The matter of the Eastern Prince's breakthrough into the quasi-saint and the establishment of the Flood Desolate Heavenly Court was soon spread all over the sky, and countless people were talking about it.

Buzhou Mountain, inside the Pangu Temple.

After Di Jiang heard this, he didn't say anything, but his face was embarrassed!

In the battle with the Raised Eyebrows Great Immortal, nearly half of their twelve ancestral witches were seriously injured, and only one person was left with complete combat strength, and the rest were either seriously injured and unconscious, or it was difficult to shoot.

The Eastern Princes took advantage of this time to establish the Flood Desolation Heavenly Court and gather the Flood Desolation Ten Thousand Immortals, the purpose was obvious, that is, to take advantage of the great damage to his Wu Clan's vitality to recruit those weak racial forces and unite with their Wu Clan to dominate the Flood Desolation Luck.

As for the demon clan?

Although it is known as the second largest race in the flood wilderness, it is just a plate of scattered sand!

Not to mention that the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't look down on it, even the Eastern Prince, who had just established the Heavenly Court, couldn't look down on it.

A group of rabble, what kind of climate can it become!

The prince of the east wants to dominate the flood wilderness and occupy the fortune of heaven and earth, and become the head of the male immortals worthy of the name.

The first obstacle in front of him is the Witch Clan!

And now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are seriously injured, it is a good time for him to establish his majesty and seize the fortune of the flood.

"Big brother, the prince of Nadong has already sent a messenger to join my Wu clan, let me wait or not?"

The sound of harvesting sounded in the Pangu Palace.

During this period of time, Di Jiang and the others were seriously injured, and the affairs of the Wu Clan were basically in charge of him!

"him, uncle, the prince of the east still wants my Wu clan to worship, if it weren't for my Zhurong being injured now, I would have stepped directly on the door of his heavenly court!"

Before Di Jiang could speak, Zhu Rong's voice had already sounded one step ahead.

"It's just the head of a Hongjun canonized male immortal, and he really thinks of himself as a character!"

"A group of rabble, when my twelve ancestors recover from their injuries, they will make him the prince of the east disappear!"

Not only Zhu Rong, but other ancestral witches also spoke one after another.

Hongjun didn't pay attention to them, Sanqing was even hammered on the ground by them, and a prince of the East dared to jump in front of them.

It's really an old birthday star who eats arsenic ----- has a long idle life!

"Enough is enough, shut up!" Di Jiang snorted coldly, and then said, "Tell the prince of the east that my Wu clan bows down and says that he is not worthy of the prince of the east, if there is any complaint, you can let him come to Buzhou Mountain to find me Di Jiang!"

"Yes, if he has a grudge against the prince of the east, you can let him come to me to find my twelve ancestors!!"

Zhu Rong and Gonggong and others said one after another.

A mere prince of the East, whose yang qi has turned into a form, actually wants to be powerful on the head of his twelve ancestors?

Delusion!

After Dijiang glanced at Zhu Rong and Gonggong, he said again,

"In addition, the Wu tribe that I decided before waiting for the ancestors to move out of Buzhou Mountain will continue as usual, so that the great witches such as Kuafu, the descendants, Xingtian, and Xiangliu will each lead a group out of Buzhou Mountain!"

"Although my Twelve Ancestors were seriously injured, they could not lose the majesty of the Father. ”

Di Jiang said one after another.

"Okay, I'm going!"

Hearing this, although Bei Shu was silent for a while, he still nodded in agreement.

"Big brother, is this move too aggressive!"

After taking it away, Houtu came from the depths of the Pangu Palace, and there was a strong look of worry on the beautiful face.

"I have to do it as a last resort, and there is no way to be a brother!"

Di Jiang sighed faintly.

At this time, it was extremely risky to move the Wu people out of Buzhou Mountain, but it was really time to do so.

With the current population of the Wu Clan, a living creature around Buzhou Mountain can no longer be satisfied.

You can't watch your people starve to death!

As long as Kuafu Dawu tries to restrain the clansmen to keep a low profile.

A few days later, outside Buzhou Mountain, the evil spirit was soaring, and the Wu clan army, which stretched for thousands of miles or even thousands of miles, moved out of Buzhou Mountain and headed for all directions of Buzhou Mountain.

The leader is Kuafu, Xingtian, Xiangliu, descendants, Jiufeng, these famous witch witches in later generations!

At the same time, Dongyang Mountain, a magnificent palace complex.

The prince of the east sat on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, and on his right hand was the quasi-holy power of King Pan.

Even in addition to the Pan King at the beginning and the other black-robed old man, there are also these other four quasi-saint early stage powers in the main hall at this moment!

It can be said that in today's Honghuang Immortal Court, in addition to the Eastern Prince, a powerhouse in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, there are as many as six powers in the early stage of the quasi-saint.

As for Da Luo Jin Xian, there are no less than 100!

It can be said that today's Heavenly Court soldiers are strong and strong!

It's just that the atmosphere in the hall is a little dignified at this moment.

"Arrogance, arrogance, where did the Twelve Ancestors and Witches take my Heavenly Court?"

The prince of the east said with a gloomy face.

Di Jiang really thought that he was just a Da Luo Jin Immortal?

Now that he has entered the middle stage of the quasi-sainthood, what else is he afraid of?

"Come on, follow me to level Buzhou Mountain!"

The more the prince of the east thought about it, the more angry he became, and ordered directly.

"Emperor, no, no!"

Seeing that the prince of the east had a disagreement and directly entered the Buzhou Mountain, King Pan was shocked in his heart and hurriedly dissuaded.

Now that the Heavenly Court of the Flood Desolation has just been established, it is far from reaching the peak level, and now it is hard to meet with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and it is good to win, but the luck that has just gathered up is gone if it loses.

"That's right, Emperor, those Twelve Ancestors are just a group of reckless people, why bother with him!"

"My Heavenly Court occupies the Heaven and Earth Qi Luck, and when the Qi Luck reaches its peak in the future, his Wu Clan will be defeated!"

The other quasi-saint powerhouses also spoke one after another.

They are here to report the group for warmth, but it's really not to achieve the hegemony of your Eastern Prince!

Seeing that as soon as he opened his mouth, these desolate powers directly blocked him, and the prince of the east also sneered in his heart.

"Since this is the case, the Twelve Ancestors Wu Ben Immortal Emperor will not care about him, and now that the people of his Wu clan have moved out of Buzhou Mountain, they will also be under the control of my Heavenly Court, otherwise how can I still lead the flood in the future?"

The prince of the east said coldly.

It is like the posture of the lord of the desolate heaven and earth.

The great power of the desolation who was present could only be silent for a while.

"Since this is the case, then this trip will be taken by the Emperor of the Poor Dao!"

A powerhouse in the middle of Da Luo stepped out and said respectfully.

"In that case, there is labor!"

Seeing someone stand up, the face of the Eastern Prince's face softened slightly.

A moment later, a pair of brightly armored Heavenly Court armies flew out from within Dongyang Mountain and headed towards the endless desolation.

"This prince of the East is also a fool, who is not good to pick, he actually picks the Wu clan to start his way, I think his army is estimated to be meat buns and dogs, and there is no return. ”

On the Sun Star, the idle and bored Di Jun looked at the scene outside Dongyang Mountain and said with a smile.

"Hmph, a fool who thinks very highly of himself, really thinks that he can empty his eyes by setting up an immortal court? As long as the Twelve Ancestral Witches are out of the customs, it will definitely be the time when the Eastern Princes will perish. ”

Donghuang Taiyi took the immortal wine in front of him and drank it all, and said with disdain.

The Twelve Ancestors were seriously injured, and the strength of the Wu Clan has declined to the extreme, but after all, the Wu Clan is monolithic, and the cohesion of the Immortal Court is much stronger than that of the Eastern Prince.

Even if the prince of the east makes a move against ordinary Wu clansmen, what can he do?

As long as the Twelve Ancestors are there, and the Pangu Hall is there, the roots of the Wu clan are still there!

"What if you do?"

At this moment, Dao Chen's voice suddenly sounded.