AWB Chapter 157 Falling out
Chapter 157 Falling out
This extraterritorial demon was eventually taken away by Patriarch Hongjun.
There is no other reason.
Ancestor Hongjun is not only the teacher of the Six Saints, but more importantly, he is in charge of the way of heaven and is the strongest person in the prehistoric world.
Looking at the three saints in the ancient times, Guchuan said with foresight.
"Fellow Daoist Pingxin, can you believe that these three brothers are the closest people in the prehistoric world, yet in the blink of an eye they are about to become the world's greatest enemies?"
When Empress Pingxin heard this, a strange look appeared in her eyes.
Everyone knows that Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu are not on good terms, but with the help of Taiqing Saint, nothing went wrong.
But, Furukawa never talks too much without reason.
Could it be that the Three Pure Ones are really going to split up and become enemies?
But since ancient times, interests have been the most powerful force in moving people's hearts. She really couldn't think of any interests in this world that could make the three saints turn against each other?
Could it be that this extraterritorial demon represents something?
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East China Sea.
Dragon Palace.
"Fellow Taoist Furukawa, you're welcome!"
The Dragon King of the East Sea spoke to Guchuan with a smile on his face and even a bit of flattery.
At this moment, the Dragon King of the East Sea didn't even dare to sit on his throne. He stood next to Gu Chuan with a hint of worry in his eyes.
As for his children, he had already sent them to other sea areas and they did not dare to come near here at all.
After all, the Wu Clan now controls the entire prehistoric world, and any voice of dissent will be quickly destroyed.
Although the Dragon Clan possesses the ability to suppress the sea, if they displease the Witch Clan, these lunatics will most likely kill the Dragon Clan directly!
Notice.
Among the witch clan, there is not only the wisest man in the prehistoric world, but also a peerless saint who can shock the prehistoric world.
"Old Dragon King, you don't have to be like this. During the Lich War, your dragon clan was sensible enough not to directly participate in the battle. Although you sent some small fry to intervene, everything can still be discussed!"
Furukawa looked at the dancing clam girl in front of him and said to the old Dragon King beside him with a smile.
"How dare you! Those water creatures are nothing but traitors to my clan. When I learned about this, I was furious and not only exterminated all their relatives, but also ordered the dragon clan to absolutely not get involved!"
This old Dragon King is indeed the best tailwind helm in the prehistoric world. It is really hard for him to lie with his eyes open at this moment.
Furukawa came here not to cause trouble for him, but to pave the way for someone.
"Don't be nervous. I didn't come here to cause you any trouble. Otherwise, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would be here. Why would we need to go to such trouble?"
Hearing this, beads of sweat instantly dripped from the old Dragon King's forehead, and he said in fear and trepidation.
"Guchuan Zuwu, if you have anything to do, just tell me directly. The Dragon Clan will help you no matter what. No, my Dragon Clan will definitely complete your orders!"
Guchuan smiled faintly, left the jade token and floated away.
Looking at the information recorded on the jade token, the old Dragon King suddenly took a breath of cold air and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"This... How is this possible? How could anyone have foreseen this..."
The turtle prime minister with white eyebrows slowly approached from the side, wanting to get a glimpse of the information recorded on the jade token, but was slapped on the turtle shell by the old Dragon King.
"Idiot, is this the information you can see?
If this gets out, even if my dragon clan has nine lives, it won't be enough to survive!"
Rumble!
A huge roar suddenly sounded in the Crystal Palace, shaking the ancient aquatic creatures, but no one dared to come here to investigate.
There is no other reason.
The witch clan is out and about, no one dares to move!
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human race.
holy mountain.
Furukawa sat in the temple created for him by humans, feeling the power of faith that was still close to him, and frowned slightly.
"The power of faith of the human race cannot be implicated in me. Otherwise, when the human race's population exceeds one trillion, this will be the means for the human race and the Heavenly Court to counter me!"
Furukawa never believed that the human race would undergo any major changes because of his appearance.
What's more, the bigger the traces you leave behind, the bigger the flaw will be. How can these saints let you go?
"However, in another hundred years, the human martial arts totem will reach its peak. I can refine it and suppress my destiny, and then I can completely change my plan!"
Gu Chuan slowly closed his eyes when he said this. At the same time, the aura on his body changed again and again, from the witch clan's evil spirit just now to the immortal way, and then to the martial arts.
In an instant, his body was like thunder rolling, as if trillions of wild bulls were running together, and his heartbeat was like thunder and lightning, so terrifying.
However, those among the human race who believed in Guchuan discovered that a bright light had appeared on their own plaques since they did not know when, and it remained there for a long time.
This made many martial arts practitioners very happy, and they began to believe in Furukawa even harder.
Only a little bit of black air escaped from it, which was the power of faith mixed with the resentment of all living beings.
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Witch clan.
"Our current formation for commemorating the Father God has been running for so long, when do we need to stop?!"
A great wizard with white hair who had lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years looked into the distance and asked a question.
Next to him squatted a small witch with human blood.
The little guy was a little naughty and was writing and drawing. Some of the words were obviously the words of the Wu clan.
The vast majority of human beings can write this kind of characters, which is used for recording, explanation and communication.
It's just that he seems to want to correct something.
Then the little guy threw the lever in his hand aside and asked curiously.
"Grandpa, this writing is a little too difficult to write. It's not very vivid at all, and it's hard to associate with it. How great would it be if we had the chance to create another kind of writing?"
When the white-haired wizard heard this, his originally kind face suddenly showed a hint of anger, and he scolded.
"What do you know? This writing was created by Guchuan Zuwu, and it is the most orthodox writing of our witch clan!
Only those who inherit our Wu civilization are members of our Wu clan, and these characters are the most important things that carry on our Wu civilization!"
But right now.
Not far away, a young man's voice suddenly came.
"I don't think so. Since writing can be created and developed, and since someone wants to change it, then let them give it a try. Am I right, Cangjie?"
Guchuan, wearing a black robe, slowly walked out from the edge of the Wu tribe with a friendly smile on his face, as if he had seen thousands of new creatures.
The fusion of humans and wizards has begun, and the next step is to carve out a place for this new race.
"You...you are the Ancient Witch Guchuan!"
Looking at the person who came, the great wizard who was originally a little angry suddenly had tears in his eyes and shouted in disbelief.
But before Guchuan could say anything, terrifying voices of saints suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.
"Today, I, Yuanshi Tianzun, have established my own cave abode, which will be the Yuxu Palace on Mount Kunlun!"