Chapter 144 Stop the War (Please vote for me!)
Thousands of years later, in the northern border, millions of light years away from the battlefield of the fox and yellow tribes, above the clouds in the void.
Dong Wanggong had just arrived, sitting on the cloud bed, holding the teacup in his hand, quietly sipping tea and watching the battle.
Qin Yuan stood beside him, filling the teapot from time to time.
After a while, Dong Wanggong spoke:
"Qin Yuan, do you think the yellow tribe will win?"
"The yellow tribe has a 70% chance of winning." Qin Yuan chuckled and said.
"Yeah." Dong Wanggong nodded, his eyes swept over the fox and yellow tribes that were "fighting".
The yellow tribe already had an absolute advantage in numbers.
But...
Why is there something wrong with this look?
Dong Wanggong frowned.
Why is this fox tribe so weird?
What is the yellow tribe crying and laughing for?
Hmm?
Why did someone commit suicide directly?
You don't know until you look carefully, and you can see the clues.
Dong Wanggong lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes.
This fox tribe is not right.
The battle situation was evenly matched at this moment.
Immortals of the same level fought for ten or eight years, but the winner was still undecided.
It was rare for the battle situation to be one-sided.
This statement was even more normal for the top powers.
Dong Wanggong narrowed his eyes, his gaze was deep, and the pure yang gathered.
He saw countless at a glance.
Finally, he set his sights on Huang Daxian.
The battlefield between the two of them was already at the edge of the total battlefield.
Moreover, Su Shiliu also set up a barrier, just to avoid affecting others.
Dong Wanggong's eyes condensed, and he looked into the barrier.
This look...
Rude words!
What!
Who is this!
Dong Wanggong stared, and a sense of "fear" surged in his heart.
How could he not recognize this person?
In Zixiao Palace, Ran Deng was fighting for a position...
That Nuwa, that Baichuan, that Fuxi...
They are all in the same group!
Calm down, calm down!
It's okay, this is a racial struggle.
I am not the one who took action.
It is impossible to say that you are not afraid at all.
What is the current state of those people?
Dong Wanggong does not know this.
But he knows it very well.
At least four or five Daluo are perfect.
This is nothing.
They also have it in the Immortal Court.
But!
Sanqing!
The relationship between Sanqing and him can be described as close friends.
The sword that Tongtian used to break through the Quasi-Sage is still vivid in my mind.
‘This time, the cause and effect, the race dispute, no one should intervene, as long as I don’t take action, I will be safe and sound…’
What the hell!
Chunyang Ruler!
Dong Wanggong’s heart seemed to be bleeding at this moment.
He has borrowed the treasure…
Wait, he borrowed it, it has nothing to do with me.
The Huang clan borrowed the treasure Chunyang Ruler from me on the grounds of joining the Immortal Court. I have a heart of love for talents, so I lent it!
Very good.
It doesn’t matter if the reason is right or wrong, at least there is an explanation.
We can wait a little longer.
If the Huang clan wins, I can also take the opportunity to save the nine-tailed fox, which is actually a favor.
By then, if there are other things in the future, at least there will be fewer people blocking them.
Huh.
Dong Wanggong took a long breath, calmed his mind, and then said to Qin Yuan:
"Qin Yuan, take them back to the East Sea Immortal Court."
The second lecture of Zixiao Palace is about to start.
The Immortal Court will start preparing candidates to enter Zixiao Palace together.
Last time, there were 3,000 guests in Zixiao Palace.
This time, it is estimated that there will be many more than this number.
Three thousand?
It is estimated that it is far more than that.
The breakthrough craze is not a joke.
"Yes! Respect the order of the Immortal Emperor." Qin Yuan bowed and then retreated.
After Qin Yuan left, Dong Wanggong took a deep breath again.
'Why am I so unlucky? '
Dong Wanggong couldn't help but start to doubt.
Gonggong, Kunpeng, and now there is another character involving Sanqing and others.
No matter what he does or where he goes, there will be people blocking him.
Good things take time...
Dong Wanggong can only persuade himself like this.
These are just the hardships he must go through on his way to great success.
Forget it, let's wait and see.
If there is really a problem, we'll talk about it later.
However, the next moment, something strange happened.
A breath of good fortune floated by.
Boundless green divine fire ignited.
The color of Cangling Mountain condensed into fire lotuses.
The countless fire lotuses directly blasted Su Shiliu's barrier.
The next moment.
A figure stood in the void.
A red dress was added to the body, rustling.
A pair of beautiful eyes were painted with red frost, and they were majestic without anger.
A magic lamp glowed green, standing in his hand.
A good fortune was in all directions, surrounding his body.
Nuwa!
"Shiliu, stand behind me."
Nuwa's voice was a little indifferent.
The eyes looking at Huang Daxian were very cold.
The treasure lotus lamp bloomed a green light, and boundless good fortune blocked the void.
The battlefield on the other side came to an abrupt end at this moment.
The five great Luos of the Huang clan were unable to move!
Not to mention the small soldiers and generals.
At this moment, they were all scared out of their wits.
Some were kneeling on the ground, while others were terrified.
The battle between Huang Daxian and Su Shiliu was about 40-60.
Su Shiliu had 60-60.
But... his condition was not good either.
Huang Daxian's clothes were tattered and covered with his own scratches.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.
Su Shiliu... his clothes were a little torn, and it looked like he had been burned.
The fair skin actually has many burn marks...
Nuwa clenches her silver teeth, and the avenue of creation flows, mediating the destiny!
Su Shiliu's injuries recovered instantly!
This is the highest magical power of the Great Way of Creation!
"Lord Nuwa." Su Shiliu pulled Nuwa with a hint of worry in his eyes.
It wasn't that she was worried about Nuwa getting hurt, but that...she had rashly intervened in the racial war.
"It doesn't matter." Nuwa said calmly and patted the back of Su Shiliu's hand:
"I'm here, so you'll be fine."
After saying this, Nuwa turned to look at Wong Tai Sin:
"Where is the person behind you? Chunyang Daoyun... don't wait for me to find you."
In an instant, Wong Tai Sin felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Such pressure is too terrifying!
Is this the powerful man of Daluo Perfection?
Wong Tai Sin gritted his teeth and communicated with Chunyang Ruler in his heart, hoping to contact Dong Wanggong.
But who knows...
Prince Dong directly took the Chunyang Ruler back!
? ? ?
A lot of question marks appeared above Wong Tai Sin's head.
The next moment, a stream of pure Yang energy emerged, and Prince Dong stood opposite Nuwa, raising his hands and bowing:
"I've met Taoist friends."
"What did you do?" Nuwa looked at Duke Dong with cold eyes.
Prince Dong’s heart sank, and then he spoke:
"I didn't know that.
"This involvement is because he borrowed my treasure.
"I didn't want to do it at first, but because he wanted to join the Immortal Court, I agreed."
"I did it once." Nuwa didn't say much.
Raise your hand and the world will be enveloped!
In an instant, the void collapsed and the two of them entered the Great Thousand Realm.
In the world.
Time flows turbulently, space collapses, pure Yang burns endlessly, and creation is instantly completed.
Outside the boundary, as if a pause was pressed, no one dared to move.
And Wong Tai Sin has fallen into sluggishness.
Has he been tricked?
Wait until a hundred days later.
The two returned to the primitive world and left the Great Thousand Realm.
Duke Dongwang did not look embarrassed, and so did Nuwa.
"This time, fellow Taoist, can I leave?" Prince Dong said with an unnatural expression.
"Good." Nuwa nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongwanggong turned into pure Yang energy and escaped.