Flooded Star Road

Now, it's Yaozu's turn to make wax!

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In the High Heaven Hall, Di Jun's face changed with a "swish" moment.

Become extremely gloomy, extremely ugly.

The whole body is more endless anger surging, the void is broken, and the law is twisted.

"boom!"

"The Witches really **** it!"

Angrily smashed the glass cup in his hand, Di Jun roared furiously.

Suddenly, an aura of horror permeated out, suppressing the demons and gods below, almost unable to breathe.

powerful!

Very powerful!

Di Jun became stronger than the previous Lich War.

Just the aura that he exudes can make Da Luo Jinxian grow irresistible, and these people are not the weak among Da Luo Jinxian.

From this it can be seen that Di Jun's strength, even if it is not Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, is not far behind.

But he is so powerful, but at this moment, he is extremely angry.

That anger was not only directed at the Wu Clan, but also at himself.

Di Jun hates it!

Hate the Witch tribe to hinder him from enlightenment, and hate the Witch tribe for setting up the Yin Ting, dividing his heavenly luck.

Just now, the moment the Yin Ting was established.

The huge luck that originally belonged to the Heavenly Court disappeared by a quarter and flowed into the Yin Court.

How does this make Dijun not hate?

Since the establishment of the Yaozu, I don't know how many tribulations, let alone how many wars, have gone through, but it has never suffered such a great loss as it is today.

A quarter of the air luck, this is the price that is enough to make the monster race hurt. Even if it was almost annihilated by the Wu Clan last time, the Yao Clan did not lose so much.

The pain of digging bones is nothing more than this!

certainly,

Dijun hated himself even more.

He hates himself for being incompetent, so why can't he be the witch race? If he can be invincible, why should he be afraid of the witch race? Why are you afraid of the twelve ancestor witches?

He is not strong enough!

"shame!"

"What a shame!"

"The Demon Race has never been so badly injured when it was at its weakest. But when the Demon Race was in full swing, my Demon Race was hit hard by this, and I was about to shake the foundation."

"this……"

After Emperor Jun, Tai Yi also couldn't hold back his angry roar.

In that tone, there was humiliation and deep hatred.

The vast and boundless aura radiated from him, more profound and powerful than Emperor Jun, distorted everything and interfered with the operation of the avenue.

"boom!"

The aura was too strong and too majestic, and the few demon gods who had just become Da Luo Jinxian could not bear it at all, and were overwhelmed by their lives.

This is Donghuang Taiyi!

The **** closest to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

It is also the only **** who can compare to a saint!

His strength is well known.

"All right!"

"Let's think about what to do first!"

"The situation has not been clear now, and it is not a good time to start a war with the Witch tribe."

At this time, Fu Xi said.

As his voice fell, there seemed to be a spring breeze blowing in the Lingxiao Hall, which was very warm and hopeful, and smoothed out Dijiang Taiyi's anger.

At the same time, it also eliminated those two great powers in the hall, and the demon gods in the hall could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fuxi, the creator of the Heavenly Court, one of the three emperors of the demon clan, the most prestigious great supernatural power, is also a predominantly wise man.

Although, under the brilliance of Emperor Jun and Taiyi, his figure is inevitably a little bleak, so that his name is not loud in Honghuang.

But this is not to say that He is not strong.

On the contrary, Fuxi was very powerful, even if he was not as good as Emperor Taiyi, he would not be far away.

On victory or defeat, perhaps lost.

If you really want to divide life and death, the result is really hard to tell.

After all, Fuxi almost became a saint back then.

Looking into the past, Taoist Hongjun became enlightened, and he wanted to open the avenue in Zixiao Palace. For a time, all the Daluo Jinxian in the predecessor left one after another, went to the chaos outside the sky, looking for the position of the Purple Cloud Palace, and tried their chances.

Among them, Sanqing arrived first, followed by Fuxi and Nuwa.

At that time, Fuxi could see that those six were a little extraordinary, and they seemed to have great opportunities. With his ability, he can completely occupy a seat. But He refused and gave this great opportunity to his only sister.

Fuxi's strength is beyond imagination, and innate gossip is what he can do. The Zhoutian star formation is his accomplishment.

Emperor Jun Taiyi can hide his light, not because he is not strong, but because he does not fight!

Yaozu,

It's enough to have them glow and heat!

Fuxi, should be hidden under their light.

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In the main hall, the atmosphere was extremely suppressed and disturbing, but a word from Fuxi was like a spring breeze, and the aura of Emperor Jun Taiyi was quietly resolved.

With this hand, you can see that Fuxi is extraordinary, and his cultivation level is at least half a step Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

In fact, the demon clan fell a quarter of his luck at once, and Fuxi was also very angry, but the demon **** present was already in a state of inefficiency. If he gets angry again, it is estimated that the demon **** will make a fool of himself on the spot.

In this way, it is not beautiful.

Moreover, the three emperors of the monster clan were angry at the same time, and it was inevitable that they would lose their demon clan demeanor ~www.wuxiaspot.com~. Therefore, Fuxi would suppress the anger in his heart and persuade with a kind face.

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"Humph!"

"What else can I do?"

"If there is Hou Tu, we are all going together, so why can't it be the Yin Court?"

"This loss, we can only recognize it!"

With a cold snort, Kun Peng said aggrievedly.

The Yin Ting stood in the Nether Realm, and he was destined to be unshakable. Because no one can beat Hou Tu in the Nether Realm.

"Hey……"

"In my opinion,"

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

"To establish the Yin Court, it is necessary to formulate rules and coordinate everything in order to run the prehistoric world."

"But the Witch race, with well-developed limbs and simple minds, is simply a bunch of reckless men. It is okay to let them fight, but if they are allowed to rule the world, it will definitely cause trouble."

"In the case of the Yin Court, we Demon Race do not need to intervene and sit and watch the Witch Race's actions. I believe it will not be long before the Nether Realm will become chaotic under the control of the Witch Race."

"At the end of the development, the Netherworld will even riot due to this, causing the deceased to be uneasy and disrupting the prehistoric order."

"At that time, Yin Ting will no longer be the protection umbrella of the Witch Clan, but their reminder."

"Under the backlash of the heavens and the earth, the saints can't wait to take it lightly, let alone the Wu Clan?"

"So, the Wu Clan will not attack and destroy itself!"

"The witches are just a bunch of reckless men. They have not yet fully understood the way of heaven, and dare to set up the Yin Ting arrogantly. This is really the way to die."

Seeing that the three emperors had put out their anger, Bai Ze stepped forward, in front of everyone, and began to analyze the pros and cons of the Witch Clan's establishment of the Yin Court.

Hearing his words alone, the witches set up the Yin Court, which is not only useless, but also a way of self-destruction.

Listen, it's like a joke. But everyone savored it carefully, but they felt that what Bai Ze said was quite reasonable.

Therefore, they all agreed: