Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

Di Jun stood up, patted the back of the remaining Jinwu Prince, and comforted him softly.

"With your father here, you are safe and sound. You can go back now."

"If you stay here, your father will be easily distracted."

In the heart of the youngest Jinwu, Di Jun is the strongest existence.

He nodded heavily and headed straight for the Demon Court.

Along the way, there were demon gods, demon generals and demon armies.

The rich demon aura permeated and completely covered the sky.

Di Jun looked at the twelve ancestors with hatred and said angrily.

"You... none of you can escape!"

Di Jiang's expression was also very gloomy, and he responded coldly.

"It's just nine little mixed-haired birds that died."

"You killed the great witch of my tribe, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

The nine little mixed-haired birds completely broke Di Jun's tense nerves.

He laughed in anger, his expression slightly crazy, not like the Supreme Nine Nine.

"Okay, okay, what else to say, sword, kill the witch, revenge, rule the world!"

A sword came and shouted, and from the depths of the demon court, a long sword full of blood and resentment rushed out.

In an instant, it cut through the sky and fell into the hands of Emperor Jun.

The faces of the twelve witch ancestors were full of fear.

They looked at the sword in Emperor Jun's hand, which seemed to be a serious threat.

"Kill!!!"

With an order, the two torrents of the demon court army and the witch clan army collided with each other.

Donghuang Taiyi sacrificed the innate treasure Chaos Bell.

In a moment, the two witch ancestors were directly knocked out.

The condensed sun true fire and Zhurong divine fire collided with each other.

The remaining demon saints joined forces to fight against other witch ancestors.

Kunpeng found Hou Tu again and fought fiercely.

However, he looked at the soul flag that was sacrificed behind Di Jun from time to time.

His eyes flashed with brilliance, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

The terrifying power of the collision between the witches and the lich vented in all directions of the prehistoric world.

Countless creatures and powerful beings felt it.

On Kunlun Mountain, in the Bajing Palace, Laozi said calmly.

"The fierce battle between the witches and the lich has begun, and the prehistoric world is in turmoil."

Yuanshi responded calmly.

"Resentment accumulates, and sooner or later there will be such a battle, and the way of heaven will follow the trend."

Tongtian frowned and murmured.

"I hope the disciples who went down the mountain will not get involved."

...

Zhen Yuanzi, who was repairing the earth veins, stood up and looked in the direction of the witch-lich battle.

His expression was indifferent and he said in a cold voice.

"The war between wizards and liches is just a dog-eat-dog war. It's best for both to be destroyed."

"Even so, the cause and effect of fellow Daoist Hongyun cannot be dispersed like this."

Zhen Yuanzi's mind sensed it slightly.

His Yuan Shen had accumulated a huge amount of Heavenly Dao merits.

Even if a saint saw it, he would be amazed. The amount was huge.

Zhen Yuanzi worked diligently to repair the earth veins, not daring to delay for a moment.

During the rest time, he comprehended the way of reincarnation, just to comprehend his own great way earlier.

The deepest part of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The old ancestor of the Styx looked at the wizard-lich war with excitement, and kept shouting in a low voice.

"Fight and fight, let the blood flow like a river, and the corpses and blood sea!"

The filthy blood between heaven and earth will accumulate in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

He could make a fortune from the war while the wizard-lich war was going on.

In the palace deep in the demon court, Jie Yin and Zhunti also slowly stood up.

"The first step of the plan has been completed."

"Next, it depends on how far the two tribes of witches and liches can go."

Zhunti showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

It is said that what you eat replenishes what you have.

The fastest way to carry forward the Taoism is naturally to swallow up another Taoism.

If you really suffer and slowly expand the Western religion.

But I don't know when it will take.

The twelve ancestor witches who cover the sky and the sun turned into a huge body of tens of millions of feet.

The whole body burst out with terrifying and frightening evil spirits.

"The Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation, show!"

In an instant, a more terrifying shadow of a strong man holding a giant axe condensed out.

The faint pressure emanating is comparable to that of a saint.

Di Jun was full of anger, sacrificed the formation flag, and roared.

"The Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Zhoutian Stars Formation, stand!"

In a moment, the Zhoutian stars burst into dazzling light.

The power of the stars descended and merged into the army of the demon court.

The endless power made the shadow of Emperor Jun no less powerful than the strong man holding the giant axe.

The innate treasure Chaos Bell was sacrificed, the Ten Thousand Demons Banner condensed the majestic demonic energy, and the River Map and Luoshu fell into the hands of Emperor Jun.

The constant collision between the witches and the demons caused the shaking of the heaven and earth.

The mountains and rivers were broken, the ground collapsed, and the lives were destroyed.

Countless corpses of the witches and demons fell into the cracks and disappeared.

The real life-and-death battle between the two races made all the people in the prehistoric world truly see the power of the witches and demons.

Fortunately, the formation left by Zhen Yuanzi in the ancestral land of the human race helped.

The ground veins are quite stable, even if the witches and demons fight like this.Still, it didn't move at all.

Zhao Gongming looked at the shadows in the distance that were standing tall and colliding with each other, and couldn't help but marvel.

"If the witch hadn't gone to Kunlun Mountain, and turned around to attack a certain saint alone, he would have had a chance of winning."

Duobao followed up.

"The 365 Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, the Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Array, and the Zhuxian Sword Array, these are all first-class killing arrays in the prehistoric world."

"It's a pity that no one knows what the witch was thinking back then. Trying to defeat the master and the two uncles, isn't this just courting death?"

Guangchengzi looked at the direction of the witch-lich war calmly and said softly.

"Brother, which side do you think has a better chance of winning this battle?"

Xuandu responded with a faint smile on his face.

"Both sides will suffer losses or even... disappear between heaven and earth at the same time."

Yunxiao was a little surprised when he heard this.

"It's impossible, after all, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn are still there."

Kong Xuan suddenly felt that he had a say.

"But the three tribes are now in such a state."

"If it weren't for the four junior brothers of the dragon tribe who killed Ao Dong, it would have been even more doomed."

"Without the ability to defend the foundation, you will die sooner or later."

"It's nothing more than cutting meat with a blunt knife. Other forces will eat it away."

Luo Xuan suddenly clapped his hands and said loudly.

"Okay, okay, don't discuss dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, witches and liches anymore."

"That's all in the past. I have an absolutely good idea here. Are you interested in participating?"

Bi Xiao said impatiently.

"Brother, please tell me about this idea."

Luo Xuan responded.

"Now the witches and liches are fighting fiercely, and it seems to be a matter of life and death."

"It just so happens that the Pangu Palace of the Demon Court and the witch clan must be empty."

"The elite have been brought to the battlefield. After all, this battle is about life and death."

"In that case, we can take advantage of its emptiness..."

Several people immediately looked at Luo Xuan with astonishment.

What's the difference between what you did and the final battle of the Dragon Han Dynasty when you took the opportunity to steal the treasure house of the Dragon Clan?

But if you think about it carefully, it does make some sense.

Xuandu looked at Luo Xuan with a smile.

"You kid, you really have a lot of bad ideas."

"Demon Court or Pangu Palace?"

Luo Xuan chose Pangu Palace without hesitation and said meaningfully.

"Demon Court... someone has reserved it."