Chapter 3 The arrival of the Eastern Emperor
The sky is shining in the north, and the sun shines.
Everyone in Yunxuan Pavilion looked anxious.
Their eyes were now focused on the same person.
That is Taiyi.
‘Fuck, why are you staring at me one by one?’
‘Let me settle it, at least tell me how to settle it! I don’t even know how to fly, how to settle it?!’
Taiyi couldn't help but complain, and at this moment, Ao Yue had a fiery red aura soared into the sky, and his body dissipated, and then the fiery red aura above condensed into a five-clawed red blood dragon.
The blood-red dragon scales are extremely fierce.
But just like this, the body fell on the ground, and the noble dragon head was bent down, hanging in front of Taiyi's body.
Taiyi looked at Ao Yue who turned into the body in front of him, and his eyes twitched. Damn... This is a real dragon!
After scanning the other people, Taiyi felt so distressed. Now, if you don’t get better, you have to get better! If you die, you will die!
He stepped out and stood directly above Ao Yue's dragon head.
With his hands behind his back, the ink-colored robe and his long silver hair fluttered away in the wind. In the eyes of everyone, Taiyi, who looked like this, was simply handsome.
But it’s hard, only you will understand it in your heart.
'roar!'
A dragon roar sounded, and the red dragon soared into the sky. Taiyi, who was standing on the dragon's head, changed drastically and almost fell down unsteadily.
‘Your uncle can’t be more stable?!’
Fortunately, the red dragon had risen into the sky, and the people in Yunxuan Pavilion did not notice Taiyi's slightly panicked feet.
……………………
at the same time.
Toward the north of Buzhou Mountain, there is a land of thousands of miles, which is burned by the hot sun, and the plants and trees on the ground are withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And in the center of this harsh sun is a middle-aged man wearing an imperial gold brocade robe, a white jade crown, and a resolute and cold face.
This is the Emperor of Heaven.
Around Di Jun were his ten sons, among which Lu Ya, the top ten, looked like a ten-year-old child, looking at the three strange-looking people around him with an angry look on his face.
One person is full of red, one is covered with bone spurs, and one is dragon body and human head.
They are Zhurong, Xuanming, Zhu Jiuyin, and the three great ancestor witches, each controlling the three laws of fire, rain and time.
In addition to the three of them, there are dozens of great witches, and these great witches all showed a look of pride in their eyes.
It is great pride for them to be able to participate in the siege of the Emperor of Heaven.
"You, you witch thieves! I, Emperor Taiyi, will not let you go!"
Lu Ya pointed at the surroundings and shouted angrily.
"Oh? You little golden crow is quite arrogant. Do you know that your uncle Taiyi is now seriously injured and cannot be protected."
Zhu Jiuyin smiled coldly. He personally attacked Donghuang, and he did not use his own power, but the "power of a saint".
In his opinion, Donghuang is now seriously injured, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "the oil lamp is gone".
"Don't you fart, my Taiyi Uncle is overwhelming. As soon as the Chaos Bell comes out, you are just ants!"
The oldest big golden crow among the ten emperors scolded him loudly.
He stood in front of Di Jun. He was the oldest and the most careful observation. After the fight just now, he knew that his father Emperor had been injured.
Although Di Jun is strong, he is not as perverted as Donghuang Taiyi. It is already very difficult to fight against three with one.
These ancestor witches each have powerful bodies comparable to those of quasi-saints. Although they cannot become saints like the Three Pure Ones without Pangu's Yuanshen seal, they each control the power of the laws of heaven.
“So much nonsense.”
Zhu Rong raised his hand, and the surging flames surged, burning half of the sky.
"Di Jun, today is your death period. Don't worry, in the near future, your demon clan and your heaven will follow you!"
There was a hideous smile on his face.
Xuan Ming also took action at this time, with his hands open, and in an instant, the black clouds filled the sky, covering the Emperor's sunlight, and black rain fell from the sky.
There was also Zhu Jiuyin, and the dragon's tail flicked, and the flow rate slowed down during the radius of thousands of miles. Even if someone wanted to save Di Jun, he was still powerless.
Di Jun, the Emperor of Heaven, frowned tightly. He frowned not because of the dilemma, but because he heard from Zhu Jiuyin that Taiyi was seriously injured.
How awesome his younger brother is, he is the one who knows best that he is the one who is just twelve ancestor witches. When the Chaos Bell comes out, it will be a shock to the world. If he can have the position of the Emperor of Heaven today, he will also be fully entrusted with the power of the Eastern Emperor.
I thought to myself that even my brother had kneeled down, what else could he have?!
"Is it possible that my demon clan has exhausted his energy."
Di Jun's brows relaxed, his face was full of decadence, he looked up at the sky, and sighed: "Forget it, forgot!"
"Father Emperor, you must never give up. As long as you persist a little more, Uncle Taiyi will definitely come to rescue us."
"Yes, Father Emperor, you are the emperor of the demon clan and the emperor of the heavenly court. The queen mother is still waiting for you in the divine palace. How can you give up? Just a few witch thieves, when the uncle Taiyi comes, they will definitely be destroyed!"
"Father Emperor!"
“…”
These ten emperors all spoke out to dissuade them.
Around the surroundings, the power of the three great ancestor witches has been condensed to the extreme, and dozens of great witches have all taken action.
"well…"
Di Jun shook his head: "Son, forget it, I can't win anyway, I can't run away even if I don't resist. I can't resist in this life."
"Di Jun, die!"
Zhu Rong, Xuanming, Zhu Jiuyin, all took action!
And, at this moment.
A dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and the black clouds above were instantly washed away, and a red-blooded dragon rolled out of the clouds.
"Donghuang!"
"It's Donghuang!"
“…”
The dozens of great witches all changed their faces. Even the three ancestor witches, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming and Zhu Jiuyin, subconsciously put away their tricks and retreated hundreds of feet.
"Taiyi!"
"My good brother! You are finally here!"
When Di Jun saw Taiyi, his decadence just now was wiped out, and his eyes were filled with tears. The ten emperor sons were even more excited and they all visited and shouted, "Meet the Emperor's Uncle."
The red blood dragon Ling Tian, Taiyi stood above the dragon's head with his hands behind his back.
His expression was calm and seemed calm, but in fact he felt very nervous.
Moreover, he was cursing his mother crazy.
Although his divine body was seriously injured, his hearing was still very good. He heard what Di Jun said just now, and he was declining to hear it.
At that time, he was stunned.
This is the demon emperor of the demon clan, what should the Emperor of Heavenly Court say?!
How come Donghuang has such an unlucky brother?!
But these are not what you should think about now. What you should think about now is, what should you do next?!
Taiyi's eyes pretended to be deep and glanced at the three ancestor witches of Zhu Jiuyin. Although these three guys temporarily stopped, they did not run away. As long as they showed some signs of serious injury, the three ancestor witches would take action immediately.
Chapter completed!