The Cave of Witch Gods and Demons

On a four-sided altar the size of a small world, eleven ancestral witches stood beside the twelve golden statues on the edge of the altar.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the only golden man without an ancestral witch, Di Jiang's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Big brother, are you going to start?"

Ju Mang's voice woke up Emperor Jiang, who was a little out of sight.

His chest rose and fell twice, and Di Jiang's eyes reappeared and became bright!

"Let's go!"

With Di Jiang's order, the ancestors and witches all worked together, injecting the huge blood power in their bodies into the altar under their feet.

The dark yellow altar began to glow slightly, as if it had been heated by a raging fire.

The human form was dispersed and turned into the most primitive and ancient ancestral witch form.

Dijiang: Like a yellow sac, red as a fire, six-legged and four-winged, Hun Dun has no face, and the ancestor of Yubi speed.

Jumang: Green as green bamboo, bird body and human face, foot riding two dragons, the ancestor of oriental wood.

Harvest: Human-faced tiger body, covered with golden scales, wings, snake in the left ear, two dragons on the feet, the ancestor of the Western gold.

Co-worker: Python-headed human body, dressed in black scales, stepping on a black dragon, wrapped in a green python in his hand, the ancestor of the northern water.

Xuan Ming: It is a monstrous beast, with bone spurs all over its body, and the ancestor of rain.

Chi You: Eight feet, three heads and six arms, copper head and iron forehead, invulnerable, holding a knife and axe, the ancestor of the central earth.

Qiang Liang: A snake in his mouth, a snake in his hand, a tiger's head and a human body, four hooves and feet, long elbows, and the ancestor of thunder.

Candle Nine Yin: The human head and dragon body, the whole body is red, the ancestor of time.

Tianwu: Eight human faces, ten tails of the tiger body, the ancestor of the wind.

Zizi: The body of a human-faced bird, a green snake in his ears, a red snake in his hand, and the ancestor of electricity.

Extravagant corpse: human-faced beast body, ears like dogs, green snakes in ears, the ancestor of the weather.

Eleven ancestral witches with a body as strong as the stars, the sun and the moon, and thousands of feet tall, stood on top of the altar, exuding a strong aura of powerful power, making the surrounding void world all squeezed out!

"Sacrifice!"

There was a magnificent and vast shout from the darkness!

The eleven ancestral witches took out a hazy round ball like a chicken at the same time.

Through the film of the round ball, you can see that there are countless Wu people kneeling inside.

These witches touched their heads to the ground, and their mouths muttered ancient songs, their eyes clear, and they did not look like they were in the slightest bit bewitched.

This vast and magnificent worship exudes a supreme divine aura.

The vast ancient earth appeared above the heads of the eleven ancestors in the midst of deafening worship.

The blessings from the earth made the altar, which had become red and blind, even more fiery but also more tenacious!

His eyes were mixed with various emotions such as reluctance, resoluteness, and affirmation......

With a flick, eleven chickens slowly fell into the altar!

Rumble!

A sudden burst of yellow flames engulfed the chickens.

No screams, no complaints, not even sounds......

The witches were silently silent in the flames, their spiritual wishes turning into bits of white light that melted into the tadpole-like witch inscriptions inside the altar.

Their flesh and blood sank to the bottom of the altar, merging with a pool of stagnant golden water.

"Brothers, sixth sister, go first!"

After watching all the witch people be integrated into the altar, the ancestral witch roared at the corpse, nodded slightly at the brother in front of him, and then jumped into the yellow flames of the altar.

Jumping into the fire, the body of the corpse began to decompose rapidly, and finally only a simple and unpretentious cloud of chaotic blood was left, suspended above the flames.

The yellow flame that digested the body of the ancestral witch was obviously smaller, and it seemed to consume a lot of strength.

Taking a deep breath, Di Jiang broke off and shouted: "Fall!"

Chaos Blood fell, sinking into the golden pool at the bottom of the altar!

One after another, the Ancestral Witch jumped into the flames, divided his body, and sank into the golden pool as chaotic blood.

Until the end, only Di Jiang was left, standing on the altar.

The yellow flame in the altar had weakened, and only the last wisp of flame remained, like a candle in the wind.

Looking around, six-legged and four-winged, Hun Dun faceless Di Jiang let out a dull laugh.

Rumble!

The last Ancestral Witch fell into the flames, and flames rose into the sky, engulfing the entire altar completely.

The golden pool at the bottom began to boil gradually after merging with the last cloud of chaotic blood.

Following the lines at the bottom, the juice of the golden pool began to slowly spread upwards, and then slowly poured into the twelve golden figures on the edge of the altar.

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Outside the Penglai Wonderland, Di Jun and Taiyi stood still.

The expression on his face looked a little hesitant, and he didn't know whether the Tongtian Saint could really accept the demon clan, and Emperor Jun and Taiyi didn't know in their hearts.

"It's all here, there's nothing to hesitate about, let's go. ”

His eyes became firm, and Di Jun took Tai Yi and stepped into this fairyland.

After the misty fairy clouds, the two demons came to the Biyou Palace.

The emperor of the demon clan came, and the golden immortals in the Biyou Palace naturally felt it.

Controlling this group of green clouds and pulling it in front of Emperor Jun and Taiyi, the Holy Mother of Wudang was not surprised by the arrival of these two demon emperors.

When silence comes, except for the saint's dojo, it will be annihilated into nothingness.

Among the saints, the only one who is most likely to accept the demon clan is the master of Biyou Palace, the saint of Tongtian.

So it is obvious that these two demon emperors are here to ask to see the Tongtian Sage.

"Please stay, the saint dojo is not allowed to trespass at will. ”

Stretching out her hand to stop Di Jun and Taiyi, the Holy Mother of Wudang glanced at the two demon emperors in front of her.

When her gaze touched Donghuang Taiyi, there was a sudden change in her eyes.

Such a strong coercion, the strength of this big demon is terrifying!

Feeling the thick pressure on Taiyi's body, the Holy Mother of Wudang was slightly surprised, they were also quasi-saint-level powers, but Taiyi's power aura was many times stronger than her.

Our Lady of Wudang estimated in her heart that if she really made a move, I am afraid that the victory and defeat would be known in an instant.

"This should be Wudang Daoyou, my two brothers have something important to ask to see the saint, and I hope that Daoist friends can spread the word. ”

Taking a step forward, Di Jun explained his intentions and hoped that the Holy Mother of Wudang would pass on them on his behalf.

"The saint is in retreat, and no one is seen, so please go back. ”

Shaking his head, the Holy Mother of Wudang blocked Dijun and Taiyi back with a word.

Hearing this, Di Jun's face changed slightly, if the Heavenly Saints refused to accept them, then they would have to go to the Demon Ancestor.

And this choice was instinctively resisted by Dijun.

"Brother, let's go. He frowned and glanced at the Virgin of Wudang, who turned around and was about to leave.

With a short sigh in his heart, Di Jun was about to leave.

And at this moment, Our Lady of Wudang suddenly spoke: "The saint explained before the retreat that all major matters of my sect interception are decided by the flag bearer, and if the two of you really have something important, you can go to my flag bearer to intercept the sect." ”

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