But Lao Tzu's eyes did not pay attention to Taiyi, but looked at the twelve ancestors and witches that he had disdained in the past.

The twelve ancestral witches flew towards the sky in a chaotic manner, Zhu Rong and the two co-workers laughed and scolded, competing for the top position from time to time, and the neat and consistent big witch battle array was completely different, giving people a sense of disorganization.

Gao Ge frowned, the arrangement of these twelve ancestral witches is definitely not a formation, why is the master still so concerned?

However, the battle of the top Lich master was imminent, so it was not good to ask the master at this time, so he had to press his doubts and wait and watch the battle between the two sides.

Zhu Rong took the lead in flying high into the air, and with a wave of his fist the size of the sand bowl, he smashed into Di Jun's face.

Di Jun frowned, a brainless reckless man, don't you know if you don't hit someone in the face?

He didn't drive Hetu Luoshu to defend, and pulled out a reddish three-foot broadsword, and slashed at Zhu Rong's fist with one sword.

The extremely dull loud noise exploded between the two of them in an instant, and the space where the fists and swords collided continued to disappear and regenerate.

Infinite tremendous power came from the top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure Flame Yuan Sword, Di Jun snorted, and the endless rules were instantly derived from his body, annihilating the law of power that Zhu Rong struck over, but he couldn't help but take a step back under his feet.

Zhu Rong was slashed by Di Jun's sword and rolled to the side, screamed strangely, jumped towards Taiyi, and punched again.

Taiyi smiled contemptuously and said with a sneer: "The pearl of rice grains, how dare you compete with the great sun?"

As soon as the Chaos Bell flickered, it smashed into Zhu Rong's fist.

Zhu Rong snorted, the fist momentum remained unchanged, the supreme power law appeared on the fist, and the power that was annihilated by Di Jun just now was instantly replenished, and several strength levels were also raised, so he had to touch Taiyi, the first master of the demon clan, and see how many catties he had.

Di Jiang was not worried that Zhu Rong fought against Taiyi alone, his figure flashed, and a huge fist also appeared in front of the Chaos Bell.

Xuan Ming's belligerence is no different from that of Zhu Rong and Gonggong, and when it comes to battle, he has always been competing for the first place, screaming and shouting, and the nail word war hammer flashed, and it also went to the Chaos Bell.

The three ancestral witches instantly formed a joint force to attack the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

As proud as Taiyi, how could he retreat, smile arrogantly, but took a step forward, and the Chaos Bell shook violently, "Bang!" The two fists were hammered, and the bell body swung towards Zhu Rong.

The three people who were immobilized by the innate treasure Chaos Bell shook suddenly, and infinite power was stimulated from the bodies of the three people, breaking free from the confinement of the Chaos Bell, and Di Jiang's fist and Xuan Ming's war hammer were castrated and attacked Taiyi.

Zhu Rong's appearance is extremely flamboyant and arrogant, but for Shang Taiyi, who is recognized as the ultimate supernatural person, the degree of attention in his heart has really increased to the pinnacle of his life.

With a loud shout, the law of flame and the law of strength were instantly exerted to the extreme, and the endless high temperature burned the space, isolating the confinement of the Chaos Bell, and the huge power like a planet impact gathered into a small fist and bombarded the Chaos Bell.

The Chaos Bell swept by, extinguishing the endless high temperature condensed by Zhu Rong, and neutralizing the infinite power of planet-destroying inspired by Zhu Rong, and the bell slammed Zhu Rong's fist, pressed Zhu Rong's arm, and hit Zhu Rong's body.

"Whew!" Zhu Rong let out a painful cry and was knocked out.

The Chaos Bell slammed into the heads of Di Jiang and Xuan Ming.

At this time, Taiyi turned his head to face Di Jiang and Xuan Ming, and the fist and the war hammer were about to hit him, Tai Yi stretched out his hand a little, distorting the space in front of him, and the fist and the war hammer were getting faster and faster, and the farther away Tai Yi was.

Di Jiang roared angrily, he was the Ancestor of Space, and now Taiyi was actually playing with space in front of him, and he was really blatantly contemptuous.

As soon as the space in front of him changed, Zhu Rong, who was knocked out, rolled and flew over, and Xuan Ming, who had withdrawn to avoid the Chaos Bell, just retreated to his side, and the three of them stood together again in an instant.

Taiyi frowned slightly, and the space was reversed by himself by Dijiang, and the Chaos Bell became farther and farther away, but the enemy appeared in front of him in an instant, snorted lightly, and the Chaos Bell shook, "dang" froze up and down, left and right, and instantly stood on top of Taiyi's head, and there were three ancestral witches in front of him.

Di Jun split Zhu Rong with a sword, and as soon as he gained a firm foothold, a monstrous wave crashed above his head, and Gonggong was invisible in the huge wave, carrying immeasurable water power, and smashed it with a punch.

Emperor Jun slashed horizontally on the huge waves, extinguished the water waves, and slashed vertically into Gonggong's fist, instantly stopping the momentum of Gonggong's advance, and the Yanyuan Sword was flattened, stabbing straight and taking Gonggong's heart.

"Boom", a huge thunder exploded in front of Di Jun, Di Jun drew his sword back to seal, the broadsword pressed forward, and the boundless explosion power all squeezed towards Gonggong.

Qiang Liang appeared beside Gonggong, stretched out his hand, and eliminated the power of the thunder, the two looked at each other the same, roared angrily, and hit Di Jun with one left and one right.

Candle Jiuyin loomed, facing Kunpeng, Kunpeng at this moment, revenge, peace of mind, a shocking pen impregnated by the merits of heaven and earth, already faintly some sense of merit to treasure, pointing to the sky and the earth, outlining the universe.

The ubiquitous and ever-present Candle Jiuyin reversed all the time and space around him, but there was no way to take him, and Kunpeng was not aggressive, he stabilized his position and wrestled with Candle Jiuyin.

Houtu, Jumang and Tianwu faced the six demon gods such as Bai Ze and Jiuying, and easily gained the upper hand with one enemy and two.

The twelve Heavenly Court Hall Lords fought fiercely, and the twelve Da Luo mid-stage peaks, in the eyes of the three ancestral witches, were no different from children, allowing them to hit and pull at will, just leaning on the railing and laughing, and scolding Fang Xuan's twelve demons were sad and angry to death, and only by fighting to the death and rescuing each other with all their strength could they barely save their lives under the hands of the three witches.

This battle situation was beyond the expectations of countless people who watched the battle.

The demon clan, which is known as the unprecedented and powerful demon clan, was suppressed by the Wu clan that had just emerged in terms of top-level combat power.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were originally classified as the top ten demon gods by the Flood Desolation, instantly rose two steps and were promoted to the top ranks of the great supernatural powers, alongside Fuxi, Styx, Dijun, Sanqing, etc.

In addition, the number of them is as high as twelve, and all of them show an aggressive appearance, and the difficulty index instantly surpassed the Heavenly Court Five, almost on par with the Xuanmen Sanqing.

Gao Ge couldn't have imagined that Zuwu's first collective appearance had achieved such a dazzling effect, and the demon clan giants who were condescending and pointing out the country just now were all gray-headed and gray-faced, and their voices were dull.

After tens of millions of years of apprenticeship, Gao Ge is extremely familiar with his master's temperament, even if the Wu clan's combat power has reached this point, it should not attract such serious attention from the master.

looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and then looked back at Lao Tzu, and before he could open his question, he heard Lao Tzu say: "You pay attention to Houtu." ”

When Gao Ge heard this, he paid attention to Houtu, and when the master said this, there must be a great relationship with Houtu.

Cultivation has reached the point of Taiyi and Dijun, everyone is already a complete world, the laws in the body are perfect, they can be self-sufficient, and every move is the power of a world.

And the ancestral witches, in addition to their respective supernatural powers, specializing in the law of strength, for countless years, the accumulated power is really terrifying, not inferior to any great supernatural power, plus the power of the witch clan has a good inheritance, and they are well versed in the gist of one force to reduce the ten, and between movement and stillness, it is also a world-class power that operates.

In the sky above the entire Buzhou Mountain, in the sky with a radius of tens of billions of miles, extremely dull collisions occurred intensively, countless spaces were shattered, thunder and lightning beat violently in the wind and rain, and the high temperature burned wantonly in the cold.

The desolate world struggled to maintain the normal operation of the space here, and the immeasurable aura was drawn from the top and bottom, left and right, and roared to replenish it, barely maintaining that the space would collapse on a large scale.

Gao Ge paid attention to it for a long time, and finally found that in the interior of this space, which was constantly shattered and destroyed, Houtu had not been far from the center of the battlefield.

The other eleven ancestral witches, when fighting with the demon clan, impulsively rushed to the west, fighting from top to bottom, and their body shape and position changed greatly.

Only the back soil, which moves steadily in the center of the country repeatedly and in a small area, always occupies the geometric center position of the ancestors.