"Urgent report, see Your Majesty, the Wu army has been killed outside the Heavenly Court and is attacking the Heavenly Gate. ”

"What, this witch clan is so bold that he dares to take the initiative to attack my demon clan!"

When Di Jun heard this, he immediately stood up, his face was as murderous as a dragon, "Quickly pass my order, gather the strong people of the demon clan, and prepare for battle!"

Di Jun's voice came out, and his momentum suddenly soared, his face was full of anger, and with a move of his hand, the witch slayer sword appeared in his hand.

"With this sword, Di Jiang, wait for the death of the Wu clan to come!"

At this time, Di Jun was full of ambition, in his opinion, as long as there was this divine weapon treasure that restrained the body of the ancestor witch, the witch clan would be destroyed.

Moreover, Hongjun Daozu said that saints cannot interfere in the Lich War, which makes him full of confidence.

The ancestor of the day after tomorrow has become a reincarnation, and the twelve heavenly gods can't play a great array, and the entire Wu clan can't let him slaughter.

In this way, this battle for the domination of the flood and the battle of the lich is basically nine out of ten.

"The entire demon clan, the Wu clan has attacked, hurry up and gather and listen to the orders of the Emperor of Heaven. ”

At this moment, the Nine Great Demon Gods also received an order and were gathering all the demon clans and rushing towards the outside of the Heavenly Court.

"Big brother, the demon clan is attacking?"

On the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, a cloud of fire landed in an instant, and above the fire cloud, it was the three-legged golden crow that came out of retreat, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"Second brother, the Wu clan attacked, followed me to kill the ancestral witch, settled the world in a battle, and unified the flood and wilderness. ”

"Hahaha, great, the Wu Clan is finally going to be trampled under the feet of my Demon Clan. ”

Hearing Di Jun's words, he was overjoyed, he had been waiting for this moment for countless years.

"Let's go!"

Immediately, the two strongest men of the demon clan turned into rainbow light and flew towards the South Heavenly Gate.

At this moment, not outside the mountains!

The two Lich clans are clearly divided, and the two sides face each other.

The demon clan has already been assembled, and its number even surpasses that of the witch clan, lined up in the sky, densely packed, and there is no end in sight.

"Whoosh!"

Emperor Juntai landed in an instant, standing in front of the demon clan, and behind them, there were demon master Kunpeng and Yihuang Fuxi.

Behind it are the nine demon gods, Shang Yang, Lu Wu, Ji Meng, Bai Ze, Qi Qi, Ghost Che, Bi Fang, Nine Infants, and Chongming Bird.

On the opposite side are the twelve ancestral witches, and the current one is the head of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang.

The following are Jumang, Zhurong, Beishou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Candle Jiuyin, Tianwu, Xizi, Haobi Corpse, and Jiufeng, which absorbs the blood of the earth spirit and advances to the body of the ancestral witch.

At this moment, both sides were angry, each releasing their momentum, and their bodies were full of murderous energy.

"Dijiang Xiao'er, you and the Wu clan dare to come to my demon court, today is the time for you to die!"

Seeing the Wu clan army of Di Jiang and others opposite, Di Jun sneered and tightened the witch slayer sword in his hand.

"Emperor Jun Wu'er, your demon clan dares to kill my great witch and destroy my witch, and today you will definitely make your demon court go up in smoke!"

Hearing Di Jun's wild words, Di Jiang was also unceremoniously, his tone was cold, and his chest was full of murderous intent.

"Hahaha, what an ignorant witch clan, just because you also want to destroy my demon clan, it's just beyond your strength, if you let you leave safely today, my emperor Jun will stand upside down and eat Xiang!"

Di Jun's face was full of disdain, and he held the witch-slaying sword in his hand, and his self-confidence was already bursting at this time.

"Big brother, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with them, it's better to kill them directly, take the head of that ancestral witch, and from then on, my demon clan will dominate the wilderness!"

At this time, Taiyi also showed a mocking look, now his eldest brother has a Wu clan nemesis in his hands, and his twelve ancestors are also one less.

At this time, the Wu clan has long been no longer a threat to him, just fish and meat on the chopping board, waiting for him to slaughter.

"Hmph, what a big breath, too young, don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands, Wu clan children, kill all these demons and monsters for me, bring them back to the Wu tribe, and feast!"

Di Jiang shouted violently, punched out, and rushed straight towards the demon clan.

The fist is like a mountain, bringing a strong wind to fly, and the boundless power is suppressed, which makes countless demon clans tremble.

Di Jun bore the brunt of it, feeling the power of Di Jiang's fist, and suddenly his battle intent soared.

The figure shook, and the huge immortal power operated, condensed in his hand, and then a sword slashed out.

"Dijiang child, look at the power of my witch sword!"

It is the first time that the witch slayer sword fights the ancestral witch, and Di Jun is also unstable, whether the witch slaying sword can restrain the ancestral witch's body.

You must know that the body of the ancestral witch is extremely strong, comparable to the best innate spirit treasure, and if you want to break it, the difficulty coefficient is quite large.

"Sting!"

The sword gang swallowed thousands of feet, cutting a curtain across the sky, and slashed down wildly according to the emperor river.

"Give me death!"

Taiyi's eyes were also cold, and when he saw his eldest brother making a move, he immediately sacrificed the magic weapon and rushed to kill, and the war broke out in an instant.

"Boom!"

The men and horses of the two sides collided in an instant, and countless monks of the two clans began to die.

After 10,000 years, both clans are recuperating for this war.

In this battle, whether it is the witch clan or the demon clan, all the elites have been exhausted, and even the old, weak, sick and disabled have been pulled out, and it can be said that the whole clan is fighting.

There is no retreat!

Only by killing the other party can you win the final victory.

"Dijun Xiao'er, watch me turn you upside down with one punch!"

At this time, Di Jiang's fist was already close to the sword gang of the witch slayer sword.

Di Jiang didn't know that the Witch Slayer Sword was the nemesis of the Wu Clan, his face was flushed at this time, his eyes were covered with killing intent, and he had already exerted his strongest strength to kill the Demon Emperor Di Jun with one punch.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of the fist explosion resounded, and the fist emitted a golden light, which came in an instant.

"Boom!"

"Dijiang Wu'er, watch me cut off your arm!"

"Sting!"

A sharp blade like flesh resounded!

Immediately after, blood splattered like a rain of blood.

"Ahh

"How is that possible?"

"Dijun Xiao'er, what kind of sword are you!"

Di Jiang was shocked, and when he saw that he had lost his fist and arm, he was suddenly shocked and urinated.

"Hahaha, Dijiang my son, how powerful is my witch-slaying sword?"

"What, the Witch Slayer Sword?"

Di Jiang's anger suddenly soared, and his face was full of anger, "You and the demon clan should be damned, damn it!"

"Dare to slaughter witches in the name of witch slaughter, today I will not die with you!"

"Brothers, come with me, kill!"

"Big brother, we're here to help you!"

At this moment, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiang Liang, and Candle Jiuyin saw that Di Jiang was injured, and his eyes suddenly cracked, and he flew to save him, and he wanted to join forces with Di Jiang to kill Di Jun.

"Hahaha, it's good to come, see me slaughter witches like slaughtering dogs today!"

Seeing the other party's six ancestral witches coming, Di Jun was not surprised or overjoyed, holding the witch slaying sword in his hand, he was full of self-confidence, and even had the urge to kill the saint powerfully.

"Kill!"

"Brothers, pay attention to the sword in Dijun Xiaoer's hand!"

"Boom!"

The two sides were instantly intertwined, each exerting their strongest strength, and both wanted to kill the other.

Di Jun was one against six, and with the witch slaying sword in his hand, although he temporarily fell behind, he opened and closed widely, and danced wildly with the sword in his hand.

Although the six ancestors joined forces, they were afraid of the sword in Di Jun's hand, and they were a little timid, and they couldn't help the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun for a while.