When Lin Hai heard the word "Gonggong", his nose almost became angry.
Nima, let your brother help you beat up Gonggong?
Don’t go!
Who is Gonggong? He is the water god, and he is also one of the twelve ancestral witches!
In terms of strength, I am afraid it is even higher than Zhu Rong.
Moreover, that guy was so violent and reckless that even Bu Zhoushan was knocked down by him.
Now, do you want your brother to deal with such a ruthless person?
Even if you kill me, I won’t go!
Moreover, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in Lin Hai's heart.
I feel like they have been fooled!
Originally, I thought Zhu Rong was simple-minded and would be deceived by him after just one drink.
He easily got himself a big helper.
Now it seems that this is not the case at all.
Zhu Rong is clearly an old fox. How could he be deceived by himself?
It was obvious that he had been deceived by him.
Sure enough, Zhu Rong squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Haida with a vulgar expression.
"How's it going, brother?"
"When will you leave to beat up Gonggong?"
Lin Hai had a dark look on his face, and he wanted to scold Zhu Rong's ancestors in his heart.
So damn bad, this old fox!
"Brother, it's not that I won't go, but mainly that I don't know where Gonggong is."
Lin Hai looked guilty and smiled at Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong heard this, laughed, and said cheerfully to Lin Hai.
"Don't worry about that, I know where he is!"
"After drinking, I will take you to find him!"
puff!
Damn it!
When Lin Hai heard this, his face turned green. He couldn't escape from this.
It seems that Zhu Rong has already planned it!
"Brother, Gonggong is one of the twelve ancestral witches and is very powerful."
"Although I want to vent my anger on my eldest brother's behalf, I'm afraid I can't beat him!"
Lin Hai continued to prepare to cheat and grinned at Zhu Rong.
"It's okay, big brother will give you a magic weapon!"
With that said, Zhu Rong directly handed over the black brick-shaped magic weapon to Lin Hai.
Then, he said with a mysterious face.
"Do you know what this is?"
Lin Hai shook his head, looking confused.
"Then do you know Fantianyin?"
When Lin Hai heard this, his brows suddenly raised, his heart was shocked, and he said in disbelief.
"Brother, could it be that this is the Fantian Seal?"
Fan Tianyin's reputation is really too great.
It is said that the Fantian Seal is a piece of gravel from Mount Buzhou. It is extremely powerful and can be called the most powerful magic weapon in the Era of Conferred Gods.
Isn't it just these dark tiles?
"Hahahaha, what are you thinking!"
Zhu Rong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"This is not the Fantian Seal, but it is not much worse than the Fantian Seal."
"To tell you the truth, that old boy Gonggong lost his mind and broke Mount Buzhou."
"This is a piece of gravel picked up from Buzhou Mountain."
"It has the same origin as the Fantian Seal, but it has never been refined."
"Now, I've given it to you, take it to work together!"
Lin Hai was overjoyed. He never expected that this magic weapon of bricks was actually gravel from Buzhou Mountain.
Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of Pangu!
No wonder, when Zhu Rong sacrificed this magic weapon just now, the world was about to collapse, making it impossible for anyone to resist.
It turns out that it has such a big background.
Lin Hai could not hesitate, he directly stretched out his hand and took the magic weapon, unable to put it down.
"Brother Zhu Rong, what is the name of this magic weapon?"
Zhu Rong shook his head, "I didn't name him."
Lin Hai thought for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth and said.
"In that case, I think it looks like a brick, so why not call it a brick?"
"No matter how high the Taoism is, it can be brought down with just one brick!"
Zhu Rong was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand nonchalantly.
"The treasure has been given to you. You can name it whatever you want."
Lin Hai heard this, and with a thought, he directly put the bricks into the demon refining pot.
Otherwise, if Zhu Rong goes back on his word, he will suffer a big loss.
"Brother Lin Hai, you're done drinking. Shall I take you to work together?"
Zhu Rong wiped his mouth, stood up and said.
Lin Hai's eyelids twitched and he said quickly.
"It still doesn't work, brother!"
"Why not? Haven't I given you all the magic weapons?" Zhu Rong glared and asked in surprise.
"Brother, think about it, are the bricks you gave me gravel from Buzhou Mountain?"
"Yes, that's right!" Zhu Rong nodded.
"Then Buzhou Shan, who knocked him down?"
"Gonggong!"
Lin Hai snapped his fingers and said solemnly.
"Brother, think about it, Gonggong even knocked down the entire Buzhou Mountain."
"Do you think he would be afraid of a piece of gravel that is not close to the mountain?"
Zhu Rong was immediately speechless and scratched his head with a confused look on his face.
"That's right."
"With this magic weapon, it seems I can't defeat Gonggong."
Lin Hai hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and smiled at Zhu Rong.
"Brother, you said you have nothing to do but eat and drink. What's wrong with that?"
"Why do we have to fight?"
Zhu Rong nodded, "It seems to make some sense."
"Okay, no more fighting, let's go have a drink with Gong Gong!"
Lin Hai was stunned and smiled secretly in his heart, this Zhu Rong is really cute and silly.
"Let's go, let's go now!"
Zhu Rong pulled Lin Hai and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, brother, where is Gonggong?"
Zhu Rong thought for a moment, then said solemnly.
"If I remember correctly, he should be in the Netherworld Battlefield!"
When Lin Hai heard this, his heart was shocked and he hurriedly said.
"The Netherworld battlefield is sealed, we can't enter at all!"
Zhu Rong couldn't help but sneered, with a look of contempt in his eyes.
"How can it be possible to seal my twelve ancestral witches in a mere Netherworld battlefield?"
"It's just that the time hasn't come yet!"
"Now that the calamity is approaching, it is time for me, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, to return to the Three Realms!"
Zhu Rong's words shocked Lin Hai and said in disbelief.
"Brother, your understanding is that the Netherworld Battlefield cannot seal the Twelve Ancestral Witches at all?"
Zhu Rong nodded and sighed.
"The Netherworld battlefield is just a sealed place."
"The one who truly seals the twelve ancestral witches is the Dao of Heaven!"
God's way!
When Lin Hai heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a look of shock on his face.
This statement was really unbelievable. It was the first time he heard it.
However, since it comes from Zhu Rong's mouth, I guess it can't be false.
"Brother, I still have some things to do here."
"Why don't you wait until I finish my work and then go find brother? What do you think?"
Zhu Rong thought for a while, then nodded.
"Okay, you give me some wine, and I'll go find Gonggong to drink first."
"When you find time, go to the Netherworld Battlefield to find me!"
"Let's go together and drink that old boy Gonggong to death!"
"No problem!" Lin Hai quickly took out dozens of monkey wines and gave them to Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong took it and left with a smile.
Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhu Rong forced him to go with him, he really didn't know what to do.
"That's right. I made friends with Zhu Rong and got the magic weapon Brick."
"In general, I have made a lot of money."
"This forgotten city not only has its own past life, but also has the ancestral wizard Zhu Rong. It is indeed extraordinary!"
"I really don't know how many unknowns are waiting for me."
"Continue exploring!" Lin Hai focused his eyes and walked forward.