Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

"Hehe...destruction?...The demon race will not be destroyed!"

"Someone... uh... will take action to stop it and put an end to this war between wizards and liches."

Gu Changqing sounded like he was talking to himself in a dream.

As he spoke, he licked his lips greedily.

It was as if I had tasted some peerless divine wine in a dream.

However, Tongtian was stunned when he heard this.

The demon race will not be destroyed!

This was clearly a response to Tongtian's earlier concerns.

What puzzled Tongtian was why Gu Changqing said this?

He looked deeply in the direction of the war between liches and sorcerers.

The two tribes have completely gone bloodthirsty, and every move they make is a sure-kill move.

Moreover, the witch clan is aggressive and murderous.

On the other hand, the demon clan was severely damaged and their morale was low.

In the battle with the Witch Clan, they were already at a disadvantage.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

In the ancient times, there is no such saying as "forgive others when you can".

The two races of wizards and liches have been fighting for endless years.

Just imagine, with such a great opportunity, how could the Witch Clan miss it and continue to leave a glimmer of hope for the Demon Clan?

The wise move is to make a concerted effort to completely exterminate the demon race.

Moreover, this would not be Tongtian's idea alone.

Billions of cultivators in the world all think so.

No matter how you look at it, if the war continues, the final result will be the destruction of the demon clan and the complete victory of the witch clan.

Suddenly, Tongtian's mind moved and he thought of something.

"Disciple Changqing, could it be that you are talking about your uncle Nuwa?"

Not bad!

Tongtian now thought that if it was true as Gu Changqing said, a strong man would take action to quell the war between the wizards and liches.

Well, only a saint can do it.

Among all the saints in the world, only Nuwa was revered as the Queen of Wa by the demon clan and had an extremely high status.

It makes sense that she couldn't bear to see the demon race destroyed and tried to stop it.

But thinking of this, Tongtian shook his head and laughed.

"Haha, Disciple Changqing, you are wrong this time."

"Although you are unfathomable, even your master cannot see through you."

"But you still don't know the mystery of the saints..."

"Even if Junior Sister Nuwa wants to help the demon race, it is impossible."

Then, Tongtian spoke in a deep voice, revealing the secrets of a saint level.

This scene seemed extremely strange.

Gu Changqing reeked of alcohol and muttered meaningless words.

But Tongtian just started telling all the stories.

If a strong person from the outside world saw this, he would definitely be confused and puzzled.

After all, what can a great saint say when facing a drunkard who is completely drunk?

But Tongtian looked normal.

He knew that no matter how drunk Gu Changqing was, he could still sense everything in the outside world.

He spoke openly about the mysteries of the saintly realm, paving the way for Gu Changqing's future.

When you reach this level, although you seem to be high above everyone else, you are respected by all living beings.

But in reality, every move is restricted by the rules of nature.

As a saint, you should not easily interfere in worldly affairs.

Therefore, even Nuwa cannot interfere in the battle between the wizards and the liches, otherwise she will inevitably be implicated in the terrible consequences.

It is for this reason that Tong Tiancai thinks Gu Changqing is wrong.

As he spoke, Tongtian revealed a smug smile.

Tongtian has always felt that his disciple Gu Changqing is unfathomable.

Today, I finally regained some of my dignity as a master.

And heard Tongtian finish his story.

Gu Changqing was not the same at all.

For a long time, his eyes remained lowered, but he smiled strangely.

"I said the wrong thing..."

"Haha.....I'm wrong so I'm wrong."

"Drink wine today and be drunk today, don't worry about tomorrow's sorrow and sadness..."

As he spoke, Gu Changqing fumbled for a while and took out the wine gourd again.

Without even opening his eyes, Gu Changqing subconsciously picked up the wine gourd and drank it all in one gulp.

“Gudong…Gudong…”

After taking a few sips, Gu Changqing let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he passed out completely drunk, without making any sound.

Seeing this, Tongtian was suddenly stunned!

As a saint, when his disciples see Tongtian on normal days, which one of them would not be silent and focused?

I dare not even let my attention wander for the slightest moment.

Only Gu Changqing had the guts to get Tongtian drunk in front of him, acting as if he didn't bother to care about the saint.

More importantly, Tongtian originally wanted to warn Gu Changqing.

The latter's actions truly silenced Tong Tian Gan.

"You brat!"

"Are your words so boring..."

Tongtian touched his nose awkwardly and cursed with a smile.

However, he did not bother with Gu Changqing.

It’s good that this kid is so drunk. At least he won’t confront the huge monster of the demon clan head-on like he did before.

After looking at Gu Changqing with admiration and solemnity, Tongtian immediately disappeared into the cave.

......

Gu Changqing is leisurely and carefree, dreaming of eternity, and feeling comfortable and at ease.

However, in the outside world, it was already a bloody scene.

The two races of wizards and liches are always at loggerheads with each other and will fight to the death.

Every war is a fight to the death.

What's more, this time the two clans came out together, with unprecedented momentum and astonishing scale.

Therefore, the battle intensified.

The two tribes fought from the shores of the East China Sea to above the Ninth Heaven.

Top-level quasi-saints such as Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches use chaos as their battlefield.

The laws intertwined and exploded, shattering the universe and annihilating countless stars!

The mighty magical power surges like water pouring down from the sky.

But everyone can see that in this battle, the Witch Clan has completely gained the upper hand.

In the same realm, the witch clan’s punches hit the target, and every move they make can kill dozens or even hundreds of demons.

Among the powerful Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints, the demon clan does not have the upper hand.

After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born to control their own laws, such as space, time, water, fire, etc.

The eight great wizards also awakened and had their own laws, and their fighting power was terrifying.

The offensive from both sides continued, and the demon clan was completely suppressed.

Everyone looked solemn.

"Perhaps, after this battle, the demon race will no longer exist..."

A powerful person sighed, causing all beings to nod their heads.

Ever since Gu Changqing started indifferently slaughtering the demons, the demons have been losing at every step.

In this battle, all living beings no longer see any hope for the demon clan to reverse the situation.

But right now.

In the vast chaos, a vast and incomparable immortal sound suddenly resounded.

"This war should end here!"

These seemingly calm words suddenly drowned out the shouts and screams of the two races of liches.

For a moment, everyone's hearts were pounding and they were filled with fear.

The most shocked person was the Sage Tongtian on Jin'ao Island.

At this moment, Tongtian's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked outside the Chaos Realm.

“This… Daozu Master?!”

So shocking!

Incredible!

As a saint, Tongtian was completely stunned.