Chapter 49 Death of Dongwang Commune

Chapter 49 Death of Dongwang Commune

Chapter 49 Death of Dongwang Commune

As soon as Queen Mother of the West finished speaking, everyone looked at her.

The woman had an extremely beautiful face, was tall and slender, had a swallow-tail-shaped hairpin on her head, and had a delicate body with amazing curves.

In front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, he was shining brightly in the fairy light and exuded immortal aura. He could be said to be pure and unworldly, and not concerned with worldly matters.

"The Queen Mother of the West and the King of the East have known each other for a long time. Both of them are sacred beings of great reputation."

"Dong Wanggong is so shameful. How come he has become someone else's mount?"

"Tsk, no wonder Fellow Daoist Queen Mother of the West's pretty face turned red, and she looked as if she had lost her soul."

"But fortunately, she was still planning to go up and comfort him. If it was someone else, who would care about him?"

As many powerful people whispered to each other, occasionally a few sarcastic voices were heard.

The King of the East turned his back to everyone without hesitation and buried his face in the darkness.

The Queen Mother of the West, who was standing behind the King of the East, took a deep breath and tried to make her tone sound as cautious as possible, but before she could speak.

"You just want to laugh at my joke, get out of here!"

The hoarse but weak voice of the King of the East sounded, and he waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly, signaling the Queen Mother of the West to stay away from her.

The Queen Mother of the West was silent for a while, then she took a deep breath, raised her white feet, and kicked the King of the East, causing him to fall to the ground.

"If you like to roll around, I'll let you roll around as much as you want!"

Then, with a light snort, she returned to the front of Zixiao Palace, leaned against the wall, hugged her arms, and closed her eyes to rest.

In front of the Zixiao Palace, stood a group of famous innate sacred beings, with smiles on their faces, bowing and greeting each other.

But in the distance, the shadow of the purple-robed Dong Wanggong, cast by the fairy light on the ground, was stretched extremely long...

"Hey, isn't this Dong Wanggong? Why don't you do what you want to do? Why do you like to be someone else's footman?"

"Last time you fought with me for the treasure, were you arrogant?"

As the words rang out, a chilling aura swept over.

When everyone looked, they saw a young man in a blood-red robe standing on the steps in front of the palace. The red mark between his eyebrows was extremely eye-catching. At this moment, his blood-red eyes looked down at the lonely Prince Dong.

"Tsk tsk, the Styx doesn't look ordinary and sacred. It took shape in the Netherworld Blood Sea, holding Yuantu and Abi, the two innate killing swords."

"Yes, I heard that the sea of ​​blood will never dry up and the river of Hades will never die."

"He has cultivated 48,000 Blood God Sons, corresponding to the 48,000 pores in the human body. As long as there is a drop of Blood God Son in the sea of ​​blood, he will not die."

"I've heard that Dong Wang Gong is not popular with people. It turns out that he has unresolved karma with the Styx."

A group of innate saints were chatting with their companions, but they were moving away from the Styx, keeping a distance from it, for fear that the killing methods practiced by the other party would erode their own spirits.

Dong Wanggong looked towards the River Styx, then glanced at the three Lingxiao brothers. His long hair was blown by the wind and suddenly became disheveled. His eyes, which were covered by his long hair, flashed a little blood.

The floor he was standing on suddenly made a loud bang, and the floor was embedded in the soil, and he became a head shorter in an instant.

"You're angry, aren't you?"

Another voice sounded with a teasing tone.

A Taoist priest in a green robe walked out with his hands behind his back, looked at Dong Wanggong, and said loudly: "When you passed by Beihai and saw my boy, you killed him immediately!"

"I have been looking for you for many years, hoping that you would come to listen to the sermon."

"Being a dog depends on its owner. How do you think we should understand the cause and effect?" Kunpeng raised his head and stared at Dong Wanggong with unfriendly eyes.

"Compared to you offending the two of us, I am more curious about how you became someone else's mount?"

Styx asked doubtfully.

Zhunti stepped out and said loudly: "This fellow attacked my elder brother's dojo and injured his men."

After hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Emperor Jun and Tai Yi, as well as a number of other well-known sacred beings, were stunned for a moment, and then they all walked towards Dong Wang Gong at the same time.

When someone does you a favor, you should always keep it in mind.

What's more, the treasure that Ling Xiao bestowed on them back then was not just a favor, it could be said to be of extremely high value.

In an instant, these well-known gods who had received help from Ling Xiao launched a merciless ridicule at Dong Wanggong.

Only Hong Yun saw the red eyes of the East King, but he was powerless to refute the swords, spears, and halberds mentioned by so many people...

Hong Yun looked reluctant. He suddenly walked out of the crowd, looked at everyone chattering and mocking Dong Wang Gong, and shouted loudly: "Stop scolding. If you are angry, scold me, Hong Yun. I will bear it for Dong Wang Gong."

"I know that being generous to others is a crime, but I am willing to let you beat me and scold me, just ask you to let Dong Wanggong go!"

After saying this, Hong Yun turned to Ling Xiao, lifted his robe, bent his legs, and knelt down.

"Dong Wanggong has offended Daoyou, and I shouldn't have offset this karma privately for Daoyou. If Daoyou wants to punish me, even if it means killing me, I, Hongyun, will never resist."

Ling Xiao looked at the man who had repeatedly spoken up for him. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and helped him up.

Dong Wanggong's face flushed red. He looked at Hongyun, but he didn't dare to look him in the eye. He sneered, "What a joke! This lord... This lord is not unable to bear it. It's just a mere insult. Do I care? Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a good person here?"

"And Ling Xiao, Jie Yin Zhunti, you three are trash from the Western Land!!"

"You stinky outsider, you've come to the East to beg for food, what are you so crazy about?"

"Look, I have an innate divine pattern on my forehead. I am famously sacred!"

"What are you doing? Do you want to hit me? This is Zixiao Palace!!"

He watched Dong Wanggong touching his forehead and letting everyone see his innate divine pattern, and then saw Jie Yin and Zhunti walking towards him, and he immediately backed away and shouted loudly.

Just when Jie Yin Zhunti was about to make a move, Yuan Shi, one of the Three Pure Ones, suddenly spoke to Jie Yin Zhunti and angrily shouted, "What do you think this place is? Even though the Taoist Patriarch hasn't started preaching yet!"

"But you are bullying a fellow Taoist in front of the Purple Cloud Palace. What kind of people are you?"

"If you don't take Daozu seriously, you are not worthy to come and listen to the teachings!"

After hearing this, Jie Yin Zhunti naturally did not tolerate Yuan Shi anymore. He caught him and started to scold him angrily, almost attacking him directly.

Ling Xiao did not take the Three Pure Ones seriously at all. The fact that he had praised Daozu in the past was enough to make Hongjun take care of him.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly froze, and the desire to fight lingered in front of the Zixiao Palace.

At this time, Taishang Laozi looked at Yuanshi Tongtian and said, "You are about to hear the truth, so don't create trouble."

"As for the matter of Lord Dong, it was indeed the fault of the three Lingxiao brothers."

"We, the Three Pure Ones, are Eastern cultivators, so we should stand up for Eastern cultivators."

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong. After this sermon, we will seek justice for you."

Upon hearing this, Dong Wanggong immediately stood beside the Three Pure Ones, with a flattering smile on his face, and kept bowing and thanking Tai Qing Laozi, but he secretly said in his heart: "Humph! Xi Wangmu wants to laugh at me, Hongyun is a fake good person, these Three Pure Ones are not only courageous, but also kind people!"

(End of this chapter)