Chapter 182: Emperor Jun is fierce, and the battle of the thirty-three heavens

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

No one thought that Di Jun would actually become a bird, and put on a posture that he wanted to occupy the thirty-three heavens, which is indeed unacceptable.

"Emperor Jun Daoyou, these thirty-three heavens belong to every monk in the Flood Wilderness, but they are not something you can occupy with a word!"

"Demon Emperor, your cultivation is certainly powerful, but we are not muddy, but you want to monopolize the Thirty-Three Heavens, but it is a bit too much!"

Almost instantly, a monk who had thoughts about the Thirty-Three Heavens rushed out, standing densely in the opposite area of Emperor Jun, and as he spoke, he took out his own innate spirit treasures and made a posture of attacking.

For a while, the atmosphere in the venue was tense, Di Jun and the gods were facing each other, and under the collision of momentum, the terrifying waves of qi attacked each other, and the intention of killing was permeated.

"Senior brother, what should we do?"

Being in the middle of the battlefield, Zhun Ti's expression at the moment was not very good-looking, and being ignored by the gods made him feel extremely aggrieved in his heart, but he couldn't have a seizure, because he found that his quasi-saint cultivation was no longer enough to suppress everything, at least the group of people in front of him were all quasi-saint-level existences.

"Wait and see!"

After a deep groan, the guide sighed first, and then floated to the side.

There is no doubt about the xenophobic mind of the East, although the two of them are not weak, they can't compete with everyone, now they can only withdraw from the battlefield first, and then they are seeking opportunities!

made up his mind, and flew away from the battlefield with Zhun Ti, and stopped after arriving at a safe area, and had no intention of leaving, even if they were angrily glared at by the surrounding desolate power and innate gods, the two of them were also looking at their noses and noses, and their noses were looking at their hearts, and they were unmoved.

"Joke!"

Seeing this scene, Di Jun saw it in his eyes, and didn't care about the small movements of the two of them, his eyes skimmed over the dozen or so quasi-saint monks at the front end, and said with a cold smile: "Heaven and earth treasure can live in it, this is an eternal truth, whether this emperor can win the thirty-three heavens or not will not bother you!"

"In a word, this thirty-three heavens is for my demon clan, and no one can stop it when they come, this is what this emperor said!"

Arrogant!

Arrogant!

The anger in his eyes rose, and the anger in the hearts of the dozen or so quasi-saints rose, in the past, Di Jun suppressed the flood alone, because his quasi-saint cultivation could not resist, but now the gods have also reached the quasi-saint cultivation, even if there is still a gap with it, but it is not invincible, if you are still afraid of Di Jun's words and retreat, then how can you save face?

The most important thing is that the value of the Thirty-Three Heavens itself is incomparably huge, and with the significance of dominating the Heavens this time, can everyone give up? Don't seek to occupy all the Thirty-Three Heavens, but at least take away the land for one day, right?

"Demon Emperor, let me meet you!"

"Demon Emperor, the Thirty-Three Heavens are not something you can occupy alone, let me ask for advice!"

"The first person under the stars, let me try your skills today!"

Almost instantly, the dozen or so quasi-saint powerhouses rushed out, attacking Di Jun from all directions, the magic seal in his hand was pinched, the magic magic power emerged, and the flames, ice picks, thunder, and wind blades that covered the sky and the sun swept away, and attacked straight towards the area where Di Jun was.

"Bendi said: My previous magic method has been annihilated, and the supernatural power has collapsed!"

Chrysostom Yuyan's technique was launched, and when the mana in Di Jun's body surged, a special force swept away, and in an instant, it destroyed the magic power that covered the sky and the sun.

After doing all this, Di Jun didn't give these dozen people a chance to reflect, and took out the god-killing spear with a move in his right hand, and when he waved the gun, more than a dozen guns broke through the air and bombarded them directly.

"Not good!"

"It's a godkiller!"

As soon as his pupils shrank, the dozen or so quasi-saint powerhouses were shocked, and they didn't dare to slack off in the face of the attacking spear qi, and hurriedly raised the innate spirit treasure in their hands to resist in front of them, and their eyes were full of horror, fear and greed when they looked at the god-killing spear.

Godslayer!

That is one of the magic weapons that Demon Ancestor Rahu swept through the flood in the past, and he is still a top-level innate spirit treasure, and the owner is not inferior to the lethality of the innate treasure, how can it not be exciting.

Unfortunately, the reality is cruel.

The gun qi exploded, the law of killing, the law of force and the law of fire erupted, and under the mixture of the three forces, the dozen or so quasi-saints flew out in an instant, and they spurted blood from their mouths one by one, screaming again and again.

When his body smashed on the ground, the dust rose to the sky, the earth shook, and among the more than a dozen large pits, the famous quasi-saint walked out of it with difficulty, his body was embarrassed, his breath was sluggish, and his hands were trembling constantly.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, the monks in the audience couldn't help but gasp.

Strong!

It's too strong!

More than a dozen quasi-saint powerhouses, even if they are only the existence of the early stage of quasi-saints, but in this era, they are also really top powerhouses, and they are not the enemies of Emperor Jun, and Emperor Jun with a god-killing spear is simply unmatched.

"Big brother is mighty!"

"The Demon Emperor is mighty!"

On the contrary, at this moment, Donghuang Taiyi, Jiaohuang and others were excited.

The stronger Di Jun is, the better it will be for them, especially the appearance of the God Killer Spear, which represents not only Di Jun's unparalleled combat power, but also represents that from now on, the demon clan will not only have the Eastern Emperor Bell to deter living beings.

"Senior brother, he got Rahu's god-killing spear from there!"

"Why, why don't the two of us have such an opportunity!"

In the distance, Zhun Ti was almost crazy with jealousy, and his eyes were staring at the godkiller spear, and the greed could not be concealed at all.

Although they have also gained a lot of benefits from the old site of the Demon Sect, and even their foundation has been greatly enhanced and they have found their own path, but compared to the god-killing spear that Di Jun obtained, everything is insignificant.

"Huh!"

With a sigh, his face was distressed again, and he also had thoughts about killing the god spear in his heart, but what could he do?

"Who else!"

After suppressing more than a dozen quasi-saints, Di Jun did not have any joy or arrogance, and looked at the monks in the audience with a gun, his expression was serious but his fighting spirit was surging.

Compared with the dozen or so quasi-saints, Di Jun was even more afraid of the existence of the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

After all, after Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches completed that transaction, both sides had been reborn, and in such a situation, even if he had cultivated to reach the late stage of the quasi-sainthood, he would not dare to be careless.

"This ......"

On the contrary, the vast majority of the monks were silent at the moment.

The cultivation of Emperor Jun's late stage of quasi-sainthood is itself difficult to match, and now he has actually summoned a god-killing spear, coupled with its own defense to the Baohe Tuluo Book, there are really few people in the world who can match it.

"The poor road is gone, come to ask for advice!"

At this moment, within the crowd, a silent aura rose, and a man with a dangerous aura could be seen appearing in mid-air, but he was not afraid of Di Jun who was standing with a god-killing spear, and his right hand summoned a black long knife, and the power of the middle stage of the quasi-saint body gushed out.