Prehistoric: The Golden Crow Emperor, robbed Sanqing at the beginning

The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, and both sides were severely drained of mana.

When Di Jiang saw that this was not going to work, he stopped entangled with Yuan Shi and used the laws of space to instantly move outside the Zhu Xian Sword Formation. He cooperated with the internal and external attacks of the four great ancestral witches inside to break through the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

The four great ancestral witches escaped, and Di Jun used space to move to rescue the four great ancestral witches who were trapped in the Tai Chi diagram.

"Trash, you can't beat me, do you want to escape?" Yuan Shi raised his head proudly.

"Set up the formation!"

Di Jiang spat out two words coldly. Sanqing, who possesses the innate treasure, is indeed powerful. Without the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Formation, they would even be at a disadvantage.

The twelve capital gods formed a great formation, and Pangu's phantom reappeared, standing tall against the sky and the earth, overwhelming the ancient world.

Now that the twelve ancestral witches have broken through to the quasi-sage stage, the condensed Pangu shadow is even more terrifying.

Feeling the terrifying pressure of Pangu's shadow, Sanqing's expression became solemn, Yuanshi did not dare to be arrogant anymore, and the three brothers hurriedly got together.

I sacrificed the black and yellow exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth to cover my head, and the Tai Chi diagram evolved under my feet. The two treasures maximized the defense.

Tongtian and Yuanshi used all their strength to control the Zhuxian Sword Formation and Pangu Banner to attack Pangu's shadow.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation condensed a ten thousand-foot sword shadow, piercing the sky and stabbing at Pangu's shadow. Pangu's flag covered the sky and sun and thrust towards Pangu's shadow.

The hearts of all the powerful people in the world were raised, their eyes widened, and they didn't want to miss a single second.

The combined attack of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and Pangu Banner is absolutely terrifying, but the power of the Twelve Capital Gods Formation is also terrifying.

The strongest versus the strongest, who is better?

"cut."

Di Jiang uttered a word, and Pangu's shadow struck down with an axe.

"boom!"

The sound of violent collisions resounded throughout the ancient world, and the entire ancient world seemed to be shaken. The sea of ​​​​blood churned, the space above the sea of ​​​​blood was completely shattered, and the chaotic wind rushed in.

In the sea of ​​​​blood, Styx and Taoist mosquitoes want to scold each other, so you can fight. If you have to choose to do it above the sea of ​​​​blood, our lives are not our lives.

In the sky above, violent fluctuations swept across, and the space barrier was just repaired and then shattered, and the cycle continued.

In the end, the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation was superior. The condensed sword shadow of the Zhuxian Sword Formation collapsed, the Pangu flag flew upside down, and Tongtian and Yuanshi's faces turned pale.

"If you dare to attack Father God's shadow, I will kill your three unfilial sons today for Father God."

"cut."

Di Jiang was furious and controlled Pangu's phantom to strike out with an ax again. The ax light struck Sanqing with terrifying pressure and unstoppable killing intent.

Sanqing's face was extremely solemn, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't know if the black and yellow exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth and the Tai Chi diagram could block it.

Yuanshi bared his teeth, how could these damn barbarians be so powerful? It was clear that they, Sanqing, had inherited the merits of Kaitian and were the saints chosen by the Tao Ancestor. Why could they still not be able to defeat them despite possessing three innate treasures?

"Bang!"

Another terrifying loud noise spread throughout the ancient world, and the ancient world was shaken. Violent fluctuations swept away from the center of the collision, and the space above the sea of ​​​​blood was once again shattered.

Below, the sea of ​​blood seemed to be boiling. Styx and Mosquito were hiding in the deepest part and yelling curses.

Suddenly, a crunching sound was heard, and cracks appeared in the golden light barrier condensed by the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth and the Tai Chi Diagram, and then spread rapidly.

Sanqing's expression changed greatly, and in the next second, the golden light barrier shattered, and the black and yellow exquisite pagoda and Taichi diagram of heaven and earth were chopped and flew out together with Sanqing.

Sanqing's face turned pale, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and ran away quickly.

"Three wastes will always be waste."

Di Jiang's curses sounded.

Everyone swallowed and looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with fearful eyes. No one knew whether the Pangu shadow could still slash the third axe.

But just two axes were enough to severely damage Sanqing, who had three innate treasures and one merit treasure, not to mention that they didn't have even one treasure.

At this moment, the same idea came into mind among all the great masters - the twelve ancestral witches were invincible.

It's too scary. Now that Dao Ancestor can't come out, who else can stop the Twelve Ancestor Witches?

Three Golden Crows?

I'm afraid not, and Sanjinwu has a good relationship with the Wu clan. The Wu clan would allow Sanjinwu to retreat in Mount Buzhou.

Except for Sanjinwu, no one can get close to Mount Buzhou.

Although Sanqing was defeated, it still withstood two axes. No one dared to underestimate Sanqing.

Nowadays, Sanqing has three innate treasures and one merit treasure. Who will be stronger against the Three Golden Crows?

There are many treasures in the Sanqing Dynasty, but the Three Golden Crow also has two treasures, the Chaos Bell and the Hongmeng Heavenly Measurement Ruler, as well as a bunch of top-notch innate defense treasures, which should not be underestimated.

No one outside knows yet that Ling Xiao extorted the innate treasure Zhutian Qingyun from Daozu.

"Walk."

Di Jiang dispersed Pangu's shadow and returned to the Wu clan with his younger brothers and sisters.

In fact, with their current cultivation level, they could only chop two axes and could not sustain the third axe.

The consumption was serious, and with all the powerful beings watching, it was hard for them to hunt down Sanqing.

The Demon Clan, seeing how powerful the Twelve Ancestral Witches were, looked solemn and had absolutely no confidence in fighting against the Witch Clan.

Sanqing had four treasures and they were almost killed. The Demon Clan didn't have a single treasure, and the formations were not good enough. From any angle, they couldn't compete with the Witch Clan.

The demon clan's morale is at its lowest point, while the witch clan's morale is high and they are shouting to start a new round of expansion.

No one dares to stop it, and no one can stop it.

"There is no time in sight for Emperor Wa to become a saint. No, we must ask the Three Golden Crows to be the Demon Emperor. Only the three of them can fight against the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Only the Zhoutian Star Formation can withstand the Twelve Celestial Gods."

Bai Ze said solemnly.

"But they are hiding in Buzhou Mountain, and we can't contact them at all." Ji Meng said distressedly.

"For the sake of the demon clan, I will go and use my life as a visiting card to invite them to come out of the mountain."

Bai Ze's eyes were firm, and he walked out with a fearless attitude.

Such righteousness shocked the demons.

Ji Meng, who had the best relationship with Bai Ze, hurriedly stopped Bai Ze: "Bai Ze, don't do this. Even if you go, San Jinwu may not become the demon king, and you will die in vain."

"We must try it." Bai Ze smiled freely.

"No, you are the think tank of the demon clan. If you die, who will give advice to the demon clan? You can't go, I will go."

Ji Meng was a little silly, but very loyal. He was infected by Bai Ze's righteousness and held Bai Ze tightly.

At this moment, the East China Sea shook, and a beam of precious light shot up into the sky, straight into the thirty-three heavens, and all the creatures in the prehistoric world could see it.

In the precious light, there was a faint smell of chaos.

"The aura of chaos means that a treasure has been born, or at least an innate treasure."

"You don't have to fight. With such a treasure, the Three Golden Crows will definitely go to the East China Sea to grab it."

"Let's go to the East China Sea."

Nuwa stood up in shock.

"Should we gather the army to go there?" Fuxi was a little worried.

"No, the East China Sea is the territory of the Wu Clan. If we gather the army, the Wu Clan will have a reason to go to war. We can't go to war with the Wu Clan now."

"Only if we go and unite all the powerful people, the Wu Clan will not be able to go to war. The Wu Clan can't bear to be enemies with all the powerful people in the prehistoric world."

"If we go, we won't fight with the twelve witch ancestors. If we leave, it will be difficult for the twelve witch ancestors to stay."

Bai Ze shook his head in opposition.