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

In Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun sat there in amazement, looking into the ancient world.

What exactly is going on?

What happened in the prehistoric world during the days when I was in seclusion?

I want you to interfere with the Lich Calamity, not to directly participate in it.

With many questions in mind, Hongjun immediately began to deduce.

After a moment, Hongjun's expression became even gloomier.

"Bastard!"

"It's really something that can't do anything good, but is more likely to cause trouble."

The ones that Hongjun was cursing were naturally the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti.

During the deduction, he had already learned everything that had happened before.

However, Hongjun was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

This Jie Yin Zhunti is really stupid.

Firstly, as a saint, he plotted against juniors like the Ten Golden Crows.

This action has already fallen into the inferior category and is despised by all living beings.

What's more, as a saint from the West, it's unthinkable for Jie Yin and Zhunti to interfere in the affairs of the East.

Everyone knows without thinking that this must have been instructed by Daozu Hongjun.

Doesn't this bring disgrace to Hongjun?

Secondly, it’s okay for Jie Yin and Zhunti to do that.

The key point is that it was done so poorly that it was exposed.

Shame!

What a shame!

As a saint, Hongjun knew very well that if Zhunti was more cautious.

In other words, from the beginning to the end, he used the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to conceal all his own aura.

Then, perhaps it would be impossible for anyone to realize that he was the one who did all this.

But because of Zhunti's arrogance, he restored his original saintly appearance as soon as he left the demon court.

This cannot hide the cause and effect in the dark.

Hongjun was completely speechless.

Moreover, in addition to this, Hongjun also felt extremely frightened.

"What a great Gu Changqing!"

"When I helped Hou Tu become a saint, I did not discuss this with you."

"Now, the final battle between the witches and liches is imminent, are you still so ignorant of restraint that you want to interfere with the direction of the catastrophe?"

Hongjun muttered to himself, and a deep chill emerged in his eyes.

Not bad!

All of this was actually the work of Gu Changqing, which was why Hongjun was so shocked.

You know, the final battle between the Lich and the Warlock is imminent, and this catastrophe is about to come to an end.

Unexpectedly, Gu Changqing turned the demon clan's spearhead towards the Western religion.

In this way, even if Emperor Jun could vent his anger for the loss of his nine sons, the demon clan itself would also be seriously damaged.

On the other side, the Witch Clan watched a good show.

At the same time, while the demons are dealing with the Western religion, they can also recuperate and increase their strength.

As one race gains strength while the other loses strength, when the Lich and Wizard races go to war again, how should the Demon race respond?

Could it be that the final result can only be the destruction of the demon clan and the dominance of the witch clan?

Do not!

How is this possible?

As the spokesperson of Heaven, Hongjun knew very well that this was something Heaven's will would never allow to happen.

The general trend remains unchanged, but the minor trends can be changed!

No matter what, only the complete destruction of the two races of warlocks and liches can conform to the true trend and make the destiny of the world perfect.

Thinking of this in his heart, Hongjun couldn't help but frown.

Originally, having chosen to align himself with the Tao, Hongjun should have been calm and unmoved by external things.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel deeply irritated.

It is becoming increasingly complicated to restore the original number of days and set things right.

After pondering for a long time, Hongjun suddenly looked deeply towards Daluo Heaven and Kunlun Mountain.

"It's hard to say, it can only be like this..."

......

Let’s talk about the ancient world at this time!

Watching the scene where billions of demon creatures came out to attack the Western Church.

Gu Changqing picked up the wine gourd in his hand and drank the wine in big gulps from time to time.

At the same time, he smiled strangely:

"Hehe...it's lively, really lively!"

"This kind of primitive world is more... uh... interesting."

In the distance, the demon creatures used their magical powers to bring down their magic on the Western Church.

In an instant, the laws collapsed and the order was disrupted!

The little spiritual energy that the West had accumulated with great difficulty now fell apart, creating a chaotic scene.

Emperor Jun Taiyi was even more ruthless, with endless solar fire sweeping out from his body, burning down the sky.

Under the raging flames, all the spiritual roots and immortal herbs in the Western Religion withered in an instant, leaving no life behind.

Even if the immortal fruit has already grown, it has lost its luster and no longer has any medicinal properties.

More importantly, seeing all this, the Western Christians felt like crying but could do nothing about it.

"Don't fight back!"

"My Western religion...can no longer bear the consequences of any greater consequences."

Unexpectedly, Jie Yin suddenly spoke and shouted.

Helpless!

Deeply helpless!

Has the sage tradition ever been so aggrieved? !

But today, Gu Changqing first took control of cause and effect and infused it into the foundation of Western religion.

Today, the demon race is undoubtedly the protagonist of the catastrophe.

If a war breaks out between the Western religion and the demon race again, the consequences will reach a catastrophic level.

By then, there may be no possibility for Western religion to revive its orthodoxy.

Therefore, no matter how angry and unwilling he was, Jie Yin had no choice but to warn his disciples in this way.

After hearing his words, all the disciples of the Western Sect could only look angry, but they kept dodging the attacks of the demons.

Watching these scenes, Gu Changqing felt that the wine in his hand became even more fragrant.

"hehe......"

"You are too clever and calculated, but it may cost you your life..."

He said this to himself while drunk.

These words can be said to be the best summary of Jie Yin Zhunti.

When the latter secretly plotted and even wanted Gu Changqing to take the blame for him, did he ever think that they would face such a result?

Listen to Gu Changqing's words.

At the side, Xuanming, the ancestor of ice, also had a smile on his face.

"Hehe, isn't this all thanks to Fellow Daoist Changqing?"

"With his own strength, he laid out plans between heaven and earth, and even forced the demon race to take action against the saints' lineage."

"Throughout history, no one else has been able to accomplish such an unprecedented feat."

Xuan Ming giggled sweetly. As the only female among the eleven ancient witches, she was also extremely beautiful with a gorgeous figure.

Her charming smile can make the world pale in comparison, it is so beautiful beyond words.

Of course, only in front of Gu Changqing would he show his little girl side.

On weekdays, Xuanming's strength and tyranny make all living beings feel terrified.

As soon as she finished speaking, Di Jiang also spoke up and echoed:

"Not bad!"

"This time, we, the Wu Clan, really want to thank Fellow Daoist Changqing!"

Hearing the praises and words of gratitude from the ancient witches, Gu Changqing remained silent.

However, at this moment, his mind couldn't help but be filled with thoughts.

"If I hadn't known the nature of Jie Yin Zhunti earlier."

"Perhaps, it is not so easy to succeed..."