"What do you want?" Emperor Shun roared angrily. Gongsun Bo was silent for a long time, and finally asked softly.
"What do you want?" Emperor Shun grabbed Gongsun Bo's shoulders with both hands and shouted in a low voice with a hint of ferocity: "You have received enough and you have enjoyed enough. Uncle Gongsun, don't Too much."
"Without our support, can you secure the position of the Human Emperor?" Gongsun Bo smiled contemptuously, raising his chin slightly with the pride and arrogance that a contemporary patriarch of a clan directly descended from the Human Emperor should have. He looked at Di Shun disdainfully.
"I am ready to abdicate. If I kill you now, what will happen to the Gongsun family?" Emperor Shun was obviously very angry. He said something that he would never say in normal times: "You guys You should know that I am more than 90% sure that I will survive the Witch God Tribulation and successfully become a Witch God. If I kill you now, what will happen to the Gongsun family?"
Gongsun Bo's eyes were a little scattered, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Emperor Shun, don't forget that in the final analysis, your bloodline also comes from the Xiong family. You are a descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu, and you are also a descendant of Holy Emperor Xuanyuan. Descendants.”
"If Holy Ancestor Xuanyuan had come face to face, he might have killed all of you incompetent descendants with one sword!" Di Shun's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before the downpour, and he sneered word by word with extreme contempt and disdain. : "Do you think what you have done is really worthy of the title of Descendants of the Holy Queen?"
"Everything we do is for the eternal prosperity of the clan." Gongsun Bo's face was equally gloomy. He wanted to say something more, but the movement around him made him shut up.
Many clan members who were seriously injured by Ji Hao struggled to get up. They all took witch medicine to replenish their blood essence and restore their injuries. Given their status, the witch medicine they took was extremely precious. Several clan elders whose bodies were damaged, with only a trace of vitality left in their heads, all recovered quickly with the help of the witch medicine.
More and more clan members got up. They gritted their teeth, like a group of wounded beasts, and stared angrily at Ji Hao with gasping sounds. If Ji Hao's blow hadn't frightened them so much, they would have pounced on him again.
Ji Hao stood quietly in mid-air, holding the Panja sun in his left hand.
He said nothing, looking at these clan 'elites' with disdain and ridicule. He really wanted to take the initiative to provoke, anger these guys, and make them fly into the flames to commit suicide again. This time, he was 100% sure that he would kill all these clan 'elites'.
Having just swung the sword with all his strength, he had a more subtle understanding of the swordsmanship and sword formation taught by Taoist Yu Yu. If he swung the sword again, the power of his sword would be increased by at least half. Ji Hao felt a little itchy in his heart. Should he take the initiative to provoke them? Really a little excited!
Emperor Shun felt Ji Hao's eagerness to take action with strong malice. He quickly turned his head and shook his head gently with a helpless smile. He was begging Ji Hao not to bring the matter to an irreversible point.
Ji Hao also had a helpless smile and shook his head. He wanted to tell Emperor Shun that since these clan members appeared in Kuimen and ordered him and Si Wenming to withdraw from the attack on the Nine Dragon Gates, they wanted to seize the most dazzling and exciting flood control plan. When people pay attention to the final achievement, things are actually irreversible.
From the moment they appeared, these clan members were in an absolutely hostile camp.
Just give Emperor Shun some face!
Just as Emperor Shun said, he was ready to abdicate, ready to lead his natal witch star and refine the ancient stars to become the witch god. When Emperor Shun became the Witch God, he could no longer interfere in the internal affairs of the human race according to the unspoken rules tacitly accepted by successive human emperors.
When the time comes, when Si Wenming ascends the throne of the Human Emperor, if these clans still want to take off, Ji Hao will have the time and energy to fight with them.
With a smile, Ji Hao took out the Tai Chi Fortune Cauldron, put the Pan Jia Sun into the cauldron and carefully stored it properly. Ji Hao put away the cauldron, and then packed up the Pangu Dragon Pattern. With a harmless smile on his face, he smiled happily and said to Emperor Shun raised his hands and saluted: "I listen to you. I won't hit back or scold you... Hey, people are bullying me... But, the overall situation of the human race, I understand, I understand!"
All the clan members almost vomited blood.
Equity and the overall situation of the human race, should we not fight back when we are hit, or should we retaliate when we are scolded? Damn Yao Hou Jihao, are the hundreds of thousands of clan elites who have just been wiped out in ashes the result of your inability to fight back or retaliate
Many people were so angry that they almost collapsed. They looked angrily at Pangu Bell, which was still emitting wisps of chaos from above Ji Hao's head. If they hadn't known that they couldn't break through Pangu Bell's powerful defense, they would have taken action again regardless of the cost. .
"The human race has no such rules. It has never been said that just because a human race citizen has obtained a treasure that is very useful, he must take it into public ownership." Emperor Shun clasped Gongsun Bo's shoulders with both hands and said calmly: "Your own treasure belongs to your own family, and no one should think of taking over one of the neighbor's sheep or cows for no reason. This is a rule passed down from the time of Emperor Fuxi."
"I know that there are quite a few arrogant young people in each of your families. Their natal star power condenses the power of the sun star." Di Shun smiled coldly: "If you want to achieve success with the sun star, Witch God? Countless people have tried it for countless years, and I won’t tell you the final result.”
Looking up at the sky, the twelve water worlds high in the sky were merging with the Pangu world. The huge noise shook the whole world. Emperor Shun said coldly: "Over there, there are twelve worlds. What do your descendants want?" Condensing the Sun and Stars, let’s go, no one can stop them!”
The people of the clan remained silent... The Panjang Sun was restrained by the unimaginable magical power. His power was docile and tame. He was a sun star that could be safely and boldly sacrificed and fused. There was great confidence that Panjang Sun could be relied upon to achieve the realm of the witch god.
What is the sun that is native and original in the twelve worlds, without any restrictions, and unbridledly radiating all the light and heat? Whoever dares to sacrifice can do it, anyway... I guess the end will not be bad.
"What happened this time..." Emperor Shun wanted to try his best to mediate the conflict between Ji Hao and the clan.
"There is no need for Emperor Shun to worry about this matter. The casualties among the clan members are just clan feuds. This kind of thing is not uncommon. Which family does not have three or five feuds and sworn enemies?" The chief of the Gaoyang clan came out of the crowd. He walked out and nodded with a smile on his face: "Emperor Shun, even in the days of Holy Emperor Fuxi, he didn't interfere in the 'blood oath revenge' of the major tribes of the human race, right?"
The corners of Di Shun's mouth twitched.
The chiefs, elders, and elites of the major clans all grinned ferociously. They pulled out simple stone knives and jade knives, cut open their wrist veins in public, and condensed the blood into twisted talismans. arts.
"I swear by blood, Yaohou Jihao is the mortal enemy of our clan. Only with countless blood and soul can we wash away this hatred!"
(End of chapter)