The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 853: Worry and seek perfection
At this moment, the illusory world of mountains and rivers is fluttering behind their Yuanshen Dharma. The treasure of body protection is the map of mountains and rivers, and the treasure of Fuxi's companion is the qin of Fuxi.
Playing yin and yang, transforming chaos.
Suddenly, Fuxi's expression changed, and he frowned, and Nuwa also frowned.
Suddenly, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, took back their primordial spirit, and looked at each other with a sad expression.
After a long time, Fuxi sighed and said helplessly:
"Hey, you and I, brother and sister, are too impatient after all, otherwise, how could it be that Zhen Yuanzi planned to lose at least 30% of the original source, and was almost shattered by the primordial spirit. Damaged, I didn't expect that Di Jun would also fall into the ground at this time. No wonder Zhen Yuanzi said that our brothers and sisters will fall at some point. It turned out that this was what we were referring to. It's ridiculous, what we thought at the beginning was all wrong! Alas!!"
At this time, an angry expression flashed on Nuwa's pink face. She did not expect that Di Jun would be so heartless.
Their brothers and sisters took action at the beginning to save Di Jun, although they also had some plans of their own, but more importantly, in order to help Di Jun, now Di Jun has to rely on the hands of the Wu clan. Come to oppress the two brothers and sisters, let them fall into the boundless quagmire.
"I didn't expect Di Jun to be such a villain." Nu Wa said bitterly.
"No, Di Jun is a hero of the world! It's a pity, alas!!" On Fuxi's face, a complex expression appeared.
"One day, Di Jun will definitely regret what he did today." Nu Wa gritted her teeth and said, she has never hated a person like this time.
"Di Jun's actions must be impeccable. Could it be that you and my brother and sister can compete with each other? However, don't think about it. I am a minister in the demon court. Yes, do it absolutely, otherwise, you and my brother and sister will be burnt, which is not what he wants to see. At the beginning, I should not have joined forces to help him capture Kunpeng, otherwise, how could you and my brother and sister be in danger today?" A look of unwillingness flashed in Fuxi's eyes, but at this moment, he had no choice, either, be surrounded by Zu Wu, or choose to bow his head to Emperor Jun, just like the demon master Kunpeng.
Fu Xi, at this time, realized the helplessness and bitterness of Kunpeng.
Do not live.
If their brothers and sisters are in their peak state, it is not that they are not without them. They can fight with the Twelve Ancestors. Presumably, with the wisdom of the ancestors, they will not be in vain, and they will fight to the death with their brothers and sisters.
However, now, their brothers and sisters are both severely injured, and they have been injured by the first sage in the prehistoric world, Zhen Yuanzi, and no soul is willing to offend the sage because of saving their brother and sister.
They can only heal on their own.
Now, even if they are brothers and sisters, it is useless to ask for help like their former best friends.
Di Jun, won't allow it, he will never let the cooked duck fly.
Furthermore, Zu Wu will not allow it. If someone dares to help their brother and sister, it is to be an enemy of the Wu clan!
Although Zhen Yuanzi didn't target their brothers and sisters, presumably in the prehistoric world, there will be no shortage of them, and they want to use the heads of their brothers and sisters to win the favor of the saints.
If Zhenyuanzi is willing, the ancestor witch of the Wu clan will definitely not mind, using the heads of Fuxi and Nuwa's siblings to maintain the fragile friendship between them.
In Fuxi's mind, so many thoughts passed through in an instant.
Then, Fuxi shook his head, let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice:
"Nuwa, this is the biggest life-and-death crisis that you and my brother and sister will face since they were born."
When Nuwa heard the words, her expression couldn't help changing. Although she realized that the current situation was extremely unfavorable for their siblings, she never thought that it would be a life-and-death crisis.
"Could it be that they don't care about Master?" Nu Wa asked suspiciously.
"Hehe, Hongjun, he can't protect himself, otherwise, how could he be forced to appear in the prehistoric world for millions of years to be that shrunken tortoise, not to mention you and me, just three Qing Daoist, he is powerless to protect." Fuxi smiled a little desolately, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Nuwa frowned and said:
"However, the Master will eventually be born one day!"
"A million years later, the vicissitudes of life will be expected. At that time, the prehistoric world has already been, and all the saints are out of the game. With the power of one person, how can Hongjun stir up the general trend of the world?" Fuxi pointedly said, but he didn't even think that at this time, his sister would even think about those unrealistic things.
At this moment, Zhu Rong's arrogant clamor came from their ears.
Suddenly, angry expressions appeared on the faces of Fuxi and Nuwa.
They are brothers and sisters of extremely noble birth, how could they ever suffer such an insult?
Fu Xi and Nu Wa looked at each other, and then appeared on the top of the mountain, facing the Twelve Ancestors from afar.
"Zhu Jiuyin, I don't know why you are waiting for the Wu clan to come here today?" Fuxi asked in a deep voice.
"Just you? It's also worthy of talking to my elder brother, hum! Courting death!" On Zhu Rong's face, a disdainful smile flashed, and he was about to punch.
At this moment, Hou Tu suddenly shot and blocked Zhu Rong's punch.
On Zhu Rong's face, an angry expression appeared, and he shouted angrily:
"What do you want to do?"
At this time, Hou Tu glanced at Zhu Rong with some guilt, and said softly:
"Brother Zhu Rong, I'm sorry, but how about letting my sister talk to Fuxi and Nuwa today?"
A pleading look flashed across Hou Tu's eyes, looking at Zhu Rong, and then swept over the other eleven ancestral witches.
Zhu Rong stretched out his hand with a punch, smashing a mountain on the ground into pieces, his fiery red hair was flying, and he kept saying:
"I'm angry, I'm angry!"
Afterwards, he waved his hand impatiently at Houtu, looking dissatisfied, but he couldn't resist, Houtu's plea.
Houtu was originally the youngest among the twelve ancestor witches, and she was very well-behaved on weekdays. At that time, he was extremely angry in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and recognized the matter.
Seeing Zhu Rong's agreement, Hou Tu showed a look of joy on his face, and couldn't help but said softly:
"Houtu, thank you brother Zhu Rong!"
Zhu Rong waved his hands helplessly and stood back in the Ancestral Witch group.
Hour Tu continued to look at the other ancestors, and finally stopped at Zhu Jiuyin with a pleading look.
At this time, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, and many strong players in the field were all waiting for Zhu Jiuyin's decision.
Not only Houtu, Fuxi and Nuwa brothers and sisters were also waiting nervously at this time, Zhu Jiuyin spoke.
Because, this is related to the fate of their brother and sister.
Zhu Jiuyin didn't open his eyes at this time. At this moment, his thin left hand stretched out and pointed into the air. In the sky, a long river of time manifested.
In one scene, the demon emperor Jun, sitting high on the nine-day dragon chair, looked down at the ministers, and Fuxi stood under it.
In one scene, the lich teamed up to intimidate many powerful people and slaughter the ancient powerhouses.
In one scene, Nuwa evolves into a map of mountains and rivers, and hundreds of millions of witches are reduced to ashes.
In one scene, the Tianzhu collapsed, the water of the Nine Heavens poured down, and the sky collapsed.
This scene flashed quickly in the long river of time. Although it was extremely fast, all the people present were top-level supernatural powers. Which one of them would not understand?
Zu Wu's eyes were filled with endless anger, looking at the Nuwa and Fuxi brothers and sisters in front of them.
The brothers and sisters Fuxi and Nuwa were also extremely shocked at this time. They did not expect that the Ancestral Witch, who did not cultivate the soul, but only cultivated the body, would have such a heaven-defying means.
"Houtu, you have seen the future, how about you? Is it more important for the Wu clan, or is your personal relationship more important?" Zhu Jiu asked in a gloomy voice.
Suddenly, all the other ancestor witches turned their heads quickly to look at Houtu.
In Houtu's beautiful eyes, there were traces of tears, and her heart fell into a frantic struggle. She kept asking herself, how should she choose?
Is it a witch? Or is it your own friendship?
Years of brother-sister bond, a race of flesh and blood.
Years of friendship, billions of years of contacts.
Which one is more important?
At this moment, she really doesn't want to make a choice.
Immediately, the day after tomorrow, she raised her head and looked at the other ancestor witches. A firm look flashed in her eyes, and she slowly said:
"I will persuade their brothers and sisters not to be enemies of my witch clan."
"Alright then, I'll give you the last chance, Houtu, I don't want the next time." Zhu Jiuyin turned his head directly, no longer looking at Houtu.
At this moment, disappointment flashed in the eyes of the other ancestors. They did not expect that the always smart and steady little girl would be so emotional.
Immediately, Houtu turned to look at the sisters Nuwa and Fuxi. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked:
"Nuwa, if you are willing to swear to heaven and earth that you will never be an enemy of my witch clan, I will wait for the ancestral witch to take action today, okay?"
At this time, Houtu looked at Nuwa with a pleading look on her face. She hoped in her heart that Nuwa could nod her head, and then she could continue to be with Nuwa and be friends forever.
However, a struggling look flashed in Nu Wa's eyes at this time. She is different from Houtu. She pursues the supreme avenue. The existence of anything else is a **** to her. .
She cultivates the Yuanshen Dao, and pays more attention to the cycle of cause and effect. She dare not make an oath easily.
At this moment, Fuxi stretched out his hand and shook it. Nuwa's little hand was a little cold, but she didn't, urging her to make a choice.
Because, no matter what choice Nu Wa makes, he will support him without hesitation.
In Nuwa's mind, the scenes between her and Houtu flashed through.
For a long time, Nu Wa's eyes flashed a look of guilt. She did not want this kind of **** to appear on her way.
"I'm sorry, Houtu, I can't guarantee this." Nuwa shook her head and said helplessly.
At this time, Houtu seemed to be pulled away, and with all the strength in his body, he almost fell to the ground. Nuwa just wanted to reach out to help, when Di Jiang's figure flashed behind Houtu, With the soil in his arms, Di Jiang's silver hair fluttered, and his silver eyes stared at Nu Wa.
"Nuwa, in the future my Emperor Jiang will definitely kill all your brothers and sisters. Today, I am gathering with the ancestors to destroy Fengqi Mountain. Emperor Jun, I wonder if you agree with this?"
The stick in Di Jiang's hand traveled directly through time and space and hit a crack in space.
Immediately, Di Jun took Dong Huang Taiyi and appeared in front of Nuwa Fuxi.
Di Jun has a smile on his face, Dong Huangtai is domineering and arrogant.
Di Jiang picked up the back soil in his arms and handed it to Xuan Ming, who had walked in front.
"Di Jun, how do you feel about your suggestion to me?" Di Jiang said solemnly, as if if he disagreed, he would immediately take action.
The dojo is where a monk's face is located. If the dojo is destroyed, it means that a monk has lost all face, has no face, and is walking in the prehistoric world.
"Di Jiang, why do you need to be angry? This is just a trivial matter." Di Junya said with a smile on his handsome face.
"Di Jun, if you can't even agree to this matter, then there is no need for the two lich clans to join forces. My ancestor Wu Emperor Jiang, will decide to raise the army of hundreds of millions of witch clans to break through. Demon Court." An angry look flashed across Di Jiang's face, he would never allow anyone to bully his sister.
When Di Jun heard the words, his face suddenly sank, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Candle Nine Yin, is that what you mean too?"
At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin nodded indifferently and said:
"The demon clan eat meat, and the witch clan always needs some soup to drink. If there is no soup at all, and let us, the witch clan, how can you rest assured to cooperate with you?"
At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin opened his mouth and said, as if he didn't care about the two Lich clans fighting against each other. In fact, the strength of the Wu clan at this time was definitely above the demon clan. At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin is so confident.
When Di Jun heard the words, his pupils shrank. He knew that Zhu Jiuyin was taking the opportunity to persecute him. Suddenly, a look of anger flashed on his face, but Di Jun was, after all, a hero of the world , holding back the anger in his heart, slowly opened his mouth and said:
"This matter is a bit over the top. Besides, this Fengqi Mountain is not the property of my emperor. It is up to the two emperors, Xi Huang and Wa Huang, to decide!"
Di Jun and Zu Wu both looked at Fuxi and Nu Wa brothers and sisters, Di Jun's eyes had an inexplicable look, but Zu Wu's eyes were full of anger.
As soon as Fuxi heard Di Jun speak, he couldn't help but know that something was wrong.
"Fuxi greets His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and may His Majesty dominate the world and be at ease forever." Fuxi fell to one knee and said respectfully.
Di Jun's expression was startled, but he did not expect that Fuxi would be so decisive.
However, after all, it was the demon emperor who had been a demon emperor for many years. On his face, a look of satisfaction and joy flashed across his face. He stretched out his hand to support Fu Xi, and he looked like a virtuous corporal, and said:
"Why does Aiqing need more courtesy, you and I are both working hard for the great cause of the demon clan. In the future, Fuxi, you will be the emperor of heaven."
A grateful look flashed on Fuxi's face, as if he was so grateful for Di Jun's actions, he hurriedly knelt on the ground again, and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, Fuxi, what kind of virtue and ability, if you can be valued by Your Majesty, Fuxi is bound to work hard for His Majesty!"
Di Jun and Fuxi, who look like a ruler and a minister get along with each other, but they directly angered Zhu Rong. At this time, I saw him pointing at Di Jun and scolding:
"Di Jun, you flat-haired beast, don't be there, you're pretending to be fake, hurry up and reply to my elder brother's words, is it war or peace? It's all up to you!"