Outside the mountain, the twelve heavens and the earth, like the figures of the Chaos Demon God, quietly standing and in the void, there is a terrifying evil aura between the surrounding bodies.

Although it only stood quietly, the occasional wisps of breath made the whole world change color.

"Welcome to the ancestral witch!"

With the appearance of these twelve figures, under the foot of the entire Buzhou Mountain, among all the Wu tribes, there was a tsunami-like cheer.

A man of the Wu clan knelt on the ground and looked at the twelve figures with a fanatical expression.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are out!

Their good days are coming!

Sure enough, at the moment when this thought flashed in the hearts of all the witch clans, Di Jiang, who was the leader of the twelve ancestral witches, stepped out, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be overturned, and appeared directly on the top of Buzhou Mountain, looking at all the desolate powers who came here with a look of disdain.

"Today, my emperor river, announce the flood famine, from now on, my Wu tribe will be divided into twelve tribes, led by twelve brothers and sisters, move out of Buzhou Mountain, and disperse the flood famine!"

Di Jiang opened his mouth loudly, and the sound was like a bell, like a thunderstorm, exploding in the entire flood wilderness.

"It's time to come!"

As soon as these words came out, all the demon clan demons present, and even the powerful people among the desolate clans, their faces suddenly gloomy.

Although the Wu clan was also divided into twelve tribes before, they didn't care about the names of the twelve tribes because they were all gathered in Buzhou Mountain.

But now, Dijiang is in front of all the great powers of the wilderness, announcing it to the world.

This also means that once these twelve tribes are officially divided, and each of their twelve ancestors and witches will lead a scattered flood land, it will undoubtedly be a great shock to them, who are already far away from the mountains.

After all, no matter how arrogant the Wu clan was before, it was only limited to a radius of hundreds of millions of miles in Buzhou Mountain.

As long as they don't get close to Buzhou Mountain, it's fine.

But now I still have this idea, but I'm afraid that I don't even know how to die.

With the arrogant and domineering character of the Wu Clan, even if you provoke them, they will come to provoke you.

Because in the eyes of the Wics, all non-Wicans are their food!

Unless he can't afford to mess with him!

For example, Daochen, Nuwa, and Sanqing are the top powers of the flood wilderness.

As for wanting to take advantage of the separation of the twelve ancestral witches, they will attack them in groups?

Now the twelve ancestral witches have all stepped into the physical body and broken through to the quasi-holy realm, and the physical body is comparable to the top-grade innate spirit treasure, just standing there and letting them fight, they may not even be able to break the true body of the ancestral witch.

Not to mention the siege.

After all, the true body of the ancestral witch is not a joke, especially the true body of the ancestral witch who has stepped into the quasi-saint realm!

Therefore, as soon as Di Jiang's words came out, all the great powers of the desolation, especially those who had ethnic groups behind them, had gloomy faces and could drip water!

"Is the Lich Tribulation really about to break out?"

Dao Chen's brows were also furrowed.

It is foreseeable that if the entire Wu clan really moves out of Buzhou Mountain, what a bloody storm will be set off at that time.

Countless creatures will die tragically in the process of the expansion of the Wu Clan.

The power of cause and effect generated by endless slaughter is the best medicine to ignite the Lich's Calamity.

"Alas. ”

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in the void, and Fu Xi's figure reappeared.

He still can't let go after all!

Only this time, Fu Xi did not use this matter to persuade Dao Chen to join the main demon clan.

Because he already had a premonition that this would be an unprecedented catastrophe, and he didn't know how many desolate creatures would be buried in it.

Dao Chen chose not to join the demon clan, and he might be able to escape this catastrophe.

But are things really as simple as he thinks?

Just when everyone was thinking about how to deal with the Wu clan's move out of Buzhou Mountain and disperse the flood, the eleven ancestral witches under Di Jiang stepped out.

A demon god phantom that was completely condensed by evil qi suddenly appeared in the sky above Buzhou Mountain, and the face was extremely blurry, and it was impossible to see really, but it could be seen and distinguished just from the outline.

This demon god phantom that stands up to the sky and the earth is none other than the pioneer of the desolate world--- Pangu!

"Father?"

At the moment when the Pangu phantom appeared, in Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing, who was sitting in retreat, also raised his head suddenly, looking at the direction of Buzhou Mountain with a solemn expression.

Here it comes!

It's time to come!

Sure enough, the next moment.

Suddenly a voice sounded between heaven and earth,

"My Wu clan was born with the bloodline of Pangu, as the descendants of Pangu, now my twelve brothers and sisters have stepped into the quasi-holy realm, and want to challenge Sanqing after three thousand years, mention the father God to prove, just ask you if Sanqing dares to fight!"

The person who spoke was Di Jiang, at this moment Di Jiang's face was majestic, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were as bright as the sun, full of monstrous war intent.

"Do you dare to fight?"

As Di Jiang's voice fell, the Demon God Phantom entrenched behind the Twelve Ancestral Witches also let out a terrifying roar.

The sound was like thunder, exploding in the entire desolate void, and the thunderclouds rolled as if the end was coming.

The sky is mighty!

"The war book has been written, and it will be up to Sanqing to deal with it. ”

"I'm only afraid of the danger of Sanqing in this battle!"

"This is not necessarily, Sanqing is the Pangu Great God Yuan Shen, and he is a disciple of a saint, there are many means, this battle is not to the end, who dares to draw conclusions!"

"If you want me to say, if you want to say, if the Three Qings can really suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches in this battle, it will not be a blessing for my hundreds of millions of living beings. ”

"Of course it's best, but can the three Qings really suppress the Lord Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

......

All of a sudden, almost all the eyes of the great powers of the flood fell to the place where Kunlun Mountain was located.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches challenge, will Sanqing take it?

After all, now that the twelve ancestors have all stepped into the quasi-saint realm, although Sanqing is strong, he has only just beheaded a corpse.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands!

"Will you really pick it up?"

Dao Chen looked at Buzhou Mountain with interest.

When the Heavenly Daoist left the Sun Star, he had already made his words very clear.

It's better not to fight.

If you fight?

Defeat!

If it can be dragged to Hongjun's three lectures, after the treasure cliff is divided, there may be a possibility of winning.

But now, not to mention 3,000 years, even 30,000 years, the result is the same.

Because the Twelve Ancestral Witches only cultivate the physical body, and they do not rest on the primordial spirit, for them, the best weapon is the physical body.

However, Sanqing has not cultivated the physical body, and the strength of his body is all dependent on spiritual treasures.

With the power of the spirit treasure in their hands alone, even if the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not summon the Pangu True Body, they could easily ravage them.

"Fight!"

Just when all the great powers of the desolation, including Dao Chen, were guessing whether Sanqing would fight, Lao Tzu's voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Since Lao Tzu, the head of the Three Qings, agreed, it also means this stop.

They took it three!