Chapter 144: Stop the War (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

Thousands of years later, in the northern border, the battlefield of the fox and yellow tribes was millions of light years away, above the clouds in the void.

Dong Wanggong had just arrived, sitting on the cloud bed, holding the teacup in his hand, quietly sipping tea and watching the battle.

Qin Yuan stood beside him, filling the teapot from time to time.

After a while, Dong Wanggong spoke:

"Qin Yuan, do you think the yellow tribe will win?"

"The yellow tribe has a 70% chance of winning." Qin Yuan chuckled and said.

"Yeah." Dong Wanggong nodded, his eyes swept over the fox and yellow tribes that were "fighting".

The yellow tribe already had an absolute advantage in numbers.

But...

Why is there something wrong at this glance?

Dong Wanggong frowned.

Why is this fox tribe so weird?

What is the yellow tribe crying and laughing for?

Hmm?

Why did someone commit suicide directly?

You don't know until you see it, and you can see the clues after a closer look.

Dong Wanggong lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes.

Something is wrong with this fox clan.

The battle situation is now showing signs of being evenly matched.

Immortals of the same level fight.

Almost all of them fight for ten or eight years without a clear winner.

It is rare that the battle situation is one-sided.

This statement is more normal for top-level masters.

Dong Wanggong narrowed his eyes, his eyes were deep, and pure yang gathered.

He looked at countless at a glance.

Finally, his eyes fell on Huang Daxian.

The battlefield between the two of them is already the edge of the total battlefield.

Moreover, Su Shiliu also set up a barrier just to prevent others from being affected.

Dong Wanggong's eyes condensed and looked into the barrier.

This look...

Swear words!

What the hell!

Who is this!

Dong Wanggong stared, and a sense of "fear" surged in his heart.

How could he not recognize this person?

In Zixiao Palace, Randeng fights for a position...

That Nuwa, that Baichuan, that Fuxi...

They are all in the same group!

Calm down, calm down!

It's okay, this is a racial dispute.

I am not the one who made the move.

It is impossible to say that I am not afraid at all.

What is the current state of those people?

Dong Wanggong does not know this.

But he knows it very well.

At least four or five Daluo are perfect.

This is nothing.

They also have it in the Immortal Court.

But!

Sanqing!

The relationship between Sanqing and him can be described as close friends.

The sword that Tongtian used to break through the Quasi-Saint is still vivid in my mind.

'This cause and effect, racial dispute, no one should intervene, as long as I don't take action, we can be safe...'

What the hell!

Chunyang Ruler!

Dong Wanggong's heart seemed to be bleeding at this moment.

He has borrowed the treasure...

Wait, he borrowed it, it has nothing to do with me.

The Huang Clan asked me to borrow the Pure Yang Ruler on the pretext of joining the Immortal Court. I have a heart of love for talent, so I lent it to them!

Very good.

It doesn't matter if the reason is right or wrong, at least there is an explanation.

We can wait a little longer.

If the Huang Clan wins, I can take the opportunity to save the nine-tailed fox, which is actually a favor.

By then, if there are other things in the future, there will be at least a few fewer people to stop us.

Huh.

Dong Wanggong took a long breath, calmed his mind, and then said to Qin Yuan:

"Qin Yuan, take them back to the East Sea Immortal Court."

The second lecture of Zixiao Palace is about to start.

The Immortal Court will start preparing candidates to enter Zixiao Palace together.

Last time, there were 3,000 guests in Zixiao Palace.

This time, it is estimated that there will be many more than this number.

3,000?

It is estimated that it is far more than that.

The breakthrough craze is not a joke.

"Yes! Respect the Immortal Emperor's order." Qin Yuan bowed and then left.

After Qin Yuan left, Dong Wanggong took a deep breath again.

'Why am I so unlucky? '

Dong Wanggong couldn't help but start to doubt.

Gonggong, Kunpeng, and now there is another character involved with Sanqing and others.

No matter what he does or where he goes, there will be people to stop him.

Good things come with time...

Dong Wanggong can only persuade himself like this.

These are all the hardships he must go through on the road to great things.

Forget it, let's wait and see.

If there is really any problem, we will talk about it later.

However, the next moment, something strange happened.

A breath of good fortune floated by.

The boundless green divine fire ignited.

The color of Cangling Mountain condensed into fire lotus.

The countless fire lotus directly blasted Su Shiliu's barrier.

The next moment.

Then a figure stood in the void.

A red dress rustled on her body.

A pair of beautiful eyes painted red, majestic without anger.

A magic lamp glowed green, standing in her hand.

A stream of good fortune spread out in all directions, surrounding him.

Nuwa!

"Sixteen, stand behind me."

Nuwa's voice was somewhat indifferent.

Her eyes were very cold when she looked at Huang Daxian.

The Precious Lotus Lamp glowed with a green light, and the boundless good fortune sealed the void.

The battlefield on the other side came to an abrupt end at this moment.

The five Daluo of the Huang clan could not move!

Not to mention those small soldiers and generals.

They were all scared at this moment.

Some knelt on the ground, while others were terrified.

The battle between Huang Daxian and Su Shiliu was about 40-60.

Su Shiliu had 60-60.

But... his condition was not good either.

Huang Daxian's clothes were tattered and covered with his own scratches.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

Su Shiliu... his clothes were a little torn, and it looked like he had been burned.

The fair skin actually had many traces of burns...

Nuwa gritted her teeth, the Great Dao of Creation flowed, mediating Creation!

Su Shiliu's injuries were instantly restored to their original state!

This is the highest magical power of the Great Dao of Creation!

"Lady Nuwa." Su Shiliu held Nuwa with a bit of worry in her eyes.

Not worried about Nuwa's injury, but...it was a racial dispute, she rashly intervened.

"It's okay." Nuwa said calmly, patting the back of Su Shiliu's hand:

"As long as I'm here, I'll be fine."

After that, Nuwa turned her head and looked at Huang Daxian:

"Where is the person behind you? Chunyang Daoyun...Don't wait for me to find you."

In an instant, Huang Daxian felt like he was falling into a bottomless abyss.

Such pressure is too terrifying!

Is this the powerful man who has reached the perfection of Daluo?

Huang Daxian gritted his teeth, communicating with the Chunyang ruler in his heart, wanting to use it to contact Dong Wanggong.

But who knows...

Dong Wanggong took back the Pure Yang Ruler directly!

? ? ?

A lot of question marks appeared on Huang Daxian's head.

The next moment, a pure Yang aura emerged, and Dong Wanggong stood opposite Nuwa, raised his hand and bowed:

"Hello, fellow Taoist."

"You did it?" Nuwa looked at Dong Wanggong with cold eyes.

Dong Wanggong's heart sank, and then he said:

"I didn't know this.

"This involvement is because he borrowed my treasure.

"I didn't want to, but he said he joined the fairy court, so I agreed."

"It's a done deal." Nuwa didn't say much.

Raised his hand and a world was covered!

In an instant, the void collapsed, and the two entered the world.

In the world.

Time was turbulent, space was shattered, the pure Yang burned endlessly, and the creation was completed in an instant.

Outside the world, as if the pause button was pressed, no one dared to move.

Huang Daxian was already in a daze.

Was he tricked?

After a hundred days.

The two returned to the wild and left the world.

Dong Wanggong was not embarrassed, and so was Nuwa.

"This time, fellow Taoist, can I leave?" Dong Wanggong asked unnaturally.

"Good." Nuwa nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Wanggong turned into pure Yang Qi and fled.