Prehistoric asks the ancestors to call the shots for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 847 Hongjun's wishful thinking

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of explosion sound from a distance, and countless aura storms spread from a distance, shattering the land hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Has Fuxi still fallen!?"

Regarding Fuxi's fall, Mo Lin was not too surprised, after all, Fuxi without a magic weapon was no match for Patriarch Yin Yang at all.

But Mo Lin didn't regret anything, let's not say that he and Fuxi didn't have any friendship, and just before Yinyang Patriarch and Yang Mei Patriarch appeared, Fuxi was still on the hostile side.

In this case, although Mo Lin could also order the Twelve Ancestral Witches to assist Fu Xi in fighting against the Yin-Yang Patriarch, it would not be of any benefit to Mo Lin.

Soon, a stream of Yin-Yang Qi flew out from the turbulent flow of Spiritual Qi, and was about to escape into the void. Seeing this, Mo Lin threw the God-killing Spear in his hand again, turning it into a black killing light and shooting towards the Yin-Yang Qi and go.

That yin-yang aura was transformed by the soul of the ancestor of Yin-Yang. He finally defeated Fuxi, but he didn't expect that Fuxi was more ruthless than Hongyun, and directly blew his soul and body together.

You must know that you can still survive with your soul after you blew your body, whether it is to find a body to seize, or the soul to reincarnate and rebuild is a good choice.

But the self-explosive primordial spirit is different. Even if you are lucky enough to save some remnant souls to reincarnate, it is very likely that the one who returns in the future will no longer be yourself.

You must know that even if it is a saint-level existence, if it explodes its own soul, the damage will be irreversible. After all, the way of heaven will not save a person who wants to die.

Moreover, the reason why the primordial spirit of the saint of heaven is not destroyed is not that even if outsiders can kill and injure the primordial spirit of the saint, the way of heaven can be restored.

It is an ordinary magic weapon, even if it reaches the level of innate treasure, it cannot bypass the protection of heaven and attack the soul of a saint.

Even the vast majority of magic weapons that can injure a saint's primordial spirit can only injure a saint's primordial spirit. Mo Lin has only seen two magic weapons that can really kill a saint. One is the God Killing Spear.

Another thing is his own body, the Pangu axe. Of course, if the Pangu ax wants to kill a saint, it must be broken before killing the saint.

In this way, it will go against Mo Lin and Pan Gu's original intention, and Mo Lin will definitely not choose.

After seeing the black glow transformed by the God-killing Spear, Patriarch Yin-Yang immediately shouted into the void: "Fellow Daoist Hongjun! Save me!"

With the Yin Yang Patriarch only remaining in the state of Yuanshen, it is impossible to avoid the God Killing Spear, so he directly pinned his hopes on Hongjun.

However, Hongjun still didn't show his face until the God-killing Spear had been worn back and forth on his body several times.

Obviously, Hongjun has given up on the ancestor Yin Yang.

After the yin and yang origin transformed by the ancestor Yin Yang escaped into the void, Hongjun's figure slowly appeared in the void, and said to Mo Lin faintly: "Fellow Mo Lin, you won again this time, let's be a What's the deal?"

A trace of disdain flashed across Mo Lin's face, and he said very coldly: "Hongjun, if you want to make an agreement, you must at least show some sincerity."

"Using such an avatar with little power not only provokes ridicule, but also makes me doubt whether you will keep your word."

Mo Lin could tell at a glance that the Hongjun in front of him was just an incarnation, and his strength was even only that of Da Luo Jinxian.

You must know that even if it is an ordinary saint, the avatar produced is at least quasi-sage, and Mo Lin does not ask Hongjun to get a saint avatar according to his strength, at least one of the standard quasi-sage avatars.

Hearing Mo Lin's words, Hongjun didn't make a sound for a while, obviously thinking about what Mo Lin's purpose was, and finally Mo Lin got impatient and said angrily: "Hongjun, don't you talk about it, don't talk about me Take people to occupy the heaven."

Hongjun showed no expression on the surface, but he complained all over Mo Lin in his heart.

Didn't you say that I was not sincere in using the avatar of the Da Luo class?I'm trying to figure out what you mean.

It doesn't matter if your body is a Pangu axe, but you still found the God-killing Spear quietly, who dares to talk to you face to face now, what if you stab me with the God-killing Spear in a fit of anger.

I was thinking about whether to give up a little more soul and get a quasi-holy avatar for you to shoot, but you said I wasted time.

Okay, okay, you are the stronger now, so everything you say is reasonable.

Hongjun quickly calmed down his negative emotions, and said with a slight smile: "Okay, Pindao will just say it. I hope that you will be satisfied with Pindao's request, fellow Taoist, otherwise Pindao will have to choose to reopen Chaos."

Mo Lin's expression turned cold immediately: "Are you planning to threaten me!?"

Hongjun smiled slightly and said: "No, the poor Taoist is just thinking about his own life, if you insist on going to Zixiao Palace, fellow Taoist, then the poor Taoist can only choose to let the whole prehistoric creatures be buried with the poor Taoist. "

In fact, Hongjun was also betting that Molin would rather kill him than Honghuang.

After all, as he said, if the prehistoric world is broken, not to mention existences like Mo Lin, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches and some top-level witches may not suffer losses.

But at Mo Lin's level, she has become very indifferent towards people who are not close to her, just like Nuwa, she doesn't care much about the life and death of the entire monster clan except Fuxi.

But this time Hongjun made the right bet. Although Mo Lin didn't care about the prehistoric creatures other than the Wu Clan, and he didn't have deep feelings for those ordinary Wu Clans, Mo Lin promised Pangu to protect the prehistoric, so naturally he didn't Maybe he just watched Honghuang finish playing.

Mo Lin said coldly: "Your life will stay with you for the time being, but remember one thing, if your request is too much and touches my bottom line, I will let you and the heaven behind you know What do you mean the consequences are serious."

Hong Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry about this fellow Taoist, what the poor Taoist needs is for you Wu Clan to give my disciples who are worthless a chance to compete fairly."

Hongjun also didn't expect to force Mo Lin to admit defeat by replaying Chaos, relying on the card of replaying Chaos, it's okay to regain a certain disadvantage, if he really used the replay of Chaos to force Mo Lin to surrender, it might have the opposite effect.

Mo Lin said calmly, "Oh, what kind of fair chance do you want?"

Hongjun smiled and said: "You and I, the two forces, are not allowed to let the saint play until the end of the next calamity. Everyone will decide the ownership of Honghuang based on the outcome of the next calamity."

Seeing this, Mo Lin chuckled and said, "Are you already planning to make a comeback at the time of Conferred God?

The abacus is well done, but those disciples who rely on your disciples alone are not the opponents of my witch clan great witch, are you sure you want to do this? "

(End of this chapter)