Chapter 8: The Great War of the Ancestral Witches

As soon as these words came out, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were originally going to do it, were suddenly stunned!

Not for anything else, it's really Dijun's words are too ruthless!

As the lord of a great power, being able to say such things was simply incredible in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, after all, the monks of the Flood Era could be said to be extremely concerned about their own face and reputation.

But now?

Di Jun actually directly said that he didn't want to be cheeky and sneak into the Wu clan as an assassin to destroy their entire clan, how could this make the Twelve Ancestral Witches not be afraid of it and not be restrained by it.

At this point, the ten golden crows in the distance have left with it, and the golden crow rainbow technique is the world's premier escape technique, although it is only a golden immortal cultivation, but it is not something that ordinary people can catch up with when it is fully displayed.

"Whew~"

Seeing this, Di Jun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

At least the Ten Golden Crows have left, which also means that he will have no worries, even if he can't kill the Twelve Ancestral Witches in front of him now, and he may not even be his opponent, but if he wants to leave, there will be no problem.

"Di Jun, I really didn't expect you to dote on those ten flat-haired beasts so much, it really impresses me!"

At this time, Zhu Rong, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, suddenly spoke, and said with a mocking expression: "I thought you were a ruthless person, but I didn't expect that there would be such a weakness, hehe......"

Weakness?

Don't......

As soon as his pupils shrank, Di Jun immediately knew what Zhu Rong meant by this, and it was clear that the latter was going to use this to threaten him, and even hit the top ten golden crows with his idea.

For a while, a murderous aura emerged around Di Jun's body, and his eyes were staring at Zhu Rong and said: "Zhu Rong, if you dare to make a big deed to bully the small, then don't blame Emperor Ben for not caring about his face!"

"This is natural!"

Grinning, Zhu Rong looked a little hideous and said, "I'm not you, I can't do things like bullying the small!"

"Regardless of Di Jun, there are still a lot of great witches under my command, you better pray that your ten sons will not appear in the desolate land, otherwise, I can't guarantee their safety!"

These words immediately aroused the approval of the other ancestral witches beside him.

Although this is indeed a bit inferior, but so what, the two lich clans are mortal enemies, and the threat of killing the little golden crow is inevitable.

On the contrary, Di Jun's face was extremely gloomy at the moment, and his body was surging with murderous energy, looking extremely angry, which made the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the distance couldn't help laughing, with a smug gesture of discovering his weakness.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Seeing the reactions of the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jun snorted coldly in his heart, as long as the twelve ancestral witches didn't do anything, except for Hou Yi, who could get the ten golden crows among those big witches.

You must know that the great witch Kuafu's combat power is also extremely strong, but in the end, he was not consumed by the ten golden crows flying kites?

The most important thing is that once these witch clan's great witches start, the system will naturally release tasks, and then he can take this opportunity to get more rewards and quickly become stronger.

"Shame on you!"

Although he was overjoyed in his heart, Di Jun still pretended to be extremely angry on the surface, and the Sun and Moon Sword in his hand not only trembled, but the sharp sword qi began to roll, with a posture of wanting to move at any time.

Seeing this scene, the twelve ancestral witches saw it in their eyes, and the joy on their faces suddenly converged, their expressions were serious and solemn, they glanced at each other, and they reacted almost instantly.

However, in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches spread out again, surrounding Di Jun in the inner room, and the innate turbidity on his body began to boil and roll, and he scolded angrily: "Di Jun, don't want to leave today!"

"Emperor Jun, hurt my witch clan, this is your burial place!"

"Emperor Jun, today we will avenge the hatred of thousands of people of my Wu clan!"

“......”

Hearing this, Di Jun's heart was dignified, but he was also extremely sarcastic.

He can see that the monks of this era are extremely concerned about face and righteousness.

The Twelve Ancestors said such nonsense, undoubtedly because they wanted to stand on the moral high ground, but unfortunately, this move had no effect on Di Jun, he had no merit in his previous life, and his only ability was one: thick skin!

"If you want to fight, you will fight, how can this emperor be afraid of you!"

With a low cry in his mouth, Di Jun's heart moved, and he held the Sun and Moon Sword in his right hand and slashed at the twelve ancestors, and at the same time, his left hand pinched the law seal, and the river Tuluo book was bright, and it directly appeared under his head to form a large array of Luohe to envelop this area.

"It's not good, it's the Luohe Great Array!"

As an old opponent, they knew the power of the Luohe Great Array, and at the first time, the four wings behind Di Jiang flapped and flew out, and their mouths burst out: "Bomb it, otherwise Di Jun's mana will be endless!"

"Yes!"

The sound of what should be is resounded, Zhu Rong and other ancestors did not dare to slack off at this moment, the innate turbidity around the body was tumbling, the blood veins were boiling, and runes flew out from the flesh and blood, and streams of law fluctuations diffused out.

In the next second, Di Jiang's figure appeared in the area in front of Di Jun, his right hand clenched into a fist and burst out, and he burst out in his mouth: "Di Jun, suffer death!"

"Good time!"

In this regard, Di Jun was not afraid at all, after all, he had been fighting Di Jiang for so long, he had long been accustomed to the opponent's offensive methods, and after refining the thirty-six changes, he could clearly feel that his mastery of this body had reached almost perfection, and he would not be beaten by others without actual combat experience as at the beginning.

Without any hesitation, Di Jun's right hand Sun Moon Sword slashed, and the surging quasi-saint mana surged, and the sword qi slashed at Di Jiang's punch.

In the next second, fists and sword qi collided, and the terrifying destructive power permeated, and the surging aftermath spread in all directions.

"Uh-huh!"

With a muffled snort in their mouths, Di Jun and Di Jiang's bodies trembled, and they chose to retreat almost at the same time.

However, before Di Jun could breathe a sigh of relief, there were several sounds of breaking the air beside him, and following the prestige, you could see Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiang Liang and Tianwu attacking from four directions, one by one holding the sharp blades turned by the law, and the target was directly aimed at the vital points around him!

"Not good!"

His expression changed, and Di Jun's face was difficult to look at at the moment.

If nothing else, it was really the attack of the Twelve Ancestral Witches that was too fast and too tacit, and in such a situation, it was not as easy to deal with as a single battle, which made him even a little overwhelmed for a while.

But fortunately, it was only for a moment, Di Jun already had a plan in his heart, and he didn't fight hard with it, and during the golden black rainbow technique, his body turned into a golden light and instantly burst out from the spot.

In the next second, the sound of breaking the air resounded, and the attack of the four ancestors of Zhurong came, but it did not touch the figure of Di Jun.

At the same time, Di Jun's body quietly came to the back of Xuan Ming, one of the twelve ancestral witches, looking at his ugly appearance, with a touch of disgust and murderous intent in his eyes, he pinched his voice with his left hand, and the insight of Tiangang's thirty-six changes was displayed, and when his eyes were closed, a golden divine soul blade broke through the air and slashed out.