Hong Huang: I repeatedly offered poisonous plans, but Hou Tu advised me to calm down

On the other hand, when the Wu Clan attacked the Demon Court, Fuxi passed the news to Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi with his divine mind.

When they learned that their home base was attacked, Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi became more murderous.

"Wu Clan, how dare you do this!"

Di Jun originally planned to use the Donghuang Bell to shock Dong Wanggong and all the members of the Immortal Court to death.

However, after learning that the Wu Clan actually attacked the Demon Court, he had to change his strategy.

"Listen, the Golden Immortals inside, I will only kill the King of the East. If you want to leave now, I can let you go. I swear by the way of heaven!"Di Jun stopped the output of mana to the Donghuang Bell, and said loudly to the Golden Immortals who set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in the Donghuang Bell.

The reason why the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation could not be conquered for a long time was because these Golden Immortals were constantly supplying mana to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

As long as the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was not broken, even the top spiritual treasure Donghuang Bell could not take down the King of the East.

Seeing that the Golden Immortals had not moved yet, Di Jun waved his hand back, and the demon soldiers immediately made way.

"Will they really let us go?"

A Taoist with a horn on his head stepped out of the Ten Thousand Immortals Map carefully, and the Donghuang Bell did not continue to ring.

"Daoist friend, this is a trick of Emperor Jun, don't be fooled!"

Seeing the one-horned Taoist turning into a light and flying out of the Donghuang Bell, Dong Wanggong was immediately anxious.

Emperor Jun's trick of attacking the heart was too cruel. As long as the Taoist could leave safely, the cohesion of the Immortal Palace would collapse in an instant.

Dong Wanggong sacrificed the Dragon Head Claw to kill the Taoist, but he was stopped by the surrounding Daluo.

""Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong, it's not too late for us to observe for a while!"

The Daluo said to Dong Wanggong.

All their attention was on the one-horned Taoist. The moment the one-horned Taoist approached the Donghuang Bell, the Donghuang Bell turned transparent, and the one-horned Taoist walked out of the Donghuang Bell.

"I came out, I really came out!"

The one-horned Taoist's face was full of joy.

"Leave as soon as possible before I change my mind!"

Di Jun's words calmed the rhinoceros beetle down, and he turned into a beam of light and escaped from the encirclement of the demon soldiers.

"They are actually going to let us go!"

Inside the Donghuang Bell, the Daluo glanced at each other, and the light of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation flickered.

"Daoist friend, are you really going to abandon me?"

Dong Wanggong is the host of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. How could he not sense what those people are thinking?

"Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong, perhaps the destruction of the Immortal Court is inevitable!"

The Daluo smiled bitterly at Dong Wanggong.

They didn't want to abandon Dong Wanggong, but in this situation, if they wanted to be with Dong Wanggong, they had to be prepared for death.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

"I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you don't want to leave, then don't leave!" When

Di Jun saw those hypocritical Daluo in the Immortal Court still pretending to be nice to each other, his expression became even colder. He had to hurry back to support the Demon Court, and he didn't have time to watch these Daluo act here.

"Farewell, Fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong!"

"If you can escape, I will help you rebuild the fairyland."

"Dong Wanggong, from now on, I will withdraw from the Immortal Court!"

Those Daluo said that they were reluctant to leave, but after escaping from the Donghuang Bell, they disappeared faster and faster.

Now they have exerted the true speed of Daluo Jinxian, and they have run hundreds of millions of miles in a breath.

It didn't take three breaths, and only Dong Wanggong with a dragon head crutch was left in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Those members of the Immortal Court said how reluctant they were to leave Dong Wanggong, but they didn't hesitate even for a moment when they fled.

Any hesitation would be disrespectful to their own hard work for countless Yuanhui.

When the last Daluo stepped out of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was completely dim.

Dong Wanggong also lost his greatest weapon to resist Di Jun.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation needs to rely on numbers to stack up the cultivation. Now that there is only Dong Wanggong in the Immortal Court, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is in name only.

"I never thought that I, the leader of the male immortals in the world, would die at the hands of a male immortal!"

Dong Wanggong looked at Di Jun, Dong Huang Taiyi and Kunpeng, the three quasi-saints, and put all his magic power into the dragon head crutch to prepare for the last fight.

""Kill him as soon as possible, be careful of Dong Wanggong's self-destruction."

Emperor Jun warned Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng.

When they were ambushing Hongyun before, Hongyun detonated all his mana and essence when he was desperate.

It was also because of Hongyun's self-destruction that Emperor Jun didn't find out who took away the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"Don't worry, I won't let Dong Wanggong have a chance to self-destruct!"

Donghuang Taiyi directly activated the Donghuang Bell, and the continuous bell waves caused huge damage to everything in Zifu.

Dong Wanggong waved the dragon head cane like crazy, but he still couldn't escape the defense of Donghuang Bell.

Donghuang Bell started to sound like Huangzhong Dalu, but after Donghuang Bell rang three times, the sound of Donghuang Bell stopped abruptly.

"Dong Wangong actually still has a trace of true spirit."

Donghuang Taiyi looked into the Donghuang Bell and said to Di Jun.

He thought that Dong Wanggong had completely fallen, but he didn't expect that he had left a backup plan for himself.

If it was an ordinary innate spiritual treasure, perhaps he had escaped.

Unfortunately, it was the Donghuang Bell that trapped him, and even the true spirit had no chance to escape.

A ray of golden sun flame appeared at the fingertips of Di Jun, and Dong Wanggong completely lost his vitality.

Crack!

Thunder exploded in the sky!

Blood-red thunders filled the sky.

Whether outside the thirty-three heavens or on the prehistoric land, all living beings saw the abnormality at this time.

The patter of rain fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

But this was not ordinary rain, but a bloody rain that appeared blood red. A sense of sadness inexplicably emerged in the hearts of all living beings in the prehistoric world.

Blood rain fell from the sky! Heaven and earth mourned together!

A quasi-saint fell.

Dong Wanggong was the first quasi-saint to fall in this catastrophe.

The entire Tang Valley had been turned into dust at this time. Except for the innate spiritual root Fusang tree, everything else had been destroyed by the Donghuang Bell.

"How is it possible? How could Dong Wanggong die so soon?"

In the void, an old man riding a green bull frowned.

According to his calculations, although Dong Wanggong died, there was still a trace of his true spirit in the prehistoric world.

But just now, the last trace of Dong Wanggong's soul was killed by Donghuang Taiyi.

I don't care about the death of Dong Wanggong.

But the established trajectory of the way of heaven has shifted, and I care a lot.

(Today's fourth update, a 2,000-word chapter is presented.

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