Chapter 202: The Nine Sons Ask for Battle, and the Gods Arrive
Hearing this, the nine brothers of Diyu in the field were silent.
Although they still have opinions about the Wu Clan in their hearts, but Di Jun's words have been said to this, how can they refute anything?
"Big brother!"
At this time, Donghuang Taiyi, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke: "You invited the Wu Clan, Sanqing and others to come here to form an alliance?"
"We can agree, but they won't necessarily agree!"
"Let's not talk about the grievances of my lich second group, just the arrogant posture of Sanqing, who looks down on our demon clan very much behind their backs, will they agree?"
That's true.
Although the demon occupies more than seventy percent of the number of monks in the flood wilderness, it is also despised by those flood desolation powers and innate gods, although there are many fewer words because of the establishment of the demon clan, but it cannot change the inner opinion of those people.
"It's okay, they'll say yes!"
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, Di Jun sat down, leaned on the chair, and said with a pair of eyes shining brightly, "In the face of absolute interests, everything is empty, whether it is the Three Qings, the Twelve Ancestors or those great powers, they will not refuse!"
"And this time the benefits are three thousand worlds, not to mention them, even I have the urge to swallow it in one bite, but unfortunately, although my demon clan is a strong clan, it is difficult to eat such a huge benefit, and the only way to do it is to join forces with them. ”
Hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi was silent.
He knew from the beginning that Di Jun's decision could not be faultless, but he didn't expect that the relationship was so huge, and he really wanted to attack the three thousand worlds.
Almost instantly, Di Yu and the others in the field also reacted, and they didn't care about thinking about the affairs of the Wu clan, so they stepped up one by one and saluted: "Father, the son is willing to be the vanguard!"
"Father, the son is also willing to lead the monks to open up territory for my demon clan!"
"Father's ......"
Three thousand worlds!
Although there are many dangers, there is no doubt about the magnitude of the benefits.
After all, those three thousand worlds were left by the Chaos Demon God, and there was no restriction on the Heavenly Dao among them, which meant that there would be a lot more of them, whether it was a monk, a heavenly treasure, or something else.
Even many things that may not even exist in the flood will appear there, and if you can occupy one, it is enough to be proud of it for a lifetime, not to mention that this is for all the big worlds.
"No way!"
Glancing at Di Yu and the others, Di Jun waved his hand and refused without the slightest hesitation: "Do you really think that you can expand your territory and attack the strange world with that little means?"
"Father tells you that in those vast worlds, the quasi-saint powerhouses are more than many times greater than the flood wilderness, and there are pseudo-saint powerhouses sitting in them, with the cultivation of your Da Luo Jin Immortal, in the past, it was not to open up the territory, it was to send it to death!"
"Remember, you can be confident but not conceited, when you reach the quasi-holy realm, the father can allow you to join the conquest army, but you want to lead an army to the battle, unless you have cultivated to the level of pseudo-saint!"
Yes!
Quasi-Holy Realm!
Pseudo-Holy Realm!
After listening to Di Jun's words, the nine brothers of Di Yu in the field suddenly wailed.
They are all only the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and they don't know how long it will take to reach the quasi-saint, let alone the pseudo-saint realm that even Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi have not yet reached.
Thinking that they had to reach the level of a pseudo-saint before they could lead an army to battle, the nine of them all hung their heads like defeated roosters, and their eyes were full of helplessness and bitterness.
It's so ambitious!
Still too young!
Glancing at Jiuzi, Di Jun didn't say anything, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
After all, he gave them a forcible opening of their minds, so that they could learn to grow, calculate, ambition and a series of things they needed from the illusion, but there was also a drawback.
That is, the nine people of Diyu who have completed the test of the illusion have a dominant heart, but they are not the masters of the illusion now, nor are they invincible existences, in the flood wilderness, Da Luo Jinxian is a sand-like existence in this era, at most, he has a little self-protection ability.
Dada——
At that moment, there was a sound of footsteps.
Following the prestige, I saw that the ten demon marshals had gone and returned, and behind them you could see Sanqing, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhen Yuanzi, the River Styx, and the Emperor of Hades stepping forward.
Soon, a group of people entered the main hall.
However, compared to the solemn faces of the ten demon handsomes, the twelve ancestral witches and others behind them were a little casual, and they couldn't help but sigh when they looked at the main hall and said: "Zizi, Demon Emperor, your palace is really magnificent!"
"It's worthy of the Demon Court, this pomp and circumstance is more spectacular than any desolate building!"
"Thirty-three heavens, it's a pity that we lost back then, if we win, maybe we can live in such a place!"
“......”
For a while, the entire hall was a kind of vegetable market, and the noisy and noisy Donghuang Taiyi and others frowned, revealing displeasure.
"Ahem!"
With a light cough, Di Jun stopped the displeasure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the others, and slowly stood up from his seat and said, "You fellow Daoists can come here with a face, Di Jun is really grateful!"
As soon as these words came out, the twelve ancestors who were talking about it also quieted down.
They just spoke to express their dissatisfaction in the past, and they dared to come to the Demon Court to congratulate the Eastern Emperor Taiyi on his wedding, which means that there is no grudge against that matter.
"The Demon Emperor is polite!"
"I'm waiting to disturb me!"
Stepping up, Sanqing, Zhen Yuanzi and others returned the gift and did not dare to hold on to anything, after all, there is no doubt about the strength of Di Jun, in the battle that day, if it were not for the Honghuang Hongjun being high, then he Di Jun would be the first person in the real sense.
Immediately afterwards, the Twelve Ancestral Witches arched their hands casually, and Di Jiang, who was the leader, stepped forward unceremoniously and said, "Demon Emperor, you didn't come to us this time to show off this Demon Court Palace, right?"
"And I'm curious, what you're looking for is actually me, can't those who haven't been found by you get into your eyes?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the venue was suddenly silent.
Sanqing and the others looked at their noses and noses, and their noses looked at their hearts and did not speak, but Donghuang Taiyi and others were a little angry.
Although there were no outsiders present, Di Jiang's words clearly showed some posture of sowing discord, and even implied that he Di Jun looked down on those monks who had not been invited here.
Donghuang Taiyi and the others could hear it, how could Emperor Jun not understand the meaning of the words?
Raising his eyebrows, Di Jun glanced at Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches and said, "If you ancestral witches don't want to, then you can also leave!"
"Although this emperor is looking for you to share the benefit cake this time, if the Wu clan is not interested, then this emperor will naturally not be sentimental, everyone, you are behind, go all the way!"