Glancing at Di Jiang, Wang Hao said indifferently: "Attacking this emperor is damned, what, you want to try it too!"

As soon as these words came out, the twelve ancestral witches changed slightly, and there was a trace of annoyance and a trace of jealousy in their eyes when they looked at Wang Hao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Emperor Jun Taiyi and the others looked at Wang Hao in shock, and even at this moment, the hearts of Emperor Jun and Taiyi actually rose to the impulse of convincing.

This is the dignity that the emperor should have, the emperor's prestige is inviolable, anyone who touches it, die!

Di Jiang's face sank, and he reprimanded angrily: "Emperor Qing, you are too arrogant. ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao glanced at Di Jiang, although he was afraid of the power of his space and the power of time of Candle Jiuyin, but he was not willing to be left behind at all, he didn't even look at him, and he couldn't even look at him, this contempt can be seen by a fool.

"Wow!"

Seeing this situation, Di Jiang shouted angrily, and the four wings behind him instigated, and struck towards Wang Hao with the speed of space.

In this regard, the mana in Wang Hao's body suddenly surged, and the Qinglian Sword and his hand turned around, slashing blatantly!

Zheng――

The Qinglian Sword and Di Jiang's fist collided together, and its powerful force caused Wang Hao to take seven steps back in a row before barely stagnating.

However, in the next second, Di Jiang was also flying behind him, and on his right hand and arm, cracks emerged, and blood continued to overflow from it.

When he returned to the rest of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang stopped, and the blood on his right arm dripped to the ground, looking so eye-catching.

Under Houtu's treatment, Di Jiang's right arm gradually stopped bleeding, but he couldn't move in a short time, thinking of this, Di Jiang just looked at Wang Hao and said: "Emperor Qing, this account will be recorded by my twelve ancestors." ”

After speaking, Di Jiang waved his hand, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches planned to evacuate.

However, as soon as the Twelve Ancestral Witches turned around, the green light swept through the air, and Wang Hao appeared in front of them, the Qinglian Sword in his hand shook, and said coldly: "Go, are you the emperor of the air?"

Seeing this situation, Candle Jiuyin stepped forward with a cold face, looked at Wang Hao and said, "Emperor Qing, do you really plan to fight to the death with us?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao glanced at Candle Jiuyin and said, "It's okay to leave if you want, I want a drop of your Candle Jiuyin's essence blood." ”

After seeing the power of Candle Nine Yin Time, Wang Hao moved his mind in this regard.

Time and space, these two are known as supreme attributes.

There are only a handful of people who have the power of space in the entire flood wilderness, but there are only a few people who have the power of time, but the only one who has the power of time is the candle Jiuyin in front of him.

He had been able to use the power of space to make jade slips from the experience and skills of Yang Mei's use of space at a very early age, but no matter how much Wang Hao had Zen over the years, he had never been able to do it.

When Wang Hao was disheartened, he also hit the idea on the power of time, after all, the power of time is still stronger than the power of space, and if it can be mastered, it is also extremely strong.

However, the southern part of the flood has not been peaceful all these years, and he doesn't know where the Twelve Ancestral Witches are, it has always been just a fantasy.

Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches at this moment, and having seen the power of time, Wang Hao said that he couldn't miss the opportunity, especially before the Twelve Ancestral Witches grew up.

However, for essence blood, every ancestral witch can be said to be extremely precious, and there are only nine drops in their bodies in their lifetime.

Now that Wang Hao opened his mouth to ask for the essence blood of Candle Jiuyin, how could the Twelve Ancestral Witches agree?

Almost instantly, Zhu Rong shouted violently: "Impossible, Emperor Qing, you are looking for death." ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao didn't say anything, the eyes of the Green Emperor opened, the twenty green lotuses in his eyes were bright, and he looked at the twelve ancestors condescendingly, and said: "Don't give it? ”

While speaking, Wang Hao exerted his strength around him.

In an instant, the void cleared, and countless green lotuses the size of millstones fell.

Seeing the bright green lotus, Di Jun and the others suddenly changed their expressions, thinking of the trick that had hit Zhu Rong and Gonggong before, they immediately shouted: "It's not good, run away!" and then quickly evacuated to the rear.

Just as Di Jun and the others were evacuating, the prince of the Qilin clan, who had been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, glanced at the sky, and suddenly exclaimed: "My mother!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also reacted, but they reacted late.

A large area of Qinglian fell and covered a radius of hundreds of miles, and the Qinglian bloomed with terrifying creation sword qi and sword intent, and the entire area was like being in a sword domain.

After doing all this, Wang Hao couldn't help but breathe a little, with such a large area of Qinglian Sword Song, the mana in his body could barely hold it.

After a while, Wang Hao adjusted his state, looked condescendingly at the twelve ancestors on the ground with a guarded face, and said: "Candle Jiuyin, this emperor said one last time, hand over the essence blood, and this emperor will let go and leave." ”

However, something unexpected happened.

Under the threat of Qinglian Sword Song, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not have the slightest fear, and Di Jiang said with a cold face: "Qingdi, you are delusional, the brothers killed the Qingdi, even if they die and return to their fathers, our Twelve Ancestral Witches are not greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

As he spoke, the Twelve Ancestral Witches quickly jumped into the air, directly attacking Wang Hao, not caring at all about the Qinglian Sword Song that covered hundreds of miles.

Seeing this, Wang Hao's brows furrowed, and he said secretly: "This group of barbarians is really difficult to deal with. ”

While speaking, he would not stand in place stupidly and wait, the Qingdi Creation Step Cast wandered between the twelve ancestral witches, and with the blessing of the creation sword momentum, the Qinglian Sword continued to slash, the twelve ancestral witches were just true immortal cultivation in the final analysis, although the physical body was extremely strong, but it did not reach the peak, and it was impossible to ignore the top innate spirit treasure.

For a while, blood splattered in mid-air, and the twelve ancestors were all traumatized.

As time passed bit by bit, Wang Hao fought the Twelve Ancestral Witches alone, and he did not fall behind at all, and even each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was traumatized.

On the hill thousands of miles away, Taiyi watched this scene with fiery eyes.

As a person who has been besieged by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he knows very well how terrifying it is for the twelve people to join forces, even if he holds the Chaos Bell, he will fall into the disadvantage, if it weren't for the help of Emperor Jun with the Luohe Great Array, I am afraid that he would have already fallen.

However, Wang Hao was able to overwhelm the Twelve Ancestral Witches, how could he not let this demon emperor who admired strength fall for him.

"It's so powerful!"

Xihe and Nuwa opened their mouths, looked at Wang Hao who was pressing the twelve ancestors and witches in disbelief, and shouted: "How can such a powerful person, Emperor Qing, deserve to be the powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Immortals!"

However, the two women's unintentional words moved several people.

Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Fu Xi all clenched their fists and said secretly: "In the future, we must establish a stronger force than the Blue Emperor Palace." ”

"Goo-toot!"

At this time, the prince of the Qilin clan swallowed his saliva and lost his mind: "Is this the Qing Emperor?