"Hou Yi and Xingtian are all ......"

Xuan Ming's voice was a little quiet, the only goddess left among the twelve ancestral witches, she also grew up watching these great witches, Hou Yi Xingtian was still the child running around behind Hou Tu and Zhu Rong in her memory.

But they didn't expect to hear their news again that it was already goodbye, although Hou Yi was not dead, but his soul was scattered, and only a little true spirit was left, even if he was resurrected in the future, it was not the familiar Hou Yi they knew.

It's just a new life that was affected by Hou Yi's true spirit, although Xingtian didn't have a soul, but the true spirit was sealed in the body, and all the blood was silent in the body, but his soul was buried deep in the skull, although the Wu clan didn't have a soul, but the soul was still an extremely important thing.

But there is only his headless body under Changyang Mountain, and the head is missing, and the Wu clan who has lost two great witches can now be said to be in a state of collapse, and the number has just been counted, and the Wu clan children brought back are only less than 100,000, and Chiyou and the iron-eating beast are also seriously injured and cannot continue to attack.

Before leaving, the two great witches, Xingtian and Chiyou, were majestic and high-spirited, and the millions of witches led by them launched an attack on the heavenly realm, but they miscalculated the comparison of the combat power of Hou Yi, Chang Xi, and Xi He, resulting in such a situation.

"Lord Zuwu, this time it is too late for us to take charge, please punish, if I can make up for one or two, I will definitely go all out and go to the soup and fire, and I will not give up!"

Xiang Liu on the side said softly, his face was like ashes, kneeling in the center of the main hall, his eyes were blank, Jiuying was still guarding against the sneak attack of the Northern Demon Master Palace, so he didn't come to ask for guilt, but he was about to come back, and now the Ancestral Witch Hall is open again, and the twelve ancestral witches are back in the wilderness, and the roar of the golden dragon of the Wu Clan's luck that resounded through the world can be seen by Da Luo.

That old Kunpeng man in the Demon Master Palace probably wouldn't have the courage to brush the tiger's whiskers and personally violate the majesty of the ancestors of the Wu Clan! This time, the Wu Clan suffered a big loss, and was about to find a powerful existence, and Kunpeng didn't want to directly crash into the hands of the ancestral witches.

"It's okay, leave this matter aside for the time being, even if your plans are seamless, those high-ranking saints can completely destroy all your plans!"

Wu Shen said in a deep voice, waved his hand, and did not have the fat Xiangliu, from the actions of Taishang and Yuan Shi, it can be seen that the current situation is definitely inseparable from them, besides, the saint has long been afraid of the two lich clans, and he will have the intention of getting rid of them, and now that he is seized, where can he easily let it go?

"Wu Shen, you don't have to defend them too much, the punishment is certain, just let them make meritorious contributions and take the lead!" Di Jiang's deep voice came, with a rumbling thunder, and the space echoed around, echoing like glass inch by inch.

It can be said that the current Wu Clan's ancestral witch hall has been separated from the dimension of the Flood Desolate Continent and has become a space that is free from the outside.

"Big brother, this is ......"

Tian Wu on the side didn't know why, looking at his eldest brother, he was about to speak, but he saw that Wu Shen also had a cold face, and then the causal thread in his hand was wrapped in his hand and flew out in all directions.

"Really presumptuous!" As soon as the words fell, somewhere outside the mountain, Qingxu Daode Tianzun and Guang Chengzi spit out a mouthful of blood together, and the Haotian Mirror in their hands became so hot, but the two great gods did not dare to slack off, and directly turned into a streamer and flew away.

The ancestral witch hall of the Wu clan is the skull of Pangu, although it has lost a lot of power because of the fracture of Buzhou Mountain, but it is not something that can be watched at will, Haotian Mirror is the magic weapon of the Taishang Daoist, it seems that the saint's subordinates are really determined to calculate their Lich clans.

Hehehe, don't think about it, it must be very lively above the heavenly court now! Wu Shen thought so in his heart, but he just glanced at Di Jiang above the main throne and didn't say much......

At the same time, on the Heavenly Court, the sea of stars can be described as very lively, countless heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals are chasing and intercepting, the Tianhe Water Army is all over the galaxy, and countless sectarian immortals show their magical powers, passing through countless streamers, and a handsome Taoist just blocked the Bai Ze feather fan attacking from behind, and was shocked by the sound of a bronze bell.

I can't turn my mind for a long time, this person is the great disciple of the sect leader Tongtian, a Duobao Daoist, whose name is Duobao, naturally he will not be unworthy of his name.

I saw that this person didn't do anything, but the pagoda behind him bloomed with brilliance, three heads and six arms appeared, each arm pinched a spiritual treasure, and the treasure light around him was shining in an instant, and a small purple thunder hammer appeared above the Qingyun above his head, turning into a lightning light and rushing towards the military formation of the heavenly soldiers, and then hammered out a big road, and then walked away.

Only the demon saints all over the ground were left covering their aching bodies, watching the sect disciples slash in front of them one by one, and with a hateful shake of their hands, Emperor Bai Ze's face was gloomy, and then he could only withdraw the feather fan and fly towards the Nine Heavens.

"Hmph! This is how my Heavenly Court is being entered and exited by those little hairy children? The huge Heavenly Court is like a sieve, this is the dignified Emperor Bai Ze?"

Di Jun looked at Bai Ze who was standing hanging down below, and he couldn't bear to continue to scold this old minister, Bai Ze has paid too much for the demon clan, and among the four emperors, only Bai Ze is really for the demon clan, old friends back then, how many are left now?

"Jumen, you go, cooperate with the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and be sure to bring that guy to me!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The giant gate received the order and went out with a bitter face, who didn't know that this was deliberately supporting him, they all knew that he was the heart and soul of the sect leader, how could the big disciple of the sect be brought back by him, after all, it was just an excuse.

Emperor Jun watched the giant gate go away, and walked step by step on the steps of the Jinluan Hall to Bai Ze and Qi Qi, step ninety-nine, meaning nine heavens, nine is the extreme, ninety-nine is the extreme number, there is nothing more noble in heaven and earth.

"Your Majesty......" Qi Qi came to Di Jun's side, looking at him, a pair of red eyes had already revealed exhaustion, deep tiredness was revealed on his body, this invincible man in the vertical and horizontal universe showed an appearance that he had never seen in front of outsiders in front of his own brothers.

"Qiqi, how many years have we known each other?"

Di Jun sat on the bottom steps, stared blankly at the eternal sun outside the hall, and asked softly.

"It's been nine Yuan Hui, and I can't remember the specific ministers. Qi Qi shook his head, time is such a terrible thing, so terrible that it will make you forget it unconsciously, but you can't help but think about it.

"Nine! Nine!" Dijun seemed to think of something, looked at the sky above his head, and laughed.

Bai Ze looked at this familiar and unfamiliar emperor, and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes...!