For the continuation of the inheritance of the demon clan!

Just this sentence made Ji Meng and the other demon saints speechless.

They are not afraid of death, they have been fighting in the flood for many years, and they have already explored life and death, so why be afraid of death, but since Emperor Jun has entrusted them with the responsibility of maintaining the inheritance of the demon clan, they cannot die.

Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Bai Ze, Bi Fang, Ghost Che, and the only remaining five demon saints glanced at each other, and they were already aware in their hearts.

"We remember what the Demon Emperor has entrusted us."

There is no promise, but the voice is full of solemnity and firmness.

A gentleman and a promise that weighs more than a thousand gold, and a demon god who promises to do so even if he pays for his life.

From this moment on, their lives will be completely tied to the demon clan, and they will maintain the inheritance of the demon clan with their lifelong efforts, which is their promise to Di Jun.

"Demon Emperor."

Bai Ze's lips opened slightly, wanting to persuade Di Jun to withdraw temporarily, leaving the green mountains and not worrying about running out of firewood.

As long as Di Jun is still there, the demon clan is there, and there will be a chance to rise again, but he also knows Di Jun's temperament, once he makes a decision, he will not change it, so he didn't say the words of persuasion.

Di Jun naturally understood what Bai Ze wanted to say, waved his hand, and said a little lonely: "In this battle, countless demon clan sons and daughters are buried here, as a demon emperor, how can I abandon them." ”

Casually open up a spatial passage to a secret base of the demon clan, and then send all the remaining remnants of the demon clan into it.

"Go ahead!"

Looking at the five demon saints, Di Jun said softly, a little soft color appeared in his majestic and domineering eyes.

This may be the last time they will meet, and he will always remember these five hardcore henchmen who followed him to found the demon race.

"We bid farewell to the Demon Emperor."

Ji Meng, Bai Ze and the other five demon saints saluted Di Jun heavily, and then endured their grief and rushed into the space passage, not daring to turn back.

They probably guessed that maybe after this battle, there would be no more demon emperor Jun in the flood wilderness, and infinite sadness rose in their hearts.

The Ten Demon Saints and the Demon Emperor Jun are not only monarchs and ministers, but also close friends who entrust life and death, and now that Emperor Jun is about to come to an end, how uncomfortable Ji Meng and other demon saints are in their hearts, they themselves know, others can't understand.

Seeing the five demon saints and the remaining demon clan elites leave, Di Jun's heart swayed slightly, and then returned to normal, a trace of sharpness bloomed in his eyes, he, he no longer has any worries!

A pair of golden eyes of the sun shined, piercing through all obstacles in the universe of heaven and earth, seeing through the boundary between reality and illusion, as if capturing the traces of some people with intentions.

"Hmph"

Di Jun secretly snorted coldly, the killing intent was boiling and surging, the two lich clans were able to get to this day, and those people with a heart made a great contribution.

But there was no change in his face, as if he had found nothing, or that it was not yet time to settle accounts with those who had a heart.

Forcibly pressing down the boiling killing intent, the target is to return to Di Jiang, defeat this difficult old opponent first, and then go to those who have a heart to settle accounts.

His hands forged the Immeasurable Dao Seal, opened the door to the interdimensional space, and summoned a great killing weapon specially prepared for breaking the true body of the Ancestor Witch.

Suddenly, the void cracked, connecting to a certain secret realm in the Nine Heavens, and a blood-red sword light broke through the dimensional wall, turning into a dark red magic sword, and steadily fell into Di Jun's hands.

The whole body of this sword is dark red, and the sword body is engraved with countless strange demon texts, exuding an extremely ominous aura, and there is a faint sound of wailing and crying around it, with the black and red resentment on the sword body, it looks extremely eerie.

Sword Name: Witch Slayer!

As the name suggests, it is prepared for the slaughter of the witch clan, specifically for the true body of the ancestral witch, but the specific power is only known after trying.

After repeated deliberations and experiments by the demon clan, the power of the blood soul contained in the witch slayer sword can indeed restrain the true body of the ancestral witch, but it has not really tried the ancestral witch, this time, it is the best time to use the real sword.

Practice is the only way to test the truth!

"Dijiang, die."

With the witch-slaughtering sword in hand, Di Jun did not hesitate, and immediately took the sword to fight Di Jiang again.

The Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, the Ancestor of the Witch Clan's space, Emperor Jiang, can only one of the two peerless heroes leave alive.

"Kill."

Di Jiang was even more direct, and he picked up the cane and started a big battle with Di Jun again.

Xu sensed the restraint of the Witch Slayer Sword, so this time Di Jiang did not rely on the true body of the ancestral witch to fight with Di Jun in close combat, but instead used the weirdness and unpredictability of the Spatial Avenue to the fullest, and all kinds of spatial supernatural powers continued to play.

The Hand of the Heavens, the Infinite Void, the Great Void Split, the Wall of the Void, the Space Overlapping Fist

With the Natal Witch Treasure Staff, blessing all kinds of space powers, even if Di Jun has the Witch Slayer Sword in his hand, he can't help Di Jiang for a while.

The witch slayer sword can restrain the true body of the ancestral witch, but it can't break the weird and unpredictable space supernatural power.

Similar to the absurd scene of the witch-slaughtering sword, the absurd scene of the ancestral witch being like a lamb to be slaughtered will not appear on Di Jiang.

As a spatial ancestor witch who crisscrosses the desolate wilderness, Di Jiang is not a fool, he senses the threat of the witch slaying sword, and he is stupid to rely on the real body of the ancestor witch, which is not in line with the wisdom that the leader of the Wu clan should have.

However, the proud Ancestral Witch's true body was limited by the Witch Slayer Sword, which meant that Di Jiang's strength could only exert about seventy percent, and he was afraid that he would not be able to last long against the enemy with his spatial supernatural powers alone.

There is not much difference between the strength of Di Jiang and Di Jun, and if he can't play his full strength, it will be difficult for him to resist Di Jun's offensive, and it will be okay in a short time, but if it drags on for a long time, Di Jiang will definitely be defeated.

The duel between the great supernatural powers, the slightest gap may be the key to victory or defeat, not to mention that the true body of the Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch was restrained by the Witch Slaying Sword, which is equivalent to losing the power of three successes.

"This is the masterpiece created by the demon clan at the expense of slaughtering the human race?"

The wings of the Dijiang space vibrate, shuttling through the void dimension at will, and asked curiously while playing various spatial supernatural powers.

A sword can restrain the almost immortal ancestor witch true body, Di Jiang has lived from the ancient times to the present, it is the first time he has seen such a ridiculous but real scene, and it happened to him.

"Witch Slayer Sword, the true body of the ancestor witch that Zhu Poer and others are proud of."

Di Jun swung his sword to slash through the space magic power that Di Jiang attacked, a trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly, with a little arrogance in his words.

The most boastful thing about the demon clan is not that there are many strong people, but that the extraordinary creativity of the demon clan.

The innate heritage of the demon clan is not as good as that of the witch clan, so the demon clan gathered the power of ten thousand demons to create the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array;

The individual combat power of the demon clan is not enough to fight against the Wu clan, so the demon clan has exhausted its wisdom to create a unique armor casting furnace to realize the mass production of weapon spirit treasures;

The true body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was indestructible, and after many studies, the Demon Clan created a witch-slaying sword that specifically restrained the true body of the Ancestral Witch

Extraordinary creativity, built a splendid civilization system that belongs to the demon clan, as the demon emperor who single-handedly created the glory of the demon clan, Di Jun is proud of the demon clan.

However, he would never have dreamed that a few years later, the most creative race would no longer be the demon race, but the human race that had been frantically slaughtered by the demon race and was almost wiped out.

History, it seems, likes to joke.

That was a long, long time later, so I won't mention it for now.

(End of chapter)