Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

"We are not doing this for you, we are here to avenge our sister Hou Tu!"

"How dare a mere Duke Dong dare to provoke my Wu clan!"

Zhu Rong couldn't help but interject.

What happened today really pissed him off!
Di Jiang looked at his brother with a helpless look in his eyes.

It could have been used as an opportunity to repay the Emperor of Heaven for a favor.

After Zhu Rong said this, he actually took the initiative to seek revenge.

Emperor Jun didn't ask them to do anything at all.

"Whatever, I just want to see the body of the Lord of the East."

Di Jun raised the corner of his mouth.

He was still a little wary of Duke Dong.

They are not afraid of him, but of the Rahu in his body.

What exactly will this Demon Ancestor do?

Di Jun couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Perhaps Daozu understands it best, but I don’t know whether he is willing to explain it.

After the many ancient witches agreed, they said goodbye and left.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, Taoist Ancestor Hongjun opened his eyes, revealing a hint of helplessness.

He had already sensed the death of Lord Dong.

It was so thorough that even the true soul was devoured.

There is no chance of reincarnation.

The world has completely lost any trace of him.

Maybe there won’t be a great god named Dong Wang Gong in the future!
"Why bother?"

"Why bother?"

Patriarch Hongjun sighed softly.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a long river of time rushed out from the void at his fingertips.

The sound of rushing water is the convergence of the laws of time.

Taoist Master Hongjun guided with his finger, and an illusory figure flew out.

If you look closely, this figure actually seems to be Dong Wangong!

"After thousands of lifetimes, I will return to your original appearance. Go!"

Taoist Ancestor Hongjun waved his hand, and the phantom flew to the six realms of reincarnation in the netherworld.

Hou Tu is not here now, and no one has noticed.

What’s more, this was the work of Daozu himself.

Apart from Emperor Jun, who else could have noticed it?

Following an order from Heaven, many races in the prehistoric world have begun sharpening their knives to attack the Immortal Court.

Everyone in the Immortal Court, from Immortal Fu Yuan down, was terrified.

But since Dong Wanggong returned to the fairy palace, he has never shown up.

For a moment, all the immortals were worried, but they didn't dare to run away.

Some time ago, Mr. Nan Guo was a lesson for us.

But no one is sure to deal with a behemoth like the Heavenly Palace.

For a moment, the immortals did not know what was going on and could only turn to Immortal Fu Yuan for help.

I hope he goes and investigates.

Immortal Fu Yuan came to the outside of Yimu Temple.

Looking at the magnificent hall of Ruixia Wandao, he hesitated again and again, but finally gritted his teeth and prepared to go in.

"Emperor, I want to see you!"

Immortal Fu Yuan bowed deeply and shouted loudly towards the temple.

After a quarter of an hour, there was still no response.

He gritted his teeth and called out again, but still no response.

Gritting his teeth, Immortal Fu Yuan had no choice but to enter.

But what surprised him was that the temple was completely empty, without a single person in sight.

"The Emperor is gone?"

"Did he escape?"

"Then what should I do?"

Immortal Fu Yuan was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that Di Jun's order would actually scare the emperor away.

Thinking of the many pairs of eyes outside staring at him, Immortal Fu Yuan gritted his teeth.

Now we have to go our separate ways, otherwise who can deal with the Emperor of Heaven?
Immortal Fu Yuan came out.

Many gods were waiting outside the temple.

Seeing him come out, there was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

Looking forward to him bringing good news.

"The Emperor has already escaped!"

"Everyone, let's part ways in peace." After saying this, Immortal Fu Yuan didn't care about anything else and directly urged the escape light to fly towards the sky.

He is a quasi-saint with quite ambitious goals.

How dare he continue to stay here?
The immortals' brains almost exploded.

I didn't expect this to be the case.

The Emperor has already escaped, what should they do?

"Run!"

Someone shouted again, and all the fairies turned into streaks of starlight and scattered like birds and beasts.

The luck condensed on the Three Immortals Island also exploded directly, turning into a ball of turbulence.

Absorbed by all major races in the heavens.

But more of it still flows to heaven.

The Heaven is like a huge monster, swallowing up all the luck in the world.

Stronger than a saint!
The King of the East in the Immortal Palace fled, and all the immortals scattered like birds and beasts.

The news spread in all directions like a meteor.

For a moment, all the powerful people in the world looked at each other in bewilderment.

The chat channel of the prehistoric world was also in an uproar.

[I didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven's majesty was so powerful that he destroyed a great dynasty that had been established for hundreds of thousands of years with just one order! ]

[Heaven and earth are one against three, even saints are no match for them. Dong Wanggong is so bold as to dare to provoke the Emperor of Heaven. ]

[That's right! Now that he has given the order, all the races in the prehistoric world will attack him together. Shouldn't he just run away and wait for death? ]

[He was unlucky enough. The Emperor of Heaven had just conferred a title on Hou Tu, and he came to attack her right after. Not to mention that Hou Tu had been conferred a title by the Emperor of Heaven, the twelve ancestors of the witch clan alone were enough to give him a hard time.]

[It is said that he has inherited Luohou's legacy. The last time he attacked Kunlun Mountain, he used Luohou's secret treasure.]

[No wonder, it turns out that he has entered the devil's way. ]

The immortals talked a lot and criticized Dong Wanggong verbally and in writing.

It is also a great compliment to the Heavenly Court.

The eleven ancient witches came to the East China Sea.

I thought it would be a tough battle, but I didn't expect it to be a complete failure.

Looking at the light flowing on the three islands in front of me, they no longer have the original luck.

The immortals also escaped completely.

The witch ancestors only felt that their punches hit empty space.

"Brother, destroy this place and vent your anger on Sister Hou Tu."

Qiang Liang spoke in a muffled voice, with lightning flashing in his words.

"What's the point of venting this anger?"

"If we don't kill this beast, he will appear again in the future."

Zhu Rong sneered.

"What can you do if you can't find anyone?"

Gonggong retorted sarcastically.

"Then keep looking. Search the entire prehistoric world and don't let him escape."

"Give the order and have all the men act together."

Di Jiang gave the order directly without waiting for the two ancient witches to start arguing.

He was also very angry.

Use all the power that can be used until you find the King of the East.

"Those islands in front of us..." Ruoshou had some ideas.

The three islands were created when chaos fragments fell into the primitive world during the creation of the primitive world.

It possesses the luck of heaven and earth, and can also condense the Three Lights Divine Water.

That is a kind of holy water.

It can bring the dead back to life and resurrect the dead.

He wanted to possess it.

"We have received many benefits from the Emperor of Heaven, and these islands are located in the sea, so they are not under the jurisdiction of Sister Hou Tu."

"Send it to the Emperor of Heaven as a token of gratitude."

Dijiang thought about it and decided to offer flowers to Buddha.

He took the property of Duke Dong and gave it to Emperor Jun as a gift.

It can at least repay Di Jun's kindness.

"That's a good thing."

"good."

"This island is also extraordinary. It is also a good gift for the Emperor of Heaven."

"pretty good."

Several ancient witches spoke up in agreement.

Their base camp was in Mount Buzhou.

The three islands on the sea are too far away. (End of this chapter)