Chapter 128: The Lich's First Battle
"Zhu Rong, today is the great joy of our heavenly court, we don't want to see blood, you are not welcome here, you leave quickly. Dijun hurriedly stood up, a little angry.
In the past tens of thousands of years, Emperor Jun and Taiyi have worked hard to manage and conquer everywhere, coupled with thirty-three days of rich innate aura and the power of the stars, they have enveloped and subdued countless forces, and also set up a large number of demon kings to belong to the management of demon marshal.
Kunpeng served as a demon master to teach the cultivation method, since the four major scattered cultivators were co-opted as guest qing, the force formed by Emperor Jun was actually the top force in the flood wilderness, so they had the confidence to stand up and form the heavenly court.
Di Jun believed that with the formation of Heavenly Court, his fame would become bigger and bigger, and when the general trend came together, the demon clans that were still scattered outside in the Flood Desolation would automatically be attached to his banner, unifying the demon clan first, and then unifying the entire Flood Desolation Continent.
The idea is beautiful, but the reality immediately gave Di Jun a blow to the head, and the twelve ancestors came to the door to give them a blow without saying a word.
"Haha, Dijun Xiao'er, isn't this an invitation you sent personally? Zhu Rong laughed loudly, and then took out a handful of invitations out of nowhere, and the other ancestors didn't make a sound, letting Zhu Rong play.
"Hmph, Zhu Rong, you're looking for death!" As soon as the words fell, Taiyi directly sacrificed the Chaos Bell and shook it in his hand, and a deafening sound sounded, followed by sound waves that could crush and shatter the space, and wherever the sound waves went, the entire space shook, and the twelve poles of the Heavenly Banner could no longer block the golden light of Heavenly Dao merits.
I saw that the golden light of merit shrouded Emperor Jun and Taiyi, as well as Xihe and Kunpeng behind them, the four major scattered cultivators and the ten demon marshals, and some scattered to countless demon clans.
Seeing that the coercion on the bodies of Di Jun and Tai Yi suddenly soared several times, the two of them shouted "Cut!" at the same time.
This is not over, there is still a lot of merit and golden light, and the momentum on the two of them has skyrocketed even more, and it did not stop until the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint, which is equivalent to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Six Grades of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.
The four major scattered cultivators also broke through from the Four Grades of Great Perfection to the Sixth Rank of Great Perfection with the help of the Golden Light of Merit.
Xihe and Kunpeng are a little worse, from the early stage of the quasi-saint to the peak of the early stage of the quasi-saint, but they did not successfully cut out the two corpses.
The most terrifying thing is that dozens of demon marshals have beheaded out good corpses with the help of this huge merit golden light.
The top masters of the entire demon clan reached their latest peak at this moment.
"Brother, what's going on, I can't understand it," Nuwa asked Fu Xi in a low voice, "Why don't the Twelve Ancestors take the opportunity to do it, and wait for Di Jun and them to break through one by one." ”
Fu Xi said four words lightly, "There is no fear!"
The same topic kept happening among the monks who came to Heavenly Court to watch the ceremony, some said that the Wu Clan seemed to be stunned by this scene, and some said that maybe the Heavenly Dao had taken action to restrict the actions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
There are also some people who understand like Fu Xi, such as Zhen Yuanzi, who quietly said to Hongyun, "The Twelve Ancestral Witches seem unfathomable, this is confident." ”
"Hahaha," Di Jun felt comfortable all over his body, and had an urge to vent, "Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, we have done one." ”
"Heluo big array!" Then Di Jun sacrificed the river Tuluo book, the horizontal and vertical oblique three thin lines on the Luo book twisted, forming a three-dimensional coordinate figure in the void, the black and white dots on the river map were inlaid on it, and countless demon clans consciously stood on the black and white dots, a pair of formations were formed, and the Heluo big array was successfully arranged.
The four major scattered cultivators and Kunpeng, as well as the ten demon marshals, led countless demon clans to surround the twelve ancestral witches, as well as Tongtian and Wangshu.
"Let's play freely, give a good beating to the demon clan, and let them see the strength of our twelve ancestors. "Di Jun didn't even pay attention to Di Jun, "Tongtian and Wangshu Daoyou just help us sweep the formation." ”
The Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed, like a tiger rushing down the mountain into countless demon clans, raising and falling in their hands, and beckoning blood.
Xuan Ming alone broke into the Heluo Great Array under Emperor Junbu, since Xuan Ming worshiped the old Taoist as a teacher, the cultivation realm has skyrocketed, and he has already broken through the ten-layer Great Perfection barrier, and Xuan Ming is the strongest among the twelve ancestors.
Zhu Rong was alone and entangled Taiyi who was holding the Chaos Bell, although Zhu Rong was a whole layer higher than Taiyi's cultivation, but the Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand was too experienced, and the two fought equally.
As for the other ancestral witches, they were more like wolves entering the sheepfold, their moves were fatal, and the power of the Great Dao Law poured out with a single move, and countless demon clan monks were killed and blood flowed like a river.
Even the kindest Houtu was no exception, like King Kong's angry eyes, and the whole battle was like a massacre.
The four major scattered cultivators, Kunpeng and Xihe did not play much role at all, and the six people were entangled by the corpse of the four masters.
The corpse of Yubi is the Weather Ancestor Witch, and every move and every potential of the offensive is imaginative, as unpredictable as the weather, and with the Rain Ancestor Witch Qiangliang, the two of them pressed the six people to fight fiercely.
Candle Jiuyin understands even more, grasps the law of time, and reads the power of one person to play with the ten demon handsomes in the applause, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, when it is slow, it seems that the move is like a stroke, and the move is as fast as lightning.
For a while, the afterimage continued, as if ten people had been conjured, which was the effect of the law of time and speed.
All the Honghuang monks who watched the battle changed their faces, they had never seen the twelve ancestral witches make a move before, and they always thought that they were similar to themselves, but now they found that this idea was really ridiculous, these twelve ancestral witches should all be about the same as the three Qings, maybe stronger than the three Qings.
At this time, many monks lowered their arrogant heads, and began to reflect on whether they had offended the Wu clan somewhere, this time there is no need to look at the battle anymore, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the dozen or so quasi-saints of the Wu clan do not know how to do except Di Jun in the Heluo Great Array, and the others are as strong as Taiyi and are pressed and beaten by Zhu Rong.
Everyone saw that even Tongtian and Wangshu, who were sweeping the formation for the twelve ancestral witches, were absent-mindedly pointing and laughing, and commented on the fighting characteristics of the ancestors.
The law of the Great Avenue of Gonggong Water is about to become a great success, and with a wave of his hand, a vast sea is formed, and countless demon clans fall into the water and begin to struggle weakly.
Bang on the ground, at this moment, a huge explosion sounded from the Heluo array, Di Jun spat blood, his whole body was tattered and flew out of the Heluo array, and the Hetu Luo book was floating dimly in front of him.
The law of rain formed pieces of wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, and countless thunder and rainstorms exploded in the Heluo Great Array, one after another, and those demon clan Daluo Jin Immortals who formed the Heluo Great Array with Di Jun had already been corpsed all over the field.
"Di Jiang, stop it, this time our demon clan admits it. Di Jun roared with all his strength.
"Haha, Qiangliang, let's abolish these four scattered cultivators together and then stop. The corpse ignored Di Jun's yell, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods Banner rushed towards Xihe and Kunpeng with all their might, quickly forcing the two back, and frantically attacking the four major cultivators with Qiang Liang.
"Extravagant than corpse friends, mercy to his subordinates. At this moment, a voice came from afar outside the Heavenly Court, and a huge sleeve rolled towards the four major cultivators who were in a very dangerous situation.
The four major scattered cultivators were included in the sleeves of their clothes, and the space fluctuated for a while, and the figure of the Ancestor with raised eyebrows appeared silently in front of the corpse and Qiangliang.
"The two Daoists of Luxe and Qiangliang, these four were previously my subordinates of the East China Sea Scattered Cultivation Alliance, thank you for your mercy. Raising his eyebrows, he didn't take his identity, and slightly saluted the corpse and Qiangliang.
If Xie Qiang saw such a situation here, he would definitely think of a sentence, "The monsters with the backstage have all been picked up." ”