The prince of the East had already made an oath to the Heavenly Dao, and he worked together to make him fight the Heavenly Sect Master, where did he dare not obey?

Heaven is clear, not only to follow, but also to do your best!

So, the prince of the east held a purple gold dragon head cane, urging the Hongmeng purple qi to condense on it, rolling the Hongmeng qi, shaking thousands of miles in one breath, and smashing it towards the head of the Tongtian Sect Master.

I only heard the Tongtian Sect Master sneer, the prince of the east, you were named the head of the male immortals by my master, but now you are helping the witch to attack and kill the saint's disciples, it is really hateful, and the poor Dao will send you a poem.

Just listen to this poem: "The immortal head of the East King has a rough character, and he is either a witch or a demon; The foolish oath is sent to heaven, and it is subject to the anger of others! ”

After reciting the verses, the Tongtian Sect Master laughed, shook his hand casually, and the Qingping Sword fell into his hand, and it also condensed a trace of Hongmeng purple qi, and blasted at the purple gold dragon head staff of the Eastern Prince.

This verse can be said to be a true portrayal of the prince of the East, he was first with the demon clan, and later with the witch clan, where is there the appearance of the head of the male fairy, the character is extremely rough, and now he has become the angry bag of the ancestral witch, and he deserves it.

This ridicule can be said to be extremely in place, which makes Tongtian feel happy.

The prince of the east was almost deflated by anger, and the purple gold dragon head crutch was a little unstable, and with a buzz, he almost got out of his hand.

"Tongtian Lingbao Tianzun, you are mocking me, it is very hateful!"

The prince of the east was furious, the purple gas of Hongmeng on his head spurted thousands of miles, and the three lotus flowers condensed into the Dao Yun, and the sound erupted, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the head of the head was once again hard to shake the Tongtian Sect Master.

The Qingping Sword of the Tongtian Sect Master is like an ancient divine dragon in his hand, and the chaotic Dao Yun on it is rolling, without any scruples, and it is directly shaken!

Rumble!

The chaotic qi exploded, the Hongmeng purple qi shook, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be turned upside down.

Inside the demon ruins, the Kunpeng Patriarch stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the Eastern Prince.

Kunpeng was furious in his heart, and when he saw the Hongmeng purple qi, he felt a wave of humiliation in his heart.

"Demon Master, is it time to make a move?"

Di Jun unfolded the Hetu Luo book, kept flipping through it, and there were endless Dao Yun condensations up and down his body.

"Please wait a little longer, or listen to the opinion of the Demon Ancestor!"

Kunpeng first respected Emperor Jun, and then respected Nuwa, and in this demon court, there was harmony.

……

In the past nearly 10,000 years, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have not been idle, and they have comprehended the laws left over by Pangu, and they are no longer the original Ancestral Witches.

Although there is a gap between fighting alone and Sanqing, three or four people besiege one of Sanqing, no matter what magic weapon the other party uses, they can still withstand it!

For a time, the battle between the Twelve Ancestors and the Three Qing Dynasty was inseparable, and they fought for decades, but they did not distinguish the winner or loser.

Beichen opened the eyes of the turtle and kept observing the battle situation: "This battle is getting more and more interesting!" ”

Taishang Laojun and Yuan Shi Tianzun were both red-faced and red-eared, concentrating on the battle, not daring to be careless.

And the Tongtian Sect Master is becoming more and more courageous the more he fights, and his favorite poetry has also found his home field of poetry.

I only heard the Tongtian Purple Electric Hammer slam on Gonggong's chest, shaking it tens of thousands of feet away.

At the same time, the poem said: "I have purple lightning and pride in the sky, and I blow the sky and the earth darkly; The water god has no scales, but the little ticks of the wilderness! Hahaha! ”

This verse will scold Gonggong for being an aquatic and scaleless creature, and a little ant in front of him.

If it was scolded directly, the co-workers would not be angry, but when it became a poem, it made the co-workers feel that the connotation was terrible, and the anger was hidden in their hearts, and they were angry.

"Tongtian, you old miscellaneous hair, if you dare to ridicule me again, I will let the prince of the East bite you!"

The co-workers were so mad that they didn't know what they were talking about.

The Tongtian Sect Master didn't care, and when he saw him spraying endless water balls together, he slapped on the fishing drum: "When the fishing drum sounds, you are itching all over; When the electric hammer is shaken, you are so painful that you hate it! Hahaha! ”

Bang bang bang......

The purple electric hammer and the fishing drum shined all over the sky, not only the co-workers were shocked back, but the candle Jiuyin also hugged his head and ran away, and he couldn't use the law of time for a while.

The Tongtian Sect Master's sword turned and chanted: "Little Xizi, silver and lightning thief; I'm a gourd of fire and water, hit you! ”

The connotation of this poem, but Zizi still heard the sentence: "See if I don't pee you with a water and fire gourd!" ”

The water and fire gourd given by Beichen was thrown out against Xizi.

The two water and fire unicorns were parallel to each other, and the monstrous chaotic power flickered, and when Xi Zi saw this, his brows froze, and he retreated violently.

"This water and fire gourd is indeed extraordinary, it almost scared Xizi to pee, hahaha, thank you Beichen Daozu!"

Tongtian did not forget to bow to the North Sea.

Beichen couldn't help laughing in his heart: "Today, Tongtian is a smooth poem, haven't you read it happily?" ”

Tongtian performed well in this battle, and while reciting the poem, he beat Zuwu and the Eastern Prince.

But these people are not rotten street things, they have never been completely defeated by the Tongtian Sect Master!

With the passage of time, the ancestral witch relied on his strong physique and violent combat power to beat Buzhou Mountain to a thousand holes, almost broken, the heavens and the earth rotated, a chaos, time and space hung upside down, and there was a lot of danger.

This piece of world is hard to pay attention to, and this big war is too explosive.

Tongtian no longer recited poetry, and he seemed to find that chanting somewhat affected the speed of drawing his sword!

He began to fight in a muffled voice!

The Sanqing capital was gradually forced back to the scope of the Sanqing Palace, and the eleven ancestors and the princes of the East became more and more fierce the more they fought, and they were a bit of a fighter machine.

Sanqing was irritable and sighed again and again.

"Zu Wu, the prince of the East, poor Dao looks at this battle and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser!" Taishang Laojun suddenly spoke, "The sage Hongjun Master once said, let me Sanqing guard the palace gate tightly, and don't participate in the battle of the lich. Therefore, the three of us will not be your enemy, so why don't we stop here today? ”

"Not how!"

Zu Wu is not so stupid, they know that this is the last chance to fight Sanqing.

Twice to provoke the battle, and Sanqing to form a big enmity, if the Sanqing is sanctified in the future, the first thing must be to kill the twelve ancestors.

Therefore, they will not easily give up the opportunity to kill Sanqing!

"After this battle, if Sanqing does not die, he will definitely become holy, and he can't let it go!"

Although Zu Wu had the upper hand, Di Jiang also felt that the battle was difficult.

"Alas, why hasn't the little sister Houtu come yet? If she is there, I'm afraid that Sanqing has already been taken down! ”

"Let's go, it's time, fight!"

In the demon ruins, Nuwa suddenly stood up, the demon gourd moved, a white banner flashed out, and the spirit of ten thousand demons was immediately attracted, and involuntarily followed the army of the demon clan, overwhelming, and the demon clouds rolled, heading towards Buzhou Immortal Mountain.

Ten thousand demons descended, and the five leaders also suppressed heaven and earth, and everyone was in the late stage of quasi-sainthood, not inferior to the twelve ancestors.

"Big brother, it's not good, the demon clan has led a large army to raid!"

Ju Mang's face was nervous, and he hurriedly said to Dijiang.

When the words fell, all the five leaders came.

I only heard Nuwa say: "Three senior brothers, the poor road with the demon clan, came to help." ”

Taishang Laojun and the three of them were all happy, and hurriedly hugged their fists: "Thank you, junior sister." ”

In a moment, the Eleven Ancestral Witches and the Eastern Princes were suppressed by the five extra quasi-saints, and they were gradually embarrassed.