Prince of the East raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard what the Grand Wizard Zhurong said.
"Pretty boy?"
This was not a compliment!
Prince of the East said calmly to Nuwa and Fuxi,""Fellow Daoists, the situation has changed again. Only by getting the innate gourd vine as soon as possible can this storm be quelled.”
"Speed up. After you have completely subdued the innate gourd vine, don't worry about anything else and head straight for Penglai Island.”
"This is the way to enter Penglai Island.”
"After entering Penglai Island, cultivate the innate gourd vine by the lake in the center of Penglai Island.”
"Do the two of you understand?"
Nuwa and Fuxi knew that things were going to be troublesome.
Perhaps it was not just because of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
The two of them did not hesitate and nodded."Fellow Daoist, don't worry. We won't!"
Nuwa looked at Prince of the East worriedly and hesitated. She turned to focus on taming the Innate Gourd Vine.
She knew that at this moment, she would not be able to help him no matter how much she said. The only thing she could do was to subdue the Innate Gourd Vine as soon as possible.
After making arrangements for Nuwa and Fuxi, Prince of the East turned to look at the Grand Wizard, Zhurong. The fire of pure Yang burned in his eyes.
His scorching gaze made Zhurong, the Ancestral Wizard of Fire, feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Zhurong, you're the first one who dares to call me a gigolo!”
"I hope your ability is as tough as your mouth!”
Donghuang Wang's tone was extremely calm.
However, it gave the Ancestors of Sorcery the feeling that it was like a volcano that was about to erupt.
A strong sense of danger arose spontaneously.
The Ancestral Wizard Candle Dragon's heart froze as he cursed Zhurong countless times in his heart.
Originally, they had only been guided by the heart of Pan Gu in the Hall of Pan Gu and learned that the Innate Gourd Vine on Mount Buzhou was also a great opportunity for the Wu Tribe. Therefore, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery left the Hall of Pan Gu and went straight to Mount Buzhou to fight for the Innate Gourd Vine.
To the Sorcerer Tribe, fighting for the Innate Gourd Vine was the most important thing.
Initially, the Candle Dragon wanted to use the prestige and power of the Sorcerer Tribe to subdue them without a fight. He wanted to force Prince of the East, Fuxi, and the others to hand over the Innate Gourd Rattan. After all, Prince of the East was able to defeat five top Innate Divine experts by himself.
In the end, it was ruined by Zhurong's words!
Since the situation had developed to this point, the Candle Dragon did not think too much about it.
In terms of battle, the Sorcerer Tribe was not afraid of anyone!
It was just a little more effort.
"Qiang Liang, She Bi Shi, Tian Wu, the three of you join forces to deal with Fuxi!" the Candle Dragon shouted.”
"Xuan Ming, Houtu, you two deal with Nuwa and snatch the innate gourd vine from her.”
"The rest of you, come with me and suppress Lord Dong!”
As soon as the Candle Dragon finished speaking, twelve fire dragons formed from pure Yang flames flew out of Dongwang Gong's eyes and roared, heading straight for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Fire Dragon was ferocious and extremely terrifying. It instantly crossed a million miles of space and pounced in front of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery with the power to burn all things and the power to burn the Nine Heavens.
Prince of the East was prepared to fight the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery alone!
To the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, this was a great humiliation.
Since the day the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were born, they had never been looked down upon by anyone.
Zhurong roared angrily," Prince of the East, you're too arrogant!”
"In terms of playing with fire, I, Zhurong, am the ancestor!”
"I'll let you see what the true Law of Fire is!”
"Nanming Primordial Fire, burn!"
The red Nanming Primordial Fire rose from Zhurong's body and swept across the nine heavens. It looked like a heavenly fire that was about to start a prairie fire. It actually surrounded the fire dragon formed by the pure Yang fire of Prince of the East.
Then, with a "dong" sound, the Nanming Primordial Fire that swept through the nine heavens instantly dissipated.
Prince of the East didn't have the intention to continue talking nonsense with Zhurong. He suddenly slashed out with the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Ruler and heavily struck Zhurong's chest.
At the last moment, Zhurong erupted with the true body of the Ancestral Sorcerer.
However, the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Ruler's attack, which contained the power of the Primordial Yang of nine Greater Worlds, was not so easy to withstand.
Emperor Jiang was already heavily injured, let alone Zhurong, who was in a hurry to defend.
"Puff!"
A mouthful of blood spewed out of Zhurong's mouth, like a rain of blood that fell on the ground.
The 1,000,000-foot-long Ancestral Sorcerer's true body streaked across the sky like a meteor and flew thousands of miles away.
"Everyone, don't use the power of laws. The supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure in Wang Chong's hand can destroy the power of laws!”
"Everyone, use the true body of the Ancestral Sorcerer to attack and release the baleful aura at the same time. I want to see how many nails he can hit alone!”
At some point, Grand Wizard Di Jiang had appeared beside the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery with Grand Wizard Zhurong. He looked at Prince of the East solemnly.
This was the most troublesome opponent the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had encountered since they were born.
It was even more troublesome than Donghuang Taiyi.
Although East Emperor Taiyi was powerful and possessed a Connate Cardinal treasure, his attacks were far less overbearing than Prince of the East's.
Even with their bodies that were comparable to superior-grade Connate Numinous treasures, they could not withstand a single blow from the Eastern King.
This was an incredible thing for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
All of this was because of the Pure Yang Limitless Bell's ability to destroy all techniques.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's combat ability was greatly affected by the sudden inability to use the Power of Law in battle.
However, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were not the kind of existences that relied solely on the power of the Maxim to fight. Their powerful physical bodies were their true confidence.
They also preferred to fight with their bodies.
However, the weakness of physical combat was very obvious. The attack range was limited. If they could not get close, they would not be able to unleash their physical advantage.
Now that he was forced to fight with his body by Dong Wang Gong, it was a new experience for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
All the Ancestors of Sorcery revealed their true forms. In an instant, a monstrous killing intent spread wantonly.
The rolling baleful aura was like a dark cloud that covered the sky within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.
Countless living beings fled from this world that was enveloped by the baleful aura in panic.
However, before they could escape from this world enveloped by the baleful aura, their primordial spirits had already been submerged by the baleful aura. Their intelligence had been instantly eroded, and they had become ferocious beasts that only had instincts.
Only creatures with the cultivation base of Primordial Immortals could barely escape this calamity.
However, he had only escaped a calamity and kept his life.
It would take tens of thousands of years to remove the influence of the fiendish aura on them.
This was the terrifying part of the Sorcerer Tribe!
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