Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 177: Stop the War
"Four Taoist friends, is this knife in my hand the one that you dropped?"

Fu Tu opened his right hand, and the invisible yet real Supreme Tribulation Sword fell into his palm.

Even without making an attacking gesture, it still exudes a calamity aura as powerful as the deep ocean.

Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, endless illusions instantly appeared before my eyes.

There were continuous screams in my ears, my five senses were confused one after another, and my mind was on the verge of collapse.

As the laws turn, all illusions disappear without a trace and everything returns to peace.

The four Hunyuan Golden Immortals all showed fear in their expressions and exchanged glances with each other.

Finally, Qinglong spoke first, breaking the dead silence:
"What do fellow Taoists want?"

"It is really indecent to bully the weak."

"Why don't you all go back to your homes? I will also return to the temple and let them beat me."

Fu Tu picked up the Supreme Tribulation Sword, looked at it and played with it, then spoke slowly.

"What if you don't agree?"

A rude female voice came out of Suzaku's mouth, with a fierce look in her eyes.

"I still have an axe in my hand. It might have been dropped by one of you Taoist friends. How about I give it back to you?"

Futu was not afraid of Suzaku's threat at all, but instead smiled.

There was an icy coldness in his eyes, and his gaze was extremely indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead person.

What kind of power does the phantom of the divine axe in Fu Tu's hand have?
The four Hunyuan Golden Immortals all knew what was going on.

But such an obvious threat still made the four of them angry.

The breath that leaked out inadvertently made the surrounding time and space stop for a moment.

But Fu Tu acted as if he didn't see it and just played with the Supreme Tribulation Sword!

His calm and composed look, emitting unparalleled confidence, silenced the four people again.

They exchanged glances again, and no one was willing to try the axe themselves.

Qinglong's huge eyes scanned the vast battlefield.

There are over a thousand Daluo in the three major groups, namely, scale armor, birds, and beasts, adding up to a total of over a thousand.

There are 1400 immortals and demons, plus many sacred beings who joined the battle halfway.

There is a gap of more than 300 Daluo, even if they are all new Daluo.

Qinglong still frowned, turned his gaze to Fu Tu in front of him, and said slowly:

"Only when the number is almost the same can the four of us retreat. Fellow Daoist, please take care of it."

Fu Tu Fa Yan looked at the prehistoric world, and all kinds of scenes immediately came into view:
"You are a bit outnumbered, think carefully about who should leave and who should stay."

"Everyone should stay, so that we can fight the three tribes together and create a new era."

An unfamiliar innate sacred being couldn't help but mutter under his breath, sounding a little unhappy.

"You called upon me, hoping that I could help you solve your problem."

"Now that we have a solution, not only do you not listen, but you also want to drag me into it?"

"What good things are you thinking about?"

Fu Tu's eyes widened, and endless anger emerged in an instant.

The sound was like thunder from the sky, which made the holy man's scalp numb and his vision blurred.

The sacred blood rushed back, causing his face to turn red instantly and he almost vomited blood.

He didn't dare to say any more nonsense, bowed and apologized repeatedly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fu Tu was too lazy to pay attention to the other party and immediately looked at the people who had not left yet.

"I will stay!"

"Let's go!"

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Some stayed, some left, and eventually the number of Daluo on both sides became the same.

The Azure Dragon nodded in satisfaction, transformed into a ray of clear light, and headed straight towards the East.

Suzaku, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise left here one after another.

They had no fear of breaking their promise and each one left with more decisiveness than the other.

Fu Tu had no interest in breaking his promise, and he gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Without the obstruction of those with great supernatural powers, there would be no obstruction from the immortals, demons, or the innate gods who joined the battle halfway.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and as the first person took action, the war began again.

Rumble!
The dazzling light spread across the vast wilderness, making the sun above the nine heavens appear dim.

A deafening roar followed, and the barriers of space collapsed layer by layer and crumbled inch by inch.

It collapsed with an irreversible trend, turning into a boundless wave, sweeping in all directions.

Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger and Black Tortoise, these four Hunyuan Golden Immortals left so happily.

The main reason is that the three tribes have extremely high standards.

The powerful body of a divine beast, the bloodline and magical powers inherited from the emperor, and the cave full of spiritual energy.

In addition, he usually listens to the emperor's lectures and has various magical treasures in his hands.

With the help of the emperor's prestige, the three tribes have everything including wealth, friends, magic and land.

The resources allocated to them are even more abundant than those of most innate divine beings.

Not to mention the favor of the era and the boundless fortune that blesses oneself.

In a one-on-one situation, the three tribes have never been afraid of anyone!
This is indeed the case, even if the scene can maintain a one-on-one battle, except for a small number of innate sacred beings who can have a slight advantage.

Most of the innate divine beings basically perform poorly.

He had no aura of being invincible among his peers, and was gradually suppressed by the three clans' Daluo.

"I just tied up the thread of my destiny and became a Daluo Jinxian who is free and eternal."

"You dare to challenge the three clans' Daluo. Should we say you are ignorant or stupid?"

Fu Tu, who had just returned to the Wuliang Mountains, shook his head expressionlessly.

I no longer want to watch weaklings fighting each other, but instead look up at the sky.

Shadows of the sun and the moon appeared in his bright eyes, as majestic as an ancient god.

Penetrate the barriers, see through the illusions, and everything in the inner chaos will be exposed.

Yuan Huang, who had left not long ago, has now joined the battlefield.

Just as he imagined, he did not go to help others, but fought with Yuan Feng.

With the sudden appearance of multiple helpers, Yuan Feng, who was originally suppressed, was immediately freed.

This Taoist couple cooperated with each other extremely well, and the path to Nirvana and the path to life and death rotated with each other.

Even though the Yin-Yang Patriarch was holding the Tai Chi diagram, he was still suppressed by the two of them.

Although relying on the protection of the treasure, his life can be safe.

But we can only play defensive counterattacks. As for pioneering and aggressive development, it is totally impossible!

The Ancestral Dragon not far away was in a much more miserable situation than the two of them.

The scales fluttered for almost an eternity, revealing horrific wounds so deep that the bones could be seen.

Even with the precious Dragon Ball on his head, he still faced the terrifying power of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

He was unable to break the formation immediately and was instead repeatedly injured by the sharp sword energy.

His breath was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was obvious that he had suffered considerable injuries.

On the other hand, the Demon Ancestor Rāhu outside seemed to have learned his lesson and didn't want to engage in close combat at all.

He was just fighting with Zulong outside, bleeding him bit by bit, and his intention was very obvious.

That is, when the Ancestral Dragon has consumed almost all of its energy, the Demon Ancestor Rāhu will naturally reap the harvest in one fell swoop.

And Zhulong, who was not far away, had escaped from the siege of Patriarch Yangmei at some point.

For a while, they fought vigorously and showed no sign of being at a disadvantage.

But the sacred body made of time was emitting a blood mist visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, he has started to risk his life!

In comparison, the condition presented by Ancestor Yangmei is much better.

Although some blood mist also appeared, it was not as serious as Zhulong.

The last two battlefields can be said to be a battle combined into one.

The first Qilin and the Black Turtle Ancestor, one attacking and one defending, confronted the Hongjun Ancestor and the Qiankun Ancestor.

The terrifying power shattered the chaos, and even time and space could not affect a few people.

And in such a thrilling battle, Patriarch Hongjun brought Qiankun, a burden, with him.

Not only did he not lose out, he even had the upper hand.

This is incredible!

When he looked into it carefully, he discovered that there were clouds of celebration from all heavens hanging behind the head of Patriarch Hongjun.

There is also a treasure disc above his head that he has never seen before, flowing with the power of 3000 laws.

It seems as if it is explaining 3000 great principles. Just by taking a look at it, I feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.

And the mellow waves it emits prove that this is an innate treasure!
He steps on twelve-petal golden lotus and is surrounded by wonderful pennants from the sky.

In the left hand is a golden crutch with a dragon head, in the right hand is a Pangu Banner, and other top-grade spiritual treasures are used for close defense.

As for the lower-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade ones, they are all placed on the outside.

They formed a dense defensive circle and took on the battle between the two men.

There are three innate treasures alone, not to mention the other treasures.

It’s almost dizzying!
He is totally using his wealth to overwhelm others, truly showing the style of the richest man in the ancient times, with his inhumanity!
Fu Tu looked deeply at the treasure disc and couldn't help but think of the treasure, the Jade Butterfly of Creation, with a sour taste in his mouth:
"what is this?"

"No fighting art at all?"

Although he said this, his eyes revealed deep desire.

Even if he watched for a longer time, Hongjun would not give him the magic treasure and began to summarize the situation.

Zulong is about to lose, Yuanfeng and Yuanhuang seem to have a chance of winning, and Zhulong can still hold on.

The First Qilin and the Black Turtle Ancestor are in the best condition among these people.

Even though Patriarch Hongjun was fully armed, he didn't make a breakthrough. He just didn't make a breakthrough.

Without completing the qualitative change, it would be impossible to break through the invincible defense of the Black Turtle Ancestor.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that the First Qilin and the Black Turtle Ancestor can still hold on for a long time.

The key to victory lies in the Demon Ancestor Rāhu and Yuanfeng and Yuanhuang.

As long as someone wins first, a domino effect will immediately occur.

Then we will see who wins and who loses!

Fu Tu glanced at the two battlefields, then turned his gaze to focus on the ancestor Qiankun.

(End of this chapter)