Seeing Zhen Yuanzi and Deng Chanyu running away, Yunxiao was also extremely decisive, I don't know why the two of them ran, but just run along, her white cloud origin was strengthened by the nameless peak, originally speed and strength were not strong points, but now the shortcomings are made up, the speed has increased by three percent, dragging Zhao Gongming, and also retreating.

Lao Zhao hesitated for a moment, what is this, I don't see any danger, just run?

The external brain asked him to run, and he couldn't run if he didn't run, so he could only retreat with him.

Almost at the same time, the ordinary-looking blood qi was like a spirit snake, gently hooking a trace of the mana of the Duobao Daoist.

The illusory blood qi combined with the mana of the real characteristics, after the two were fused, produced an effect of 1+1 far greater than 10.

This blood qi turned the void into reality, and suddenly shouted out an impossible thing from the long river of time.

Shaped like a yellow sac, the whole body is red like a fire, six legs and four wings, and a phantom shadow with no eyes, ears, mouth and nose gradually becomes solid.

"Dijiang?" Zhen Yuanzi looked surprised, how did such an ancestor who had died countless Yuan Guilds come back?

Deng Chanyu was also extremely surprised, after jumping to 100,000 miles, she thought that there were still Daji and Nezha here, she ran back again, and when she saw the phantom of the head of the twelve ancestors, she also looked incredible.

Sanqing is the Pangu Yuanshen, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the Pangu Essence Blood, theoretically speaking, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are at the same level as the Sanqing, and those brothers may be a little worse, but Dijiang, the eldest brother of the Ancestral Witch, will not be worse than the Sanqing in terms of roots.

This kind of big man in the wilderness, let alone resurrection, even the phantom of the past shows up, the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation is not allowed, right?

She had seen similar methods, and reminded Zhen Yuanzi in a low voice: "It looks like a means of the River Styx." ”

Zhen Yuanzi thought about it seriously, isn't the Styx the way of killing? When was it renovated?

Deng Chanyu saw his doubts, but didn't intend to explain, it was another story entirely

Di Jiang is the head of the twelve ancestral witches, and his strength is much stronger than the rest of his younger brothers and sisters, and what he is good at is spatial supernatural powers.

If it is developed to the extreme, the power of the space avenue should be stronger than the space supernatural power, the upper limit of the space supernatural power is dead, at this strength, it is difficult to surpass its own limit, and the space avenue has unlimited room for rise, but this is also divided into who will use it, the level 1 space avenue is definitely not as good as the level 10 space supernatural power.

Deng Chanyu didn't have the idea of asking for spatial abilities in the past, and the ancestors of Wu Dijiang were the demon clan Dijun and Taiyi when they were in the battle of the lich, if it weren't for the ability of Chaos Bell to "imprison time and suppress space", so that Dijiang's spatial supernatural powers would have no room to be used, and even if the same level of treasure blew itself up, it would not kill Dijiang, who cultivated the spatial supernatural powers to the extreme.

said that it was too late, it was fast, Zhen Yuanzi and Deng Chanyu all ran away, and at this time, the sleeves of Huanglong Zhenren's robe happened to hit the phantom.

He shook the phantom for a while, and Di Jiang's remnant soul turned into a human form, turning into a man with a height of one zhang, wide ears, and full of coercion.

Di Jiang's afterglow glanced at Huanglong Zhenren.

Huang Long: "??? ”

How can it be? Ancestral Witch?! This Broken Chaos Bell hides the remnant soul of the Ancestral Witch?

Di Jiang seemed to feel that his body was very uncomfortable, and his shoulders shook.

The space beside him collapsed instantly, Huang Long Zhenren reacted quickly, and hurriedly pulled back, he ran, Xue Evil Hu, who was holding the tray and standing in place for a while, did not run away.

In an instant, this disciple of the Dao Xing Heavenly Venerable was divided into countless spaces as small as grains of sand, and the whole person collapsed like sand, without bloodshed, without any pain and wailing, and a Taoist child who had participated in the war for more than ten years was gone in an instant.

"Bold! Dare to hurt my disciples! Huanglong Zhenren pulled out his sword, the sword light was like a rainbow, and a sword stabbed at Di Jiang's throat.

Huang Long thought very simply, the enemy's methods are weird, I will be a pioneer, and then everyone will go up side by side.

He thought very well, but the immortals of the sect did not follow his thoughts.

Not to mention the immortals, even Duobao, the great power of intercepting the sect and cutting off the two corpses, automatically took a step back, wanted to observe it, and then decided whether to do it or not.

All the immortals were retreating, and only Huanglong Zhenren bravely rushed forward.

Seeing that many senior brothers and junior brothers had not followed, Huang Long scolded angrily in his heart, but the trick had already been handed out

Di Jiang tilted his head and stretched out a stout left hand, and the layers of sword light seemed to be non-existent, grabbing Huanglong Zhenren's wrist.

Huang Long watched in astonishment as the surrounding space cracked inch by inch, and the ten thousand sword lights he launched were like mud and sand, hitting Di Jiang without any reaction, Di Jiang's consciousness was still in a state of confusion, and the drive of the space supernatural power was completely dependent on instinct.

"Hurry up and save Senior Brother Huanglong!"

"Senior brother, don't worry, someone is here to help you!"

"Your remnant soul, let go of Senior Brother Huanglong!"

The immortals shouted lively, some took out magic weapons, some drew swords, and one by one they were filled with righteous indignation, but they didn't immediately take action to save Huanglong.

Di Jiang's eyes swept away, and Huang Long Zhenren felt that something had forcefully crushed his robe, scales and muscles, and then his body was light, and when he looked down, he saw that his waist and below were directly cut off by some kind of spatial ability, and his two legs fell into dust, the cutting surface was extremely neat, and the dragon scales had no protective effect at all.

In the second breath of the fight, Huanglong Zhenren was cut in half.

Relying on the "dedication" of Xue Evil Tiger and Huang Long, the immortals finally saw the reality of Dijiang clearly.

Dijiang is very strong, but now this is just a shadow of the past.

Guang Chengzi's Fantian Seal shattered this phantom first, and this time the spatial supernatural power could not move the Fantian Seal with an astonishing weight.

Duobao Dao people pinched the trick and recited the mantra, leading to the four killing intent sword qi in the Zhuxian Sword Array, and with his cultivation, it didn't take much effort to crush this phantom of Di Jiang.

The immortals examined the fragments of the Chaos Bell again, and found that there was no trace of qi and blood left in these fragments, and now they were real fragments, except for the refining technique of the reverse Kunpeng and the mystery of the Chaos Clock, there was no other value.

Except for Xue Evil Tiger, who was beaten to ashes, and Huanglong Zhenren, who was beheaded in half, it can be said that it was a false alarm

Blood.

Ancestral Witch Xuanming entered the depths of the sea of blood, and she went all the way as if she had entered a no-man's land, and no Asura knew that this Witch Ancestor had descended into this filthy land.

The Styx Ancestor sat in the blood lotus and practiced, and when he saw her appear, he threw a fist-sized blood ball over.

"I'll give you what you want, but what do you want?"

Xuan Ming threw the corpse of the mosquito man to the River Styx.

Haotian hung the corpse of the mosquito Dao man on the Nantian Gate, and hung it for a long time, and slowly got tired of it. Under the banner of avenging the souls of those who died at the hands of the mosquito people, the underworld asked for the corpses.

The two sides completed the transaction, and Xuan Ming turned around and left.