[Honghuang] Every time I go through calamities, I see Zulong hatching eggs

200 years after Xi He's death, the witch-slaying sword forged by the Yaozu's grievances was finally completed. Holding this sword, Di Jun felt that no matter how many grievances he had, he could use this sword to settle it.

In order to forge the sword, Di Jun chose to forbear for the time being, and has not taken the initiative to start a war with the Wu Clan for 200 years.This time, he dispatched troops and generals to gather most of the monster clans with combat effectiveness, and headed towards the gathering place of the witch clan in a mighty manner.

Di Jiang had long felt that it was unreasonable for the Yaozu to only be beaten without fighting back for such a long time, so he sent his subordinates to closely monitor the movements of the Heavenly Court. After waiting for more than 200 years, he finally waited for Di Jun to make any more movements. He laughed and called the ancestor witches together Arise and prepare for battle.

This time the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together, just as they were about to sacrifice the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods as usual, but they did not expect that Di Jun would take a step ahead. A sharp sword with a handle as black as ink, slashed across the sword, directly splitting the mat into two sections.

Because Ruo Shoushou was Hou Yi's patriarch, Di Jun transferred part of his hatred for Hou Yi to Ruo Shou Tou, so he naturally wanted to use him to unseal the Witch Sword.

Lishou's flesh and blood were flying, and all the ancestors and witches were shocked for a while. It is necessary to know that the most powerful body of the witch clan is invincible and invincible, but he was chopped into two pieces like chopping tofu.Especially after Liao Shou's body was cut across, the blood flowed horizontally, and there was no reaction at all, it seemed that the soul had been destroyed, which made the ancestor witches feel uneasy.

Di Jiang was the head of the ancestral witches, and when Di Jun just took out the witch-slaying sword, his heart was beating non-stop, and he was panicked.

At this time, Ji Wujiu was looking down in the sky thousands of miles high, and saw that the harvest had been destroyed, so he beckoned to gather up the corpse, and when he looked down again, he saw Di Jun approaching the Wu tribe calmly and summoning him out With Pangu's fleshy body, he cut off Pangu's limbs one after another like chopping a watermelon with his hand.

Immediately, the physical body could no longer condense, and the severed limbs turned into Tianwu, Shebishi, Xuanming, and Jumang respectively. The four had died of exhaustion, and Ji Wujiu took a piece of flesh and blood into his sleeves, gently shook his head.

If it is said that the demon clan's luck has greatly declined because of the monster clan itself, then the witch clan's luck has been wiped out by the monster clan. With a ancestor witch being beheaded by Emperor Jun, Ji Wujiu can see In the long river of fate, the tributary of luck belonging to the Wu clan dried up little by little.

It's just that the Wu clan is not willing to sit still. After witnessing the power of the black long sword in Dijun's hand, Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of the fire, raised his head to the sky and screamed suddenly, dissipated all his cultivation, and slammed into Dijun's sword hilt .

Di Jun was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew the sword to take it back, but unexpectedly, Zhu Rong was covered in flames, and all the fine fire from countless years of practice poured into the Wu Tu Sword, burning up this sharp weapon specially restrained from the Wu Clan.

Ji Wujiu looked at it with a sneer smile, it wasn't that the witch-slaying sword that the Yaozu had put so much effort into refining was destroyed so easily - it wasn't because of Di Jun's carelessness or because of Zhu Rong's strength, but because it was impossible Let Dijun cut off all the ancestral witches so simply, so the witch-slaying sword must be destroyed.

Di Jun also didn't expect how the witch-slaying sword, which had killed the Quartet just now, would be destroyed because of an ancestral witch's self-explosion, so he was stunned unconsciously.

But seeing that Di Jiang's expression was gloomy, the fact that more than half of his brothers died one after another had already burned him out of his mind, and while Di Jun was distracted, he risked his life to kill him.

But Tai Yi rushed over from the side and helped Di Jun block the blow, but he was seriously injured, vomiting blood again and again, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

If there are still twelve leaders of the Wu Clan, even if the Xibei who were forcibly promoted to take over Houtu's position are subtracted, there are still eleven. Even if Di Jun chopped off five and blew up one , and nearly half of them remain.

As for the monster clan, there are only two leaders in total. After Tai Yi is abolished, it is equivalent to half of the combat power. The two sides remained on par in their heydays. At this time, their respective strengths were halved and returned to balance.

It's just that today is different from the past. It is true that Di Jun is full of hatred, and the ancestral witches also hate each other to death. After all, Di Jun just hacked to death many of their brothers.

Both sides played a real fight this time, unwilling to stop it as usual, wishing to tear each other's face.

For a while, the battle was very fierce, and lasted for nearly a hundred years. Taiyi, who was seriously injured, was besieged by two ancestral witches.

Obviously, this method of killing one thousand enemies and destroying two thousand was not popular before, but Xi He and Tai Yi blew themselves up.While sighing, Ji Wujiu used his hands to gather up the flying flesh and blood.

If it is said that he collected the flesh and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches for the purpose of building a small guardhouse on the stars in the future, Taiyi's flesh and blood would seem useless.

But Ji Wujiu hesitated a few times, and still put away part of Taiyi's flesh and blood.

——It's not that he's so cruel that he wants to eat Jinwu meat, the main reason is that it doesn't look delicious, not to mention that Tai Yi is an acquaintance, so eating it will cause psychological barriers.

Ji Wujiu intends to use these flesh and blood to reshape the body of the eldest prince in the future. Although the Jinwu spirit is extremely domineering, it is the flesh and blood of the eldest prince's uncle. Where is the original physical body?

It's a pity that most of the flesh and blood were destroyed when Tai Yi blew himself up, and Ji Wujiu only collected enough flesh and blood to make up half of the little Golden Crow, but he was not in a hurry, after all, there was still a big Golden Crow alive.

Sure enough, Di Jun saw Tai Yi explode on his front feet, his eyes were about to burst, and he was in pain. The Hetu Luoshu in his hand no longer protected his body, but attacked the remaining ancestral witches like crazy, but unexpectedly, a scorpion suddenly shot out from the side. The figure usurped Hetu Luoshu forcibly at an incomparably tyrannical speed, and flew away with it in its mouth.

This person is the demon master Kunpeng. It turns out that when Kunpeng was admitted to the Heavenly Court by Emperor Jun Taiyi, he was forced by them with his power, and he was not willing to do so.Although Yaohuang and Donghuang treated each other with courtesy after taking office in the Heavenly Court, there was always a grudge in his heart.

Afterwards, the fate of the Yaozu went downhill, and Dijun and Taiyi were fascinated by the authorities, but Kunpeng saw it very clearly. He felt that he should not be dragged down by the Yaozu Heaven, and had been thinking hard about a way out.

This time, the Yaozu and Wuzu fought again after 200 years. It was okay when the Yaozu had the upper hand at first, but when Taiyi was seriously injured, Kunpeng's mind became active.

Seeing Tai Yi blew himself up and died at this time, he was even more sure that it was not a long-term solution to hang out with the Demon Emperor. Seeing that this fellow died successively of his son, wife and younger brother within hundreds of years, it was clear that he was not pleased by the Dao of Heaven, how could he Involved by this group of people?

In addition, Kunpeng and Dijun have comprehended Hetu Luoshu for many years, and know that this treasure has all kinds of advantages. If he can seize the opportunity to snatch it, it will not be in vain for him to work for the Yaozu Heavenly Court for so many years.

Kunpeng did what he said, and Dijun's heart was disturbed by Taiyi's death at this time, and his control over the magic weapon was a little weaker. Besides, Kunpeng was quite familiar with Hetu Luoshu, so he actually snatched the treasure in one fell swoop. Not daring to delay for a moment, he hurriedly fled to the land of Beiming.

Di Jun was so angry that he vomited blood, wishing he could swallow Kunpeng alive, but at this point, he was powerless to retaliate. Seeing that he had lost his magic weapon, Di Jiang and others surrounded him with grim smiles. No matter how scruples they are, they will detonate their primordial spirits at the right time, and walk the road of dying together.

Tai Yi blew himself up after being seriously injured, so the power was naturally not as good as before, but Di Jun was in the heyday of the quasi-sage, and his power was extremely extraordinary. Suddenly, there was a mess below, and even the extremely solid Great Desolate Continent was shaken.

After several months, everything finally calmed down, and the land below was a mess and devastated.Of course the Demon Emperor and the Eastern Emperor no longer existed, the twelve ancestor witches also suffered heavy casualties, and even Di Jiang was seriously injured and died. Only one ancestor witch, Gong Gong, was far away from Di Jun when the incident happened, but he was only seriously injured. Not killed.

I saw Gonggong looking around in a daze, as if he couldn't accept the tragic death of all eleven brothers for a while.

After a long time, he looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, with tears all over his face, showing a look of pain.Gong Gong is the god of water, and Zhu Rong, the god of fire, is incompatible with each other, but there is also a deep friendship between the two in the process of quarreling endlessly.

Now that Zhu Rong is gone, Dijiang is gone, all the ancestral witches are gone, and there is only one living alone in the world. .

The shamans don't like to think, but the ancestral witches are not completely stupid. Gonggong was shocked by the news of the death of all the ancestral witches, and his brain stopped froze, but he figured out many things.

——For the first immeasurable catastrophe in the world in the past, the dragon, phoenix, and kylin tribes suffered heavy casualties, and none of the three chiefs got a good death—even the ancestor dragon who was rumored to have an affair with the Wuji sage in the prehistoric era was killed in Longquan Cave Sealed endless years.

Ancestral Dragon is still so miserable with a saint, let alone others, no, the two great emperors of the Yaozu all died, the primordial spirit blew up, and nine of the twelve ancestor witches also lost, leaving him to survive.

——Their real enemy is not the monster race, but the way of heaven, which is unkind and treats all things as dogs!The anger in Gonggong's heart was beyond words, and he ignored it any longer. With a howl of anger, he ran for tens of thousands of miles and bumped his head against the pillar of Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain was transformed from its own backbone when Pan Gu opened up the world, and its pillars not only supported Buzhou Mountain, but also supported the prehistoric world.

Gong Gong actually launched an attack on Mount Buzhou, and actually smashed the sky pillar. The sky pillar collapsed, and even the blue sky lost weight.

However, in this lich catastrophe, although only Ji Wujiu dared to float above the battlefield to watch the excitement, the other saints, even if they dared not to be present, paid close attention to the development of the situation on this side.

When the monster clan and the witch clan suffered heavy casualties, none of the saints felt that there was anything wrong. In the eyes of the saints, they dared to use tens of thousands of living beings as pawns, let alone these small creatures of the two races. The Yaozu are worried, and no one really cares about the life and death of the Yaozu and Wuzu.

At this time, Nuwa also had mixed feelings in her heart. Not only were the two leaders of the demon tribe dead, but her elder brother Fuxi was also killed by the Nine Heavens Gang Qi stirred up by Pan Gu's body before it was broken. .

The eyes of several saints around her fell on her, and Nuwa also knew that the Yaozu used the resentment of the human race to forge swords, and their luck was exhausted, and they could not turn things around by themselves.

She didn't dare to act rashly, so she could only take advantage of the chaos to protect her brother's spirit, gather him back to Wa Palace, and wait for the matter to develop.

Seeing that Gonggong smashed Buzhou Mountain with one head, Nuwa was very angry. To destroy the Buzhou Mountain Tianzhu.

Seeing that the sky was broken, Nuwa just wanted to do something to help Tiandao, so as to save her brother a lifeline, so she worked hard and searched for colorful stones all over the world, intending to refine them and use them to mend the sky.

But Ji Wujiu looked at the broken blue sky and shook his head, pondered for a while, and finally gave up the idea of ​​letting Zulong step in on the way to mend the sky.After all, when Nuwa created humans, they also followed them. If they stick to Nuwa every time, they will inevitably suffer from karma, and it is not easy to pay back the favor of a saint.

What's more, Nuwa uses this merit of mending the sky for other purposes. She wants to use this to save her husband and elder brother. Ji Wujiu didn't intend to do bad things to good people, so he shook his hands to protect the surviving human race near Buzhou Mountain. Transfer to the foot of West Kunlun.

He wondered where Zulong had gone, and saw Zulong leaping over with joy at the first glance, holding a familiar scroll and album in his hands, stuffing them into his hands like offering treasures.

Ji Wujiu took a look and laughed: "I'm still wondering why the people of Buzhou Mountain are in trouble, why don't you go to protect them quickly, so it turns out that you are doing black and black?"

In Zulong's hand was clearly Emperor Jun's companion magic weapon, Hetu Luoshu, and Kunpeng joyfully ran back to the land of Beiming with the treasure in his hands, but Zulong beat the sap on the way and snatched it away.

For Kunpeng's shameless behavior of betraying the master, Zulong looked down upon him very much. As the boss of the dragon clan, his thinking mode is the same as that of all bosses. Especially when a subordinate like Kunpeng who has boundless magic power stabs a knife in the back with a double heart, the damage it causes is huge.

If Kunpeng hadn't snatched Hetu Luoshu at a critical moment, causing Dijun's combat power to be greatly reduced and his mind to be in a state of confusion, the outcome of this battle might be unknown.Zulong didn't like Dijun very much, and he didn't care about Dijun's life or death, but he looked down on Kunpeng's behavior very much.

——What makes him even more irritated is that Kunpeng does not want to grab Taiyi’s Donghuang Bell, but insists on grabbing Dijun’s Hetu Luoshu—this is the tuition fee that Dijun entrusts his son’s son with West Kunlun. Kunpeng dared to rob him with black hands, it was too much to bully his master's temper.

Kunpeng, who was happiest when he robbed the baby, was hit by a sap to fight against the robbery, but he really didn't know that Hetu Luoshu was given a verbal check by Di Jun to the Wugui sage, otherwise he would be given ten guts He didn't dare to grab it either!

This mood is the same as flying above the nine heavens, being raked into the latrine by someone, but fortunately not dead, Kunpeng not only lost his treasure, but was also beaten half to death by a sack, and the bird's wings were torn He came down to the side, and now he is huddled in the Beiming cave, licking his wound tearfully.

Zulong smiled and gave the dirt to Ji Wujiu, said seriously: "This treasure is so extraordinary, only brother Ji deserves to have it."

These words are by no means aimless. On the way back from Beiming, Zulong looked through Hetu Luoshu curiously for a long time. In his eyes, this thing was purely a heavenly book. What is it.

Ji Wujiu didn't refuse, put Hetu Luoshu away, and gave him a wink: "Follow me."

Zu Long felt that he seemed to have ulterior motives, and wondered if he wanted to take him to do some bad things, so he cheered up and followed him, but he saw Ji Wujiu walking all the way to the Nine Heavens, passing the already empty Yaozu Tianting, came to the place where Dijun once used to place hibiscus wood.

Of course, the hibiscus tree has been transplanted to West Kunlun by Emperor Jun to nourish the spirit of the eldest prince, and there is an empty tree pit left here, but in the south, there is a place called Tanggu, which is contaminated with a lot of spirits. With the pure sun energy, Ji Wujiu chose a place to land, and wiped his hands around, isolating the outside breath.

Looking at his appearance, Zu Long was even more sure that there must be something shady and good, so he leaned over and said softly: "What's wrong?"

Ji Wujiu took out a ball of blood from his sleeve, was about to speak, felt something was wrong, took a closer look, shook his head and said: "It's not this ball."

As he spoke, he changed another ball, which was very similar in breath and color to the one he took out before.Ji Wujiu pointed to this group: "Take a closer look and see if it's my illusion?"

Zu Long naturally repays his great god with [-]% trust, since the great god said yes, it must be, he also knows that Ji Wujiu let him feel it, because there are some things he can't say, he needs to understand it by himself.

Zulong then took the blood stain, concentrated his senses, and saw that there was an extremely weak remnant soul still alive in this small blood stain, he was surprised and pleasantly surprised, and looked at the plan inquiringly. Blameless glance.

This breath is exactly Tai Yi's. It turns out that the Eastern Emperor Bell carried by Tai Yi is extremely domineering, and almost monopolizes Sunstar's luck.

The existence of Ji Wujiu actually affected the gestation of the prehistoric world from the very beginning, so many creatures that should have died completely survived, such as the three ancestors, the dragon, the phoenix, the unicorn, and the eldest prince of the monster race. List.

But Taiyi's survival has nothing to do with him, this person should not die, and will occupy a very important place in the heaven in the future.Ji Wujiu injected a little mana into the remnant soul to preserve its vitality, after some calculations, he sighed: "No, this is not a big or small trouble, I can't let it go."

Anything that is small and cute is naturally likable, but when it grows up, it will not be so cute, so Ji Wujiu is willing to bother the eldest prince, but he is not so kind to Taiyi and Dijun. The entanglement between the two of them is also too big, and they can't be provoked casually.

It was also an accident that Ji Wujiu found this remnant soul, he was purely thinking of reshaping the body for the eldest prince, gathering up the remaining flesh and blood of Tai Yi and Di Jun, but he did not expect to find that Tai Yi was not dead yet.

Since people deserve to die, Ji Wujiu has no intention of strangling his life, he always likes to be a human being, but he doesn't intend to bother about how to arrange Tai Yi's life in the future.

Zu Long met his eyes, understood his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Brother Ji is naturally kind, but Tai Yi is the Eastern Emperor of the Monster Race, so I am afraid that Empress Nuwa will have her own calculations."

One sentence solved most of the matter, Ji Wujiu was not willing to take this hot potato, but Nuwa was also a ready-made victim, he also felt reasonable after hearing this, pulled Zulong's hand, and said happily: "What did you say? That’s right, that’s how it should be considered.”

It's just that Nuwa is busy searching for five-colored stones to mend the sky. This is a matter of great merit and should not be disturbed lightly. They will first bring Taiyi's spirit back to West Kunlun to be raised together with the eldest prince's spirit. Wait until Nuwa finishes her work before sending it to him.

Thinking that Taiyi and the eldest prince are blood-related uncles and nephews after all, the two of them getting together will help repair both souls, and the eldest prince may feel better after seeing his relatives. This is a win-win situation.

Ji Wujiu was in a good mood, he couldn't hold back and said: "The Golden Crows are so envied by heaven, first eight Golden Crows were shot to death, and then three were self-destructed, we will have a good time to comfort the Eldest Prince, we have worked so hard to raise the baby , not to be used as a bird bomb."

He suddenly thought of the war between a certain country in the later generations, one after another tied bombs to do suicide attacks. Human lives are worthless, but it can’t be so bad. If one died, his wife and children would also be bombs under the urging of hatred. The hatred snowballed and grew bigger and bigger, so similar to what happened to the Golden Crows this time.

Zu Long also felt sorry for him. People who have children are always a little more tolerant towards the younger generation. Thinking of the eldest prince who is depressed all day long, he sighed: "I am also worried that the eldest prince will not let go of this, but fortunately I heard from Xiaofeng that he doesn't like to talk in front of many people, but when he is alone with Xiaofeng, he is not taciturn."

Ji Wujiu nodded in response, thinking that when Nuwa gathered all the five-colored stones, he would have to go and see for himself. Nuwa repairing the sky is a major event that can be as famous as Nuwa's creation of humans. Come to the wilderness to live again, and have never seen it with his own eyes. , that will really leave regrets.

Ji Wujiu also thought that if there were scraps left over, he would pick up a few pieces himself, maybe he could build Ji Wukong, Ji Baoyu or something to play with.