"Thank you, Lord Mountain God!" Di Jiang is not hypocritical, Lord Mountain God is unfathomable, and it will definitely be of great benefit to the Wu Clan if he owes him a great cause and effect.

Hearing this, Zhou Shan couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Brother Dijiang, we don't know each other if we don't fight, don't call me any more adults, it seems to be angry." ”

Di Jiang scratched his head, and then said in deep agreement: "What Brother Zhou said is extremely true. ”

Seeing this scene, the corners of Houtu's lips couldn't help but set off a trace of arc, it was a great fortune that the Wu clan could make such a brother, "Brother Zhou, my Wu clan has a secret witch wine brewed for 10,000 years, and I also invite Brother Zhou to go to a story, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return." ”

"Since the Houtu sister is warmly invited, it is disrespectful to be a brother. ”

Then, the Twelve Ancestors took Zhou Shan, Yuan Huang, Kong Xuan, and Golden-winged Dapeng as guests and warmly entertained them.

After three rounds of drinking, a group of people instantly became one, like brothers.

Although there has been friction before, however, these people of the Wu clan have a pure and straightforward personality, one is one, and two is two, which makes Zhou Shan quite admired.

He likes to deal with people like that.

Moreover, the fire god Zhu Rong, the time ancestor Wu Candle Jiuyin and others also apologized to Zhou Shan one after another, if Zhou Shan was still angry, it would be too small.

As a result, in the entire Pangu Temple, there was a joyful atmosphere, and everyone was very happy, full of laughter.

Bang!

At this time, a violent roar suddenly resounded, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In the next moment, a thick and loud voice came out, "The way of heaven is above, today, my emperor Jun proclaimed himself the demon emperor, commanded the demons in the world, and sheltered all the demon clans!"

"Because the demon clan is scattered and chaotic, it has been persecuted by the rest of the tribes and oppressed. ”

"My emperor is blessed with a unique hand, born with a great source of blessings, he should be the manager of the demons, unify the demons of the flood and wilderness, and look to the heavens to learn from them!"

This voice came from the Sun Star, Di Jun was already ambitious, and when he was in Zixiao Palace, he was quite angry when he saw that the prince of the East was named the head of the male immortals by the Hongjun Sage.

Now, the prince of the east has fallen, and after thousands of years of cultivation, Emperor Jun has made a breakthrough and has reached the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Therefore, at this opportune time, Di Jun jumped out and proclaimed himself the Demon Emperor.

He faced the sky and swore by the way of heaven, and the sound was like a bell, spreading throughout the entire desolate land.

Suddenly, all living beings were shocked.

Before he could react, another earth-shattering voice followed, "From now on, I Taiyi will proclaim himself the Eastern Emperor, and I am willing to follow my brother to unify the demons of the Flood Desolation, gather all the demon clans, twist them into a force, and look at the heavens to learn from them!"

Bang!

When the words fell, there was an inexplicable shock in the sky, and then a huge golden cloud suddenly appeared, shining brightly and shining on the nine heavens and ten earths.

Then, the golden cloud split into two and floated towards Dijun and Taiyi respectively as if spiritual, and landed above them.

This is actually a golden cloud of merit.

Emperor Juntai was ecstatic for a moment, and at this moment, they all felt that they had infinite luck, as if the entire desolate world was their own back garden, and they could do whatever they wanted.

In the Pangu Temple, the Twelve Ancestors and Witches, who were still a little drunk, were shocked and woke up in shock.

"Bastard thing! Two flat-haired beasts, they actually dare to call themselves the Demon Emperor Donghuang, they can't do it for themselves!"

"Although these two beasts want to dominate the Flood Desolation Demon Clan, they obviously want to establish their power and dominate the Flood Desolation World!"

"Yes, they intend to dominate the flood wilderness, but they are just under the guise of managing the demon clan!"

"Big brother, don't be impatient, I'm going to tear those two flat-haired beasts!"

Zhu Rongdeng, who had the hottest temper, raised his brows, and stood up with that, clenching a pair of iron fists, ready to kill the sun and star with a fierce momentum.

"Wait!" Di Jiang hurriedly got up and stopped Zhu Rong, "Although these two flat-haired beasts are hateful, they have actually been awarded merits by the Heavenly Dao, which proves that they have a great source of blessing, and it is extremely unwise to fight them at this time, and they need to think in the long run!"

"Big brother, what should I do then? Do you just let those two flat-haired beasts form a force?"

All the ancestors looked at the Emperor River, full of anger.

Now, a long time has passed since the battle between Dao and Demon, and the current desolate world has formed a new pattern, with the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan being the most powerful.

However, although the demon clan is numerous, there are hundreds of millions, but due to the lack of management, it is indeed a scattered pattern.

And the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan were born brothers, and they are both prosperous and lossy, which is stronger than the Wu clan.

The so-called one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, living together in a desolate world, and there will inevitably be friction between them.

Although they are all small contradictions, they have accumulated grudges, at this time, I heard that Emperor Jun proclaimed himself the Demon Emperor, and Taiyi proclaimed himself the Eastern Emperor, and the Twelve Ancestors naturally felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

And angry voices like this are being staged in all corners, after all, the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace are all great supernatural powers, and there is no shortage of ambitious people.

The Sea of the North Stygian.

It was dark, silent, desolate, except for the faint sound of flowing water, which was extremely monotonous, as if it had come to the end of the world.

And in the middle of this boundless ocean, there is a huge palace floating, like a steel fortress, unshakable, even the huge North Hells cannot swallow it.

This is the residence of Kunpeng.

He was meditating and practicing, when he suddenly heard the oath of Dijun and Taiyi, and suddenly woke up.

Those huge eyes were full of gloomy color, which made people chill.

Click!

Kunpeng turned into a gray-robed Taoist, and suddenly stood up, his fists clenched, and there was a crisp sound of bone joints, showing the anger in his heart.

"It's really unreasonable for the two three-legged golden crows to actually intend to rule the demons of the desolate wilderness and call the emperor the emperor?"

Kunpeng's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, extremely hideous.

He has long had such ambitions, but he doesn't want to be preempted by Emperor Juntaiyi.

......

At the same time, the Kunlun Mountains.

"Big brother, just two beasts with fur and horns actually intend to dominate the desolate world, and they don't even take us and other Pangu Authentic Sects in their eyes!" Yuan Shi's expression was low and angry.

"Senior brother, what should it do? It's just a name, we still have to cultivate in peace, in order to reach the supreme saint realm as soon as possible!"

Lao Tzu frowned and was about to say something.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook violently again, and then, a deafening and deafening voice resounded through the desolate world.

"My Dijiang, Candle Jiuyin, Extravagant Corpse, Bei Harvest, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Xuanming, Tianwu, Qiangliang, and the Twelve Ancestors of Xizi From now on, the twelve ancestors and witches will jointly establish the Wu Clan, take charge of the desolate land, and use this as the foundation to suppress luck with the Pangu Temple!"

At the foot of the mountain, the voices of the twelve ancestors were high-pitched and majestic, spreading to every corner.

Since then, the pattern of the demon clan holding the sky and the witch clan holding the land has taken shape.