"What's going on!"

"What a terrible aftermath, how is the battle over there!"

"My God, the hardness of that Innate Spirit Fruit-level Love Tree is comparable to that of an Innate Spirit Treasure, but it was actually destroyed in an instant, what a terrible battle this is!"

“......”

The exclamations continued, and the monks of the two lich clans in the land of Qingqiu all turned their heads to look at the dark whirlpool at this moment, and at the same time as their hearts were shocked, the ten demon handsomes and many great witches also hurried to the field.

There is no way, the aftermath of such a powerful battle is indeed unsettling.

If something happened to Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it would be absolutely unacceptable for the two Lich clans.

Phew-

The five colors were bright, Kong Xuan took the lead in resisting the field, and after seeing Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in mid-air, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and floated forward and said, "Meet the master!"

"Meet Uncle Shi!"

"Get up!"

After coming back to his senses, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi glanced at each other, then waved his hand to let Kong Xuan get up, and then said, "Kong Xuan, how are you injured?"

"Back to Master, the disciple's injuries have recovered!"

Smiling slightly, Kong Xuan came to Di Jun's side and said, "In three hundred years, the disciple has not only recovered from his injuries, but has also touched the bottleneck of the middle stage of the quasi-saint, I believe that he will be able to break through soon!"

What the!

Three hundred years!

The pupils shrank, and the eyes of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Tai all rose in shock.

They didn't care about time at all in that small world, but now that they came out of it, they realized that a full three hundred years had passed, which was incredible.

Three hundred years!

That's 300 years.

How could Pangu Yuanshen and Pangu Flesh be able to fight for so long? This endurance is really not to be underestimated.

Phew-

Phew-

At this time, the top ten demon marshals broke through the sky, and after arriving in the field, they saw Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and Kong Xuan for the first time, and their inner worries suddenly dissipated, and after breathing a sigh of relief, they bowed down and saluted: "Meet the Demon Emperor!"

"Meet the Demon Emperor!"

Nodding, Di Jun waved his hand to signal the ten demon marshals to get up, his eyes wandered over the ten people, in three hundred years, their own cultivation has improved a little, although they have not made a big breakthrough, but they have not stopped.

However, just as Di Jun was about to say something, an angry roar came from the ground below: "Demon Emperor, where are the ancestors of our clan?"

Following the prestige, you can see Hou Yi, Xingtian, Chi You and other witch clan witches came to the field, after not seeing the figure of the twelve ancestor witches, they were all anxious, one by one the turbid qi rolled around, staring at Di Jun and the others The eyes were full of anger.

Obviously, they thought that the disappearance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches had something to do with Di Jun, although they knew that there was a huge gap in the cultivation of the two sides, but they didn't have much fear, and even vaguely had a posture of breaking the boat.

"Presumptuous!"

Before Di Jun could speak, Kong Xuan on the side flew out, condescendingly looking at Hou Yi and the other great witches on the ground, and the quasi-holy coercion on his body swept through, and said coldly: "How can the name of the master be called directly!"

"If you great witches want to die, I can fulfill you!"

At this moment, Kong Xuan did not hide his disdainful look at all, he was already a first-class powerhouse in the world with his strength, and he really didn't take Hou Yi and other great witches in his eyes.

"Kong Xuan, you ......"

On the contrary, Hou Yi and other great witches were also furious at the moment.

Although Kong Xuan's coercion is strong, it is too far from the unfathomable profundity of Emperor Jun and others, although they are still at the level of great witches, they are not afraid of anything, and they are ready to move with their fists clenched.

"Broken!"

However, before the two sides could start a war, two low cheers quietly resounded.

In the next second, the blue-black axe was shining, showing a cross state to split and cut the pitch-black hole, and then saw the cyan and black brilliance blooming, and the figures of Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches burst out of it, all with pale expressions, and it didn't seem that the situation was very good.

It's out!

Actually teamed up to break the space barrier!

As soon as their pupils shrank, a trace of horror rose in the eyes of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Tai.

After all, in their opinion, even if the three Qings and the twelve ancestral witches were to separate the winners and losers, it was logically impossible for them to join forces to come out of them, or did something happen?

"Lord Zuwu!"

"Great, you're all right!"

On the contrary, Hou Yi and the other great witches were overjoyed at the moment, seeing the twelve ancestral witches flying out of it, they no longer cared about what to do with Kong Xuan, and they hurriedly strode towards the area where the twelve ancestral witches fell.

"Demon Emperor!"

At this time, Bai Ze floated to Di Jun's side, his eyes jumped a little and said: "Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are both defeated, if we do it......"

"Shut up!"

Before Bai Ze finished speaking, Di Jun opened his mouth to scold.

He didn't know that this was good news, but he also knew better that neither the Sanqing nor the Twelve Ancestral Witches were as weak as they appeared to be, if they really made a move, they would desperately summon the Pangu Yuan God and Pangu Flesh again, and the failure would definitely be themselves and others.

And now he has mastered the missing part of the core of Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array, as long as he is given a certain amount of time, he will be able to successfully build the real Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array, and then he will have the hole cards that are not afraid of Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Thinking of this, Di Jun exhaled heavily, looked at Bai Ze and said, "This matter has to be mentioned again!"

"This ......"

Opening his mouth, Bai Ze really didn't know where he was wrong for a while, but in the face of Di Jun's undoubted gaze, he didn't dare to make a mistake, bowed down and saluted: "Yes, Demon Emperor!"

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Di Jun exhaled heavily, and waved his big hand: "Let's go, let's go and see, I don't know if the person who won the victory in the end is Sanqing or the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

After speaking, he didn't hesitate, and swept straight towards the area where Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fell.

Seeing this situation, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Kong Xuan and the Ten Demon Marshals did not hesitate, and immediately floated to follow.

Phew-

Phew-

The sound of breaking the air resounded, and Di Jun and his party soon followed to the ruins of the love tree, it can be seen that the love tree has been destroyed, but there is still a huge stump on the ground, and there is not much life left in the pitch black as ink, Sanqing and the twelve ancestral witches stand on top of it, and a kind of big witch quickly rushes up the stump to protect the twelve ancestral witches.

Floating on the stump, Di Jun and his party directly separated Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, after glancing at both sides, Di Jun took out the large World Tree fragments with a thought, and with a thought, the god-killing spear directly cut off a tenth of the area and threw it to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and then held the remaining World Tree fragments in his hands, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Everyone, which of you wins and who loses?"