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Chapter 1612 of those years

Wuzhi Qi burst out with demonic energy indiscriminately, and the rolling demonic energy rushed into the sky. The twelve water worlds that had not yet fully integrated with the Pangu world seemed to sense something, and suddenly spewed out endless water elemental power. Under the infection of Wuzhi Qi's demonic power, the water elemental power turned into heavy snow all over the sky, falling from the sky.

The size of a palm, thick and strong snowflakes were swirling, falling from the sky with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

The void within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was pale, and there was a faint silver-blue demonic aura on each snowflake, flickering like a fire. Wuzhiqi released the demonic aura to his fullest extent, and the water element released by the twelve water worlds gave him the most powerful support, allowing his demonic power to continue to increase and soar at this moment.

"How many years have I not done this?" Wu Zhiqi's crazy laughter shocked the entire Liangzhu, which was so shocked that most of the newly repaired palaces and pavilions in Liangzhu City collapsed one after another, and countless city defense and bans were shattered.

The cold wind swept countless ice skates covering Liangzhu. Wuzhiqi was like the god of death who specialized in harvesting life. He laughed wildly and waved his huge bar, jumping around in Liangzhu City, moving around and rushing wildly to kill all living things in his sight.

Several power elders from the Bharakaya and Yanyue lineage fell on the spot. They turned into a mess of flesh and blood, frozen on the ground by Han Bing. They didn't even block Wu Zhiqi's stick, and were easily beaten into meat pie by him.

"It shouldn't be at all, it shouldn't be like this." Yu Huo sat on the top of the sedan chair, happily devouring the souls of the alien warriors killed by Wuzhiqi, while constantly shaking his head and talking to himself: "Wuzhiqi's combat power should not be so strong. He has completely reached the 'Crown' Saint-level combat power, and even has a better lethality."

"How dare they say that they have conquered the Pangu world?" Yu Huo looked at Wuzhiqi, who was slaughtering from afar with an incredible embarrassment. "This is called conquest? A group of power elders cannot stop Wuzhiqi from being as famous as him. There are eight Gonggong Gods alone, let alone Zhurong Gods who have been enemies of Gonggong Gods for thousands of years!"

Outside Liangzhu City, in the wind and snow, Zhu Rong, wearing a red dress and covered with a faint fire, was carrying a huge wine gourd, drinking wine while quietly watching the crazy killings in Liangzhu City.

He looked at Wuzhiqi yelling, watched Wuzhiqi jumping like flying, and watched Wuzhiqi waving his big bar that was famous in the prehistoric era, smashing one alien power elder after another to pieces. He clearly felt that in Wuzhiqi, a retainer of the Gonggong God clan, the aura of the divine talisman belonging to the Gonggong God clan was dissipating, and the demonic aura belonging to Wuzhiqi himself was recovering.

"Wuzhiqi is considered to be liberated." Zhu Rong said calmly: "Tonggong, after you take over as your father Zhurong, the first thing you do is to completely kill all the forces left by the Gonggong lineage. If you don't leave one, you will kill all."

Zhu Rongtonggong, who had not seen for a long time, was also wearing a fiery red robe. A faint fire was lingering around him, and he stood beside Zhu Rong with an unfathomable smile. He narrowed his eyes, and the fire was faint in his eyes, quietly staring at Wuzhiqi who was raging in Liangzhu City.

"Wuzhiqi, who has completely let go of it, is indeed extremely powerful. Such an existence should indeed be erased." Zhu Rongtong smiled slightly and asked Zhu Rong respectfully: "Dad, the child has never understood."

Zhu Rong smiled and looked at the group of figures standing behind him.

A dragon head and human body, three feet tall, with countless red scales embedded under her skin. The strong man, who was surrounded by fire clouds, smiled deep.

If you look closely, the head of this strong man is more than 90% similar to the dragon clan's dragon head. But if you look carefully, the head of this strong man will appear, or rather, it should be the head of the Qilin clan. This is a strong man, a fire Qilin with an ancient and distant aura.

"Elder Huoyuan? Tell me about Tonggong?" Zhu Rong's eyes were full of respect when he looked at the Fire Kirin. It was obvious that the Fire Kirin had a very special position in the Zhurong clan.

Huo Qilin Huo Yuan snatched the wine gourd in Zhu Rong's hand, poured it into his mouth, and drank the wine in the gourd in one mouthful, then he said in a muffled voice: "Actually, I have always understood the matter."

"One, our Zhurong clan and the Gonggong clan have a deadly hatred. This is the deep hatred and blood hatred that arose when the five original emperors of the ancient heavenly court were established when the five directions of the primitive heavenly emperors were established together. Even if the Gonggong clan has already cut off the Miao descendants on the surface, we still have to chase the Gonggong clan to the end."

Huo Yuan looked at Wuzhi Qi with a gloomy face and said word by word: "Has Gonggong's blood really been cut off? It is not necessarily true. Therefore, anyone who is likely to secretly protect the bloodline of the Gonggong clan is like Wuzhi Qi, like Kunpeng, like the King of the North Sea. He must kill all the people, and cannot kill them, and he must control them tightly, so that they will not be allowed to have another chance of being born."

"Two, you guys always feel that we have been suppressed by these alien races over the years." Huo Yuan shook his fingers contemptuously and said with a raised face: "In fact, when these alien races first invaded, whether it was the Zhurong clan, the Gonggong clan, or even the declining Qingdi Wood God lineage, the White Emperor Golden God team, and the slightly dilapidated human races at that time, it was almost certain to bully the human race at that time, but any of our clan could easily wipe out them."

"No, I don't want to, I dare not!" Huo Yuan looked at Zhu Rong Tonggong deeply: "Prince Tonggong, since you are about to become Zhu Rong, then you must now figure out how dangerous the Pangu world is."

"The whole Pangu world is a huge chess board. All living beings are just chess pieces on the chess board." Huo Yuan said in a deep voice: "Our primitive god lineage was once the chess player on this chess board, but as time goes by, the way of heaven changes, we are now becoming chess pieces."

"But we were chess players after all, so although we became chess pieces, who can guarantee that we cannot regain our vitality and become chess players one day?" Huo Yuan looked at Zhu Rongtonggong deeply and said, "So, those chess players now want to erase us, completely let us cut off our descendants and cut off our descendants."

"Those chess players, even the Heavenly Court, can be completely destroyed by them, let alone our mere two gods?"

"So, in order to compete for that glimmer of life, the Zhurong tribe and the Gonggong tribe competed to become vassals of the human race, competed for the position of high priest of the human race, racked their brains and let the human race drive them, and only wanted the bloodline to reproduce and preserve it."

"For the position of the human race's high priest, the Gonggong clan and the Zhurong clan fought one after another, but the hatred became deeper. In the end, my Zhurong clan still held the position, and the Gonggong clan could only settle for the second best."

Huo Yuan said, Zhu Rongtonggong's eyes became wider and wider. (To be continued.)
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