Boom!!!

！！

The Ancestral Witch Hall has been completely razed to the ground, and the 100-meter rocks surrounding the Ancestral Witch Department have all collapsed, the mountains and rivers have moved, and the rivers have flowed backwards!

At this moment, Di Jun's face was pale, and there was a trace of residual blood at the corner of his mouth, the strength of Pangu's divine body was indeed terrifying.

"Poof!"

"I didn't expect the Wu clan to have such a hole card, Pangu God Body ......"

However, the fate of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Witch Clans was not much better, after Pangu's true body cut out the axe, his body collapsed directly, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were obviously injured because of the counterattack of the formation. Coupled with the impact of the Destroying Fire Lotus cast by Emperor Jun, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are now at the end of their crossbows, seriously injured and endangered!

In fact, if it weren't for the previous battle with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would have consumed their true qi, and later Emperor Jun arrived to seriously injure Emperor Jiang with the Fantian Seal, causing the Pangu Divine Body condensed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches to be damaged, otherwise the victory or defeat would still be between the two.

At this time, there were only Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi standing outside the Ancestral Witch Palace, and the battle of the Lich was a victory for the Demon Clan!

With the destruction of Pangu's body, the Wu army outside Buzhou Mountain has already been defeated.

Di Jun looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches who fell to the ground, and Di Jun knew that he couldn't be soft at this time, otherwise once the Twelve Ancestral Witches eased up, he would not have the strength to defeat them again.

This is what Emperor Jun thought about a lot, the Twelve Ancestral Witches Pangu Divine Body was forcibly broken, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were hit unimaginably hard, and there was no way to condense the Pangu Divine Body within 10,000 years.

But the current result is not what the saint wants, Sanqing and the West are leading, and what the Quasi-Tidao people want is a battle of the lich, and the lich is lost!

The two Lich clans dominate the flood famine, accounting for most of the luck of the flood famine, which is not a good thing for the Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhun Ti, even if they become holy, luck is also indispensable for them, if they establish a Taoist system, it is even more so, but now the two Lich clans are not convenient for them to preach and seize luck.

The Wu clan only respects Pangu, and there is no primordial god, which obviously does not meet the standards of preaching, and the demon clan has Nuwa Niangniang sanctified, and the Heavenly Court Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor are extraordinary, and they will not allow anyone to meddle in the affairs of the demon clan, and it is obviously impossible to obtain luck from the two Lich clans at present.

"Emperor!"

"The Eastern Emperor!"

“......！”

The Heavenly Court army began to roar wildly, shouting the honorific titles of Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

And at this moment, the Ten Ancestral Witches are located.

Di Jiang covered his heart, stood up slowly, 'wow', blood spit out, and he half-knelt down again, holding the ground with one hand. The rest of the ancestors, Qiang Liang, Tianwu, Xuanming, Beishu, Gonggong, Zhurong, Xizi, Houtu, Jumang, Candle Jiuyin, and Extravagant Corpse, are all weak in breath and vomiting blood.

At this time, the demon soldiers of the Heavenly Court of Zhou Mountain are also coming!

"The last general Qin Yuan, the last general Shang Yang, come to the rescue!"

Many half-dead witch clans all raised their eyes and looked to the north side, and a large number of demon soldiers came!

Before these witches could react from this voice.

"The last generals, Bai Ze and Tie, come to the rescue!"

"The last general is heroic, the last general is Jimeng, come to escort!"

"Fei Lian, Fei Salivation, come to the rescue. ”

The Nine Demon Gods are here!

The Wu clan under the serious injury has no way to live, and as long as Di Jun gives an order, the army of King Qin who came to the six roads can instantly engulf the Wu clan and kill it cleanly.

The Wu clan is completely defeated.

Di Jun said to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, "A hundred years of covenant, the Lich War, my demon clan wins!

Di Jun was just about to make a move, and at this moment.

The smile on Dijun's face disappeared, and he was instantly covered with frost. Because, he sensed the arrival of three breaths, three ... An aura that made him feel extremely unpleasant!

I saw it in front of Di Jun.

Three divine lights suddenly descended from the sky, and the divine light dispersed, and there were three people standing side by side.

Suddenly, golden flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and the sound of the avenue was nine heavens!

There are saints who come to the desolate land

It is the Sanqing Sage, the Master of the Shangqing Tongtian Sect, the Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the Taiqing Taishang Laojun!

Three saints, present at the same time!

"Sanqing Sage!" When Sanqing appeared, whether it was a demon or a witch, his eyes were focused on the bodies of these three people.

One by one, they were all horrified.

Saint, what a noble being. To be able to see one in a lifetime, it is already the ancestral tomb that is smoking, not to mention seeing three at the same time now, and it is also the three Qings in the forefront of the Six Saints of the Heavens!

"I don't know why the Sanqing Saint came here?" Di Jun asked coldly.

That Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun said, "I hope that the Heavenly Emperor will let the Wu Clan go!"

"The Wu clan is in trouble, why should this emperor let them go. ”

Di Jun glanced at Di Jiang and other ten ancestral witches, these ten ancestral witches were all seriously injured, if there was no Sanqing appeared, Taiyi had already ordered these ten ancestral witches to be blown away.

"The Wu clan is in the same vein, born from the essence and blood of Pangu, and the three of us are the Pangu Yuan Shen and the three Qings, as long as the three of us are alive for a day, the Wu clan will be immortal. ”

That Taiqing Taishang Laojun said slowly.

"Are you forcing Bendi?"

How could Emperor Jun not know that these three Qings were nothing more than afraid that after he killed the Wu Clan, the Demon Clan would be dominant, and it would be unfavorable to its Dao system at that time!

"Damn! In the end, it is weak, if this emperor cultivates the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, he will not be afraid of these three clears!"

But Dijun can't return the cloth, and he won't return the cloth!

Because Emperor Jun's mixed yuan road is smooth, it is the emperor's way, and it is domineering!

How can the dignity of the emperor be violated!

Di Jun looked at Sanqing and said, "This emperor will not release people, he only needs to do one game today!"

"Emperor Jun, you dare to offend the majesty of a saint!"

That Yuan Shi Tianzun said viciously. In front of everyone in the wilderness, Di Jun dared to make a move on the saint, which was undoubtedly contempt for the saint. And the saint is the most cheeky, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun is the best cheeky among the saints.

"Needless to say, let's fight! My two brothers are going to challenge you Sanqing!"

After speaking, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi stood together, looking at Sanqing coldly, with a blazing arrogance and royal spirit!

When Sanqing wanted to make a move on Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, one person came from the nine heavens, and the flood once again appeared a vision, the heavenly general golden flower, the earth surging golden lotus, it was the saint Nuwa Niangniang!

"Three Taoist friends have passed!"

Nuwa Niangniang said slowly.

At this time, the flood was already boiling, and there were four saints who usually stopped walking around the flood wilderness.