"Boom!"

The two collided, and a strong vibration erupted, causing a sensation and retreating. The arrow light was annihilated, and the golden sword qi did not stop, and it slashed at Hou Yi without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Hou Yi first used the overlord arrow to offset part of the sword power, and then used the mental power to dissipate a part, and finally the rest could only be resisted by his ancestral witch body.

But, even so, he was still slashed thousands of miles away by this domineering golden sword light. At this time, there was a deep sword aura in his chest, which was still domineering and destroying his vitality, his whole body was drenched in blood, his momentum was sluggish for a while, and his strength became weak.

Previously, he exhausted all his strength to burst out, and finally resisted Di Jun's sword, but at the same time, he also exhausted his full strength, if Di Jun gave him another sword at this time, don't say Di Jun, even if he is an ordinary golden immortal monk, he can solve him with one sword.

As for why it's not below the Golden Immortal, it's because those below the Golden Immortal can't even cut the body of the Ancestral Witch, and unless it's another special method, it's difficult to kill the Ancestral Witch.

Emperor Jun was furious with a sword, and the power was terrifying!

"Huh? Broke through, damn it!"

Di Jun was taken aback, thinking that with a blow of his full strength, even an ordinary quasi-saint could kill him, let alone a great witch. But the great witch broke through, because the ancestral witch itself is very strong, comparable to some spiritual treasures. If you break through the ancestral witch again, the physical body will be even stronger, comparable to the top-grade innate spirit treasure. In addition, Hou Yi's own strength is extremely strong, although the chance to resist this sword is not large, there is still a chance.

"Since this is the case, then I will give you another sword and die for this emperor!"

Accidents are accidents, since one sword can't kill, then two swords. Di Jun will not let go of this murderer who killed his son.

"Zheng—"

A high-pitched and loud sword roar sounded, and the golden sword light once again pierced the sky and slashed towards Hou Yi. As soon as he made a move, he was merciless.

"Don't hurt my Wu brothers!"

At this critical moment of disillusionment of life and death, with a loud shout, the void fluctuated, and the remaining eight ancestral witches finally arrived. They took action to destroy the sword light and saved Hou Yi, who was seriously injured and dying.

"Di Jun, you dare to kill the ancestor of my Wu clan, do you want to start a war with my Wu clan?"

Dijiang Ancestor Wu stepped out, walked to the front, and questioned Di Jun.

"Hmph, Dijiang, you Wu clan, shoot my nine sons, I want him to die today, what can you do to me?"

Demon Emperor Di Jun snorted coldly, holding the Golden Emperor Sword in his hand, looking at Di Jiang and the others, the killing intent was shocking.

"Damn, give back my son's life!"

At this moment, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Demon Queen Xihe and others led hundreds of demon gods also rushed over from the thirty-three days, and when they saw that their son was killed and only one was left, they were immediately furious.

"Queen Mother, woo! The brothers are all dead, and I am the only one left, woo, it's him, it's him, it's he who killed the brothers!"

When the tenth prince Lu Jian saw Xihe, he immediately cried out about what happened to him. Then he pointed at Hou Yi and shouted.

"Rest assured, the Queen Mother will avenge you. ”

Xihe looked sad and looked at Di Jiang and other ancestral witches, his eyes were full of murderous intent and he did not hide it.

"Dijiang, what do you say about this?"

"Hmph, they deserve to die. The ten princes of the demon clan are fate, but the endless creatures of the desolation are not fate? Your ten sons descended the endless sun and true fire, burned the mountains and boiled the sea, and burned endless lives. Demon Palm Heaven, Wu Tyrant Land, if you demon people dare to be presumptuous on the land of my Wu clan, you will have to pay the price!"

Dijiang Ancestor Wu said coldly, facing the important powerhouse of the demon clan, he was not afraid.

Demon Emperor Emperor Jun frowned, looking at the desolate land, countless flames crisscrossing him, he didn't care about anything else, and said coldly:

"Bendi doesn't care about anything else, teach Houyi out, otherwise, there is no need for the Wu clan to exist in the future. ”

"Haha! If you want to fight, then fight! Who has my Wu clan feared? It sounds so good, as if your demon clan has won. ”

Hearing this, Di Jiang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, he laughed loudly, his eyes were cold, and he shouted loudly.

This time, Di Jun didn't speak, he directly waved the golden emperor sword in his hand and slashed towards Di Jiang and the others.

This sword of Di Jun directly ignited the last fuse of the two clans, and the battle between the two sides broke out completely at this moment.

Donghuang Taiyi led a group of demon gods, majestic like mountains and rivers pouring down, demon clouds rolling, endless battle intent, the vast heaven and earth, roaring, receiving the momentum of heaven and earth, swept towards the strong people of the witch clan, in an instant, it came to the front, the mighty coercion of the top powerhouse, pressing the Qiankun, making the void shake.

"Hahaha! How can such a lively event be missing my human race?"

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from far and near, causing a sensation and shaking the sky. But it was the Terran Martial Ancestor Xuantian who came with the Terran powerhouse.

It stands to reason that the human race can wait for the two races to defeat each other, and then kill them and clean up the mess, and then they will naturally have a lot less trouble. However, Xuantian didn't think so.

The hatred between the human race and the witch and the monster race, that is the unforgettable hatred of blood and tears, that is the war of races, the war of the immortals, only by himself to destroy the two races, can solve the hatred in the hearts of the human race.

Besides, the strength of the human race now is completely able to overwhelm any race, but if you want to deal with the strong of the two races at the same time, it is still difficult to do so. However, among the three clans, each has a ghost, and at this time, the prince of the demon clan died in the hands of the Wu clan, and it is impossible for them to join forces.

Therefore, the Terrans are not afraid of the two races at all, and the three races are fighting, who is afraid of whom? The Terrans have never been afraid of them. What's more, is it possible for the human race to become the protagonist of heaven and earth, not to kill or fight, and not to rise in blood and war?

Only the Terrans who have experienced bloody battles can withstand the test of the future.

"What, you Terrans want to intervene too?"

Di Jun frowned, looking at the appearance of the Terran powerhouse, he was a little surprised, looking at the countless powerhouses that have appeared in the Terran race over the years, his face was a little ugly.

Who would have thought that it was just a small acquired race before, and it could develop into the great race that dominates the flood and famine now, if he had known this, how could he still let the human race grow up, even if it was a crisis of being punished by Nuwa, it would definitely destroy the human race.

"Why, you can't have forgotten the hatred between us. If you forget, our human race will not forget. Between the three tribes, either you die or I die, and now it's time to put an end to it. ”

Xuantian relied on the void, and in the face of the powerhouses of the two races, his face did not change, and he said lightly.

"That's right, between you and me, it's already a never-ending situation. Haha, let's fight!"

As an emperor, Di Jun never felt that his demon clan would be weaker than others, since others were not afraid, what was he afraid of.

"Fight!"

The Wu clan was also imposing, and the battle intent was earth-shattering, shaking the layers of clouds above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds were stagnant, the universe was shaken, and the sun and the moon were all discolored.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Among the human race, the martial artists of the human race are amazing, the killing intent is shocking, in the face of the strong men of the two races, they are not afraid, and all kinds of hatred before have turned into infinite war intent in their hearts at this moment, and they broke out.

The war of the three clans has begun!