There is no such thing as a soul among the gods. Their soul and body are completely integrated. If the body is damaged, the soul will be damaged as well. Therefore, although the gods are naturally powerful and powerful, once they are injured, they need a long time to recuperate.
Zhu Rong's destiny is not a pure descendant of gods, he is the hybrid son of Zhu Rong and a human woman.
With a finger from the florist, Zhu Rong Tianming's head exploded, and a ball of blood mist flew out. A looming fiery red figure could be seen inside, which was vaguely the appearance of Zhu Rong Tianming.
Panting heavily, Zhu Rongtianming kowtowed to Hua Taoist in the blood mist: "Grandmaster, save me, Grandmaster, save me, I don't want to die, I haven't become an emperor yet, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
The wind was brisk, and Zhu Rong's destiny's voice was as subtle as the chirping of ants, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of Ji Hao and others with the wind.
Wuzhiqi bared his teeth and grinned strangely, and said in a sinister voice: "The Zhu Rong clan has given birth to such a 'backbone' heir. Hey, next time I meet the Zhu Rong clan, I have to ask them if the Zhu Rong clan's ancestral temple is Being pooped and pissed on!”
With a loud laugh, Wuzhiqi suddenly picked up a big iron rod and swung it hard at Ji Hao.
Although Ji Hao and Wuzhiqi drank tea and ate fruits, and everyone seemed harmonious, he was always wary of this old monkey with a violent and moody personality. Suddenly, he saw the big iron bar smash down. The faint light of Panxi's mirror flashed, and there was a loud noise. The iron bar in Wuzhiqi's hand hit him hard on the forehead.
There were flames and blood, and Wuzhiqi hit his head with a stick until the skin was torn open and his skull was almost smashed.
Wuzhiqi howled in pain. He turned around and was about to leave. Ji Hao shot out like lightning, stepped on the Big Dipper steps, and rushed to Wuzhiqi's side like the wind. Jiuyang Demonic Sword took him with him. The firelight lightly pierced Wuzhiqi's lower back.
Wuzhiqi wore a coarse cloth gown outside, lined with a piece of dragon scale soft armor. This set of soft armor was full of treasure and was an extremely powerful defensive treasure. However, the Jiuyang Demon Sword easily penetrated the soft armor, and the tip of the sword penetrated Wuzhiqi's body.
A golden fire rushed out, and the nine sun talismans on the Jiuyang Demon Sword flashed. With a loud bang, a sun talisman exploded with a ball of pure Yang thunder fire, which blasted in along the long sword. Wuzhiqi's body. The hair on Wuzhiqi's body stood up one by one, and every hair was smoking. His seven orifices breathed fire, and his embarrassed head jumped out of the mist, and he ran towards Gonggong clan with a roar.
He escaped quickly, but Manman and the others were not slow in attacking. When Wuzhiqi fled, Manman slapped him hard on the forehead with two sledgehammers, and Yu Mu sprinkled a handful of voodoo on him. In front of the door, Shao Si pierced his arm with a spear, and Tai Si shot Wuzhi Qi with a fatal witchcraft.
However, Yemo Shanye and Feng Xing cooperated perfectly. Yemo Shanye opened his eyebrows and opened his eyes. A black divine light hit Wuzhiqi's back, knocking out the protective divine light on Wuzhiqi's back. There was a burst of light and shadow, and an arrow from Feng Xing whizzed away, following Yemo Shanye's attack and sinking into Wuzhiqi's body.
In just a few snaps of his fingers, Wuzhiqi was beaten with bruises all over his body and burst into flames. He howled in pain and rushed to Gonggong's side. Before he could speak, a stream of sun essence fire came out of his mouth.
Mr. Gonggong was glaring at Hua Taoist, as if he wanted to rebel but didn't dare to do anything.
Seeing that Wuzhiqi escaped with serious injuries, he was startled. He used his hands to bring out a large amount of water and slapped Wuzhiqi randomly on his body. The waves of water kept pouring into Wuzhiqi's body, and he was finally able to catch him. The sun essence fire and other chaotic forces in the body were completely dissolved.
After a lot of work, Gonggong finally plucked up the courage, stepped forward boldly, and shouted sternly at Hua Taoist: "Hua Taoist, you are a senior master. You still have to pay for the contract you signed on the top of the Tianzhu." Do you remember?"
The Hua Taoist smiled slightly, nodded to Gonggong and said: "Remember, remember, of course remember, if the human race is not facing a disaster, we cannot join the world and interfere in the internal affairs of the human race."
After openly acknowledging the contract of the year, Hua Dao suddenly changed his tone: "However, Pindao is not meddling in your human race's internal affairs today, but is here to save our disciples... Could it be that Pindao wants to watch you beat me to death?" Isn’t your disciple qualified?”
Gonggong opened his mouth and looked at Zhu Rong's destiny soul wrapped in blood, and his eyes twitched with anger.
If he had pure divine blood, Kunpeng had just cut off Zhu Rong Tianming's head with one blow, and this kid would already be dead at this moment. But Zhu Rong Tianming is a hybrid of human and god. His soul is not integrated with the body. Instead, like the human race, the soul is the soul and the body is the body.
The Hua Taoist took action to save Zhu Rong's soul, so his life and death would not be decided by the Gonggong clan.
Holding back the anger caused by Gonggong Wuyou being killed, Gonggong gritted his teeth and sneered: "Okay, okay, okay, if that's the case, then..."
Gonggong glanced at Hua Taoist with a dark look, and said sadly: "Today..."
The wooden staff in Hua Taoist's hand shook, and he asked softly: "Does Master Gonggong still want to fight against Pindao? Although he does not want to be notorious for bullying the younger ones, with the unique inheritance of the Gonggong Divine Clan, Master Gonggong The human strength is only one level weaker than that of your ancestors, and I am very interested in learning the clever tricks!"
Gonggong raised the trident in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned around silently, flying straight into the sky on a black cloud, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Wuzhiqi, Xiushe, and Xiangliu also looked at Hua Taoist with a deep look, nodded, did not dare to say a word, and followed the Gonggong family's cloud head with thousands of water god warriors.
The three of them are all old monster giants who have survived to this day in the ancient times. They know that there are quite a few people in the ancient world who should never be provoked, and brothers Hua Taoren and Mu Taoren are definitely at the top of this blacklist. .
If you provoke Taoist Yu Yu, he will give you one sword blow at most. If you survive his sword blow, he will not bother to chase you again.
But provoking this pair of junior brothers is really like poking a hornet's nest. Hua Taoist, Mu Taoist and their large group of disciples are like maggots in the tarsal bones. They will never kill you unless they torture you to death. Those who are willing to give up.
Therefore, Wuzhiqi and the other two remained silent, not daring to tremble with a word of nonsense, and ran away quite dejectedly.
The Hua Taoist smiled and looked in the direction of Ji Hao and others, and slowly took out a transparent glass vase from his sleeve.
A drop of dark-yellow blood essence the size of a fist is suspended in the vase, constantly emitting suffocating pressure and unspeakable domineering majesty.
Hua Taoist said gently: "This is also your creation, destiny. This drop of Emperor Xuanyuan's holy blood can be used to recast your body."
"From now on, you will be the pure bloodline of Gongsun Xuanyuan, and it will be more legitimate for you to compete for the position of Human Emperor."
(End of chapter)