People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 642: Three Tribes of Slaves, the Flame of Revenge
Hongjun is an extremely narcissistic old Taoist, but he has never believed in fate. Because he thinks he is destiny, and he is in harmony with the way of heaven. Who can be his opponent?

The Three Pure Ones were his disciples.

Nuwa, Pingxin once knelt before him.

"Hongjun, you have accomplished a 'good thing'. The appearance of Longhan Liangjie has exposed those Taoist friends who were hiding behind the scenes. You said that when they found out that your cultivation level is just on par with theirs, or that you don't have enough power to suppress them, do you think there will be rumors that Zixiao Palace will listen to your teachings?"

When every god believes that they have been reborn with the memories of their past lives, will they think about changing their destiny?
"Especially the one you taught about the way of attaining enlightenment by beheading the three corpses? I'm afraid no one will follow this path. Donghuang Taiyi, Demon Emperor Dijun, and the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace in the past, none of them ever attained enlightenment by beheading the three corpses."

Hongjun looked terrified.

Hongjun, being an extremely cunning old man, naturally thought of all the scenarios he could think of. At this moment, he would stand against all the gods.

However, Hongjun still chose a tough attitude, with a casual look, and snorted coldly, "Then I won't bother you, fellow Taoist."

The river flows backwards.

The Ancestral Dragon brought with him a huge amount of water and poured down, driving the Qilin clan out of the East China Sea. The Ancestral Kirin was swept into pieces by the floating dust in Hongjun's hand and did not appear on the battlefield of the dragon, phoenix and Qilin clans.

Feng Zu is no exception.

It can be described as a one-sided massacre.

A few bald birds fell from the sky from time to time.

Lu Yue kindly reminded: "Hongjun, if you don't stop it, Zulong will kill all the Phoenix and Qilin tribes and dominate the area south of Buzhou Mountain. You passed down the way of destiny.

I am afraid that Zulong will break through, and use his luck to swallow up Mount Buzhou and bring all the creatures in the world with him. You want to merge your body with the Tao, but I am afraid that there is no possibility for you to do so?"

Hongjun glared at him unhappily.

Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!

No mercy at all.

Can't he see it?

"How could this old Taoist pass on the complete path of destiny to Zulong? He is just a chess piece that this old Taoist puts down in his spare time." Hongjun tried his best to put on a nonchalant expression.

In fact, it was just an instant.

Then he came to the East China Sea and slapped the dragon's horn with one palm.

bang~
The dragon horn flashing with lightning was directly broken. Zulong tilted his head, staring at Hongjun who suddenly appeared, and snorted coldly: "Hongjun, you want to kill me."

Hongjun smiled without saying anything. In his eyes, Zulong could not be kept.

What he wanted was for the three tribes to perish together, rather than a one-sided massacre. The Phoenix Ancestor was ambushed by the Lin Ancestor and was eliminated first. Then he eliminated the Lin Ancestor, and naturally, the remaining Ancestral Dragons could not be spared either.

I was also confused by Lu Yue's anger just now.

He should have transformed into the Lin Zu and died together with the Zu Long before killing all three tribes. However, it was almost the same now. The Zu Long was just a spent force and it would not take much time.

"You are no match for the old man."

Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Zulong's every move with a dangerous look.

Zulong roared and said coldly: "I will not surrender. Don't you want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability to do it."

roar~
A dragon roared.

Zulong directly spat out his dragon ball and rushed towards Hongjun.

Hongjun had a cold expression on his face and said with contempt, "I have killed countless dragons like you. I can't even count them." He seemed to be reminiscing about the past.

The dust in his hands turned into thousands of sword lights, piercing through the vast void and piercing into the body of the Ancestral Dragon.

Thump~
Zulong spat out blood, and his whole body was covered with golden blood, staining the three thousand floating dust particles. He closed his eyes unwillingly and roared with his last bit of strength.

"burst!"

A bright firework blooms in the void.

Hongjun was calm as he strolled through the void and landed in front of Zulong's corpse. He snorted coldly and said, "You want to drag me down with your own self-destruction? You have been my chess piece for the previous ninety-nine lives. You should feel honored to have me see you off for the last time." He flicked his sleeves.

Countless dust was flying in the sky, and wherever it passed, all the creatures of the three tribes were imprisoned. Iron chains formed by the blood curse fell into the bodies of the creatures of the three tribes.

"You have been slaves to the old ways for generations, clearing wasteland for me."

Those cold words were like a cool summer breeze, penetrating the heart. Hongjun, standing in the void, turned his sleeves into a black hole in the sky that covered the sky and sucked the lives of the three tribes into the black hole.

Lu Yue glanced coldly at the farce on the shore of the East China Sea.

The Qilin was beheaded, the Ancestral Dragon was extinct, and only the Ancestral Phoenix was taken into his sleeves. However, without its descendants, the Ancestral Phoenix was nothing more than a poor hen. The three tribes had become history.

Live up to existence.

have to say.

Hongjun is still as capable as ever in his work. With the huge number of people in the three tribes, even if they go mining they can still make a considerable fortune, or it is not impossible to turn them into powerful weapons.

Thousands of years passed.

The wounds left by the three tribes to the earth are recovering again, and it is another era of great contention. If the world is a huge makeshift troupe, it is natural that you finish your performance and I will take the stage.

The innate gods once again walked out of their safe nests and left beautiful legends in the ancient world.

Penglai Fairy Island.

Outside the Dadao Palace, Zu Feng's injuries have recovered. He looks sad as he sits on the cliff, fishing for sea dragons. Wherever he looks, there is beautiful scenery.

The eyes are sad.

He stared at Lü Yue who was walking towards him and said, "Daoyou, the creatures of my three clans are missing. Can you help me find them?"

Lu Yue shook his head with an indifferent expression. The three tribes had committed countless murders in the ancient times, and they were originally punished by heaven. Hongjun took the creatures of the three tribes away to avoid the heavenly calamity.

He pondered for a moment and said, "The creatures of the three tribes have violated the heavenly calamity. Fellow Daoist Zufeng, have you ever thought about the consequences of failing in the battle for hegemony? A single move can affect the entire body, and no one can escape unscathed."

"The moment you tried to get the skin of a tiger, it was already doomed."

"You mean Hongjun?"

Zu Feng came back to her senses, and in her mind emerged the image of a white-haired, thin Taoist priest holding a dustpan. He came to Wutong Mountain with an immortal look and taught her the way of destiny.

Ha ha!
There was a loud phoenix cry, and the ancestor phoenix cried blood.

"I am unwilling and don't want to be involved in it, but Zulong and Zulin are so aggressive. I have to be on guard." Zu Feng looked gloomy, even though he didn't want to believe it.

But Lu Yue had no reason to lie to her.

You will only reap the consequences.

"Penglai Fairy Island has a beautiful environment. Why don't you settle down here? Isn't it good to have an idle Daluo Yanzun?"

It's not that he is attracted by beauty.

But Zu Feng's cultivation was indeed not weak. If he had not practiced the way of luck and wanted to use it to break through to Daluo, there would not be the disaster before him. In the mythical ancient times, his cultivation was above Daluo.

Whether it is the quasi-saint who killed the three corpses.

Or a saint who is in harmony with the Way of Heaven?
In his opinion, it was nothing more than the application of the Daluo realm. The strength might be improved a little, but a more likely possibility was that it would be putting the cart before the horse.

Naturally, nothing is achieved.

Zu Feng's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, he stared at the beautiful scenery, without any sense of peace, his eyes were flickering with hatred, he said coldly: "Hongjun, you are plotting to murder my Phoenix clan, how can I let him go free between heaven and earth."

"Even if I am willing to sacrifice my whole life, I will pull him down from the altar."

Lu Yue shook his head. How could a woman whose mind was blinded by hatred be a match for Hongjun? Even he might not be able to truly defeat Hongjun.

Who knows if he has any other tricks up his sleeve?

(End of this chapter)