Now, hundreds of years have passed since the Battle of the Western Desert. At this moment, the desolate world fell into a mysterious calm.

Many powerful people in the desolate world are still talking about the so-called Dao Chaser, and the exquisite stone tool that was destroyed by Hongjun has also become their after-dinner conversation.

Pingyu Jia Yitian, Demon Emperor Palace.

"Big brother, do you really want to do this?" Taiyi asked, sitting on the throne with a worried face.

"This witch clan killed my child and cut off my golden crow lineage, this feud is as deep as the sea and as big as the sky! How can you not repay it?" Di Jun's face was calm, and although his words were cold, there was a gloom that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"But this matter is too important, although it will make him and the other witch clan suffer heavy losses, but even my demon clan will suffer more than half of the casualties!" Taiyi's face flashed with hesitation, and he couldn't believe that the eldest brother, who had always focused on the great cause of the demon clan, would come up with such a crazy revenge.

"Hou Yi should die, the Wu clan should die, and Zhun Ti should also die!" Di Jun smiled coldly and said, "Even if my demon clan wants to withdraw from the Flood Wilderness Protagonist Competition, I will make Zhun Ti and the Wu clan pay the price of blood!"

"But is this price too tragic?" Taiyi shook his head and said, "The Wu clan is not living in Zhou Mountain, and the ancestral witch hall is like an iron wall, even if it is a saint, it is difficult to break through, can we win?"

"When the time comes, my brother will have his own plans!" Emperor Jun's eyes flashed, and a rich murderous aura suddenly surged around him, approaching Xiao Han.

"Two bixia, happy event, great happy event!" Just when Di Jun had just put away his momentum, Bai Ze shook his feather fan lightly. With a relaxed smile on his face, he walked in from outside the palace.

Although Emperor Jun's ten sons are all dead, in front of the vassals of the Heavenly Court, they are always cold and majestic. Seeing Bai Ze with a smile on his face at this time, Di Junqiang suppressed his grief, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Oh? Bai Ze Daoyou, I don't know what a happy event it is?"

Bai Ze put away the feather fan and said, "A few days ago, the demon word spy under the poor Dao. Go to the territory of the Wicans to hunt. Found by chance. Those people who died in vain by the human race, the essence blood actually coagulated but not dispersed, and had extremely powerful corrosive power. And the more miserable it died, the stronger the essence blood liliang contained. These demon spies had a whim. The blood of the Terrans will be collected. All of them have been refined into several magic weapons. ”

"Oh, that human race's essence blood can actually be refined into a magic weapon?" Taiyi's expression moved slightly. Asked.

Bai Ze nodded and said, "Just when these little guys wanted to return to Heavenly Court, they didn't think about it. According to common sense, these little guys of the demon clan are only at the level of immortals, and they are definitely not the opponents of those few earth witches. So when a group of earth witches showed their true bodies and wanted to kill them, these little guys, I don't know where they got the courage, they chose to fight hard. Not to mention, they actually relied on the magic weapon of the human race's essence blood to break through the true body of the Wu clan and escape from the ascension to heaven!

When Di Jun heard this, he patted the throne excitedly, stood up and said, "Is there really such a thing?"

As we all know, the demon clan does not have the strong flesh liliang of the witch clan. Only rely on magic or remote control magic weapons to fight the Wu Clan. However, the Wu clan is physically strong, and it is difficult for ordinary spells and magic weapons to hurt its flesh. If Bai Ze's words were true, then the demon clan would have a weapon that was enough to win.

Bai Ze understood the reason why Di Jun was so excited: in the battle of the lich, in the high-level combat power, except for the mysterious metal piece in Di Jun's hand, the Hetu Luo Book, and the chaos clock in Tai Jun's hand, there was no spiritual treasure that harmed the ancestral witch's body. Now that this method has been discovered, if a large amount of human essence blood is used to smelt a few spiritual treasures, then it is no longer a dream to cut the body of the ancestral witch.

Thinking of this, Bai Ze smiled and said, "If Bixia doesn't believe it, you can take that human race essence blood and give it a try!"

Hearing this, Di Jun nodded in agreement. After a few verifications, it was indeed discovered that the Terran essence blood could restrain the true body of the Wu clan, of course, if you want to restrain the true body of the ancestor witch, the required human essence blood is also amazing, and Di Jun is extremely excited. However, when he thought about it, the relationship between the human race and the saints made Di Jun's heart chill.

Nuwa Niangniang created people to be holy, and Lao Tzu in the Three Qings was sanctified by virtue of the Terran Religion, and even the Northern Emperor Li Qingming hung the name of a holy father in the Terran. If he rashly attacks the human race, I am afraid that not only the saints will be angry, but even the Northern Emperor Qingmingzi will have to turn against him.

As soon as he thought of this, Di Jun's face that had just become excited suddenly fell, and he sighed: "Even so, what can I do, I can't wait for this human race!"

Hearing this, Bai Ze smiled lightly and said, "Although Bixia's worries have some truth, this is not an opportunity. All beings and souls in the desolation think that either one of the two clans of demons and witches will win, or both will lose! Therefore, they are all like the quasi-mention and the lead, and they are all looking forward to us fighting each other! Moreover, the two clans of demons and witches are the protagonists of the tribulation, as long as we promise to leave the blood of the human race, presumably the Taiqing Sage and Nuwa Niangniang will not stop us from acting! In this way, great things can be expected!"

Di Jun and Taiyi's eyes lit up, they both nodded, and Di Jun said: "In this case, I still need to go to Nawa Palace and inform Nuwa Niang of this matter." But don't fall into the face of a saint!"

Bai Ze bowed his head and said, "It should be so!"

Without further ado, the two brothers were anxious, and without half a minute of delay, they all came to the Chaos Heaven Outer Heaven Wa Palace. When he reached the arch, he found that the gate was closed, and there was no fairy child to greet the door.

Di Jun and Tai Yi glanced at each other, bowed to the palace gate, and said respectfully: "Di Jun and Tai Yi came to see the saint, and I hope that Niang Niang will see you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the palace door open with a "babbling". Out of it came a delicate woman dressed in colorful silk satin fairy clothes, and it was the maid Jin Feng'er next to Nuwa Niangniang.

Jin Feng'er saluted the two demon emperors and said, "Feng'er has seen the two demon emperors Bixia! The sage Niangniang said, "After all, the human race is from me, and it should not be exterminated in heaven and earth!" ”

Jin Feng'er gave another salute and returned to the palace to close the palace door.

Taiyi was quite puzzled, and was about to step forward and knock on the door to ask again, but Di Jun hurriedly grabbed him and said, "After all, this Wa Palace is a saint's dojo, and we can't wait to put it here." When I get back, I'll break it down. With that, he pulled Taiyi out of the chaos and returned to Heaven.

And Nuwa, who was on the cloud bed of the Wa Imperial Palace, was in tears, crying: "Terran, Terran! I hope you can forgive me!"

However, it was said that Di Jun and Tai Yi had just returned to Heaven and had not yet sat down, so Tai Yi asked anxiously: "Why did the eldest brother hold the younger brother just now, why don't you let the younger brother come forward and ask for an understanding?"

Di Jun shook his head and said, "Brother Xian is a little restless, but the sage Niangniang has made it clear, and Brother Xian will know if you think about it!"

Taiyi thought for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, we don't have to exterminate the human race, as long as we control the population of the human race within a certain range to ensure that it does not perish, so that we will have no worries!"

Di Jun nodded and said, "It seems that Niangniang still has her heart set on my demon clan after all, which is also destined to win my demon clan." 桀桀, Houyi, Wu Clan, Zhun Ti ......"

Speaking of this, the fierce light in Di Jun's eyes flashed, and the cold glow made people's hearts palpitate.

Coincidentally, when Bai Ze reported the news of refining magic weapons with the essence blood of the human race to Di Jun. The Wicans have also discovered a way to restrain the demons.

In the village of time controlled by the ancestor of time, Wu Candle Jiuyin, there is a special Wu clan named Qingtuo. He is a second-generation witch clan born with Hou Yi and others, and he was born as a low-level witch cultivator. But since he was born, he has not cultivated his physical body or the supernatural powers of his own race. The study of some strange things, especially the study of the soul, is even more outrageous.

One day, when he walked through a small Terran village, he found a group of demons slaughtering Terrans in the village. These demon tribes sucked the blood and flesh of the human race, or swallowed it alive, or torn it, or burned it with real fire, or raped it, all kinds of killing, all cruel, heaven and earth moved.

Just when Qing Tuo was indignant and wanted to step forward to snipe these demon clans, a sudden change occurred. He found that every time a Terran member was killed by those demons, wisps of eerie smoke would rise from his corpse.

This smoke was mysterious and strange, fluttering and rolling violently, faintly emitting bursts of violent roars, like wild beasts, rushing towards the murderous demon clan with teeth and claws. Whenever they encounter a strange smoke coming from their faces, the demon clan will show a look of disgust, and then cast a spell to eliminate the smoke. Sometimes the smoke is too large, or there is smoke that seems to condense into substance, and the demon clan is often caught off guard, besieged by these smokes, and after a burst of screams, the original god is annihilated, screaming and dying.

And these smoke did not let go of those dead demon clans, and they all rushed forward, surrounding their bodies, and in the bursts of roars, devouring the remaining vitality on the corpses.

After Qing Tuo saw this murderous scene, while his heart was shocked, he was interested in those green smoke-like souls.

Through years of research, Qingtuo gradually figured out the reason for this.

Although this human race is small, it is an innate Dao body. Since birth, only three souls and seven spirits are a complete one, and after death, they will be condensed and not dispersed, and they can be turned into ghosts. The more tragic his death, the more powerful the ghost he becomes, and he doesn't cast spells and hurts the original god. One or two ghost liliang may be a little weak, but if it is the power of thousands of powerful ghosts, it is terrifying. Qingtuo, who had some thoughts in his heart, returned to the village, and came to the ancestral witch hall of the Wu clan's holy land, wanting to ask to see all the ancestral witches.

Coming to the outside of the ancestral witch hall, Qing Tuo found that the person in charge of patrolling this time was the great witch An Qi. An Qi has a long-standing reputation among the Wu clan, although he is not as good as Kuafu and Houyi, but he can be regarded as a top witch.

"Brother Anqi!" Qing Tuo smiled and stepped forward to say hello.

"Ahh (To be continued......)