"Son... Er'er... San'er..."Di Junhu, who was kneeling in front of the soul tablet, choked with tears in his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoFor the sake of the demon clan and the great cause of the Lord, he must sacrifice his son. This is a blood relative, every time a soul tablet is broken in front of him, his heart feels as if it has been cut by a knife.

After dijun used his mana to dry his tears, he put on armor and marched to the Heavenly Court Hall. At this time, all the officials of the Heavenly Court gathered in the council hall to wait for Di Jun, and whether it was a battle or a battle was between him and his thoughts.

When the demons saw the Emperor of Heaven dressed like this, they knew that this battle was inevitable. Di Jun said coldly: "Kill to pay for your life, pay off your debts!" Eight demon armies, listen to my orders! Kill Buzhou Mountain! ”

Smoke billowed and war drums rang out. The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court moved as a whole, and the demon kings of all parties also brought their tribes to vote. This is a battle of luck between the two clans, and they can't help but fight.

The army of the demon clan is headed by Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, the nine demon gods are in the center with the army, and the wild demon clan is behind the demon kings from all sides. The demon clan is in charge of the heavenly court, and has its own flying magic weapons, and countless quaint flying boats engraved with inscriptions of the flood desolation come out of the heavenly court in array, covering the sky and the sun, and shaking the desolation.

The flying boat can't start on its own, and it needs to be pulled by a demon beast. When I looked closely, I found that the thing pulling the boat was a dragon. At this time, the dragon clan was only a small branch of the demon clan, because it was born to fly and had infinite strength, and was regarded as a cart-pulling clan by the demon clan.

The ancestral dragon also has a great reputation in the flood wilderness, but since the fall of the ancestral dragon, the situation of the dragon clan has plummeted, and finally became a slave of pulling a cart, which is really sad.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi stood on top of the Nine Dragon Boat, looking at Buzhou Mountain with burning eyes. It is about to become the main battlefield of the Lich War, the battle of luck, and no one is not nervous.

This overwhelming momentum of the Wu clan also felt it, in fact, the flood desolation clan had a misunderstanding of the Wu clan. Everyone thinks they're a bunch of brutes with muscles in their heads. In fact, it is not accurate to say this - the Twelve Ancestral Witches can indeed be described as such, but later witches gradually walked out of another way due to physical limitations - the path of witches.

This part of the witch is not known for its physical strength, but is famous for its various strange skills. They rely on flesh and blood sacrifices and soul sacrifices to gain power, and this part of the witches should not be underestimated.

The witches will kill the beast at once, and the green witch knife is crawling with souls. Under the guidance of these spirits, the spirit witches can observe the dynamics of the demon race in detail.

"The demon clan is in full swing! The elite of the whole clan led by Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor want to complete their efforts in one battle and slaughter our Wu clan! A great witch-level spirit witch hoarsely said in a hoarse voice.

Xingtian touched his bald head and said, "What can I do?" Get ready to fight! Inform the witches of the tribe left behind to bring all your family belongings! This battle cannot be won, and there will be no more witches in heaven and earth in the future. ”

"Hit!"

"Beat him!"

"Fuck it!"

The great witches waved their weapons and shouted angrily.

The Great Witch Xiangliu said depressedly: "Where are the ancestral witches?" A battle of this magnitude would not have been possible without them! ”

Xing Tian said sadly: "The ancestral witches have gathered to go to the Blood Sea Underworld in the Land of Nine Shadows, and I heard that they are working on a great invention that can make the witch clan live forever. If successful, the Wu Clan will become part of the laws of heaven and earth. ”

"In other words—the Ancestral Witches won't be back for a while?" Windbreak said in surprise.

Xingtian nodded: "It's all kinds!" Get ready for battle! Without the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Heavenly Star Dou Great Array, we also have to fight the demon clan. Our three hundred and sixty great witches can't fall into the name of the witch clan. ”

Shen Gong looked in the direction of the Far North and said in his heart: "Ancestral Witch! Come back soon! There's going to be a fight here! ”

The black clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the demon army pressed all the way to Buzhou Mountain. The yin side of Buzhou Mountain is the clan land of the Wu clan, and the yang side is the clan land of the human race. These great witches came to the help of the Terrans, but they did not want to bring the clouds of war to the heads of the Terrans.

Di Jun was dressed in a golden helmet and gold armor, holding a bright silver spear in his hand, standing on the emperor's chariot and said coldly: "The murderer who killed my son will kill himself, otherwise there will be no witch clan in heaven and earth." ”

Xing Tian straightened his body and pointed at Di Jun and scolded angrily: "Those little crows without a tutor are your family? It seems that the Emperor of Heaven is not a good cake either! ”

"Junior! Look for death! Di Jun turned into his real body and slapped his palm towards the earth. The angry blow of the Immortal Emperor should not be underestimated, Rao is strong with the flesh of the Wu clan, and Xingtian was also beaten half to death after receiving this palm.

"Old Torture Heaven!" Xiang Liu held up the weak Xingtian and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Xing Tian coughed up a mouthful of blood and said angrily: "This old miscellaneous hair is quite powerful!" Grandma's! Then he got up and pointed at Di Jun and said, "Grandson! What kind of ability is it to bully the small? If you have the ability, you can put it right with my ancestral witch! ”

"Humph! Noisy! Di Jun slapped it with another palm, and slapped the torture of his body back to a height of two meters.

"Hand over the murderer!" Facing the angry Great Witches, Emperor Jun said majestically, these Great Witches had the cultivation of a top-level Immortal Monarch at best, and they were still 108,000 miles away from him.

"Hou Yi is here!" Hou Yi splung down from the foothills of Buzhou Mountain with a big stride, and he confronted Di Jun coldly with a giant bow on his back: "If you want to take my name, you can do it, but you have to give an explanation to the human race first!" The demon clan connived at the prince to kill the master, such a big crime is not tolerated! ”

"Heavenly reason? I am the Principle of Heaven! No more nonsense! Kill yourself! What if my son kills his master? Even if they destroy the Terrans, what does it matter? Di Jun threatened with a fierce voice.

"What a big breath, Dijun, you are really interesting as a father. It's so blessed to be your son! A cynical voice resounded across the battlefield.

Di Jun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he fixed his eyes and found that from the distant horizon, two figures broke through the sky - suddenly Wang Dongxing and Nuwa riding on a strange creature.

At this critical juncture, Wang Dongxing finally arrived. When he came to his senses, he was directly frightened - he was entangled with Nuwa Hongguoguo. A fool can know what happened, but not when he said this, because he sensed that the soldiers and horses of the demon clan had gathered towards Buzhou Mountain.

He never expected that the Chaos Yin-Yang Beast could be used as a mount, riding it faster than opening a somersault cloud. So Wang Dongxing successfully arrived before the start of the fight.

"Dongxing Dao people? What are you here for? This is a matter for my demon clan and the witch clan. Emperor Jun scolded fiercely.

Wang Dongxing took out the bricks from the sea of knowledge and weighed them and said, "What am I doing here?" Don't you know that the witch clan is covered by me? When the heavens and the earth first opened, I saved twelve small clay figurines with the Nine Heavenly Resting Soil, and then gave them life with Pangu's essence blood. Which of the Wu clans up and down is not allowed to shout at my ancestors when they see me? Could it be that only you Emperor Jun is allowed to protect the calf in heaven and earth, and I Wang Dongxing is not allowed to take care of the younger generations? ”

"It's the legendary Witch Ancestor!" Xiang Liu said in surprise: "I heard that Lord Wuzu is the master of Nuwa Shengzun, and he is a strange person who has lived from the opening of the heavens to the present, and his cultivation is thorough and unfathomable. The witch clan is saved! ”

Emperor Jun was extremely cold when he saw that Wang Dongxing was tough, although Wang Dongxing was a hard stubble, he was a half-saint at best. He has gone through the ascension of black qi and has also reached the realm of demi-saints, half-saint to half-saint, the result is not yet known. At this time, Di Jun was not afraid of Wang Dongxing at all, but was a little eager to try. (To be continued.) )