To live in the floods [ floods ]

The residence of the Wu tribe in Buzhou Mountain.

Gonggong kicked the door aggressively, and slapped the sheepskin on the table, attracting the attention of the rest of the people.

"The green hill jointly defended by the Gonggong tribe and the Zhurong tribe has been occupied by the demon tribe again." Gonggong was very angry, and looked questioningly at Zhu Rong, who was wearing a fire snake in his ear on his left.

Zhu Rong's face was ugly, he slapped the table and stood up abruptly: "What do you mean? Are you questioning me? Let me tell you that all the witches in our Zhu Rong tribe are indomitable heroes, and every one of them has died on the Lich battlefield." All the blood!"

Gonggong's voice was sharp: "Then can you tell me why among the defense lines that the Gonggong tribe cooperates with, only the place that is stationed with your tribe keeps missing?"

Gonggong said loudly: "Could it be that the Yaozu deliberately picked the place where our two tribes were stationed to attack!"

"Ha." Zhu Rong said disdainfully, "Naturally, it's because the members of your Gonggong tribe are all cowards, dragging the Zhurong tribe down."

This strike hit Gonggong's heart. Gonggong is the ancestor witch of water, and his standing strength is weaker than the twelve ancestor witches. He has always been taboo about this. Now that Zhu Rong said so in full view, he was hitting him. Face.

"Do you think you are so powerful, you can't even defeat the descendants of Sanqing and you are still being attacked by that long-haired beast in your own tribe..." Gonggong managed to arouse Zhu Rong's anger with his indiscriminate words.

Zhu Rong's face was flushed, and he was about to draw out his weapon to fight Gong Gong to the death.

The other ancestral witches on one side hurriedly fought back, Hou Tu grabbed Zhu Rong's sleeves, and softly persuaded: "We brothers and sisters are all one family, and the Yaozu is in front at this time, we should unite."

Zhu Rong waved his hand angrily, pushed the back soil away, and walked directly outside the house.

"Houtu, don't worry about him, Zhu Rong just doesn't like us." Just like water and soil, Gonggong, the ancestor witch of water, and Houtu, the ancestor witch of earth, have the best relationship among the twelve ancestor witches. Second Patriarch Wuli is a group with weaker combat power.

Gong Gong supported a staggered Hou Tu who was pushed by Zhu Rong, and his anger grew even stronger.

Houtu sighed, tried to persuade him a few more words, and gestured to the other ancestor witches with his eyes to persuade them, but the others didn't seem to see him.

After Gonggong left angrily, Houtu couldn't help complaining: "You don't persuade Zhu Ronghe Gonggong, we are all one family, why are we so deadlocked?"

Di Jiang frowned slightly: "Gong Gong is indeed saying too much. Zhu Rong was plotted against many times before, and it was not his intention."

"But this time it's clearly Zhu Rong's fault. No matter what, he shouldn't say that the Gonggong tribe is cowardly." Houtu blamed softly.

But no one agreed with Houtu.

Only Xuanming Echo, who is also a witch like Houtu: "The Zhurong tribe kills the most monsters every time, and the Gonggong tribe kills the least monsters every time."

In the concept of the Wu Clan, strong is strong, weak is weak, and it is understandable for the strong to scold the weak.

Houtu pursed his lips, and his face was not good-looking. After all, the Houtu tribe also killed less demons.

"You guys are going to have trouble sooner or later." Out of concern for the overall situation, Hou Tu still mentioned a sentence, but Di Jiang waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.

After Zhu Rong strode out of the main hall angrily, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He wished Rong to work hard for the Wu Clan, and countless big monsters died in his hands.The Zhurong tribe under him are all good men who dare to die for the Wu tribe, how can they be questioned by others.

In particular, Gonggong didn't know how to talk about his two sneak attacks, and he was still angry if he didn't mention it.While he was recovering from his injuries, the Gonggong tribe took advantage of their Zhurong tribe.

Could it be that Gong Gong felt that Zhu Rong didn't hear any of the rumors of those cowards in their tribe?

At the border between Gonggong and Zhurong tribes, two big witches were fighting with their upper body naked.

Zhu Rong passed by here, originally he didn't care about this small conflict between the big witches, but suddenly said, "Don't be beaten like your ancestor witches by the little girl's film..."

"What a Gonggong tribe!" Zhu Rong was furious. His anger went straight to his heart and burned his mind. He went up and punched the big witch of Gonggong tribe to death.

But it happened to be seen by Gonggong who was half a step late. Gonggong's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted: "Zhu Rong, I have tolerated you to be so cruel to my tribe. Today I will fight you to the death!"

All of a sudden, sand and rocks flew in the dark, the two thousand-foot giants beat into darkness, and the entire Buzhou Mountain seemed to be torn apart.

The earth was trembling, and the wails of the creatures resounded throughout Buzhou Mountain. Both Zhu Rong and Gong Gong's eyes were reddened. The warlikeness of the Wu clan was vividly displayed on them. Both of them were seriously injured, but the blood turned their battle Intentionally stimulated more vigorously.

In the distance, a great witch finally broke through the soundproof barrier and broke into the meeting hall: "Every ancestor witch, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong are fighting!"

Only then did the rest of the ancestral witches react and rushed out to stop it.

Di Jiang took the lead and scolded angrily: "Gonggong, stop!"

It turned out that in their hearts, I was no match for Zhu Rong.

Hearing Di Jiang's stop, Gonggong's heart suddenly became cold, and he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly:

"I, Gonggong, have lived my whole life worthy of the witch clan, and I am by no means a coward! Since you all look down on me, there is no point in living for me!"

With tears in the corners of Gonggong's eyes, his figure turned into the largest, and he directly bumped into Buzhou Mountain with the determination to die together.

"No!" Hou Tu yelled sadly.

But it's too late.

The pillar of heaven is broken, and the dimension of the earth is broken.The sky tilts to the northwest, the sun, the moon and the stars move; the earth lacks the southeast, and floods arise.

All the creatures in the prehistoric world felt it, and all the creatures wailed in unison, and the mountain collapsed.

Strong causal evil force surged from the prehistoric land and entangled all the witches.

In the Jiuchong Tianting, Di Jun's tense spine suddenly relaxed, his face was complicated, and his heart was full of emotions.

It turned out to be a success, and it turned out to be such a consequence.

For a moment, Di Jun couldn't tell whether it was the joy of killing Gong Gong, seriously injuring Zhu Rong, and letting the Wu Clan entangle them with boundless evil forces prevailed, or the pity of the creatures of the prehistoric world prevailed.

On Kunlun Mountain, Shang Qian, who was teaching Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming, got up abruptly, his brain buzzing.

Then Shang Qian quickly regained his composure, a scale and a fiery red feather appeared in his hand and shot at Yun Xiao and Zhao Gongming respectively.

"Yunxiao, you take the ancestral dragon scales to the Dragon Clan, and let them stabilize the four seas and the waterways of the world; Zhao Gongming, you take the Yuanfeng Tail Feather and take Kong Xuan to the Immortal Volcano, and tell the Feng Clan to stabilize the fire and prevent the volcano from erupting."

After Yun Xiao and Zhao Gongming left, Shang Qian took out his birth and death book and tapped it with his knuckles.

"Notify the Qilin clan to let them stabilize the prehistoric land line." Life and death Bo remained motionless, but Shang Qian knew that Zu Qilin's soul would inform the Qilin clan of the news.

After a series of instructions, Shang Qian rubbed his temples with a headache, and quickly thought about what else he could do to reduce the loss.

By the way, we must also prevent evil spirits from causing troubles and taking the opportunity to harm the world.

Shang Qian took out the communication mirror, looked at Di Jun and said, "Restrain the monsters, and don't let them take advantage of the chaos to come out and harm Honghuang."

Without waiting for Dijun's reply to exchange money, he closed the communication mirror, rushed directly to Biyou Palace, and asked Tongtian to take him to Wahuang Palace 33 days away.

After seeing Nuwa, Shang Qian quickly said, "Buzhou Mountain has collapsed, so please ask Empress Nuwa to mend the sky with the way of good fortune."

Nuwa's face froze, and she looked at the sky and the earth, only then did she see a crack in the sky on Mount Buzhou, which was rapidly growing in size.

"Okay." Nuwa answered concisely, grabbed her breath and began to mend the sky with the power of good fortune.

A small crack was quickly repaired, and before Shang Qian could smile, it quickly cracked open again.

Nuwa frowned slightly: "The breath of soil is useless."

When several people were confused, Hongjun's voice sounded: "Five-colored stones mend the sky, and there are big turtles in the East China Sea that can be used as pillars of heaven."

After receiving the correct information, everyone quickly started to act, and Tong Tian rushed to the East China Sea with his sword in hand.

Nuwa beckoned, and hundreds of five-color stones from the prehistoric land fell into the alchemy furnace.

"The next thing is to wait for 81 days." Nu Wa relaxed a little.

Shangqian was very anxious, 81 days, and the whole prehistoric world would have to stay for 81 days under such rainy conditions.

How can this work, what about her weak and pitiful human race...

Shang Qian took a deep breath, quickly recalled the things deep in his memory, and turned to Nuwa, "Why don't we try to increase the temperature and add spiritual energy to speed up the reaction?"

Nuwa: "?"

In the end, Lao Tzu, a professional alchemist, was invited to increase the temperature under the alchemy furnace by three times. Nu Wa channeled all her good fortune into the alchemy furnace, and even added a stream of primordial purple air as a catalyst...

As for how the primordial purple qi came from, Hongjun remained silent, as if he wasn't the one who said righteously in Zixiao Palace that "the prehistoric purple qi is gone".

On the contrary, Lao Tzu took a deep look at Shang Qian after Hong Jun silently left with the primordial purple air that acted as a catalyst, and revealed a mysterious and unpredictable smile.

After raising the reaction rate to the maximum, the sky-replenishing five-color spiritual liquid was refined in just nine days.

Then there was Nvwa who mended the sky. Due to her fast reaction, there was only a small crack in the sky above Buzhou Mountain, and Nvwa quickly blurred it layer by layer.

The purple-gold cloud of merit filled the air and quickly divided into several parts. The largest part fell on Nuwa, and the two parts fell on Lao Tzu and Tong Tian.

Tong Tian just closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm feeling for a while, then twitched the corners of his mouth.Tsk, it's useless to a saint, forget it, just take a bath.

A slightly smaller portion fell on Shang Qian, and Shang Qian's cultivation quickly shot up like a rocket.

The rest is divided into several parts, each falling on the dragon, phoenix, unicorn and Yaozu, and some bits and pieces, which fall on the individuals who have contributed to the prehistoric times according to their contributions.

Shang Qian, who had consolidated his cultivation base and used the technique of concealment to hide his realm, opened his eyes and sighed contentedly.

——Knowledge is power. This sentence is so true. It seems that science cannot be left behind while cultivating Taoism.

The effect of analogy this time was unexpectedly good, and she could discuss the relationship between chemistry and alchemy with the uncle when she went back.

Scientific cultivation starts with me.

This time, Gonggong ran into Buzhou Mountain angrily. Because of its timely response and proper response, the prehistoric creatures were not greatly affected.

In addition to the Wu Clan, there would be a lot of evil power without the ancestor witch.

At the same time, Di Jun was studying hard in Tianting, and on the table was a jade tube from an unnamed top student.

"Introduction to Psychology"

"Teaching You Hands-On Psychological Warfare"

"The heart of playing tactics is dirty"

……

Di Jun thought seriously, who else does Zhu Rong have conflicts with?

This guy is so good to use.Di Jun decided that after he defeated the Wu Clan and dominated the Great Desolation, he must give Zhu Rong a "Best Contribution Award"...