The starry sky seems to turn into a barrier, shrouded in the heavens, the stars flow, the stars loom, and it became a world of its own.

Several figures stood on top of the Heavenly Palace, and the leader was dressed in a golden emperor robe, it was the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun.

At this moment, Di Jun was looking at the desolate land, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's a pity that the desolate world is as chaotic as today, and no matter how it is deduced, it is still difficult to get a glimpse of the truth.

"Bai Ze, what do you think?" Di Jun turned his head and asked Bai Ze beside him.

For example, in today's court, in addition to Kai Dijun and Taiyi, Bai Ze and Kunpeng have the highest prestige.

Bai Ze is known for his resourcefulness, often prescient, and insightful.

Although he rarely fights with others directly, no one dares to underestimate him, let alone offend.

After all, no one wants to be buried in a pit for no reason.

Bai Ze's eyes narrowed slightly, his innate talent also lost its effect, and what he could see clearly in the past was now unable to see clearly.

But he doesn't rely on talent to eat, he still relies on his brain.

After a little muttering, Bai Ze said: "This matter is quite unusual, with the temper of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is impossible to give up just like that, and for a period of time, we have not seen the Twelve Ancestral Witches Qi Zhi again, there are only two possibilities for this situation." ”

Di Jun nodded: "The twelve ancestors can't come together, or they are planning some big moves behind their backs." And with the brains of the Wu clan's group of guys, it is more likely that the former, the twelve ancestors and witches will not be able to come together, and the twelve heavenly gods will no longer be able to take shape. ”

What made Di Jun and the others puzzled was the movements of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In the past, once the twelve ancestral witches recovered, they came to Buzhou Mountain to break through the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array with the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, and they persevered and never stopped.

Every time it is a catastrophe in Heavenly Court, and under the influence of this, the strong people in Heavenly Court have not fully recovered from their injuries now, and there is a trend of getting worse, and the situation is really not optimistic.

They can't help the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they can only stick to the Heavenly Court, and they don't have time to cultivate and recover, if they continue like this, sooner or later they will be consumed to death by the Wu Clan.

The Wu clan is reckless, and they are not stupid, seeing that they can drag down the heavenly court if they are consumed like this, they are not willing to fight with the heavenly court at any cost.

Each time, it was just the twelve ancestral witches as the leader, inflicting heavy blows on the heavenly court, and cutting the flesh with a blunt knife.

Emperor Jun and they can all see that the Wu clan does not want to pay a big price and wants to reduce losses, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the real main force.

And Heavenly Court also needs time, they need a method that can target the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But according to the usual practice, it was the day when the twelve ancestral witches returned to the heavenly court to spread wild, but they didn't see the twelve heavenly gods in the great array, which couldn't help but make them suspicious in their hearts and realize that something was wrong, which was not in line with the violent temper of the ancestral witches.

"Houtu." Bai Ze spoke, "I haven't seen the figure of the ancestral witch Houtu for a while. ”

A few people in the Heavenly Court thought about it and found that this was indeed the case, and the other ancestral witches still came to the Heavenly Court from time to time to call for formation, as usual, but they never saw the Houtu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, appear.

As the most powerful existence among the ancestral witches, they naturally would not ignore it.

"After that, I always feel that she is a little different from other ancestors......"

After Di Jun was silent, he didn't say anything, but asked about something else:

"How's that thing going?"

Di Jun looked at Jiuying, one of the demon handsomes, and Jiuying was specifically responsible for this matter.

"There are some obstacles, and there are disciples of the Explanation Sect and the only disciple of that person's sect interfering and interfering with us, but their strength is low, so they can only make me wait for a little more effort." Speaking of this, Jiu Ying's eyes were cold, "If it weren't for the fact that they came from the saint's ......"

Di Jun waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say much, after all, this kind of thing, no matter how much it says, there is no point in saying more, saints, they just can't afford to offend, so that in the face of the saint's disciples, they are all worried, this is a helpless thing.

Jiu Ying also understood this truth, and had no intention of complaining: "The disciple of the Interpretation Sect is still good at speaking, it is easy to drag it down, and the trouble is the only disciple of the Taiqing Sage." This person was born in the human race, and his cultivation is insignificant, but he carries the two supreme treasures of the Taiqing saint, and there are countless spiritual treasures of various kinds, which is really tricky, and the realm of ordinary Daluo is not his opponent. Not only that, but he was also one of the human races created by the Nüwa saint himself, and he was far more troublesome than a disciple of the teaching. ”

"If it weren't for them, that thing would have been successfully cultivated a long time ago, and now the remaining human race is mainly divided into three branches, one of which was sent to Wuzhuang Guan by the nosy guy of Hongyun at the beginning, sheltered by Zhen Yuanzi, and is in the western realm, I can't wait to make a move."

The Western Sect directly dominates the Western Realm, and is regarded by the Western Two Saints as their own dojo, so they have to be scrupulous.

"There is another human race, the largest in number, but it was sent to Qingqiu by Xuandu and others, and was taken away by several disciples of Qingqiu. Unlike the saint disciples such as the Expounding Sect, the few who came out of Qingqiu were not easy to deal with, and several Da Luo of my demon clan were easily killed, and Qingqiu was the place where those two were ......"

"Then don't worry about it, let them go, Qingqiu, those two, don't provoke subtlety." As he spoke, Di Jun looked at his younger brother Taiyi beside him.

The two of Qingqiu made very few moves, and the few known moves seemed to be with Taiyi.

Speaking of which, Taiyi has fought with those two people, in the Phoenix clan and Qinglian, and when they were competing for the innate gourd, they also fought with Qingxuan, and the results were all fiascos.

After that, Qing Xuan made another move and stopped the twelve heavenly gods of the twelve ancestral witches with one finger, so that the two clans stopped fighting.

"The remaining one, under the leadership of a few human ancestors, is making enemies of my demon clan everywhere, and even forming alliances with many unknown clans to disobey my demon clan. But thanks to their incompetence, that thing is almost finished. "Nine Infant Road.

Hearing this, not only Di Jun, but also the other Heavenly Court powerhouses also moved slightly, and their expressions unconsciously relaxed a lot.

"As long as the tortoise shell of the twelve ancestors is broken, why is my heavenly court afraid of the witch clan?" There is a strong man in the heavenly court, and he can't help but speak.

"What's more, there seems to be a problem with the Tuzu Witch after this battle, if my Heavenly Court wins, when the king is in the flood and there is no hindrance, then ......"

Maybe there will be an opportunity for sanctification, although the words are not spoken, but they all know it in their hearts.

Di Jun looked at the area east of Buzhou Mountain, and then looked south.

What happened to Houtu? For some reason, he always had an intuition that there would be a great change in heaven and earth, which faintly made him uneasy, but he didn't have the slightest clue.

Is the source of this uneasiness related to the ancestral witch's homeland?