Two groups of karma fire red lotuses emerged from Zhu Rong's feet silently. Silks of karma fire rose up and turned into countless extremely thin fire snakes sweeping around. All foreign warriors touched by the karma fire ejected by the karma fire red lotus were instantly turned into ashes, and even their souls were swallowed up by the karma fire, without any residue left.
Yu Huo was furious and completely annihilated the souls of the foreign warriors who died in the battle in front of him. Zhu Rong's actions were undoubtedly snatching meat from his bowl!
It's just a matter of grabbing the meat to eat. If the Zhu Rong clan devoured these souls, Yu Huo would feel a bit of secret joy as a 'bosom friend'. But Zhu Rongshi completely destroyed his soul. This kind of 'waste of food' behavior made Yu Huo feel angry.
"Zhu Rong, you don't respect the soul enough." Yu Huo looked at Zhu Rong deeply and said coldly: "You have to know that the body is just an appearance and the least important garbage. Only the soul is the most perfect work of creation. , every soul is unique, every soul is perfect, you should not use such cruel means to directly destroy them."
Zhu Rong looked at Yu Huo with a strange expression. His face twitched rapidly a few times. His deep crimson eye sockets were like two small springs. Suddenly, two crimson roots came out of his eye sockets. , two fist-sized flaming lotuses bloomed quietly on the rhizomes, and two radiant eyes could be seen in the lotus stamens.
The slender rhizome of the lotus rotated left and right, and the two eyes in the stamens rotated for a while. Zhu Rongshi suddenly laughed: "So that's it... Dad and grandpa left behind such an interesting thing?" But he chose not to tell me directly, but had to wait until the time came before he would wake up in my soul."
Yu Huo felt something was wrong. He looked at the two lotuses growing out of Zhu Rong's eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Zhu Rong, what do you know?"
Zhu Rong smiled, and all his clothes turned into large fires that enveloped his body. He bowed to Yu Huo with a smile, and said gently: "Sage Yu Huo has come a long way, and Zhu Rong is not welcome at all. How rude."
Taking a deep, deep, deep breath, Zhu Rong stared at Yu Huo up and down with a hint of madness: "What kind of identity is Saint Yu Huo? He is like a flying dragon flying in the sky, but he is transformed into a fish swimming in the ditch. When playing with fish and shrimps, what should we do if we meet a fisherman?"
Yu Huo stood up suddenly, countless strange lights flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Who are you? How do you know my origin? After I came to this world, how many creatures have I controlled? None of the 1,273,894,311 people have ever come into contact with you, how could you possibly know my name?"
Zhu Rongtong Gong, and several important ministers of the Zhu Rong clan behind Zhu Rongtong Gong looked at the Zhu Rong clan in shock.
As the most core high-level figures of the Zhu Rong God Clan, they know the details of the Zhu Rong Clan. How many divine generals and soldiers the Zhu Rong Clan has, how many divine beasts and birds they raise, and how much tyrannical combat power they hide. Among the tribes of the human race, How many good internal agents there are, etc., they probably know everything Zhu Rong knows.
But Zhu Rong actually recognized the culprit of the Liangzhu chaos at a glance
Especially, 'saint'
In the Pangu world, the word 'saint' cannot be used indiscriminately. Only those terrifying beings who transcend the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth and have the power to change the world will be called 'saints' in awe.
Or some low-level people in the human race also respect some powerful sages in the history of the human race as 'saints'. However, the word 'saint' in the conventional sense of the human race is different from the 'Yuhuo Saint' in Zhu Rong's mouth. , obviously not the same concept.
Why don't they know these things that Zhu Rong knows? Haven't even heard a word of it
Zhu Rongtonggong looked at Yu Huo blankly. He was usually responsible for the official correspondence of the clan. All the information obtained by the Zhurong clan had to be reviewed in front of him. Zhu Rongtonggong said in a low voice: "This is Yemotian, where is it?" What kind of Yuhuo Saint is this?"
Yu Huo also laughed. He looked at Zhu Rongshi seriously and said, "Zhu Rongshi, I am Ye Motian. Hey, aren't you some saint Yu Huo?"
He had just spoken loudly about the number of creatures under his control and admitted that he was Yu Huo. However, following Zhu Rongtong's tone, Yu Huo immediately refused to admit that he was Yu Huo and said to Zhu Rong with a smile that he was "yeah" Ferris'.
"When the ancient gods declined, I, the Zhurong clan, immediately joined the human race that had not yet risen, and became the great sacrificial wine of the human race." Zhu Rong looked at Yu Huo and said lightly: "From then on, the destiny of my Zhurong clan, which should have been cut off, became the destiny of the human race. The luck and maintenance have barely managed to survive, and there are many benefits, so I, Zhu Rong, have a prosperous family of descendants that continues to this day."
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Rong said with a smile: "The position of the Great Sacrificial Wine is dedicated to offering sacrifices to heaven, earth, ghosts and gods, and ancestors. It is dedicated to the human race's mysterious sacrificial ceremony. I, the Zhu Rong clan, hold the position of the Great Sacrificial Wine all year round. , naturally also has a bit of predictability."
Looking at Yu Huo deeply, Zhu Rong said seriously: "The luck of the human race is powerful and magical. It is protected by the great road of heaven and earth in the Pangu world. Those who have the luck of the human race should enjoy all kinds of incredible blessings. I, the head of the Zhu Rong clan... "
Shutting his mouth and organizing his words for a while, Zhu Rong said deeply: "When I came here today, I met Saint Yu Huo. It was the best choice that our ancestors made time and time again in the unpredictable fate. . My coming to see you today is the most beneficial choice for me, the Zhu Rong clan. If I had not come to Liangzhu today, and had not come to Liangzhu to hunt down the remnants of the Gonggong clan, and I had stayed in the southern wilderness, my clan would have had great success. Disaster."
"Destiny?" Yu Huo scratched his head in confusion. He shook his head and murmured with a hint of disbelief: "Even I can't figure out the mystery of fate, let alone you? Zhu Rong, Although you control a trace of the true meaning of Tao, it is also the Tao Yun of the flame system, what does it have to do with fate?"
Shaking his head, Yu Huo suddenly grinned: "But it doesn't matter. When I take control of your soul, all the secrets hidden in your mind will naturally be mine. If I can really get a little bit of the secret of fate from you , here is my Saint Panyu!"
Yu Huo was so excited that his body was trembling slightly, and traces of black light in his eyes continued to wrap around Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong smiled and shook his head. He said calmly: "I said that the saint is a flying dragon in the sky. Why did he transform into a fish and swim into the ditch? If the saint himself was here, I would naturally not be able to resist him. But since the saint came to Pangu in a clone World, then, please ask the saint to die!”
The flames around him became more intense, and Zhu Rong threw himself at Yu Huo.
"Although our ancestors didn't explicitly say how to deal with you, killing you is definitely the right thing to do." Zhu Rong's laughter was particularly high-pitched and distant.
(End of chapter)