The bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito is very strong, not only because it has a unique power of destruction, but also because Sun Jiuyang once made some small moves on him, allowing him to practice some weird exercises, so that he became more powerful.

But there is a limit to this strength, if it is only against one ancestral witch, he may not be able to fall behind, and the battle has come and gone, but unfortunately he has encountered all the ancestral witches at the moment, under siege, there is only one result, quick defeat.

When the Golden Ancestor Witch performed his killing moves, the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito had already reached the end of its strong crossbow and was unable to fight again. In addition to the fierce light in his eyes, he can only maintain the power of flight.

Infinite golden light flew and danced in the sky, like ten thousand arrows shooting at once, overwhelmingly killing the king of the Zerg.

Suddenly, an even more brilliant immeasurable golden light appeared, blocking all the methods of the Golden Ancestor Witch. Goodbye, a golden lotus emerges from the immeasurable golden light, and the flowers bloom twelve times.

On the golden lotus stood a cloth-clothed monk, with a solemn face, his hands folded, and he chanted: "Nan Wu Amitabha!"

Seeing the person, Di Jiang frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Pick up the Taoist, are you ready to intervene?"

It was none other than the leader of the Western Sect of Lingshan. This monk, who has long been as famous as the Sanqing Daoist, has no longer cared about the world's major affairs since he entered the Lingshan Mountain in the past, and he even went out of the Lingshan.

No one would have thought that this Dao person would not only go out of Lingshan today, but also interfere in this war at this time.

"Good, good!" The Taoist clasped his hands together and shook his head: "The poor monk has no heart to participate in the war, but when the spiritual mountain was opened up in the past, he owed Zhaoming a favor. Today, the poor monks can't participate in the war, and they know that they have no ability to stop the war, so they can only do their best. ”

Di Jiang said thoughtfully: "So to speak. Enlighten the Taoist, you want us to let the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito go!"

"Good, good! Exactly!" the usher bowed slightly.

"What if I don't want to?" Di Jiang asked coldly.

While speaking, he suddenly heard a "bang", and the heaven and earth vitality behind the Taoist shimmered like a lake. Under the violence of the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito, he almost lost his mind, how to know that the person who led the way wanted to save him. Just when the one in front of him was an enemy, he actually urged the last force to attack the Daoist above the golden lotus.

Mo said that the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito at this time was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was not so easy to break through the defense of the twelve-grade golden lotus even in its heyday. The furious blow was like tickling, and the leading Daoist was unscathed, but it caused a burst of laughter from the ancestral witches.

Di Jiang laughed even louder: "The demon clan is no different from livestock, where do you know the good and the bad, why do you do these things." ”

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" The Taoist recites with his hands folded, and then slowly says: "The obsessed people in the world." There are so many people who are confused, how many people are perished, there is not much of him, and there is not more than him. ”

"The donor sees him as crazy, but he doesn't know that the poor monk is also crazy when he looks at the donor, or that others are crazy when he looks at the poor monk. They are all people in this worldly world, and who can be otherworldly?"

"Emptiness is not different color, color is not different from emptiness. Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. True and false, crazy and clear, who can really tell the difference!"

These words made Di Jiang displeased, and he said with a calm face: "Hello Daoist, I don't intend to argue with you, I just want to ask you." If I don't let him go, you're going to intervene?"

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" The Taoist recited: "If the donor insists on killing people, although the poor monk does not have the fearless spirit of exchanging one life for another, he can make the poor monk immortal, and the donor does not want to hurt his life." ”

At this time, the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito roared wildly. Strike again. Looking at his crazy appearance, the Taoist sighed slightly, and slowly reached out with one hand, turning into a Buddha with immeasurable light, as if the world was turned upside down, enveloping the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito.

The immeasurable Buddha's light is like a shackle tightly entangled, and in a moment, the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito cannot move.

Then he raised his hand and offered an object, which was a small bag, emitting a glimmer of light. At first glance, it looks bland, but if you look closely, you can feel some mysterious rhyme, indescribable magic.

This thing is a treasure, although it cannot enter the flow of the treasure, but it is also magical, there is the ability to collect people and take things, and it can be obtained from the treasure cliff.

As soon as the treasure came out, it emitted bursts of light, rolling up with a violent wind, whirring, and instantly enveloping the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito.

The bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito was in less than one percent state at the moment, and it was sealed by the Taoist with supernatural powers, how could it block the power of this treasure, but after a slight struggle, it was sucked into the small bag.

Goodbye ushers waved his hand, took the small bag, and put it in his arms.

Di Jiang originally wanted to do something, but when he saw that the person who received the Daoist had collected the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito like this, he immediately frowned and pondered.

The other party's supernatural powers are unfathomable, and there are innate treasures, not to mention that in the Flood Desolate Continent, there are some people who often act together and rarely separate.

For example, the three Qingdao people, such as Zhaoming and Shura, and the leading Taoists and quasi-Daoists in front of them.

Although only the Daoist came forward, it is very likely that the Quasi-Daoist is not far away. Once they make a move, the opponents of the group may have to be replaced by these two immortal kings.

The twelve ancestral witches joined forces to fight these two immortal kings, and the chance of winning was more than ninety percent, but they must use most of the means, after all, the other party has not only the top immortal king who has been famous for many years, but also has several innate treasures. Such an immortal king is not so easy to kill.

And if the other party has no intention of fighting, and fights and goes, retreats all the way to the Eight Heavens, and then joins forces with Dijun.

Ben killed the overlord whale, abolished the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito, and eliminated the two immortal kings of the Heavenly Court Demon Clan, taking a huge advantage. If such a thing really happened, it would be equivalent to sending two more terrifying immortal kings to the demon clan.

There is no doubt that the situation of the war will inevitably become more uncertain.

The Twelve Ancestors came to Qi, if they did not hesitate to pay a price, let alone lead the Daoist and the Quasi-Daoist, even if the Sanqing Daoist and other immortal kings came together, Dijiang was confident of victory. It's just that the price he paid like that was not what he was willing to bear.

After thinking for a long time, he finally made a choice, Di Jiang looked at the Daoist and said in a deep voice: "Okay, since you insist on doing so, today will be as you wish." You take the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito away, but don't let him out again, or don't blame me for waiting. ”

In this war, the goal is clear, only the Heavenly Court Demon Clan, and everything else can be put down. Since even the Kunlun Mountain front has been abandoned, naturally he doesn't care about giving such a face to the person who receives the Taoist.

De Jiang agreed, and the Taoist clasped his hands together and bowed: "Nan Wu Amitabha!"

After thanking him, he stepped on the twelve-grade golden lotus and slowly left.

After the Daoist disappeared from sight, Di Jiang gave a loud order to mobilize the Wu army to continue advancing.

Passed through the Starry Sky Sixfold Heaven and entered the former Ethereal Immortal Sevenfold Heaven.

This was once the place where the ethereal immortals lived, and the people of that era were prosperous. After that, it also became a place where the Heavenly Demon Clan lived, and it prospered again.

It's just that this prosperity has not lasted too long and has begun to dissipate, and at a glance, except for some traces of life and various buildings left by the demon clan, there is no one left.

Looking around, Di Jiang took a slight breath, he knew that the real decisive battle was coming. The demon clan did it very thoroughly, and withdrew the entire demon clan of the Seven Heavens, leaving no one behind.

Without too much detective, Donghuang Taiyi is not there, and there is a huge gap in strength, and no matter how many means the other party has, it is useless. And since Di Jun can ignore the life and death of the overlord whale and the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito, it is obvious that he has already made a decision: the decisive battle is not on the top of Zhou Mountain.

Looking at the army of witches who were entering the Eight Heavens one after another, as well as the other ancestral witches who were cautiously paying attention to the Quartet, Di Jiang set his eyes on the woman beside him again.

One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Ancestral Witch of the Earth, may only be one of the Ancestral Witches in the eyes of others, but only their Ancestral Witches themselves know how important this Twelve Sisters who were born in the last place are.

At this time, Houtu was indifferent, expressionless, and couldn't see what was in his heart. But it was like this, so Di Jiang couldn't help but speak: "Twelfth sister, I don't know what you have to do with Donghuang Taiyi, but remember your own identity." You are one of the twelve guardians created by the ancestral gods, and your mission is to protect the witch clan!"

"Big brother!" Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang: "I have always had something I don't understand, and I hope that my eldest brother will explain my doubts." ”

"What?" asked Di Jiang.

"We are the guardians created by the Pangu Ancestor God, why do you think that it is just to protect the Wu Clan?"

Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang and asked with a solemn face: "I am the first one between us to generate spiritual wisdom, but even I am full of confusion about the so-called mission. I really don't understand why we are called ancestral witches, and I don't understand why our mission is to protect the witch people. ”

"If the Pangu Ancestor God loves the Wu Clan alone, then why should he resurrect other races and directly make this world the world of the Wu Clan?"

"Twelfth sister, what do you mean by this?" Di Jiang's face sank: "Are you crazy?"

"No!" Houtu shook his head: "It's not that I'm crazy, it's that I feel like we're all crazy." ”

"Why are we called Ancestral Witches? Is it just because of the extraordinariness of our physical bodies, or do we have powerful magical powers?"

"No, the name of the so-called ancestral witch is just from the moment we were born with spiritual wisdom, it has been worshiped by the witch clan, and it has always been called the ancestral witch by them. For so long that we all thought we were witches. ”

"But is that really the case? Not really. My appearance is closer to that of the Immortal Clan, while the appearance of more of my brother is a remarkable Demon Clan. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Di Jiang's face was extremely bad, he had never thought that Hou Tu would have such thoughts in his heart.

And Hou Tu looked at Di Jiang with a sad face and said.

"Perhaps, we are not so-called ancestral witches, but pure guardians. ”

"It's not just the Wu Clan that is guarding, it's the whole world!" (To be continued......)