The north of Zhongzhou, the city of Gonggong.

Gonggong City is the core of the Gonggong tribe, after the Gonggong people moved to the north, the whole tribe has flourished, after more than 1.3 million years, the Gonggong tribe is not known how many times stronger than the situation when the river was in the water.

As a large city in the north, Gonggong City is naturally very majestic, but the thriving city in the past is now a little depressing.

"Isn't this god as good as this junior?"

As the ancestor of the Gonggong tribe and the strongest of the tribe, Gonggong naturally has its own temple and dormitory in this city.

And this time, all the immortal gods of the Gonggong tribe were summoned here by the water god Gonggong, and the god lord of the Wumen and his capable juniors had important matters to discuss.

"The ancestor is angry. ”

A god-honoring powerhouse of the Gonggong tribe persuaded.

"Calm your anger, how can you calm your anger, that dry and desolate child has just broken through Da Luo, and compared with a certain family, he doesn't know how many miles away, how can he ascend to the position of the Black Emperor, is it because this god belongs to the witch gate!"

Gonggong was unwilling to be crowned by the Black Emperor this time, so he roared angrily in front of his children and grandchildren, as if telling about the injustice of the Emperor of Heaven.

"How much credit has Gu made for the Heavenly Court, not to mention anything else, did the Qianhuang participate in the flood and famine catastrophe of that year? Isn't it just that if you practice and succeed, you can climb to the head of the god, if it weren't for the support of the Emperor of Heaven, the deity would only need to kill him with one finger!"

Gonggong was named Shuizheng by the Emperor of Heaven, the god of water in the north, although this god is as powerful as that Zhurong, but Gonggong is not satisfied with this, what he wants is the position of the god of the north.

The ancestor said cautiously. ”

Many immortals comforted them, although they didn't dare to say it, but several of them knew in their hearts that since Gonggong came out of Beihai, his personality had changed greatly and he had become very irritable and irritable.

In the more than 300,000 years since they were released from prison, their Gonggong tribe has also become violent because of their ancestors, often invading other tribal countries, so that many immortals in the flood wilderness have dislike and even hatred for their Gonggong tribe.

It can be said that the current Wumen Water God Gonggong has become a famous fierce god in the eyes of other immortal gods, if it were not for the strong strength of Gonggong and the backing of Wumen, plus after being released from prison, Gonggong did not have conflicts with other Daluo, so Gonggong God did not commit Tianji again to serve his sentence.

But even so, the immortals of these co-worker tribes also knew that because of the increasingly bad reputation of their ancestors, the Emperor of Heaven would not consider his ancestors at all when choosing the gods of the north, not to mention that the Emperor of Heaven had continued to suppress the Wumen over the years.

Compared with Gonggong, although Qianhuang is a new Da Luo, his reputation is better than Gonggong, I don't know how many times. And Qianhuang did not join the Immortal Dao Witch Sect and other sects, although he was close to some forces, he did not join in person like other gods, and became a member of the various sects. In addition, the Divine Destiny of the Dry Desolation Body was calculated by Hongjun Ancestor himself, so it is obvious what choice the Emperor of Heaven will make.

However, they didn't dare to say these words to the co-workers, because the immortals who said these words before had already been executed by the co-workers, and there were many bloody precedents, so they didn't dare to die again.

"Well, why don't you talk anymore!"

Gonggong is in a bad mood now, and the power on his body is like a tsunami flood, pressing these immortals out of breath.

"Ancestor, calm your anger. One of the immortals said cautiously, "The name has been decided, the matter has come to this, and it is useless for us to do anything more." ”

"Otherwise......," one of the immortals retorted suddenly.

"Kang Hui, you say. Co-workers said suddenly.

"Yes. Kang Hui said, "Today, it has become a common practice for the Emperor of Heaven to suppress the Wumen, unless we can completely belong to the Heavenly Court and become the Red Emperor like the Lord of Fire, the Lord of War, and the Lord of War. Otherwise, the Emperor of Heaven would never give up suppressing our lineage. ”

"You're right, even if it's Tianwu and Qiang Liang who are Dao Daluo, the status of the two of them in Heavenly Court is not as good as Jumang and Bei Shu. Co-workers nodded.

Tianwu is the Lord of the Wind God, Qiang Liang is the Lord of the Thunder God, and the two of them are the newly promoted Daluo Wuzun of the Wumen. And although Ju Mang and Bei Shu are the Wood God Lord and the Golden God Lord, because they did not break through Da Luo, their status in the Wumen is not as good as that of Tianwu and the two of them, but the treatment of these four people in the Heavenly Court is completely reversed.

Now the Wumen is divided into two major factions, one is close to the Heavenly Court, and even for them, the words of the Emperor of Heaven are more useful than the two ancestors of the Wumen, the Candle Dragon Houtu, while the other faction is based on the interests of the Wumen, and the contradiction between the two parties is getting bigger and bigger with the differential treatment of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the final analysis, the structure of the Wumen was not strict when it was established, and all the gods and spirits were collected from the mud and sand, and the lord of the Wumen, Candle Long, had a laissez-faire attitude towards this opposing situation, even if the smell of gunpowder that the entire Wumen was filled with until now, there was no sense of management, and he was bent on the Dao of Enlightenment and ignored the world.

"So if we want to change this situation, we must let Wumen enter the Heavenly Court and become the Lord of Heavenly Court to rule the flood and wilderness!" After Kang Hui finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested

"Kang Hui, how can you say such a rebellious thing?"

Many immortals were shocked, no matter how Heavenly Court suppressed the gods of Wumen, but it was still very good for the Gonggong tribe, and not all the immortals of the Gonggong tribe were the gods of Wumen. They don't want to be tied to the chariot of the Witch Gate.

"The Emperor of Heaven is the lord of the desolation who is respected by the gods of heaven and earth, and if it is not for us and the main gods of the Wumen Sect, I can oppose it, and what Kang Hui said to you is just a vain statement. ”

Gonggong did not become as angry as the other immortals imagined, but retorted Kang Hui's words with a calm expression.

But the more this happened, the more frightened many immortals became, because this abnormal state showed that Gonggong was tempted by Kang Hui's words.

"Ancestor, please return to Zhukang to correct people's hearts!" said a fairy god hurriedly.

As a member of the Gonggong tribe, he can't watch his own tribe go to the land of no return, can the current Heavenly Court be something that their Gonggong family can compete with, and hitting a stone with an egg is nothing more than that. Even if there are other forces of the Wumen to help, as long as they make a move, the other forces of the Wumen led by Zhu Rong will inevitably crusade against them before the Heavenly Court, so it can be said that as long as this great rebellion spreads, then the Wumen will immediately split.

Kang Hui didn't seem to hear the words of this immortal god: "Divine Lord, what you said just now is indeed the minister's nonsense, but our Gonggong tribe can't oppose the Heavenly Court, but we can crusade against the Dry Wilderness." ”

"Although Qianhuang was named the Black Emperor by the Emperor of Heaven, he has not yet sacrificed to the heavens and not ascended the throne at this time, and he is not the real god of the north, so if we wait for the name of no way, we will crusade against the Qianhuang!" Kang Hui said.

"If the tribe of the Dry Wilderness is greatly defeated by us, or even defeated by the hands of the Divine Lord, what kind of face does he have to ascend to the throne of God?"

"Good!" said Gonggong Dajo, "who is against this?"

"Ancestor, this council has condemned me to heaven. "There are immortals who object.

As soon as Gonggong's eyes were cold, the immortal god who spoke out against it was frozen into ice cubes, and then blown into powder, and there were no bones left.

"But there are still objections?" shouted the co-worker.

"There is no point in waiting for ministers. ”

Even Kang Hui's proposal is likely to be what Gonggong asked him to say, and the two of them played a double reed in front of all the immortals, the purpose of which is to crusade against the Dry Wasteland tribe! )