Now all this makes Di Jun shrink back, and the reason is because the current Kunpeng Ancestor is too powerful.

The power of the Northern Stygian Sea made Emperor Jun jealous, and on the premise that he was not sure to quickly take down the Kunpeng Ancestor, the Demon Clan's side had to take care of the Wu Clan and some other factors.

If the Demon Emperor Jun went out with a large army and was tripped by the Kunpeng Ancestor in the Northern Stygian Sea, then the base camp of the demon clan would be in a weak gap.

At that time, there is no need for the twelve ancestral witches to come together, but I am afraid that one ancestral witch will be able to take some witches to set foot on the territory that their demon clan has worked so hard to build.

All this seems complicated, but in fact, it is because the current Kunpeng has enough weight and enough strength to make the demon clan fearful, so it will have some favorable results for the entire Northern Stygian Sea.

If the current Kunpeng Ancestor is still the same as in the previous trajectory of fate, I am afraid that the Demon Emperor Jun will directly enter the Northern Styx Sea, and then successfully take down the Kunpeng Ancestor.

Everything has quietly changed after the arrival of the Kunpeng Ancestor.

"When Fuxi Daoyou and Nuwa Daoyou join the demon clan, our two brothers will go to the North Styx Sea again, and I will see if his Kunpeng Ancestor has three heads and six arms!"

Di Jun's eyes were full of cold light, he was not very jealous of Kunpeng Ancestor, but now that the situation was compelling, he had to consider all aspects.

If they fight alone, Di Jun and Tai Yi join forces, they will not take Kunpeng Ancestor to heart.

As a three-legged golden crow, the god of the sun and stars, the pride in Di Jun's heart is no less than Taiyi.

"Since the eldest brother has made up his mind, then we will actively prepare, and when the time comes, we must take down Kunpeng in one fell swoop!"

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes are full of war, he hasn't fought for a long time in these years, and Donghuang Taiyi is still very much looking forward to the battle with Kunpeng Ancestor.

It's just that in the eyes of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Kunpeng Ancestor faced him, and the other party had no chance of winning at all.

The affairs on the side of the demon clan have calmed down for the time being, and in the North Stygian Sea, countless monks are also in emergency retreat.

The cold comes and goes, but the North Stygian Sea has always been bitterly cold, and the cold wind is whistling by, and there is a vast expanse within millions of miles.

When the Kunpeng Ancestor woke up in the retreat, he looked up and saw that the entire Immortal Island was even more lively than before.

After all these years of development, the number of living beings on the North Immortal Island has become extremely considerable, and the power of luck has also become very strong.

"It's coming soon, Hongjun Daozu opened the altar to preach, you can't miss it!"

Kunpeng Ancestor walked out of the Northern Netherworld Divine Palace, and at this time, the Great God of Ji Meng had already prepared.

For the preaching of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, all living beings attach great importance to it, after all, many monks now have a dark eye for the path after Da Luo Jin Xian, and they don't know how to practice at all.

Seeing the Kunpeng Ancestor coming out of the customs, Ji Meng immediately greeted him.

"Kunpeng Immortal Venerable, Dao Ancestor is going to open the altar to preach in the near future, shouldn't you and I also set off?"

"The time has indeed come, let's go to Zixiao Palace!"

After Kunpeng Ancestor briefly explained to his subordinates, he immediately took Ji Meng and went away for thirty-three days.

As for the demon clan will sneak attack at this time, Kunpeng Ancestor is not worried at all.

He didn't think that the Demon Emperor Jun would be so short-sighted, after all, attacking the North Styx Sea at this time, and Kunpeng was not there, he could only break the North Stygian Immortal Island, which would not do the demon clan any good, but would miss the Dao Ancestor's preaching time.

Just as Kunpeng Ancestor thought, after he left the Northern Immortal Island, the demon clan also left one after another, and came towards Zixiao Palace together.

At this time, in the entire desolate world, there were lights everywhere, and these were obviously going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Taoist ancestors.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a quaint temple stands among the towering ancient trees, and a trace of coercion spreads.

The temple is carved with endless patterns, mysterious and complex, if you look at it for a long time, you will even have the illusion of being swallowed by the patterns.

This temple is the base camp of the Wu clan, the Pangu Temple.

At this time, in the Pangu Temple, the twelve ancestral witches were gathering here.

The Pangu Temple originally had the effect of covering up the heavens, so no one with great magical powers could find out where the temple was.

Unless you see it with your own eyes, you can't discover this temple with your divine sense.

Now the Twelve Ancestral Witches were hesitant one by one, and they had obviously encountered something that could not be decided.

"Big brother, I think we should go to Zixiao Palace, no matter what the result is, we can at least know the two of the demon clan, what they got from it!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu's eyes flashed, and he was very supportive of going to Zixiao Palace.

The Wu clan does not respect heaven and earth, only respects Pangu, and they practice the way of the flesh and gods, and if they go to the Zixiao Palace, they will probably get nothing.

After all, what the Dao Ancestor passed down is the way of the Yuan Shen, which is incompatible with their Wu clan.

"Brothers, I also want to go and see, I heard that Dao Ancestor is the first saint of the flood wilderness, we have never seen anything special about the saint!"

A sweet voice sounded, it was the youngest of the twelve ancestral witches, the Houtu Ancestral Witch.

Houtuzu Wu Tianzi is beautiful, beautiful and extraordinary, accompanied by the youthful smile on her face, there is indeed a kind of charm that captivates the country and the city.

All the ancestral witches focused on the Dijiang ancestral witch, as the first ancestral witch, many things of the witch clan had to be decided by him.

The twelve ancestral witches also have great trust and respect for the Dijiang ancestral witches.

Emperor Jiang Zuwu is generous, benevolent, fair, and selfless, and has great magical powers, so only he can serve the public.

Dijiang Ancestor Wu's sturdy body exuded a powerful aura, and his resolute face also had a smile.

"Younger brothers and sisters want to go to Zixiao Palace, then let's go for a walk, our twelve ancestors are here, who else can stop us!"

Dijiang Ancestral Witch stood up, he had never been afraid, even if there was a Saint Supreme in Zixiao Palace, their Wu clan had nothing to hesitate and fear.

This trip to Zixiao Palace can not only give you a long insight, but also explore the reality of the demon clan.

If they can find out the details of the Demon Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, it will be a great benefit to their Wu clan.

At this time, when all the ancestors saw that Di Jiang agreed, they were not bothering about anything.

The Wu clan is not afraid of everything, advancing and retreating together, since the Emperor Jiang Ancestor Wu has decided to go to Zixiao Palace, then they will go out together.

As for the demon clan, now that the demon emperor has been there for thirty-three days, the other demon clans don't dare to come to attack Buzhou Mountain at all.

The Twelve Ancestors and Witches had decided to discuss, and they also drove their own clouds and came to the thirty-three days away.

In front of today's Zixiao Palace, the palace gate has long been opened, and monks from all walks of life have gathered here.