Chapter 302 Chaos War
Although it was hidden well, he finally found the clue after tracing back many times.

Before the Black Turtle Ancestor went crazy, Hou Tu's figure quietly emerged.

He took out a pitch-black pill that was filled with endless death energy and emitted an ominous aura.

Put it in the body of a small fish and lead the small fish to the Black Turtle Ancestor.

Through its careless swallowing, it eventually exploded inside its body, causing the black turtle to go crazy.

It kills every living thing it sees, and destroys everything around it, as if it wants to bring death to all things.

"What is that black pill?"

Futu froze the picture here, his soul stirred up the sparks of wisdom, and began to analyze its components.

Dead air, unwillingness, resentment, madness, killing, poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, cruelty, mildew, pain, death from illness...

"I see!"

After careful analysis, he finally showed a flash of enlightenment.

That black pill is based on the Avenue of Death, with other laws as an aid.

Combined with the disasters inflicted on countless dead souls, this special method was created.

It can be said that Hou Tu’s sneak attack not only represents himself, but also a fatal blow from countless dead souls combined!
Under the heavy calamities, the number of lives lost between heaven and earth has become impossible to count.

No wonder the Black Turtle Ancestor went crazy by extracting power from these dead souls!

Judging from his current condition, he may not be able to regain consciousness in a short period of time.

Even if we know what happened, it seems that we can't reverse the process.

Since Hou Tu has chosen to take action, the war between the Hunyuan Golden Immortals is probably about to begin.

He can see it, and so can others, and they know the specific reasons.

Especially the Demon Ancestor, who originally had some advantages but is now eliminated.

I'm afraid he's going crazy?

While he was thinking, a sinister aura that made one's hair stand on end filled the world.

"Hongjun, come and fight!"

The Demon Ancestor Rāhu stood on the top of Mount Sumeru with a gloomy face and holding the God-killing Spear in his hand.

He declared war without hesitation, and then disappeared from Mount Sumeru.

Judging from its direction, it is about to enter the disordered inner chaos, and the battlefield is clear at a glance.

Patriarch Hongjun frowned slightly, suddenly realizing that he was being plotted against, with a cold light flashing in his eyes:

"I will settle the score with you after I have dealt with this matter."

Having made up his mind, Patriarch Hongjun put this matter behind him.

What Hou Tu did is just a small matter now, perhaps just the advancement of the times.

For Patriarch Hongjun, there is not much threat. The most important thing now is to defeat the Demon Ancestor Luohou!

Patriarch Hongjun chose to accept the challenge and immediately disappeared from Kunlun Mountain.

In an incredible way, he crossed the long and distant space and came to the inner chaos.

"Hou Tu, are you looking for helpers?"

Luohou held the handle of the God-killing Spear with his right hand, and gently stroked the area near the tip of the spear with his left hand.

It is communicating with the spirit inside the weapon, causing it to emit an increasingly terrifying and terrifying evil aura.

The inner chaos quickly became violent, as if it was about to lead to an earth-shattering war.

"Is it important?"

Patriarch Hongjun responded nonchalantly, and then took out the innate treasure Pangu Banner.

Endless vast magical power poured in, causing it to emit increasingly terrifying fluctuations.

It even tore apart the surrounding chaotic energy and continued to spread into the distance.

The movements of Demon Ancestor Luohou are very slow, and the movements of Patriarch Hongjun are also like an old man.

But they collided with each other in an instant, turning the inner chaos into a sea of ​​light.

An earth-shaking roar followed, and chaos collapsed and broke apart in large pieces.

The chaotic airflow was divided into clear and turbid, giving rise to vast and boundless worlds.

It was then returned to its original state by the terrifying power, and then evolved and destroyed again.

"Raise your eyebrows!"

"A battle of chaos!" There was a fighting spirit in Zhulong's eyes, and his powerful voice spread throughout the endless void.

Following the traces of time, breaking through the barriers of space, we came to the inner chaos.

Not far away, layers of spatial fluctuations gradually emerged.

As his gaze continued to deepen, he looked at the ancestor Yang Mei who was surrounding the Avenue of Space.

In his right hand, he swung out the Jinghui whisk, which emitted a visible silver thread and placed it on his left forearm.

He walked out slowly from inside, his face was indifferent and his voice was slightly contemptuous:
"Again, you want to be beaten?"

"Arrogant, really arrogant!"

"I have made great progress over the years, and I am here to learn from you, fellow Taoist!"

"I hope that after this battle, you can still be as tough as you are now!"

Zhulong was so angry that he almost laughed. Endless magical power surged out from his limbs.

The primordial spirits gathered continuously, and gradually a treasure wheel emerged, radiating endless brilliance. It was none other than the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Wheel of Time!

Rumble!
The two men looked at each other, their eyes filled with horrible, cold murderous intent, and they collided in an instant.

Artificially created a long river where time and space are intertwined.

Power is rising, laws are spreading, emitting a terrifying atmosphere, and both want to kill each other.

It won’t end in a short time, but the chaos around is being broken frequently.

And it continues to collapse and fall into the distance with an irreversible trend.

"Futu, I'll be waiting for you in Chaos!"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch kept muttering to himself, but his voice echoed throughout the entire heaven and lasted for a long time.

The supreme figures surrounding the Yin-Yang Avenue gradually disappeared from the real world.

Fu Tu remained calm and walked out from the depths of the palace unhurriedly and came to the palace gate.

"Master!"

Ao Guang and Kong Xuan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and they bowed at the same time.

"After I leave, a war will surely break out in the Thirty-Three Heavens. You should focus on protecting yourselves."

"If it comes to the point where nothing can be done, you should take Kong Xuan and leave first."

"These are two of my magic powers, given to you two as a trump card."

Fu Tu’s majestic gaze swept across the thirty-three vast heavens.

The creatures under his command have already stood together with the demon monks.

They are in confrontation with the immortal monks below, and the situation may turn into war at any time.

Before leaving, he was a little worried and couldn't help but give a few words of advice.

And condensed two magical powers of the half-step Hunyuan Daluo level.

Ao Guang and Kong Xuan each took one step, serving as a backup for the two to defend themselves.

"As ordered!"

Ao Guang was shocked and felt a huge responsibility instantly. He agreed very seriously.

"Thank you Master!"

Kong Xuan also bowed deeply, and a sincere voice came out, filled with deep gratitude.

"Ok!"

Fu Tu uttered a soft nasal sound, and the figure surrounding the Supreme God gradually dissipated.

"I wish Master a victorious return!"

Ao Guang and Kong Xuan looked at each other and said words of blessing at the same time.

The disappearance of the two great masters Yin Yang and Fu Tu immediately signaled the start of a war in heaven.

The immortals and demons, who were already ready to fight, collided with each other without any mercy.

The heavenly realm, which was filled with peace and purity, suddenly became extremely chaotic, and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

It also emitted a strong smell of blood, which made everyone more crazy.

Ao Guang and Kong Xuan did not take any action, but quietly stood at the palace gate and watched the war.

At the same time, Fu Tu traveled across a long and distant space and finally arrived at the tyrannical chaos.

(End of this chapter)