People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 933

South China Sea!

A scene of ruins.

Jieyin and Zhunti, their faces pale, knelt on the ground. The golden lotus of merit had long since shattered and was stained with the blood of many Buddhas, turning into a sea of ​​blood.

Mount Sumeru.

Buddhist holy land.

Blood flows into a river.

Zhunti and Jieyin looked terrified. They never expected that the Ancestral Dragon would cross the Boundary Sea and appear silently on Mount Sumeru, his most suitable target.

Shouldn't it be an endless sea of ​​stars?
Bordering the North Sea, once the demon race is subdued, he will control the four seas and the connecting starry sky. Why then would he appear in the South Sea?

Do you think they are too weak?

The guide stared angrily at the ancestral dragon standing in the void.

A malevolent aura permeated the air. The pitch-black dragon claws were covered with tentacles, hardly resembling what a dragon should look like. It seemed as if it had mutated and become an eight-clawed dragon.

Zu Long remained calm and composed, unmoved by Zhunti and Jieyin's anger, and watched the two with a cold smile.

What about their questions?
Zu Long had no interest in answering.

From beginning to end, he was arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

"Zulong, you are a primordial demon god, why did you want to massacre my Mount Sumeru? We have no grudge against each other, can you really not tolerate the living beings of the prehistoric world?"

Zhunti voiced his doubts.

Haha~
Zu Long's expression darkened. It wasn't that he couldn't tolerate the living beings of the prehistoric world; what he truly couldn't tolerate were these cultivators at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm. Their immortality and indestructibility placed too heavy a burden on the prehistoric world.

His role.

It's more like a cleaner.

Once all the harmful pests that threaten the primordial world are eliminated, the primordial world will return to its original state, instead of being divided among various forces as it is now.

Disputes continue.

The First Emperor's personality also underwent a fundamental change, making it impossible for them to understand him.

Ha ha.

Jieyin looked at the ancestral dragon, whose expression remained unchanged, and knew that his heart was as hard as stone. He coldly reminded him, "If we were to enter that sea of ​​suffering, how do you think the dragon race would cope?"

The First Emperor seemed oblivious.

They completely disregarded their analogy.

He sneered, "Are you willing to do that?"

“This path is almost a dead end. What Dao Ancestor Hongjun said is actually very true. You simply cannot do this. Why talk about such unfounded possibilities?”

possible?

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance. They were not like the Ancestral Dragon, who had the courage to burn their boats. They were just newly initiated cultivators, unlike the Ancestral Dragon who took shortcuts.

immediately.

The two then fell silent.

They were also unsure of where they should go, after all, the laws governing this world had already changed, just like the Ancestral Dragon, who was completely like the God Emperor of this world.

Follow your words.

Any cultivator who dares to defy him will not have a good end.

But they wouldn't go that far; it's too domineering, leaving almost no room for life to survive. Such a primordial world has already undergone a qualitative change.

cough cough.

"You have no chance left, so you might as well just stay put."

As the Ancestral Dragon transformed into a streak of blood-red light, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the two, Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance and directly detonated the magical treasures they carried.

The shockwave from the warranty caused Zu Long to pause in his movements, allowing the two to escape discreetly.
cough cough.

A mouthful of blood spat out.

The two then fell into a coma.

Just at this moment.

A dark voice suddenly rang out.

"Fellow Daoist, we've been waiting for you without a word."

Kun Zu remained calm, but his gaze toward Zu Long was filled with a strange expression. If it weren't for him, Zu Long might not have had this opportunity, and how could he have obtained the Sea of ​​Bitterness?
Ha ha.

"Who am I, anyway?"

Zu Long's expression changed, and he glared angrily at the newcomer.

"Thanks to you, Kunzu, I have become the swallow that absorbs the essence of things. What is your purpose in coming here?" Zulong asked, puzzled.

"Naturally, we came for them."

"yamen?"

Zulong lowered his head, looked at the quasi-Tegu and Jieyin in front of him, and said with a smile, "They are your disciples."

Kun Zu nodded.

"It happened a long time ago. Their expressions showed that I, Liu Xilai, had a backup plan. In the end, they were sent away. I knew to come and take a look, but I never expected it to be Fellow Daoist Zulong."

Kunzu chuckled to himself.

In fact, he had already seen it, but he did not show himself in order to maintain his unfathomable image. As for the changes in the Ancestral Dragon, he had already learned the reason from Luo Hou's thoughts.

Cough cough...

Zu Long hesitated, unsure whether to trust the person before him. To be honest, he didn't want Zhun Tu to lead him away, given their expressions.

It still retains much of the primordial essence.

If we were to return to the primordial world...

The origin of the primordial world can surely be enhanced once again. Unlike those gods and demons who left, their origins, once taken away, could never return.

However, the guidance for the Zhuntegu is different.

Their expressions, their origins behind them, Mount Sumeru was the origin they condensed using the geography of the primordial world. As for you, he didn't want to let you go no matter what.

This is also a recent change in him.

In reality, he has already been affected by the sea of ​​suffering.

It's just that he didn't take the opportunity to go.

Kunzu and Genshi observed the changes in Zulong closely. In their presence, Zulong had almost no secrets, except that Zulong himself was unaware of his wet nurse's arrival.
Kunzu said with a smile.

"How about this, I will take the person away and will never harm you again."

"What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

Kunzu took a step back.

pity.

Zulong did not give him that face. In his view, Kunzu's cultivation level posed no threat to him, especially since he was practically the most powerful demon god in the primordial world.
Why should we back down?

Ha ha.

"No."

Zu Long's expression changed, and he explained.

“I have my own ideas about the primordial world. You might not be so sure about this, but I can explain it to you.”

"The demands of the sea of ​​suffering."

Haha.

Kunzu chuckled and looked at Zulong.

"It seems I rarely take action; fellow Daoist, you've forgotten who I am."

"who?/"

Zu Long dismissed it with disdain.

"They are nothing more than figures from the same era as Hongjun. In fact, I don't even take Hongjun seriously. Let's not talk about fellow Daoists anymore. You have no right to say anything more in front of me."

Zu Long said with a smile.

you.

Kun Zu never expected that he would be no match for Yidian in front of Zu Long. If he had known about the injection, he would have definitely taught Zu Long a lesson.

No.

It is to marry you, the Ancestral Dragon, and remain in the Chaos Sea.

Only this way.

He wouldn't be so arrogant and domineering.

After gaining control of the Ancestral Dragon, he then entered the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Perhaps the outcome would not be what we see now.

Unfortunately.

There are no "what ifs" in this world.

“You’ve already missed your chance,” Zu Long said dismissively.

(End of this chapter)