"Big brother, this guy is too ruthless!" Taiyi frowned when he looked at the slightly damaged Hetu Luo Book.

Suddenly, Di Jun looked at the extraordinary red glow in his eyes, and said loudly: "Second brother, chase after you! This guy is not dead!"

"It's kind of interesting! First heaven and hell, and now it's Olympus! It seems that this shijie is becoming more and more colorful!" Li Qingming chuckled lightly and followed behind the two without hurry.

In less than a cup of tea, the ninety-nine scattered gourd where Poseidon was hiding arrived at the boundary of Buzhou Mountain.

In front is the endless Buzhou Mountain Range, which points to the sky, and behind is the reluctant to chase Dijun and Taiyi. Now, if you want to get out of danger, you can only read into Buzhou Mountain.

The sad Poseidon first came to the wilderness, and he didn't know that the top of this mountain was the old lair of Emperor Jun. If he flies to the top of the mountain, he will be caught in the net.

"That demon Dao, you better tie your hands and arrest it! With just a wisp of your ghost, do you still want to escape from my palm?" Seeing that the gourd stopped, Di Jun thought he had changed his mind, and shouted loudly: "If you obediently give me Hongmeng purple qi, I will save your life, and let you be reincarnated and rebuilt!

"I'm going to Nimei! Uncle Ben would rather die than believe your nonsense!" Poseidon's high, angry voice came from the gourd, and then the gourd glowed red, and rushed headlong to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

In a small col dozens of miles away from the Ancestral Witch Palace, Zhu Rong, who was returning from hunting with a team of great witches, was dragging a giant wild boar with tens of thousands of catties in his hand, and was walking back leisurely.

I saw a red thing, dragging its long tail, and smashed it straight towards me and others. Before he could reach out to block, the thing slammed into his head. Rao is ancestor is born with rough skin and thick meat, and he has been honed for a long time, and he was also smashed out of a big bag of drums.

"Oh yes, what the hell?"

Zhu Rong scolded and looked down, a red-skinned gourd with a light blue halo shook on the ground, and tried to jump up again and again, but failed again and again.

"My lord, you have a bag on your head!" Xing Tian, who has always had a similar temper with Zhu Rong, pointed at Zhu Rong's head, his face flushed. looks like he wants to laugh but doesn't dare to laugh.

"What?" Zhu Rong turned his head to look around, saw a small lake in front of him, walked a few steps and looked over, and said angrily: "I grass him Nainai, who threw this gourd?"

"I threw it at you, uncle!" a slightly hoarse, but rather majestic voice resounded throughout the col.

"Who?" Zhu Rong looked around for a long time. Zuihou looked at the gourd on the ground and wondered, "Is this thing a refinement?"

"Have you become a sperm, your whole family has become a sperm!" Poseidon shook the gourd rather depressedly.

"Hey, talking gourd. Take you back to show your brother, they will be extremely surprised!" Zhu Rong copied the gourd in his hand, threw the big owner to Xingtian, and strode straight to the ancestral witch hall.

As soon as Taiyi and Di Jun flew to this small mountain pass, they saw a big man of the Wu clan who was more than one foot tall, who was holding a gourd and rushing towards the direction of Buzhou Mountain, so he shouted angrily: "That Wu clan child, put down the gourd in your hand! I will let you go, if you don't let go, you will be asked to wait for your soul to return to the earth!"

Zhu Rong turned his head, looked at Di Jun and Taiyi, rolled his eyes and said, "You two flat-haired beasts, is this gourd your family? You call it, will it agree? If you tell me to put it down, I will put it down, who do you think you are!"

Before the two of them could reply, Zhu Rong continued: "Also, it's just that you are powerful and blessed in the flood wilderness on weekdays, but now in the realm of our ancestral witch hall, you still dare to be so arrogant, do you really think that our witch clan is muddy!"

After saying that, Zhu Rong's body suddenly rose up with a monstrous wave of fire, and the blazing wave scorched the surrounding air like a furnace. The rest of the witches are also on full alert.

Passionate fire aura, cold water aura, vibrant wood aura, sharp golden aura......

The restless aura rendered the space hundreds of zhang in a radius into colorful colors, and the endless temptation was mixed with endless killing opportunities.

Hearing Zhu Rong's words, Taiyi was furious, and then he saw clearly that the majestic man who was more than a foot tall turned out to be Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire. "Hmph, don't take advantage of your tongue! Zhongrong, let me ask you! Do you want to pay or not?" Although Di Jun was jealous of Zu Wu's strong body, he couldn't care about anything when he thought of the foundation of the Great Dao, Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"I'll hand it over to your uncle!"

Zhu Rong glared at Di Jun angrily, raised his big fist with a sandbag, and spat out two red pillars of fire under his feet, like a fire dragon being born, and rushed straight towards Di Jun.

Li Qingming couldn't help but shake his head behind him, and said, "This muscular rammer is so easy to get angry, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer some losses!"

When Taiyi was about to take Zhu Rong's fist, he blocked the Chaos Bell on his head in front of Di Jun, and he was forced to suffer Zhu Rong's blow.

"Poof!"

But how could Taiyi's hasty defense withstand Zhu Rong's momentum. A wisp of golden blood flowed down the corner of Taiyi's mouth.

"Second brother!"

Seeing that Taiyi was injured, Di Jun waved his hand and sacrificed a golden two-handed sword, the giant sword flashed with dazzling golden light, and slashed down along Zhu Rong's arm!

As an ancestral witch, Zhu Rong is already good at hand-to-hand combat. Facing the giant sword that was slashed down, Zhu Rong Haha smiled, the pillar of fire under his feet erupted, and he dodged by a fraction of a centimeter.

"Hmph!" Di Jun snorted coldly and wanted to step forward to pursue, but was stopped by Taiyi.

Taiyi wiped a handful of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, a crazy look shot out of his eyes, and said, "Big brother, leave this Zhurong Xiao'er to me, I must avenge this punch!"

Di Jun looked at Taiyi, who was in a frenzy, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Okay!"

"Haha, Taiyi, I've wanted to fight with you for a long time, if it weren't for you always hiding in the heavenly court, so I didn't have a chance to attack, you would have become my fist ghost!" Zhu Rong saw Taiyi with the Chaos Bell on his head, holding a page with an inexplicable brilliance in his hand, and rushed straight towards him.

"Hmph, I hope you still have the strength to say these words in a while!" Taiyi was dark and indifferent, and the blood that suddenly burst out of his eyes almost condensed into substance.

The carrier of the page, an unknown piece of metal, turned into a dazzling golden ray, and rushed forward, bright and sharp, blurring the surrounding void, wanting to tear the sky.

"Hmm, such a sharp spiritual treasure, I'm afraid it's equivalent to an innate treasure!" Li Qingming was hidden in the void, his eyes narrowed. Touching his smooth chin, Li Qingming pointed to the sky, and the eye of heavenly punishment in the center of his eyebrows quietly opened.

"Boom!"

A subtle roar came and went, a hair-like purple thunderbolt, glowing with a psychedelic sheen, and thundered delicately against the thin sheet of metal.

Taiyi, who had all his mind on Zhu Rong, couldn't imagine that anyone would interfere with his attack.

"Whew!"

Receiving the attack of purple lightning, the golden metal piece shook twice and passed through Zhu Rong's ears.

As a melee master, Zhu Rong will not miss any opportunity to attack the enemy.

Zhu Rong's fists were burning with raging fire, and his combat power was like a wave, rolling the remnant clouds. The crimson fist pierced through the air, like a majestic yak rumbling through the sky, causing the void to constantly vibrate.

"Boom!"

Hit by this heavy blow, Taiyi was blasted out dozens of zhang, and the golden blood in his body seemed to be unwanted, spitting out frantically, and the golden blood rushed out more than a zhang.

In line with the principle of "taking advantage of your illness to kill you" taught by Li Qingming.

Zhu Rong frantically urged, wandering in the body of the fire attribute aura, the body was like the sun, exuding scorching heat, and rushed straight to Taiyi dozens of zhang away.

"Zhu Rong Xiao'er, dare An bully me like this?" Tai Yi roared angrily, and the metal sheet that had been knocked out of Li Xu actually drew a strange arc and shot towards Zhu Rong from behind.

"Poof!"

The metal piece was as fast as lightning, easily slashing across Zhu Rong's left arm, and Sen Sen's golden light turned into a sharp scalpel, deeply piercing Zhu Rong's left arm.

"Phew!"

Thick blood spurted out, and the metal piece went straight into Zhu Rong's left arm, cutting through his beard like a vegetable, but stopped in front of Jin Ge's iron bones.

It wasn't how hard Zhu Rong's bones were, but Li Qingming quietly laid layer after layer of small spirit arrays on the metal sheets.

"Whew!"

Zhu Rong looked at Taiyi with a gloomy face, pulled out the metal piece, and said, "Taiyi, you flat-haired beast! You have successfully provoked me!"