Chapter 233: The Veil Is Unveiled, the Final Battle Is Coming

"Do you want to hear about Zhulong's calculations? It may take some time to explain."

Fuxi asked the witches.

"Humph." Zhurong snorted coldly:

"My friend, why don't you get the point right away? I didn't understand at all. What nonsense did you just say? What does it have to do with who we fight? We don't recognize Zhulong, and we don't need to recognize him. If you don't explain it today, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhurong was already very unhappy when he saw Fuxi.

And Houtu winked, Zhurong was even more unhappy.

Then Zhu Jiuyin was said to have no smile, and Zhurong's unhappiness reached its peak.

Fuxi did not respond, but smiled at Dijiang and said slowly:

"Maybe it may be a waste of time, but the reason is not complicated. Fellow Taoist Zhu Jiuyin may figure it out soon, so I won't say much.

"In short, I came here at this time to ask you fellow Taoists to suppress the Immortal Court later. If either of them dies, the benefits brought to the Wu clan are almost the same.

"And the Wu clan does not have the ability to face both parties at the same time. It is already the best to take one of the two parties first."

"Heh." Zhu Rong sneered, with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "Taoist master? That's it?

"They fight on both sides, one side is at a disadvantage, we will take action immediately, suppress the loser, and then kill the other winner together, isn't it beautiful? Why should we listen to your nonsense?"

"I mean if." Fuxi smiled and looked at Zhu Rong:

"What if this is a calculation between the two sides? What do you think? As far as I know, the Wu clan has a trump card, which is the last legacy left by Pangu God to his children? But... it seems that..."

He stopped talking halfway,

Fuxi stopped talking and looked at Dijiang:

"Daoyou, if you believe me, you should take over the Immortal Court first."

"Bullshit!" Zhu Rong shouted and stood up suddenly:

"Zhu Laoer can't argue with you, but I can!

"Let me ask you, if those two mixed-haired birds killed that broken Mars, why can't we kill those two mixed-haired birds?"

"There are three reasons." Fuxi said slowly:

"First, the strength of the Heavenly Court is not weak. They will definitely choose to be conservative in this battle, even if they are facing people from the Immortal Court, they will hold back."

"Why? They are mortal enemies, how can they hold back?"

"The answer is second, the internal division of the Immortal Court, and the capture of high-ranking officials. The Wu Clan is not good at planting spies in other forces, right?

"But Di Jun is different. He once walked alone in the East China Sea for more than ten thousand years before the Phoenix Clan joined. Guess what he did? After the Dragon Clan joined the Immortal Court, there was another ten thousand years. Guess what he did?

"Dong Wanggong is arbitrary and does not trust anyone. His calculations are unknown to anyone, which led to the internal division of the Immortal Court.

"Let's talk about planting spies..."

Fuxi smiled:

"How do you think this battle came about? Today is not the meat grinder battlefield of the past. Secret calculations are the mainstream. The Immortal Court is fighting to the death, and so is the Heavenly Court. Both sides have anticipated today's battle, and it is even a multi-party game. "

Fight, calculate.

This is the current prehistoric world.

Sacrifice the dragon clan? The dragon clan also took advantage of the situation. After this, if the Immortal Court does not perish, the karma will naturally be divided into the Immortal Court. If the Immortal Court perishes, it will not be a big deal. The old man who really bears the karma of the dragon clan is dead.

The dragon clan has suffered heavy losses, and even downgraded from the overlord status to become a subordinate of others, just to get rid of some of this karma.

The dragon clan needs casualties. The more deaths, the more honest the clan members will be, and... the more deaths, the more innocent they will be.

As for the surprise attack on the Immortal Court, how could Di Jun not have expected it? There was an unexpected link, which was just that Bai Ze left the 21st Heaven in advance.

"What happened to the high-ranking official being captured alive? "Gonggong asked.

"Queen Mother of the West, the second best in the Immortal Court, is now lying in the twenty-first heaven. Although she is very powerful... but unfortunately she didn't have eyes to see and killed Bai Ze."

It is normal to kill Bai Ze, but Bai Ze is not from the Heavenly Court at all. He was dragged into it and killed. It would be strange if Baichuan could let her have a good ending.

Helping relatives but not helping others, not to mention that Bai Ze owed it to save the demon clan, could Bai Ze watch millions of lives die tragically?

"Is Daoyou Bai Ze okay?" Hou Tu said nervously, with a bit of anxiety in her tone.

"It's okay, Daoyou Baichuan is not a decoration, if we talk about strength, he is above me." Fuxi smiled and said:

"Let's talk about the third one, the third one is to connect everything in the previous one.

"The first step is that the Immortal Court splits up, and Emperor Jun takes advantage of the situation; the second step is that the Dragon Clan does nothing and only wants to die; the rest of those who are taken advantage of by Emperor Jun will naturally... These two steps are the reasons why the Immortal Court will lose.

"The third step is that the Heavenly Court will hold back, and Dong Wanggong will be killed and recruited at the speed of light; the fourth step is needless to say, if you wait for one party to die before you take action, you will face the complete Heavenly Court, if you take action when one party falls below..."

There is no need to say more about this, do you dare to bet, if it is a calculation between the Immortal Court and the Heavenly Court?

What if Fuxi's presence here is all part of the plan? What if everything is fake?

If one of the twelve witch ancestors dies, the witch clan is almost dead. How can they face the countless creatures that have gathered without a trump card?

More than 90% of the creatures in the entire prehistoric world!

Fuxi looked at Dijiang and smiled faintly:

"So, I came here today to really help you."

Helping both sides is also a help, right?

Fuxi's expression has already written a few big words: Do you dare to gamble?

Can the witch clan, which cannot play its trump card, afford to gamble?

Fuxi looked at Zhurong and said:

"Daoyou, do you have any questions?"

Zhurong didn't understand the twists and turns just now, and directly looked at Zhu Jiuyin, Dijiang and Ju Mang.

Zhu Jiuyin sighed lightly: "Daoyou said it well, the Wu Clan cannot gamble, Daoyou knows the trump card of our clan, so you dare to come safely."

"That's right." Fuxi nodded: "The twelve ancestor witches are indispensable, and one less will be incomplete. Now one is temporarily gone, and we can only wait for the future, but this battle came suddenly and we have to enter the battlefield, but the trump card cannot be played. If it evolves from temporarily going to one to really going to one...

"Everyone, I dare not gamble."

"Brother, what should I do?" Qiangliang had a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

Each of the prehistoric powers is terrible, all conspiracy and trickery! Very bad!

This Fuxi is even more terrible, unraveling everything!

Or they are pure Wu Clan.

"What else can I do." Ju Mang smiled, looking at Fuxi with undisguised admiration:

"Listen to advice, eat a full meal, Daoyou Fuxi, I formally invite you to come to Ju Mang tribe after the war to have a chat."

"Of course it's okay. "Fuxi said with a smile.

"Thank you for your reminder, fellow Daoist." Dijiang said hoarsely:

"Fourth, fellow Daoist, you didn't mention it, right?"

Fuxi was slightly stunned, then looked at Dijiang in surprise:

"Fourth, it's hard to say, fellow Daoist Baichuan is still the one who can calculate people's hearts, I can't calculate it thoroughly."

"What is the fourth?" Houtu blinked and asked.

Zhu Jiuyin turned around and rubbed Houtu's head with a smile in his eyes:

"Of course it is the will of the father god inherited by big brother. If big brother is allowed to attack a group of ordinary creatures, it would be better to kill big brother."

"Oh!" Houtu nodded: "I understand, I also said so..."

"Our little sister is the kindest." Dijiang turned around and smiled, and finally looked at Fuxi again:

"I want to know why fellow Daoist did this? "

Fuxi blinked, then looked at Houtu, and the slightly teasing look made Houtu blush.

"Hey, I think highly of you!" Gonggong shouted angrily:

"Do you know that my younger sister and Bai Ze have been together for a long time? Aren't you and Bai Ze still Taoist friends? How can you do this? I warn you..."

"Come on, shut up!" Ju Mang rubbed his forehead and looked at Gonggong with a caring look:

"Listen, the Water Ancestor Witch does not necessarily have to pour water into the whole body, the water in some places can be poured out."

"I have to consider your safety anyway." Fuxi smiled:

"But please know that calculation is not omnipotent, the calamity has already occurred, and being able to calculate this is already the limit of my ability. "

Fuxi's meaning is very simple, don't think of relying on us.

If it really counts, Fuxi's real purpose.

Naturally, the Heavenly Court can make further progress, and by the way, the Wu Clan will not lose an ancestor witch in this battle...

Well, just for Bai Ze.

Of course, it's more for myself.

Only the world where Dong Wanggong was injured was achieved.

Everyone can get gold coins, and can achieve their most desired goals, and everyone is happy.

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation... is a bit of a work, the most important thing is the second side of the Qiongguan Formation, the complete Heavenly Court, can it go further?"

"We know." Dijiang stood up, and Fuxi followed.

The two bowed to each other.

Then Dijiang said:

"Destroy the Immortal Court first, right? Maybe you have other calculations, but this time it really helped us solve the doubts, thank you. "

"It's okay, fellow Taoists, see you later. "

Fuxi smiled, bowed to everyone, and then walked away slowly, step by step down Buzhou Mountain.

After watching Fuxi leave, Dijiang said slowly: "Everyone, get ready to act."

"Brother, do we really have to listen to him?" Qiangliang said with some worry:

"What if he deceives us? We may miss the opportunity to wipe out the Heavenly Court."

"Qiangliang." Zhu Jiuyin said lightly:

"I understand your feelings, but this time, we have to do what he said. We dare not gamble."

"The second brother is right." Dijiang nodded:

"We are the twelve ancestor witches, and none of us can be missing. If one of us is really killed or injured, it will be..."

Dijiang's irritability has exploded.

Heavenly Court and Immortal Court, these two parties have made him think hard day and night and still can't think of a countermeasure.

What if they unite?

The witch clan curses!

The damned Shebishi still can't wake up.

If the twelve witch ancestors gather together, how can there be such a mess?

After cursing Shebishi a thousand times in his heart, Dijiang slowly said:

"Brothers and sisters, our target this time is only Dong Wanggong. If Dong Wanggong dies, the fairy court will be scattered. The rest..."

Dijiang looked at Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin understood and said:

"Kill the demon gods. Kill as many as you can. After this battle, the Heavenly Court will be our biggest enemy. By the way, the people of the fairy court are also killed. Kill them if you can. Don't hold back. But... kill those who are above Daluo first. The rest of the small soldiers and generals are useless no matter how many there are."

"Yes!"

The witch ancestors said in unison.