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The first thousand one hundred and ninety-two chapters of the mythical ancestor's plan

Frightened away the Gonggong clan, Emperor Xuanyuan rose into the sky with a long roar, and a flash of it disappeared into the black cloud.

Shennong looked at Ji Hao and nodded slowly: "Good children, they are all good children... In the face of disaster, remember our human duties, work harder and be more careful. We have some things to do."

Turning around and looking to the north, Shennong said in a deep voice: "Maybe it won't work. I will try it all. We can't take too much time and can only do our best. Ji Hao, go and tell Di Shun that we have to be cautious in this overall situation of water control."

With a light roar, Shennong, Zhu Jiuyin's big sleeves shook, and they all turned into streams of light and soared into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ji Hao looked in the direction that Shennong just now, and it was the direction of the alien Liangzhu City. He secretly thought in his mind that if he wanted to alarm these people to work together, would they want to destroy the cross-border teleportation channel connecting the twelve water worlds of China Unicom?

I hope it will succeed, and I hope the aliens will not stop it.

Ji Hao muttered a few words secretly, looked at the collapsed main gate of the Heavenly Court, laughed out loud several times, and then he activated the Jinqiao of Heaven and Earth to take everyone away quickly. Not long after he walked, a group of water monsters snatched out of the Heavenly Court with swords and guns, cursing and trying to find trouble for Ji Hao, but how could he catch up with him?

Surrounded by colorful smoke, long rainbows swept through the sky, and the heavenly formation of heaven and earth is infinitely wonderful. Gonggong ordered the great demons under his command to activate the heaven and earth formation with all their strength. After all, all the fragments of the shattered palaces and pavilions flew up on their own, and merged back into one by one strange flash. All the palaces and pavilions in various places were restored to their original state.

In a magnificent palace, Gonggong stood in the middle of the hall with a gloomy face, looking at Wuzhiqi, covered in blood, with a gloomy expression.

Wu Zhiqi sat on the ground panting and looked at Gonggong helplessly: "It came too fast, and I didn't expect that I suddenly took the death penalty without any warning. The Nine Human Emperors joined forces to attack with the clones condensed by infinite merits. If I hadn't escaped quickly, I would have gone astray with the eyes of the Huaihe River."

As he spoke, Wu Zhiqi suddenly coughed violently and kept spitting out large pieces of blood. He coughed for a while and began to breathe deeply. A series of turbulent water vapor surrounded his body, and the dark blue water light wrapped his body.

Gonggong looked at Wuzhiqi and finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

He received a warning from the ancestor of the Mori, saying that the human spies had sneaked into the water eye of the Huai River, and the altar and three-necked dragon coffin in the water eye had already appeared. Gonggong hurriedly sent Wuzhiqi, the most intelligent minister under his command, to deal with the matter, and even sent Kunpeng to bring a large number of masters to reinforce.

As a result, all the masters brought by Kunpeng fell, and Kunpeng himself did not know his life or death. The four major water systems, nine water eyes, were finally arranged to properly arrange various means, and were wiped out under the joint attack of the nine human emperor clones.

The terrifying torrent of starlight falling from the sky, the huge waves that were thousands of miles high after the water eyes were destroyed, and the terrifying aura that destroyed everything. Gonggong thought of the scene he was standing at the height of the heavens and looking at, and his body couldn't control himself.

Shennong, Di Xuanyuan, these ancient human emperors and powerful men have not appeared for a long time, and people have long forgotten their former reputation. However, when the human race is facing huge risks, they have not taken action, and once they take action, they are so collapsed and broken, leaving no room for anything.

Thinking of the terrifying power contained in the nine starlight torrents, Gonggong looked at Wuzhiqi gloomyly and nodded slowly: "It's true that you can't blame you... Even if I'm here in person... I'm afraid it's!"

Gonggong wanted to speak but stopped, Wu Zhiqi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a bitter face: "Pity my Yuan Shenghai, he died so miserably. He was so scared that he was so scared. Although I had many children, there were not many people who had become a climate... I also hope that Yuan Shenghai would inherit the position of the God of Huaihe River in the future!"

Gonggong's face became darker. Wuzhiqi was a powerful official under his position. He could only comfort the irritable old monkey and made many benefits thickly. Wuzhiqi closed his eyes with peace of mind and rested with *********.

The twenty-seven Gonggong clones were destroyed, and it was no wonder that Wu Zhiqi was. He just rushed to reinforcements, and was almost wiped out by the attacks of the nine great emperors. He was seriously injured, no matter from any angle, he had made merits and no faults.

Gonggong turned around and looked at the ancestral ancestor who was also covered in blood and kneeling on the ground and dared not move.

"Wuzhiqi has made merit. In order to save you, he almost lost it. So I wrote down his merits for him. If a great thing happens in the future, he will be rewarded. But you... an old waste, what you did!"

Gonggong suddenly pulled out a dragon jade made of black jade, Ruyi, and slapped it hard on the head of the ancestor of the funeral.

With a crisp sound, the ancestor of the Fukuen's forehead sank and was knocked away dozens of feet away by the Gonggong's blow. Blood spurted out from the wound of his forehead like a fountain. The ancestor of the Fukuen spitted a mouthful of blood, turned over obediently, knelt on the ground and did not dare to move, but roared loudly: "Master Gonggong, they are too ruthless and too fast, and the old minister can't handle it!"

The ancestor of the Demon roared at the top of his lungs: "It's too fast, too cruel, and I don't give me any chance. The old minister's descendants died and injured countless times. It's a great luck that the old minister can escape by himself."

Gonggong held Yu Ruyi without saying a word and smashed the head of the ancestor.

The head of the Furuzu was completely changed by Gonggong's, but he could only be beaten and even dared not share the damage he suffered, and suffered all the hardships.

Seeing that the ancestor of the Demon was beaten to the point of being beaten, Gonggong kicked him away and shouted loudly: "Old trash, if all the elders of the Lord cannot return, how can you fight against those people?"

The ancestor of the Immortal took a breath, and he raised his head carefully and said, "There are still ways, and there are ways... After all, the body of the Gonggong Masters has already had the breath of old ministers and descendants. Although their clones have been destroyed, as long as the Gonggong Masters are willing to spend some of their essence and blood, the old ministers still have a way to pull the breath of all Gonggong Masters and let them return smoothly."

"I want my essence and blood?" Gonggong looked at the ancestor of the gods.

"As long as you have some of your essence and blood, which are of the same origin as those of the Gonggong Masters, the old minister can use the secret method to make the masters return smoothly. However... the old minister's strength is slightly insufficient now. It is probably very difficult to get the twenty-seven Gonggong Masters to return at the same time!"

Gonggong frowned, he looked at the ancestor of the dying family and asked word by word: "If you don't have enough strength, how are you going?"

The ancestor of the Mother buried his head on the ground and said tremblingly: "The old minister dares not be greedy, but if the secret technique can be used smoothly, please ask the master..."
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