"Am I a loser?"
Di Jun's deep eyes looked at it, and after asking rhetorically, it was a monstrous anger like a tide of anger, and even the heavens and the earth trembled in trembling.
The wind was chaotic, as if there was the sound of ghosts crying wolves, and the power of the ancient emperor came.
"Old immortal, I am the most noble Lord of the East Wind, the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, the incarnation of the sun, Emperor Jun."
"Dijun, how did I teach you before, it's not that your voice is loud, aren't you a loser?"
The frenzy came, Chu Wangxianyun was as light as a reef in the waves, standing still, he folded his fingers and calculated: "The surname of the wind is five, the name of Fuxi in the stroke and the north wind Nuwa will not be said, Fuxi created gossip early texts, Nuwa made people to make up the sky, these stories are known to everyone, they are all in primary school textbooks, Chinese people are familiar with them, they are the ancestors of China.
Tianshui Fuxi Temple and Zhonghuang Mountain Nuwa Temple, but the incense is endless. ” "The ancestor of China?
Fu Xi, a villain, only dared to be a minister in front of me, the Emperor of Heaven, how many things you did in his name when you manipulated Fu Xi.
Nuwa, a crazy woman, manipulates the ghosts of life, and is also worthy of being called a human being.
Di Jun scolded indignantly, his chest heaving.
Chu Wangxian glanced at it indifferently, ten thousand years have passed, Di Jun's temper is still so manic, and he used to refine demons with people, half immortals and half demons, everyone is afraid, no wonder the good situation has been lost.
He rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers, calmed down, and continued in one breath: "The records of Nanfeng Donghuang Taiyi are endless.
Even the "Historical Records" said that the gods and nobles are too one. ” "As for the West Wind Shiyi, it is flourishing abroad, and there are countless people worshipping him just by his pseudonym, and even his little apprentice, Sakyamuni is a famous person, and among China, there are more people who believe in it than Taoism, and you say that he is not successful."
Di Jun waved his hand, his cheeks trembled slightly, and he didn't speak.
Apparently opening his mouth to admit his defeat was unacceptable to him.
"As for the five divisions of the Wind Clan, the most precious Dongfeng Emperor Jun, who knows what it is."
Chu Wangxian said unscrupulously.
The current Emperor Jun is not the Emperor Jun of 10,000 years ago, but a name that is only attached to others and has not yet been resurrected.
"You!"
The heavens and the earth were dark for a moment, and Di Jun's anger swallowed the world like a night.
The faces of the people of the Wu clan present were full of horror, and their throats were stiff, the history was so terrible.
Even Wu Yu, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo were full of disbelief, they were still some distance from the truth.
Chu Wangxian looked proudly, and didn't give Di Jun a chance to refute at all, "There are tens of millions of ancient Chinese books, and there are only a few sentences of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" that mention Di Jun, and there is also a record about you in the brocade silk of the Chu tomb unearthed in 42 years, all of which add up to only 100 words. ” Chu Wangxian smiled and shook his head to look at Di Jun.
"You have been erased by the history books, how can you talk about existence."
These words were like a ruthless blade, piercing Di Jun's heart, causing him to tremble all over, and his anger was extreme.
What could be more infuriating than being erased by the history books.
Hundreds of thousands of history books, but only a hundred words mention him.
The Yellow Emperor is spoken in a hundred schools, and his words are inelegant and tame.
Lao Tzu, the ancestor of Taoism, scolded the Yellow Emperor very directly, calling it as poisonous as a snake and scorpion.
But in the Hereafter, there was no such thing.
Qin Shi Huang Taishan sealed Zen, who did he worship?
The language in the historical materials is unknown, and the "History of the Road" reveals a clue, and it is actually Chiyou who worships it.
Tang Taizong conspiracy, killed his brother and imprisoned his father, was disloyal and unfilial, but he was an emperor through the ages.
The name of Emperor Jun was erased from the history books, which was more infuriating than murder.
"Old immortal, if it weren't for you to sow discord among the five tribes of the Wind Clan, how could I fail."
Di Jun took a step forward, and his momentum was like a high-pressure air mass.
Chu Wangxian was too lazy to confront him, with Emperor Jun being such a proud and cruel person, even if he didn't make a move, the wall would fall down and everyone would push him.
He laughed and laughed at himself: "Let's repay and report, how you dealt with me at the beginning, I will deal with you, you have grabbed the position of the emperor, and you have been proud for a few days."
"But don't be sad, the position of the Emperor of Heaven is hot, whoever sits on it is unlucky, and he won't sit for long.
Even if Fu Xi sits the longest, who still remembers him. ” Di Jun drank it in his mouth, and the sonic boom sounded.
"Enough!
Today is not a reminiscence, if you come here, I will kill you. ” Chu Wangxian's eyes instantly became deep, and the slightest murderous intent also exploded, "If you want to get down to business, then I'll tell you about it, I'm the ancestor of the Wind Clan, you knelt down to me back then and wanted to kill me?"
You don't have the qualifications and skills yet. ” "Old immortal!"
Behind Di Jun, a hundred-meter-high black shadow appeared, and this black shadow was eerie and terrifying, like a burning black flame giant.
The giant's eyes are as golden as the sun, and just by looking at it, he may even fall into it completely and lose his life.
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The people of the Wu clan, shrouded in the terrifying power of the Emperor of Heaven, trembled.
In the midst of the raging wind, Chu Wangxian raised his right hand, and the sky-covering array covering Dongying slowly cracked a gap, like a trace of the sky, which was clearly visible.
"Di Jun, your current life is in my hands, as long as I move now, the Heaven Covering Array is gone, your enemies are all over the fairy world, and no one wants an evil demon ancestor to be resurrected, besides, after you are resurrected, how much strength do you have?
I see how many more days you live. ” "I'd rather die than be buried with you."
Di Jun's demonic nature surged, and where the black wind blew around him, there was a dead silence, and even the people of the Wu clan died and turned into mad demons.
The momentum is tense and palpitating.
Chu Wangxian shrugged disdainfully, "You failed, and the next resurrection may be another ten thousand years away."
And I, eighteen years later, am a good man, playing tricks with me, Dijun, you are still a little tender. ” As soon as these words came out, Di Jun's body stiffened, and Wu Yu, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo, among the ten witches of Lingshan Mountain behind him, also knelt down one after another.
"Father thinks twice, now Taishang Laojun is in charge of the fairy world, and Taishang Laojun is the enemy."
"Father, in order to resurrect you, the Wu clan has already paid too much, we Ten Day brothers, even the body has been abandoned, and the cultivation is even weaker to the extreme."
"Who still knows the five divisions of the Wind Clan, the history has been erased cleanly, even the Yellow Emperor Yandi is also a person of the past, and now it is the immortal realm of Taishang Laojun."
Di Jun lowered his head and looked at Wu Yu, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo, feeling sad in his heart.
In the final analysis, whether it is Chu Wangxian, or the five tribes of the Feng Clan, or even the Yellow Emperor Yandi, they are all the waves that died on the beach, and the current lord of the fairy world is Taishang Laojun.
They continue to fight among themselves, which makes no sense, but cheapens others.
Di Jun let out a long sigh and looked at Chu Wangxian, "Our account will be calculated later." ” "Settle accounts!"
Chu Wangxian flicked his fingers and swiped his right hand, "Di Jun, you think clearly, I am looking for you to settle accounts, don't make a mistake about the relationship between primary and secondary." ” "Bastard!"
Di Jun was furious, but he was stared at by Chu Wangxian's sharp eyes, which used to make him afraid.
Chu Wangxian in front of him, in his previous life, was the ancestor of the Feng Clan, and his methods were amazing.
Di Jun endured it and gradually died down.
Chu Wangxian took advantage of the situation and stepped forward to force: "Ancient things, it makes no sense to calculate them clearly.
I set up a large array to cover the sky and come to you, to ask for a return.
Give me something, let's clear the two, whether you want to resurrect and want to fight the Taishang Laojun to seize the throne of the emperor, or summon the demons to seal the world, whatever you want. ” "Suihuang Ming Wood Core!"
Dijun immediately came to his senses and his eyes widened.
"Yes, my weapon, the Divine Wood of the Sui Ming Kingdom, the core of the Emperor Ming Wood."
Chu Wangxian's momentum completely overwhelmed Di Jun at this moment.