Chapter 236 Zhulong and his three companions reunite

Chapter 236 Zhulong and his three companions reunite

"Sir Baichuan..." Shi Lie transformed into a Taoist body, with a deep scar on his left eye.

Bai Chuan frowned slightly, then imitated the Great Way of Creation and simply treated Shi Lie's wound, but the scar could not be erased.

Fortunately, my eyes were saved.

"There's no need to say thank you, just go and support others." Bai Chuan said calmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Baichuan!" Shilie clasped his fists and saluted:

"I will keep my kindness in my heart. If you ask me to do it in the future, I will definitely come."

"No need." Bai Chuan waved his hand:

"Pindao is just helping Emperor Jun, the cause and effect is not yours."

After saying that, Bai Chuan continued: "Don't die. Heaven has just prospered. If your greatest hero dies that day, there's no telling what will happen to that guy Di Jun."

"Yes." Shi Lie scratched his head, and then bowed again:

"Then I will go and support the others first. Thank you very much, Mr. Shirakawa."

"Good." Bai Chuan nodded.

Shilie saluted and left directly.

When there was no one around, Bai Chuan raised his hand to erase this world.

The twenty-seventh heaven is also raging with war, but overall... the situation has turned towards the heaven.

Heaven has already gained the upper hand.

Bai Chuan's gaze penetrated the endless void.

Each heaven is similar, each has its own victory or defeat, but overall, the heavens are already in the lead.

This battle... is probably almost over.

For Da Neng, the real battle will not take long at all.

The most important thing is that the timeline has been banned.

The past and future appear in the present?

This kind of time-consuming fighting method is now unthinkable.

Unless a Dao Ancestor grants you privileges, is it possible for Hongjun to grant such privileges to anyone?

Of course it doesn't exist.

Bai Chuan raised his head and looked towards the thirty-second heaven.

There is the main battlefield.

Both sides have set up a large formation, and it is Zhou Tianxing Dou's formation against Ten Thousand Immortals again.

However, without the Queen Mother of the West's Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, there is really no reason to beat the Zhou Tian Xingdou Formation.

Bai Chuan shook his head, and then left the 27th Heaven and headed towards the 21st Heaven.

It's time to leave.

Thirty-two heavens.

On one side, there are stars in the sky, and on the other side, there is a great formation of thousands of immortals.

The decisive battle between the Immortal Court and the Heavenly Court.

"Prince Dong, today is your day of death." Di Jun spoke first.

"Ha." Prince Dong sneered:

"The winner is still undecided, so what if I lose? The foundation of your heaven has been destroyed."

Di Jun didn't care at all, and even raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"You mean the twenty-one heavens, that's all. You don't understand even if I tell you. If you are arrogant and arbitrary, your demise is inevitable."

"All demons, set up the sun killing array!"

"What are you doing in formation?" A loud shout echoed through the void.

For a moment, countless eyes looked around and saw an endlessly expanding black hole standing in the center of both sides.

In the corner of the battlefield, there is a small tea table.

There were actually three figures sitting here.

Zhulong, Qingluan, Mo Qilin.

"Why did you two old guys join Heavenly Court?" Zhulong spoke first.

"Can you join the Immortal Court?" Mo Qilin sneered:

"Joining the Celestial Court is naturally beneficial, but we can't understand it. Why did you join the Celestial Court?"

"Haha, you know what a fool!" Zhulong snorted coldly: "That kid, Prince Dong, bullied others too much, so I followed his wishes, just to clean up the inside of our dragon clan, and I will have a chance in the future."

"What?" Qingluan said calmly: "Do you still want to enter the heaven after the war?"

"How?" Zhulong's eyes were deep and his tone suddenly became melancholy:

"If you don't come out, it will only be a matter of time before the Dragon Clan disappears. With the help of the Immortal Court to wash away your sins and send the stubborn old man to death, our Dragon Clan will be clean and clear in the future. There will be no foundation left. Why not enter the Celestial Court?"

"Are you dragon clan clean?" Mo Qilin sneered: "Heaven is rooted in all races, and you will only be happy if they die."

"Indeed." Zhulong said lightly:

"So I sent all Daluo Perfection and 95% of the Daluo people over. They voluntarily shouldered the karma of the Dragon Clan and gave the new Dragon Clan a chance of survival. Now they voluntarily went to the battlefield and died in the hands of the people in heaven..."

"You!" Qingluan Mei stared, surprise appearing in her eyes:

"Are you crazy? Are all your clan members going to die? Are you, the dragon clan, desperate for your life?"

"So what's the problem?" Zhulong looked directly at Qingluan with deep eyes:

"Ao Ye is among them, and I treat them equally. They are all heroes of our dragon clan. After this incident, our dragon clan seems to be weaker than any other clan, and their karma has been greatly reduced. They only need to go to heaven to develop again."

"Madman." Qingluan spat:

"If so, isn't the Erlong clan weaker than any other clan?"

"With me here, who dares to say that the Dragon Clan is weak?" Zhulong said calmly.

Qingluan was slightly startled.

Zhulong... is indeed different.

Compared with the previous Zhulong, this Zhulong... made Qingluan feel unfamiliar.

"You are the Avenue of Time, right?" Qingluan said slowly:

"What exactly do you see in your eyes?"

Zhulong's body froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He hasn't seen anything since then...

I had no choice but to take another look, but a slap came my way.

Zhulong was beaten countless times.

‘The evil Hongjun! ’

"In short, our dragon clan will have noble people to help us. It is only a matter of time before we can return to heaven and earth. It is inevitable to enter heaven this time. How did you two old guys think of entering heaven?"

"You have entered the Immortal Court." Mo Qilin spread his hands:

"You've already left the mountain, why can't we? It's just that this prehistoric world is too perverted now, and everyone is similar to us. It's really scary."

The world has changed a long time ago.

Mo Qilin was dumbfounded.

What about the two brothers of the Bai family, the three emperors of heaven, two monarchs and one division, the prince of the East and the queen mother of the west, the Hongyun of Sanqing Minghe...

All of them are stronger than this old Qilin.

How long?

There are only a few tens of yuan in total, and they have all become weak.

Even if he joins the battlefield now, he will still torture those quasi-sages of luck.

They are both quasi-sages of luck, but they are still far behind the old guys from the three tribes.

Among the three people, Zhulong, only Zhulong has achieved great enlightenment and can be regarded as proving the Tao through his strength.

"Are these barbarians here too?" Qingluan turned his head slightly and looked at the black hole over there.

"Thirty-six great witches...are they here for heaven?" Mo Qilin frowned and said:

"Is it possible that the Immortal Court gave another promise? It actually attracted the Witch Clan to dispatch so many powerful witches?"

The top combat power of the witch clan, apart from the ancestral witches, are these great witches.

This battle...could it be that it was still a battle of genocide? The Monster Clan was only established today!

Zhulong said slowly:

"It's just a great witch. None of the twelve ancestral witches showed up. Xing Tian, ​​the strongest among the great witches, is only equivalent to several demon gods. He can't stand on the stage. The battle situation is still under control. The worst... you just take action."