The Emperor of the Netherworld

Di Jun's words resounded like thunder over Buzhou Mountain.

The power of onlookers is either light or dark.

Zhen Yuanzi was indignant and angrily rebuked: "It's not the right way! I'm ashamed to be with the demon clan!!".

The human race around him was even more resentful, and the bloody and tragic experience of the past was vivid.

"Our human race will eradicate the demon race!!".

This is the voice of all human races.

The sea of blood is deep, and only blood can wash it away.

The disciples stayed out of the matter and did not speak freely.

The reaction of the Twelve Golden Immortals was similar to that of Zhen Yuanzi, one by one, they were angry and scolded, and they were all about it.

Master Xuandu sat still like an old monk, not listening, not asking, not speaking, not speaking.

He was more of a passerby than a disciple.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu frowned slightly, leaned closer to Li Xuan's side, and whispered in a low voice.

"Emperor, is victory really that important?"

The Nine Heavens Xuannu lost her former heroism and looked a little confused.

The decisive battle between the two lich clans had a great impact on her.

This is also related to her background.

Li Xuan looked calmly from afar, Xiangliu's miserable body, and said.

"It's important, it's not important. "

"Why?".

Li Xuan shook his head and didn't explain.

Under the prying eyes of the saints, there are some things that cannot be said explicitly.

Does it matter if you win or lose?

Of course it is!

Victory can live, defeat will die!

But that's the case, and the Lich doesn't count.

There is no winning or losing between the two of them, because they are both losers, they are both pawns!

It's hard to say about the demon clan.

But the Wu Clan, Li Xuan can be sure, they know.

They already knew that they were being calculated by the Heavenly Dao.

But they still follow the script.

Why?

For one, they don't have the ability to resist directly.

The second is because of their arrogance!

With arrogance and courage, they challenged the way of heaven in their own way.

Victory, Pangu authenticity can prosper.

Defeated, return to God the Father, that's all!

What about the script, as long as the established ending is broken, it is a script that belongs exclusively to the Wu clan.

As long as the demon clan is completely defeated, even the Heavenly Dao can't help the Wu clan.

Li Xuan sighed for a while.

The Wu clan is worthy of being the authentic Pangu sect, and they are unwilling to bow their heads at any time.

Unwilling to bend over, even a little!

Li Xuan was sure that if the Wu Clan was willing to completely surrender to the Heavenly Dao and follow the Heavenly Dao, then they would never suffer from this catastrophe.

It's a pity that there is no if.

The Wu clan chose to stick to their own self.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Xuan is reluctant to interfere excessively.

That's not helping the Wicans, it's insulting the Wicans.

Houtu has been asking him to do his best, and he doesn't want him to humiliate the Wu Clan.

The descendants of the Wu clan who were born understand very well.

A witch can die standing up, but he can't live on his knees!

Just like herself, even if her heart is like a knife, she never shows it in front of Li Xuan.

Li Xuan couldn't help sighing: "Right or wrong, it doesn't matter. As a Phoenix Relic, take a good look at it and remember this scene. If you can spy on one or two, it will be enough for you to no longer be confused in your life. "

After speaking, Li Xuan stared intently into the distance, and the final decisive battle was coming.

The death of Sang-ryu was an excellent fuse, enough to detonate the flood.

Xuanming Ancestor Wu had tears in his eyes and roared angrily: "Big brother, you don't have to wait any longer, what is my Wu clan afraid of even if the jade is burned?"

"Big brother, I'll wait, and fight for my son of the Wu clan!"

"Big brother!!".

"Big brother..."

Di Jiang let out a long breath of turbid breath and whispered dejectedly: "It's my Wu clan that has been defeated! Is this fate? Thief God, my Wu clan will stand up to the sky and the earth, and I will not give in!"

The last sentence Di Jiang roared out of the sky, and immediately burst out.

"Knot the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array!!".

Dijiang has been waiting, waiting for Chiyou.

Chiyou is not a pure ancestral witch, it was born.

So he needs time to gather strength.

However, the Wu clan can't wait anymore.

Let's fight!

There is only one war!

Perhaps, it is not in vain to deduce a life with bloody and splendid battles.

Led by Di Jiang, the remaining eleven ancestral witches staggered their bodies and stepped on the steps full of Dao rhyme, forming a great array of twelve heavenly gods.

The moment the formation was formed, the entire Buzhou Mountain was boiling.

The rules of heaven and earth are cheering, the chain of order is shaking, and everything is on their knees.

A shadowy shadow that penetrated the heavens and the earth appeared above the ancestral witch's head.

Every gesture has the power to penetrate time and space and break the void.

Plop plop plop....

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers were suppressed without any ability to resist, kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

"Hmph!

Taiyi snorted coldly, not knowing whether to praise or ridicule.

Immediately, the immortal yuan of the whole body skyrocketed, and a yellow bell flew down.

The five-colored light shines on the heavens and protects the demon soldiers.

"Has the Wu Clan fallen since then? The Twelve Heavenly Gods Demon Great Array did not have any Pangu True Intent, compared to 10,000 years ago, it was too far behind! Wu Clan, the qi has been exhausted!".

Di Jun flew out and said loudly, as if he was narrating a fact.

And his heart was completely relaxed, and after seeing the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, he was already victorious.

"All the demon gods listen to the order, set up the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array!Let the Wu Clan see the achievements of my Heavenly Court over the past ten thousand years!".

Brush Brush Brush....

A full three hundred and sixty-three figures flew out of the Heavenly Court.

Each one is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, with a strong aura and a transcendent posture, coming to the battlefield.

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