It is 150,000 miles away from the new territory of Wushan tribe.

In the air, a magnificent palace full of black floating in the air. The square hall, which is thousands of feet long and wide, is ancient and majestic. There is a tower 36,000 feet high in the four corners. Under each tower, a black unicorn dragon turtle stands.

Above the palace, a ball of innate Ren Water essence turned into a black cloud and mist carrier, carrying a futon made of black jade.

Gonggong Wuyou sat cross-legged on the cushion, with his jade zither with only three strings on his knees. His fingers were hooked or pressed, and the three strings were roaring and roaring for thousands of miles. Wherever the sound of the zither went, the sky was hazy, and the biting rain of the cold kept falling from the air. When it fell on the ground, it turned into a small ice crystal.

The vast fields of thousands of miles were frozen by the frozen rain brought by Gonggong Wuyou. Large groups of wild beasts were curled up on the ground, their bodies were covered with thick ice, and they were frozen to the point of no vitality.

A hundred miles ahead of the palace, the contemporary fire god Zhu Rong turned into the size of a hill, stepping on two divine fire snakes with a body of thousands of feet long, and the flames rose all over his body, looking at Gonggong Wuyou, who was blocking the road. Before the frozen rain fell from the sky approached his body, it was evaporated invisibly by the fierce flames.

"Gonggong Wuyou, do you really want to stop me?" Zhu Rong, who looked as handsome as a woman, sneered, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of murderous intent: "Do you really think I dare not kill you? Or do you think that your old guy, who is like a turtle, will have time to save you?"

Gonggong Wuyou looked at Zhurong with a smile on his face: "Zhurong, why bother to get angry? If you carefully discuss seniority, from the first generation of water and fire gods, you and I have the same seniority. The reason why I am still Prince Wuyou is that you are the Fire God Zhurong who dominates the Southern Wilderness, the great priest of the Human Tribe Alliance is nothing more than... the old monsters in your family died too quickly."

He sighed softly. Gonggong Wuyou said slowly: "I have been hoping to speak well with you. For example, what does it feel like to sit on the throne of Vulcan?"

Zhu Rong laughed to the sky. After laughing a few times, he said in a strange voice: "As long as you have the courage to kill your old immortal, you will know what it feels like to sit on the throne of Gonggong. How about it? Do you want me to help you? I have a bottle of Nine Heavens Viagra from the Heavenly Court. As long as you have the courage to poison your old immortal, I will dare to kill him."

Gonggong Wuyou hurriedly wiped the strings of the piano and smiled, "No, no, if this is true, my Northern Wilderness tribe will face a catastrophe. I am not your opponent. I sincerely say that I am younger than you and my cultivation is far inferior to you. So although I really want to become Gonggong, I am not so stupid yet."

Zhu Rong shouted coldly: "You are already stupid enough, you don't need to be stupid anymore. Do you want to have a complete breakup with me Nanhuang when you block my way?"

Gonggong Wuyou shook his head repeatedly: "How could I block your way? I just want to ask you to taste my new song, and also ask the high-priest to comment one or two. Has my cultivation level improved compared to a hundred years ago?"

Zhu Rong took a deep breath. He took out a jade talisman and said in a deep voice: "Manman asks for help. Someone is chasing her. If something happens to her, I will kill you."

Gonggong Wuyou raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Who is Manman? She was chased and killed has nothing to do with me. I just want to know how big the gap is between me and the contemporary gods of the Zhurong God Clan."

The three strings of the piano were shaking violently, and the sound of "ding ding dangdang" shook the sky. The wind and rain in the sky turned into countless wind, swords and frost swords, and brought cold lights to kill Zhurong. Gonggong Wuyou laughed in a low voice: "Attention, this is my latest music score "Kill in the Cold Winter"!"

Zhu Rong's body melted quickly in the fire. His body turned into a ball of flowing flame. The two divine fire snakes roared like dragon roars, and when they opened their mouths, two flames sprayed out of their mouths.

The purple-red earth-centered magic flame swept across the sky like sticky magma, and countless wind swords and frost swords were swept away by the fire. Gonggong Wuyou's ten fingers suddenly frost. The huge backlash power rebounded from the strings made the strings cut hard on his white and tender fingers.

Little bits of blood spurted out from the wound that was deep within the bones, and Gonggong Wuyou's hands were quickly dyed red by the blood.

"Vulnerable, idiot!" Zhu Rong laughed sternly, and the rolling flames soared into the sky, and infinite heat rushed towards Gonggong Wuyou. Zhu Rong's attack was not merciless. He really killed Gonggong Wuyou, in order to kill with one blow.

Gonggong Wuyou looked at the flames coming from the sky in front of him with a stiff face, and watched as he mobilized the innate swords and frost swords transformed from the aura of acquired water within a radius of one million miles with the help of the powerful innate divine array in the palace below to qi.

Before taking action, he felt that with the help of the divine formation of this palace, he could at least stop Zhurong's family from being one day and one night. After all, Gonggong Wuyou always believed that Zhurong's family's strength was far less powerful than his father Gonggong's family, so he was definitely an existence at the level of Zhurong's family.

But when he started, Gonggong Wuyou found out in despair that he overestimated himself and Zhurong too much.

In front of Zhurong, he was like an ant to destroy anything. No conspiracy was useful. Facing absolute power, facing the arrogant and unreasonable, and committed to killing people, regardless of the so-called "big situation", the pre-conceptions, ideas, thoughts, and calculations of Gonggong Wuyou are all bullshit!

Eight black mists rushed out of the palace, and eight huge bodies blocked the overwhelming flames.

A sharp long and sharp sound came, and a black giant snake sneered out of the water mist with a grim smile. When it opened its mouth, countless poisonous water arrows shot out. The poisonous water arrows collided with Zhurong's flames, and suddenly made a harsh sound. The poisonous gas flooded and the ground was corroded into a large swamp.

"Xiangliu! Are you looking for death?" Zhu Rong shouted angrily: "And you...hey, all the old people are here?"

"Zhurong, even if you are the contemporary fire god, we old ministers of the water gods cannot watch you kill our prince!" Jiutou Xiangliu smiled strangely, stirring up a large piece of black water poisonous gas and fighting with Zhurong.

Among the seven figures that Xiangliu rushed out of the palace, a water ape with silver hair all over the neck rushed straight to the sky. He swung a giant pillar made of ice with both hands and smashed it down at Zhu Rong's head.

"Okay, Wuzhiqi, you are here too!" Zhu Rong shouted loudly, and a spear condensed from the flames shot out from the flames.

Soon eight figures surrounded Zhu Rong's family and fought endlessly. Gonggong Wuyou giggled and laughed: "Now, please ask the high priest to taste my new "Winter Kill"!"

The fingers were played lightly, the strings were stained with blood, and the faint sound of the piano resounded for thousands of miles again. (To be continued...)

ps: On the way home, I was maliciously detoured by a taxi driver and almost started fighting!

Sorry! It's late to update!
Chapter completed!