Chapter 233: The veil is unveiled, the final battle is coming
"Do you want to hear Zhulong's plan? It may take some time to talk about it."
Fuxi asked the group of shamans.
"Hmph." Zhu Rong snorted coldly:
"Friend, why don't you get to the point right away? I didn't understand it at all. What nonsense did you just talk about? What does it have to do with who we hit? Zhulong and I don't recognize it, and we don't need to recognize it. Fellow Taoist If you don’t tell me why today, don’t blame me for being rude.”
Zhu Rong was already unhappy when he saw Fu Xi.
Hou Tu winked again, which made Zhu Rong even more unhappy.
Then Zhu Jiuyin was said to have lost his smile, and Zhu Rong's unhappiness reached its peak.
Fuxi did not respond, but looked at Di Jiang with a smile and said slowly:
"It may be a waste of time, but the reason is not complicated. Friends Zhu Jiuyin will probably figure it out soon, so Pindao won't say more.
"In short, Pindao came here now just to ask fellow Taoists to suppress Xianting later. If either of them dies, the benefits will be similar to the Wu clan.
"Furthermore, the Witch Clan does not have the ability to face both sides at the same time. If you can choose one of the two sides first, you are already trying your best."
"Ha." Zhu Rong sneered, with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "A great power? That's it?
"They are fighting from both sides, and one side is at a disadvantage. We immediately take action to suppress the losing side, and then kill the other winning side. Wouldn't it be beautiful? Why should we listen to your nonsense?"
"Pindao means what if." Fuxi looked at Zhu Rong with a smile on his face:
"What if this is a conspiracy between them? What should you do? As I know, the Witch Clan has a trump card. Is it the last legacy left by God Pangu to your children? But...it seems to be..."
Half of the words are left on the lips,
Fuxi stopped talking and looked at Di Jiang:
"Fellow Taoist, those who believe in poor Taoism should first take down Immortal Court."
"Shit!" Zhu Rong shouted and stood up suddenly:
"Zhu Lao Er can't judge you, but I can!
"Let me ask you, if those two miscellaneous feathered birds killed the Po Xingxing Zi, why can't we kill those two miscellaneous feathered birds?"
"There are three reasons." Fuxi said calmly:
"First of all, the strength of Heavenly Court is not weak. We will definitely choose to be conservative in this battle. Even if we face people from Fairyland, we will still hold back."
"Why? They have a deadly hatred, how can they hold back?"
"The answer lies in the second one. The Immortal Court is divided internally and high-ranking officials are captured alive. The Wu Clan is not good at placing spies in other forces, right?
"But Di Jun is different. He once walked the East China Sea alone for ten thousand years before the Phoenix Clan joined. What do you think he did? After the Dragon Clan entered the Immortal Court for such ten thousand years, what do you think he did?
“Dong Wanggong is arbitrary and does not trust anyone. No one knows his plans, which leads to the internal division of the Immortal Court.
"Speaking of setting up eyeliners..."
Fuxi smiled:
"How do you think this battle came about? Today is not the meat grinder battlefield of the past. Secret calculations are the mainstream. Immortal Court is fighting to the death, so is Heavenly Court. Today's battle has been anticipated by both sides, and even It’s a multi-party game.”
Fight, calculate.
This is today's prehistoric times.
Sacrifice to the dragon clan? The Dragon Clan also borrowed the donkey from Poxia. After this, if the Immortal Court does not die, the karma will naturally be distributed to the Immortal Court. If the Immortal Court dies, it will not hurt. The old man who really bears the karma of their Dragon Clan is dead.
The Dragon Clan was hemorrhaging a lot, and even demoted itself from its dominant position to become a subordinate of others, just to get rid of some of this karma.
The Dragon Clan needs casualties. The more people die, the more honest the clan members will be, and...the more people die, the more innocent they will be.
As for the surprise attack on the Immortal Courtyard, why didn't Emperor Jun predict it? Something unexpected happened, it was just that Bai Ze left the twenty-first heaven early.
"What happened when a high-ranking official was captured alive?" Gonggong asked.
"The Queen Mother of the West, the second master of the Immortal Court, is currently lying in the twenty-first heaven. Although she is very powerful... but unfortunately she has no eyesight, and she killed Bai Ze."
It's normal to kill him, but Bai Ze is not from heaven at all. He got him involved and killed him. It's strange that Baichuan can let her reap the benefits.
Helping relatives or not, let alone Bai Ze's help to save the demon clan, is it possible that Bai Ze can still watch hundreds of millions of living beings die miserably?
"Are you okay, fellow Daoist Bai Ze?" Hou Tu asked nervously, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.
"It's okay. Fellow Taoist Baichuan is not a decoration. In terms of strength, he is above Pindao." Fuxi said with a smile:
"Let's talk about the third one. The third one is to connect everything in front.
"In the first step, the Immortal Court was divided, and Emperor Jun took advantage of it; in the second step, the Dragon Clan did nothing and focused on sending themselves to death; the rest of those who were taken advantage of by Emperor Jun would naturally be in this battle... These two steps are for the Immortals The reason why the court must be defeated.
"The third step is for Heaven to keep its hands, and after the death of the Eastern Prince, it will be absorbed at the speed of light; for the fourth step, needless to say, if you wait for one party to die and take action, you will face the complete Heavenly Court. If you take action when one party falls below... "
Needless to say, do you dare to bet? What if it is a plot between the Immortal Court and the Heavenly Court?
What if Fuxi's appearance here is part of the plan, and everything is fake?
If one of the twelve ancestor witches dies, the witch clan is almost dead. How can we face the countless creatures that have assembled without any cards?
There are more than 90% of the living creatures in the entire prehistoric era!
Fuxi looked at Di Jiang and smiled lightly:
"So, by coming here today, Pindao can really help you."
If both sides help each other, it can be considered a help, right?
Fuxi's expression clearly had several big words written on it: Do you dare to bet?
Can the Wu Clan afford to gamble if they cannot reveal their trump cards?
Fuxi looked at Zhu Rong and said:
"Fellow Taoist, do you still have any questions?"
Zhu Rong didn't understand the twists and turns just now, and looked directly at Zhu Jiuyin, Di Jiang and Ju Mang.
Zhu Jiuyin sighed softly: "Fellow Taoist is right, the Wu clan cannot gamble. Only if you know our clan's trump card, you dare to come here safely."
"That's right." Fuxi nodded: "Twelve ancestral witches are indispensable. Without one, they are incomplete. Now I can only go to one for the time being. I can only wait for the future. But this battle suddenly has to enter the battlefield, but the trump card cannot be played. , if it evolves from temporarily going away to really going away...
"Everyone, don't dare to gamble."
"Brother, what should we do?" Qiang Liang had cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
All the great powers from the beginning are terrifying, they are all conspiracy! Very bad!
This Fuxi is even more terrifying, stripping everything to pieces!
They are still pure from the Wu Clan.
"What else can we do?" Ju Mang smiled and looked at Fuxi with undisguised appreciation:
"Listen to others' advice and have a good meal. Fellow Taoist Fuxi, I formally invite you to come to the Jumang tribe after the war."
"You can do anything you want." Fuxi smiled.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me." Di Jiang said in a hoarse voice:
"Fellow Taoist, are there four things you haven't mentioned yet?"
Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Di Jiang in surprise:
"Fourth, it's hard to say. In terms of people's hearts, you have to be Taoist friend Baichuan. I can't figure it out."
"What is the fourth one?" Hou Tu blinked and asked.
Zhu Jiuyin turned around and rubbed Houtu's head with a smile in his eyes:
"Of course it's the father's will that the eldest brother inherited. If the eldest brother is allowed to take action against a group of ordinary creatures, it would be better to kill the eldest brother."
"Oh!" Hou Tu nodded: "I understand, that's what I said..."
"Our little sister has the kindest heart." Di Jiang turned around and smiled, and finally looked at Fuxi:
"I want to know why fellow Taoist do this?"
Fuxi blinked, and then looked at Houtu. The slightly teasing look in his eyes made Houtu blush a little.
"Hey, it's a shame that I think so highly of you!" Gonggong scolded angrily:
"Do you know that my little sister and that Bai Ze have been in love for a long time? Aren't you and Bai Ze still fellow Taoists? How could this happen? I warn..."
"Come on, shut up!" Ju Mang rubbed his forehead and looked at Gonggong with a caring look:
"Obey, the Ancestral Witch of Water does not have to pour water into the whole body. The water in certain places can be poured out."
"No matter what, I have to consider your safety." Fuxi smiled slightly:
"But please know, fellow Taoists, that calculation is not omnipotent, and the calamity has already arisen. To be able to calculate like this is already the limit of a poor Taoist."
Fuxi's meaning is very simple, don't even think about relying on us.
If he really had the final say, then what was Fuxi's real purpose?
Naturally, Heavenly Court can go further and prevent the Witch Clan from killing an ancestor witch in this battle...
Well, just think it's for Bai Ze.
Of course, it's more for myself.
Only the injured world of East Prince was achieved.
Everyone can explode gold coins and achieve their most desired goals, and everyone is happy.
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation... is a little confusing. The most important thing is that the second party is poor at observing the formation. Can the complete Heavenly Court go further?"
"We understand." Di Jiang stood up, and Fu Xi followed suit.
The two bowed to each other.
Then Di Jiang spoke:
"Destroy the Immortal Court first, right? Maybe fellow Taoist has other plans, but this time it really helped us clear up our confusion. Thank you very much."
"It's okay, fellow Taoists, see you in the future."
Fuxi smiled, bowed to everyone, and then slowly left, walking down Buzhou Mountain step by step.
After watching Fu Xi leave, Di Jiang slowly said: "Everyone, get ready to take action."
"Brother, do we really want to listen to him?" Qiang Liang said worriedly:
"What if he deceived us? I might miss the opportunity to destroy Heaven."
"Qiang Liang." Zhu Jiuyin said calmly:
"Brother, I can understand your feelings, but this time, we have to do what he said. We don't dare to gamble."
"The second brother is right." Di Jiang nodded:
"We, the twelve ancestral witches, are indispensable. If one of us is killed or injured, it will be all at once..."
The irritability in Di Jiang's heart was already overwhelming.
Heavenly Court and Immortal Court, these two sides have made him think hard day and night and he can't think of any countermeasures.
What if they unite?
Wu Clan’s foul language!
Shebi Zhi, who was so immortal, couldn't wake up.
If the twelve ancestral witches gathered together, how could these shabby things happen?
After scolding Shebishi a thousand times in his heart, Di Jiang slowly spoke:
"Brothers and sisters, our target this time is only Duke Dong. If Duke Dong dies, the fairy court will be scattered. The rest..."
Di Jiang looked at Zhu Jiuyin.
Zhu Jiuyin understood the idea and said:
"Kill the demon gods. If you can kill one more, kill one more. After this battle, the Heavenly Court will be our biggest enemy. By the way, the people of the Immortal Court are also the same. Kill if you can, never hold back, but...kill Da Luo first Above all, the remaining soldiers and generals are useless no matter how many they have.”
"yes!"
All the ancestral witches and great witches said in unison.