Chapter 63 The big drama begins, the death of Dong Wanggong

"What if I say there is a chance that you two don't have to pay back?" Di Jun said in a deep voice.

Zhunti's pupils shrank, and Jie Yin closed his eyes, but the trembling eyelids also showed the unrest in Jie Yin's heart.

"What did you say?" Zhunti looked at Di Jun.

"There is no need for two Taoist friends to take action. The two Taoist friends only need to invite Zhen Yuanzi to come to the western land to discuss Taoism for thousands of years." Di Jun said in a deep voice.

Jie Yin, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Di Jun: "The Taoist friend has a plan."

Di Jun smiled.

"Then that's it. I have never been to the Western Land. You two just asked Zhen Yuanzi to come over to discuss the Tao." Di Jun said with a smile, and then disappeared into the hall.

With a trace of thought in Zhunti's eyes, Zhunti said in a deep voice: "Emperor Jun wants to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Borrow our hands to stop Zhen Yuanzi." Jie Yin then said.

"If you do this, you will completely offend Zhen Yuanzi." Jie Yin said with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"Senior brother, we have no choice and cannot choose. The cause and effect of the two saints is too great." Zhunti said slowly, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Jie Yin closed his eyes and didn't say anything, but he already explained what the two of them were going to do.

Compared to offending Zhen Yuanzi, the cause and effect of the two saints is really too great.

Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng had a smile on his lips.

"The drama is about to take place." Yuan Meng murmured, with a glint in his eyes.

Hongyun's death is destined. Even if he doesn't die in this calculation, he will die because of other things.

Yuan Meng has no intention of changing this.

How can Hongyun become the Earth Emperor Shennong among the Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth and Man in later generations?

Everything is determined.

"What are you laughing at?" Yuan Huang looked at Yuan Meng and asked curiously.

"The great drama of the ancient times is about to begin." Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Yuanhuang shook his head helplessly and did not bother Yuanmeng.

Time passes slowly.

On the Wu Clan side.

The friction between them and the demon clan has become more and more intense recently. Both sides are no longer restraining themselves. As long as they encounter each other, either you will die or I will die.

The Witch Clan is also one of the warlike races.

The same goes for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they are all non-cowardly existences.

But because of Hongyun.

Neither Di Jun nor Tai Yi paid attention to the friction with the Wu clan recently.

In their eyes, getting the Hongmeng Purple Qi is more important than anything else.

However, they were still waiting for the two Westerners to invite Zhen Yuanzi to discuss Taoism.

East China Sea.

On a fairy island in the East China Sea.

This is the territory of Duke Dong, and the entire Immortal Island is filled with rogue cultivators. As for these rogue cultivators, they are basically none.

An existence without background, resources and race.

That’s why it’s called casual cultivator.

But the number is also quite large, exceeding hundreds of millions.

The leader was naturally Dong Wangong, and then Dong Wangong expanded.

Feeling that he was very powerful and capable, he decided to take over the prehistoric sea area first.

According to the original historical trajectory, the Eastern Prince did indeed capture the ancient East China Sea. After all, the Dragon Clan was completely in decline in the original trajectory.

Basically, all the pure-blooded dragons are dead, and the rest, including the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas in later generations, are all these things.

As a powerful figure in the early stage of Quasi-Sainthood, it is not surprising that Duke Dong Wang took over the declining Dragon Clan.

But that was the original thing.

Now, because of Yuanmeng's intervention, the elites of the dragon clan are still there, and Zulong has become the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. There are five sub-sages in the dragon clan.

Not to mention the quasi-sage.

It turned out that Prince Dong was destroyed in the hands of Di Jun and Tai Yi.

But now.

Duke Dongwang led his own force, Zifu, and it could be said that he went out in full force, just to win this battle beautifully for himself.

Then, based on the ancient times, he dreamed of overthrowing the demon clan of Emperor Jun Taiyi and sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven.

Become the true leader of male immortals.

This battle made all the great supernatural powers turn their attention to the East China Sea.

These people with great supernatural powers also want to see what kind of heritage the three innate tribes that have existed since ancient times have. After all, the three innate tribes originally gave gifts.

But there are literally a hundred innate spiritual treasures.

That is an innate spiritual treasure. It can be said that the three innate clans are extremely rich.

Duke Dongwang set off directly with his mighty army.

The dragon palace pointing directly to the East China Sea.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the East China Sea.

Ao Mie! !

One of the sub-sages of the Dragon Clan!

At the same time, they are also pure-blooded dragons, the strongest dragons besides the ancestral dragons.

"Kill!!!" The moment countless Zifu immortals saw Ao Mie, their eyes filled with boundless killing intent.

Prince Dong looked at Ao Mie with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

He didn't think Ao Mie was stronger than him. The Ao Mie he felt in Zixiao Palace Bell was only at the quasi-sage level, but he must have known that Ao Mie and others had restrained their aura.

Ao Mie looked at this scene with no expression on his face.

The original war between the three clans was even more terrifying than these.

You must know that in the battle between the three clans, the blood of the immortal gods rushed to the sky and drowned the ancient world. This is nothing.

"Really." Ao Mie couldn't help but shook his head.

"A group of ants." Ao Mie said calmly and stretched out his big hand.

The world became dark.

A huge dragon melon appeared between the prehistoric world, and every scale was clearly visible, with endless laws wrapped around it.

The divine light was brilliant, a billion times brighter than the light of the sun.

Ao Mie gently grasped it.

The huge dragon claws covered countless worlds, covering all the Purple Mansion immortals, including the quasi-saint Dong Wanggong.

Countless blood flowed in the hands of the dragon claws.

The dragon head crutch in Dong Wanggong's hand was directly crushed into pieces by Ao Mie. He fought hard and sacrificed his body to escape from the dragon claws.

Billions of Purple Mansion armies fell and were annihilated.

Countless laws intertwined and stirred, erasing everything. The blood of the immortals dyed the East China Sea red, and endless blood rain fell.

The great masters who peeked at this battle, including the Three Pure Ones, felt as if their hearts were being squeezed hard.

"The dragon race's withdrawal from the prehistoric stage does not mean that it has declined or fallen. It is really that any ant dares to pay attention to the dragon race." Ao Mie said lightly, and his figure appeared in front of Dong Wanggong's soul.

"You can't kill me. I am the head of the male immortals appointed by Daozu." Dong Wanggong's soul roared.

With reluctance, anger, and boundless despair.

"People should know themselves. Stupid people who can't see their own status are not worthy of living in the prehistoric world." Ao Mie said indifferently, stretching out his big hand.

Endless light of law emerged, and Dong Wanggong was enveloped in it like a carrier of the avenue.

Endless laws were agitated.

A quasi-saint was just wiped out in Ao Mie's hands.

Quasi-saint, that is the supreme existence in the prehistoric world. In the era when saints did not appear, if you want to kill a quasi-saint, you can only rely on time to wipe it out.

But in Ao Mie's hands, it was like a baby, unable to even resist.

Ao Mie was directly wiped out.

"This also tells those who want to plot against the three clans, think about whether they can bear the consequences before plotting." Ao Mie said lightly, and then returned to the Dragon Palace.

Above the East China Sea, there was only the endless blood color, silently telling that here, just now, hundreds of millions of immortals and gods fell, including a quasi-saint!

This is also the first quasi-saint to fall since the Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe.

The great masters of supernatural powers, including the Three Pure Ones, all retracted their divine thoughts.