Chapter 40: In the middle of the quasi-sainthood, the ancestor witch decides

"Broken!"

The low shout resounded, and the aura around Di Jun's body was restless at this moment, and a surging force rose with it, and his cultivation jumped to the point of the middle stage of the quasi-saint!

At this moment, the flood shook!

At this moment, the sky and the earth change color!

At this moment, the vision of the golden crow crying rose, as if the breath of the most masculine and rigid swept in all directions.

"Breakthrough!"

"Quasi-Saint Mid-Stage!"

Lost his voice and exclaimed, Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze and Kunpeng, who were beside Di Jun, were stunned, they never thought that Di Jun would be able to further break through himself under such circumstances.

Quasi-Holy Mid-Term!

Although it is not as good as a saint, but its cultivation has become the first person under the saint in the world, even the Eastern Emperor Taiyi has not yet reached such a point, in terms of a single round of cultivation, Emperor Jun has successfully replaced the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and become the first person under the saint!

"How is this possible!"

"How could Di Jun break through again!"

"Impossible, I don't believe it, I don't believe ......"

“......”

On the contrary, the desolate powers and innate gods who were paying attention to this place at this moment roared loudly, and their eyes were full of jealousy, and their eyes were full of unacceptable looks.

Before, Di Jun was only a new quasi-saint, and even including the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he was only a new quasi-saint, although he was stronger than nine out of nine monks, but he was still within the scope of acceptance.

After all, the demon clan is the master of the heavens, and the owner has a huge amount of luck, but now?

Di Jun was actually further reaching the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and the aura that just diffused was enough to make people feel that all of this was definitely not comparable to him.

"Luck!"

"I need a lot of luck!"

After being shocked, the great power of the Flood Desolation and the innate gods were also excited, and they muttered to themselves with their fists clenched, strengthening their inner thoughts, and roaring in their mouths: "Qi Luck is really so powerful!"

"With his luck, Di Jun was able to complete such a rapid ascension, I must get more luck!"

“......”

At this moment, Di Jun's luck in the North Underworld in the past seemed to be perfectly presented, and the entire desolate creatures were trapped in it and couldn't extricate themselves!

After all, if Di Jun's words before were just words, or even intriguing, then at this moment, Di Jun's breakthrough into the middle stage of the quasi-saint again made this statement undoubted.

You must know that the ascension of the realm is extremely difficult, even just a small realm is enough to make a monk card for a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years.

Everyone has come from the Fierce Beast Era and the Dragon and Phoenix Era, and they know very well how difficult it is to improve a realm, how long has it taken for Emperor Jun to break through to the quasi-saint?

For a time, the great powers of the Flood Desolation and the Innate Gods were even more enthusiastic about the construction of their own forces, including Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhun Ti, Styx, Zhen Yuanzi and others have accelerated the construction of their own forces, and even have sharpened their knives and Huo Huo is ready to annex the Quartet to improve their luck.

......

"Big brother, Dijun has broken through again, how are we okay?"

Wu clan, in the Pangu Palace, the twelve ancestors and witches gathered, Zhu Rong felt the restless breath of the outside world, and his expression became extremely ugly and depressed for a while.

This is true not only of him, but also of the other eleven ancestral witches.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are the leaders of the demon clan, and they are the biggest enemies of the witch clan, and the grievances between the two sides are almost endless.

Originally, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had reached the quasi-saint level, and it was already extremely difficult to deal with the existence of the Chaos Bell, but now Di Jun actually broke through again, which completely aroused the uneasiness and hesitation in their hearts.

"No way!"

With a sigh, Di Jiang stood up from his seat, turned his head to look at the area in the distance and said, "Plan ahead!"

"In order to protect themselves and recuperate, my Wu clan has given up nearly half of the desolate land to those desolate powers and innate gods, although they promised not to make a move on my Wu clan, but the monks are cunning and have to guard against it!"

"This heaven and earth belong to Pangu Father God, although Sanqing and we do not deal with each other, they are also pure descendants of Pangu, so we must refine the divine soul they give!"

"However, Sanqing only gave the three Father God Yuan Shen this time, let's discuss who to assign these three Yuan Shen, our ancestor must complete the transformation, and the path of the monk is imminent!"

As soon as these words came out, Pangu Hall was silent.

In the past, Sanqing came here to exchange the power of the three primordial gods for a territory of 300,000 miles in Kunlun Mountain, and the Wu clan agreed, but they did not rashly refine the primordial gods, because once the primordial gods were refined, they would not be pure ancestral witches.

But it's different now!

Emperor Jun once again broke through to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and with the power of the demon clan, he could even sweep the flood and suppress everything, the ancestors naturally could not sit idly by and watch such a situation happen, the only way was to fuse the primordial gods, return to the ancestors Pangu, and rapidly improve their own potential.

But there are only three primordial gods, but there are twelve ancestral witches, which is really a bit difficult to distinguish, and the ancestral witches look at each other, and they don't know what to say for a while.

"Smack!"

At this moment, Qiang Liang, one of the twelve ancestral witches, clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and then stood up from his seat, and said with a serious expression: "Big brother, second brother, the two of you have mastered the laws of time and space, since ancient times, time is respected, space is king, if you refine the Yuan Shen Ancestral Pangu, your strength will be qualitatively improved, even Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are not your opponents, so you must refine two of the Yuan Shen!"

As soon as these words came out, except for Di Jiang and Candle Jiu 'Yin', the bodies of the rest of the ancestral witches were shocked, and it was clear that Qiang Liang's words were beyond doubt, and only the two who mastered the laws of time and space could quickly grow up and compete with the demon clan where Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were located.

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong and other ancestral witches stood up one after another and said, "For the future of my Wu clan, eldest brother, second brother, you must not shirk!"

"Big brother, second brother, the future of the Wu clan depends on you!"

"Big brother, second brother, only you have the possibility of balancing Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and only in this way can my Wu clan have a chance to come out, please don't refuse!"

“......”

Hearing this, Di Jiang and Candle Jiu's 'Yin' expressions changed slightly, although they wanted to open their mouths to refuse, but looking at the firm looks of the ten brothers and sisters, the two glanced at each other, and then nodded and said, "Okay, just do it!"

As he spoke, Di Jiang stood up from his seat, and after glancing at the other ten ancestral witches, he said with a solemn expression: "As for the other primordial god, I don't plan to divide it, I decided to use the essence blood of my twelve ancestral witches to recreate an ancestral witch, let it fuse with the Pangu primordial gods, become the thirteen witches, and completely enhance the high-end combat power and heritage of my witch clan!"