When Lin Hai heard the word "Gonggong", his nose almost became angry.

Nima, let your brother help you beat up Gonggong?

No! Who is Gonggong? He is the God of Water. He is also one of the twelve ancestral witches! In terms of strength, he is probably 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?

You won't go even if you kill me! 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 let me be fooled 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 wretched look.

"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.

How 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!"

Poof! Damn it! When Lin Hai heard this, his face turned green. There was no way he could avoid this.

It seems that Zhu Rong has a premeditated plan! "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 the Great God Pangu! No wonder, when Zhu Rong sacrificed this magic weapon just now, the world would collapse, making it impossible for people to resist.

It turns out that it has such a big background.

Lin Hai couldn't hesitate, he 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 stared 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?"
To be continued...