I have a role in the heavens

The Demon Clan has already noticed the movements of the Witch Clan in the Heaven-Observing Mirror. He held the Demon Summoning Flag in his hand and shook it. Countless demon spirits rose from Buzhou Mountain. Billions of heavenly soldiers and generals were in the clouds, arranged neatly. Below were some scattered demon cultivators. , using the momentum from the side, he took out the treasure, and with the demonic aura rising, countless dark green or pink demonic clouds rose up, waiting for the witch clan coming from afar.

The eleven ancestral witches had terrifying auras and evil spirits rolling around, leading the witch tribe to Mount Buzhou in less than a day.

Di Jiang looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi above the starlight clouds, flapping their four wings, flapping their six legs, probing with their curved claws, and countless spatial sharp blades flew towards the densely packed demon clan, and roared.

"My little demon clan, I didn't pluck all of your feathers last time. Let's see who can save you this time."

Donghuang Taiyi picked up the Donghuang Bell and struck it hard. The whole world seemed to be stunned. A sound wave swept over, the void shattered, and countless sharp blades disintegrated in the crystal color.

The Fuxi demon saint who came to help flicked the Fuxi Baoqin with his hand, and colorful lights flashed, and sound blades flew, harvesting the lives of the shamans. Waves of sound waves aroused the fire of karma in the heart, burning the internal organs; the sound waves surged, the blood flowed backward, and they self-destructed one after another. Turned into a ball of blood mist.

The emperor waved the sun, moon and star banners, and 365 huge flags rose. The 365 largest stars in the sky bloomed with huge rays of light. The thick star pillars were attracted, and countless starlights gathered and turned into swords, Knives, axes, axes, swords, halberds, spears, spears, knives, forks, and rakes all flew down like meteor showers among the Wu clan.

A group of great monsters transformed into their true forms, and amid the strange cries, they fluttered around with iron claws and golden beaks. Their feathers scattered and turned into arrows, which filled the sky with light and brought up bloody flowers.

Donghuang Taiyi was facing Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Xizi, and Xuanming. The golden crows rose up with a ferocious expression. The cries of crows resounded throughout the world. Three golden claws brought out pieces of flowing flames. He reached out and grabbed the ancestral witch fiercely, leaving blood marks along with the sound of shouts of shock and anger.

As soon as the ancestral witch attacked, Donghuang Taiyi struck the giant bell fiercely, sound waves swept across, and the void was banned. Time seemed to stop running. He was stiff, but he watched Donghuang Taiyi's sun fire and thunder rolling towards him, feeling extremely depressed.

Even though they were thick and fleshy, they could not withstand such a blow. The four of them were furious, and used the magic of heaven and earth to turn into sky-holding giants. Their fists were clenched, as big as planets, and they swept back and forth. Countless monsters broke bones and spurted blood, and fell like meteorites.

Emperor Jun used Zhoutian Star Battle to trap Jumang, Lingshou, Gonggong, Zhurong, the new ancestral wizard Mangxiong, Shebishi, Tianwu and Qiangliang. Although they were careful, they were still forced by countless monsters. , his mind became hot, and he chased after the little demon who attacked him, and fell into the trap unknowingly. In a moment, the stars flashed, and he fell into the starry sky.

The ancestral witch's temper suddenly became furious, and he smashed countless fists. In the vast and misty star field, countless flying planets were shattered and turned into stardust. However, as the nebula rolled, more planets were born, and they continued to attack. , leaving several people overwhelmed and exhausted to deal with.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, all the ancestral witches roared loudly, and the sound was so loud that it was an ancestral witch and the half-step ancestral shaman. They immediately stood up, formed a formation, and roared.

"Dutian Divine Evil Formation!"

"Ho ho ho!"

Pangu's real body appeared again in the ancient world, with dull eyes and no consciousness. He held a huge ax in his hand and struck at the Zhoutian Star Formation. As soon as the ax light left the ax blade, it turned into a chaotic edge, unparalleled sharpness. It is hundreds of millions of miles long.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Tai were shocked. They didn’t expect that after losing Hou Tu Zu Wu Hou, the Wu clan could still use the Chudu Tianshen Sha formation. He Tu Luoshu and Dong Huang Zhong used their full strength and shook the star flags in their hands desperately. , the Zhoutian Starry Formation was also full of starlight, and the ancient stars dropped a Milky Way into the formation one after another, forming a nine-sky Milky Way, rushing towards the axe.

The ax light passed through, splitting the Milky Way into two, and bombarded the formation. Although the formation method weakened the damage, the three hundred and sixty-five Star Lords still spit out a mouthful of blood and were seriously injured.

The ancestral witches were overjoyed when they saw this, struck while the iron was hot, and used the last edge again. After all, the half-step ancestral witches were inferior to the ancestor witches. With one strike of the axe, life was cut off and the breath was gone. The formation was suddenly broken. The ancestral witches looked at the deceased great witch with inexplicable grief in their hearts, their faces were pale, and their vitality was severely damaged.

The ax light violently broke open the Zhoutian Star Formation, and its power was slightly inferior to the previous ones. Therefore, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were not seriously injured, and were in better condition than the ancestral witches.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at the weak ancestral witch and were overjoyed. Di Jun saw the right moment and took out a sword with black and red silk threads. It was the witch-slaying sword that was refined to kill the human race. He aimed it at Jumang, A hard chop.

Ju Mang noticed it and was about to dodge, but found that it was actually a sword. He laughed coldly and did not resist, letting Emperor Jun chop it down. He was about to laugh, but he didn't expect that the sword energy was as easy as cutting tofu with a knife, and he chopped it all the way from the beginning. Next, a trace of blood flashed. In Ju Mang's stunned expression, the body turned into a green blood mist all over the sky with a bang. The energy of Yimu mixed with the billowing evil energy spread out, and the ancestral witch of wood fell.

This time, the other ancestral witches were shocked. Di Jiang outside the formation felt his mind and shouted, "It's not good." Dijiang used his three legs and two wings to self-destruct to avoid another wave of attacks from Donghuang Bell, howling and screaming.

"Brothers and sisters, be careful of that sword. This sword is designed to defeat the true form of the ancestral witch, so you must not resist forcefully!"

Donghuang Taiyi seized the opportunity and rang the Donghuang Bell frantically, locking several ancestral witches in the void. The Donghuang Bell struck out with all its strength, and with a bang, it hit the heads of Ling Suo and Zhu Jiuyin. When it ruptures, the body dies and the path disappears.

Seeing the tragic death of his brothers, Di Jiang was heartbroken. He shouted, stretched out his sharp claws, tore the void apart, and appeared directly in front of Donghuang Taiyi. His figure swelled, he completely lost his mind, and he blew himself up. With a loud noise, Donghuang Taiyi and Donghuang Bell were blown hundreds of millions of miles away by the self-destruction of the Dijiang River. A stream of essence and blood was spit out from their mouths, and they were seriously injured.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

The ancestral witches shouted one after another, with grief and anger rushing into their hearts. Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, had a violent temper. He was the first to rush towards Donghuang Taiyi. The ancestral witch's real body expanded violently, and before Donghuang Taiyi could react, he self-destructed again.

"boom!"

After all, the Donghuang Bell is the treasure of the founding world, an innate treasure with astonishing defensive power. Although it suffered from the self-destruction of the two ancestral wizards, Donghuang Taiyi spit out a mouthful of blood again, but did not die in it.

Xizi, Tianwu, and Qiangliang, the three ancestral witches, did not hesitate, glanced at the remaining ancestral witches, and rushed towards Donghuang Taiyi under the Donghuang Bell. They were determined to die and blew themselves up one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three loud noises blasted towards the Donghuang Bell, breaking it open and directly hitting the real body of Donghuang Taiyi, which withstood the self-destruction of five ancestral witches. After all, Donghuang Taiyi was outnumbered and died. The end of a brilliant life.