Of course, Zhu Rong did not die, nor would he die forever. He just fell into a state of nirvana and needed time to recover.

Now, Zhu You used Pangu's soul-summoning technique to awaken his will in his body related to Zhurong.

In fact, every child of a great supernatural power can be regarded as a clone of a great supernatural power. Unlike ordinary clones, the children of a great supernatural power have a self-independent consciousness.

Zhenyuan Daxian stepped out of Wuzhuang Temple without thinking, and came to the Chengji Plain, looking at the battlefield from the sky, ready to rescue at any time.

During the Wuzhuang Temple meeting, he owed a great favor to Tianyuan Daojun. First, it was a huge sum of merit, and then the Taoist teachings of the Cangqiong Ancestor. These two things are more precious than the innate spiritual treasures. For this favor, he was willing to fight with the ancestor witch.

Tianyuan Daojun didn't know that there was a great god who was secretly protecting himself, and he could guess some of the changes that happened to Zhu You.

Witchcraft is known for its weirdness and mystery. Compared with orthodox Taoism, its sword is indirect and unreasonable, and often has unexpected effects.

As soon as his eyes opened, he saw something wrong with Zhu You. At this time, Zhu You was still a great witch. In his eyes, there was a look that only the ancestor witch who was dominating the world appeared. That kind of eyes looked down on the wind and clouds, and the heavens and all worlds could do, which made people feel thrilled.

"You are... Zhurong?"

Tianyuan Daojun asked tentatively.

"You junior, you are so brave, you dare to call me your name."

Two fire snakes spurted out from Zhu You's nostrils, and he looked angry.

Zhu Rong is a god of fire, and his temper is famous for being hot. There is a grain of sand that cannot be tolerated in his eyes. Whoever makes him unhappy for a moment will make him unhappy for a lifetime.

Tianyuan Daojun smiled and said, "Don't say that you are just a will, and you don't even have the ability to revive the soul through a corpse. What can you be considered when you come to me?"

Tianyuan Daojun is not afraid of Zhurong, afraid of being useless, and afraid that it will only make himself die faster. Only by not being afraid and facing him can he overcome it.

Moreover, no matter how polite and respect Zhurong is, he is both enemies.

The human race and the witch race are wrong. It should be the heavens and the witch race, and it has long been incompatible with water and fire.

No race dared to forget what the witch tribe did when they controlled the prehistoric land. First, they killed a lot, took souls and made swords, and then felt that there were many unjust souls in the prehistoric land, so they ran to reincarnation.

In this wave of operation, all senior executives of each group hated the witch clan to the core.

The reason why they did not deal with the witch clan immediately was that the witch clan was too strong and they were not sure. The second was that the six paths of reincarnation were in the hands of the witch clan. If they could use their hands and feet casually, they would make your clan unable to produce descendants for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

Even if you have the ability to have children in the hands of others, no matter how much you hate others, you will have no choice but to take care of the other person.

"Okay! I won't say much nonsense. Zhu Rong, Zhu You called you out, and you were the one who challenged me. I hope you, a father, are better than a son."

Strategically despise the enemy and tactical attention to the enemy, Tianyuan Daojun does not care about Zhurong on the surface, but in fact he has already become twelve-pointed in his heart and is ready to deal with Zhurong's fierce attack at any time.

He waved, and the fairy boat on the other side shrank, shrinking from something that was in the sky to a silver shuttle.

After the immortal boat on the other side became a silver shuttle, it immediately penetrated the void and drew a boundary river in the void. There were hundreds of millions of small boundaries standing in front of Zhu You.

"A little trick! How can I do this for a mere magic weapon?"

Facing the sudden attack of Tianyuan Daojun, Zhu Rong didn't care at all. He pursed his mouth, and his magic power condensed a long sword and pulled it down.

This knife shocked the world, stagnated time and space, stagnated the great way, and actually set the fairy boat on the other side.

"snort!"

Zhu Rong deserves to be Zhu Rong. With the same cultivation and the same magic power, the strength he exerted is far above Zhu You after taking action.

His own realm is too high, perhaps not as good as the current Zhenyuan Immortal, but he is also a figure in the 12th level of Daluo, and his understanding of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth is incredibly high.

When Tianyuan Daojun saw this scene, he sighed in his heart.

From the moment Zhurong arrived, he expected the result. When he refined the immortal boat on the other side, he was at the tenth level of the Daluo Heaven. From the perspective of the tenth level of the Daluo, this treasure is impeccable, but above the tenth level of the Daluo, this treasure has many loopholes.

"Zhurong is Zhurong, but it is impossible for you to defeat me."

The Taoist Lord Tianyuan thought of it and took back the immortal boat on the other side and sacrificed his new innate spiritual treasure, the fog and dew Qiankun Net.

Zhurong Divine Fire Flag is Zhurong's companion spiritual treasure. It can exert great power in his hands. Tianyuan Daojun must use the innate spiritual treasure without revealing his strength.

The Qiankun Mist Dew Net flew out, blocking the void of the main battlefield. At the same time, various divine waters were released, forming a space full of water mist.

Zhurong worked tirelessly and waved the Zhurong Divine Fire Flag, but he found that under the influence of the water mist, his Zhurong Divine Fire Flag was like being scrapped, and he could not spray out a trace of flame. Even if it was sprayed out, it would be quickly extinguished by the divine water.

"mean!"

Zhu Rong had no choice but to bully himself and launch a magical power and magical confrontation with Tianyuan Daojun.

In the mist, the Taoist Lord Tianyuan was innumerable, everywhere, and went to all. He was fighting around Zhurong.

At this moment, Zhu Rong finally learned some of the power of Tianyuan Daojun.

If Zhu Rong had used his body to take action, Tianyuan Daojun would have been suppressed long ago. However, he was only a little bit of his thoughts placed on Zhu You, and could only use Zhu You's cultivation.

When his magic power is far less than that of Tianyuan Daojun, Zhurong cannot gain a slight advantage.

"I think of my twelve ancestor witches. The enemy is one person. My brother and sister are twelve. The enemy is three thousand Zixiaokes, and the twelve brother and sister are twelve brother and sister. I join forces, and even Di Jun and Taiyi are not our opponents. Now there is only one person in this seat..."

Zhu Rong increasingly missed his brothers and his teammates.

Suppressed by the Lord of Tianyuan Dao, Zhu Rong Youhuo couldn't help but think of the glorious history that was unrivaled in the past.

Zhenyuan Daxian's eyes were like a torch, and he saw through the situation at once. The internal battle situation surprised him.

He originally thought that Tianyuan Daojun would lose to Zhu Rong, but he did not expect that the situation of the battle would be reversed.
Chapter completed!