Donghuang Wang was crying in a weird way, but he wasn't really trying to shirk his position as the leader of the male immortals.
He still had some wisdom.
Daoist Hongjun's words carried weight and had supreme dignity.
He had just announced it and he was already gone.
Wouldn't that be slapping his own face?
His goal was clear.
He wanted to use Hongjun to resolve the unstable factor of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Once this group of sh * t-stirrers was dealt with, it could be considered that he had taken up his post and established his might successfully.
One had to know that these Sorcerer Tribes were famous for being unreasonable and overbearing.
At that time, who wouldn't look at him differently?
He was not afraid that Hongjun would know what he was thinking.
In the eyes of Donghuang Wang Gong, since Hongjun had chosen him, he would definitely support him.
Moreover, what he said was the truth.
He glanced around. While he was crying, many of the guests from the Purple Cloud Palace nodded in agreement.
Instantly, Donghuang Wang felt even more relieved.
I'm really too wise and mighty.
The Queen Mother of the West is nothing compared to me.
However, the two of us are fated.
Innate and feet were similar, and Teacher Hongjun had also appointed him to be in charge of male fairies.
At that time, when I establish my reputation, I'll take the opportunity to join forces with him. It'll also be a good story.
Prince of the East glanced at the beautiful face of the Queen Mother of the West not far away, and his heart was filled with thoughts.
What was this guy trying to do?
The Queen Mother of the West, who looked like she had nothing left to live for, felt a little tired as she watched Prince of the East cry.
She could already tell that this was a hot potato.
The Wilderness was too chaotic.
Even if the Dragon Han Great Calamity ended now, the Demon Race and the Sorcerer Race would still be in a state of chaos.
There were billions of races in the Primordial World, as well as those innate gods and big shots with far-reaching backgrounds. Which one of them was not a difficult person to deal with?
She also wanted to push away the position of the female immortal.
But Hongjun would definitely not agree.
She was still thinking about how to hide, but this guy still dared to refuse.
Wasn't he afraid that Hongjun would be furious?
Taking ten thousand steps back, those Shamans were all very cruel. This guy still dared to provoke them. Was he crazy from wanting to die?!
The Matriarch of the West didn't think that those guys from the Sorcerer Tribe would care about being the leader of the male and female immortals.
In fact, it was the same.
At this moment, in the Purple Cloud Palace, there were people who heard the words of the Eastern Lord and nodded in agreement.
However, Emperor Jun, Fuxi, and other big shots all thought that Prince of the East might not have a good brain.
Unless Hongjun destroyed the Sorcerer Tribe.
Otherwise, it would be strange if these fearless fellows didn't cause a ruckus!
"Heh, this guy has quite a sharp eye.”
"Other than Big Brother, who else dares to control our Sorcerer Tribe? I can't kill him!"
At this moment, the more scheming Ancestor of Sorcery had yet to understand the meaning behind Donghuang Wang's words.
All of them laughed wildly, thinking that Donghuang Wang Gong was praising them.
"There is a reason for everything to exist."
"The Sorcerer Tribe is also a living being of the Wilderness. Naturally, it is under your jurisdiction.”
"You are destined to be the leader of the male immortals, there is no need to discuss this matter.”
Hongjun's gaze moved away from the Sorcerer Tribe indifferently, and his voice echoed in the Purple Cloud Palace.
The meaning behind his words was very simple.
He didn't agree to Donghuang Wang's suggestion, nor did he give him any help as Donghuang Wang had expected.
Instead, he used his usual casual tone to brush it off.
This wasn't right.
What did he mean?
Hearing Dao Hongjun's cold response, Dongwang Gong was a little stunned.
Was he helping or not?
He felt that Hongjun did not play by the rules. His meaning was already very obvious.
If Hongjun did not express his stance, it would be troublesome.
All his previous fantasies would become bubbles.
It was not easy for him to have such an opportunity to fall from the sky. He had to fight for it.
Wang Gong of the East remembered what the Ancestors of Sorcery had said and gritted his teeth.
"That…"
"Teacher, there's really no way to deal with this Sorcerer Tribe disciple.”
"I think these Ancestral Magi will listen to their eldest brother.”
"Why don't you reason with him alone? Make him listen to me?"
"Or keep him by your side for a while?”
Dongwang Gong mustered up his courage, stole a glance at Wan Li, and suggested.
That's right.
He wanted Hongjun to put pressure on Wan Li and make him his underling.
This way, he would have confidence.
Hmm?
What was going on?
Why is he calling me?
Wan Li narrowed his eyes and stared at Donghuang Wang's back.
What was this guy thinking?
You still want me to listen to him?
Who was he?
Wan Li understood the meaning behind Donghuang Wang's words and was immediately displeased.
No wonder he was killed by Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi. His EQ was really too low.
He was really not a good person.
Creak! Creak! Creak!
Wan Li clenched his fists.
"You're courting death."
It wasn't just Wan Li.
When the Ancestral Sorcerers who were smiling cheekily heard Donghuang Wang's words, their faces darkened.
These words were too direct.
They were also very clear about it.
Let their big brother be your little brother.
Who are you?
These words were clearly peeing on the heads of the Sorcerer Tribe!
"Kill him."
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other, killing intent rising in their hearts.
"This matter…"
Hongjun spoke again at this moment. He also looked at Duke of the East in surprise.
Clearly, he did not expect Donghuang Wang to be so bold.
And…he was so whimsical.
Wake up.
"I can't do anything about it."
"The sermon has ended. See you next time.”
After Hongjun finished speaking, he simply disappeared.
His behavior completely made Donghuang Wang drop.
That was not right.
This wasn't right.
Why did Teacher Hongjun disappear?
His expression changed drastically.
His heart was filled with alarm.
It was over.
Hurry up and leave.
He had greatly offended the Sorcerer Tribe just now.
It would be strange if they didn't make a move.
Looking at the purple cloud guests around him with their arms crossed, looking as if they were watching a show, Dongwang Gong felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.
He suddenly quivered!
He created a gust of wind under his feet and instantly rushed towards the Purple Cloud Palace's main door!
"Hello,"
"Where are you going?"
"Didn't you want me to be your underling?”
A lazy voice sounded.
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