Collapse of Iron: From Creating the Holy Grail War to Shocking the Star Gods

"Is this the Hongmeng Purple Qi? It doesn't look special."

In Pangu Hall, Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi she brought back, and her eyes showed a bit of intoxication.

As the youngest of the ancestor witches, Hou Tu was the least affected by the turbid air.

Although she couldn't cultivate her soul, she could feel the mystery of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"It was so exciting. If Zhou Chao hadn't said not to reveal my whereabouts, I would have really wanted to see the wonderful expressions of Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng!"

Zhu Rong shared his experiences with other ancestor witches who didn't go today. He also slapped his thigh and laughed from time to time.

Zhu Rong had never felt so good to make the three quasi-emperors of the demon court suffer such a big loss at the same time.

"At that time, Donghuang Taiyi, Minghe Daoren and Kunpeng were all fighting, so I had a chance."

"If they find that the Hongmeng Purple Qi is gone and use their divine thoughts to search for it, the concealment ban we set up may not be able to hide it."

Although Di Jiang used his spatial talent to take the Hongmeng Purple Qi away from their eyes, and he could make it impossible for those people to figure him out.

But he did not have the confidence to hide his figure from the eyes of Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng.

They are all quasi-saint level strongmen, and now that the saints are not coming out, they are the strongest under the saints.

If they say that a strongman of the same level hides in front of them and they can't find it, it is simply an insult to the quasi-saints.

Now that the saints are not coming out in the prehistoric world, the quasi-saints are already the ceiling of combat power.

Except for not being immortal, indestructible, omniscient and omnipotent, most of the abilities that saints have can already be achieved by quasi-saints.

"That’s right, this is also the reason why I didn’t let Emperor Jiang Zuwu pretend to be Dong Wanggong"

"In front of the quasi-saint, any transformation will leave a flaw!"

Zhou Chao said at this time.

According to Zhou Chao's original plan, he was going to let Dijiang transform into Dong Wanggong at the moment of seizing the Hongmeng purple qi and lead the war to Dong Wanggong's fairy court.

However, the power of the quasi-saint cannot be insulted. If the previous plan is forcibly implemented, it may backfire.

"So what should we do next? We can't just put the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the treasure house and let it gather dust!"

Xuanming asked the ancient witches.

The ancient witches all have their own cultivation methods. They don't look down on the saints who take shortcuts like Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"Don't be impatient, it's far from the end!"

Zhou Chao looked at the primordial purple air in front of him and smiled at the ancient witches.

"It’s not over yet. What are you going to do with the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

The ancient witches were curious about Zhou Chao and wanted to know what his next plan was.

"Let the witch tribe spread the news, saying that there are traces of Hongmeng purple air in Tanggu!"

Zhou Chao looked at the witch ancestors, and a vicious plan suddenly came to his mind.

"Tanggu? That's the Taoist temple of Dong Wanggong!"

Hearing this place name, the ancient witches reacted immediately.

Tanggu is the place where the sun rises, and it is also the birthplace of Dong Wanggong.

Dong Wanggong is the first ray of yang energy between heaven and earth to take shape, and he was born because of this special place, Tanggu.

Dong Wanggong is also a person with great fortune. There is also a Fusang tree, one of the innate spiritual roots, in Tanggu.

Legend has it that the sun rises under Fusang, brushing the top of the tree and rising, so it is called the place where the sun rises.

There are many trees with leaves like mulberry. There are also mulberry trees, some of which are two thousand feet long and more than two thousand circumferences. The trees grow in pairs from the same root and rely on each other, so they are named Fusang.

After Dong Wanggong was killed by Emperor Jun, Tanggu and the Fusang tree became the habitats of Emperor Jun's sons, the ten little golden crows.

"I understand, Zhou Chao, you want to use the Demon Court to exterminate the Immortal Court, it turns out that the younger generations of the Wu Clan also dislike Dong Wanggong!"

Gong Gong's eyes lit up, he felt that he seemed to have guessed Zhou Chao's plan.

Dong Wanggong was the first male immortal in the world, named by Hongjun, the first saint in the prehistoric world.

After getting this title, Dong Wanggong became a little arrogant.

He recruited a group of male immortals with the cultivation of Daluo Jinxian to establish the Immortal Court.

Before, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi established the Demon Court, and later Dong Wanggong established the Immortal Court.

The purpose of Dong Wanggong establishing this Immortal Court is self-evident. He is going to take away Di Jun's luck and make himself the master of the heaven.

"How could Zhou Chao's plan be so simple? I think Zhou Chao's plan should be to lure Di Jun's demon court to go to war with the fairy court, and we save Dong Wanggong."

"In this case, the Heavenly Court will have another powerful enemy, which is more beneficial to our Wu Clan!"

Hou Tu saw further than Gong Gong, he had already seen the third step.

"With the strength and means of the Duke of the East, he could barely deal with a Kunpeng, so how could he be qualified to fight with Di Jun?"

Zhu Jiuyin's tone was full of disdain for the Duke of the East.

As the enemy of the Wu Clan, Di Jun could be said to have personally pulled the demon clan to the point where they could compete with the Wu Clan. Even when faced with the unsolvable Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation, he could comprehend the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation to compete.

What kind of character is the Duke of the East, and is he qualified to be compared with Di Jun?

"Letting Di Jun attack Tanggu is the first step. The second step is for us to launch an attack on Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi."

"After all, they are the biggest enemy of our witch clan. They have been restrained for so many years. Aren't you curious about how strong they have grown?"

Zhou Chao looked at the witch ancestors who were somewhat moved, and asked them.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were their biggest opponents. The witch ancestors recognized their strength and talents.

It was a great news for the whole witch clan to be able to eliminate the opponents as early as possible.

Zhou Chao's words touched the hearts of the witch ancestors, and they immediately asked the witch clan to spread the news.

The news spread quickly, and Di Jun also knew about it soon.

"It turned out to be you, Dong Wanggong, you dared to kill fellow Daoist Hongyun!"

When Di Jun heard that the Hongmeng purple air appeared in Tanggu, he angrily condemned Dong Wanggong.

Obviously, all of them were ferocious beasts for Hongyun's death, but Di Jun immediately threw dirty water on Dong Wanggong.

Kunpeng's expression moved, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, Kunpeng had understood what Di Jun meant.

"Taiyi, Kunpeng, you personally lead a hundred thousand troops to besiege Tanggu. I want to avenge fellow Daoist Hongyun!"

Emperor Jun turned his head and looked at Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng. He was ready to send troops to Tanggu.

It didn't matter whether Dong Wanggong had the Hongmeng Purple Qi or not. The moment he became the leader of the male immortals in the world and established the Immortal Court, he had already found a way to die in front of Emperor Jun.

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