

As for the Dutian Shensha Formation, there was nothing hidden either.

After all, it had already been revealed once in front of everyone.

Such horrific means are also the greatest confidence of the witch clan.

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, Zhu Jiuyin, Gonggong and others on the side also nodded in agreement.

However, Gu Changqing smiled strangely, shook his head and said:

"Haha, is it the God of Heaven?"

"Although such a large formation is powerful, you must know that arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and those who deceive the enemy will perish."

Gu Changqing's words surprised Di Jiang and others again.

What does it mean?

If it weren't for their absolute trust in Gu Changqing, everyone would think that this was bad news for the Wu clan.

Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin and other ancestor witches looked at each other in confusion.

Only Hou Tu's expression changed slightly at this moment.

There was a strange look in his eyes when he looked at Gu Changqing.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, could it be that you have discovered some secrets?"

She asked so softly.

Hou Tu knew that every time Gu Changqing's seemingly meaningless "drunk talk" was not groundless.

What's more, warning the Witch Clan today was not in line with his unrestrained and taboo-free nature.

If that's the case, there's only one explanation.

It must be that Gu Changqing knows some unknown secret that is extremely unfavorable to the Witch Clan.

Therefore, Hou Tu asked.

After hearing her words, Gu Changqing did not try to be mysterious this time.

"Hehe...if the fate of the demon race remains unchanged."

"So... maybe I can be said to know."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and others suddenly fixed their eyes and were shocked.