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Ten Golden Crow Princes left the Sun Star and had a lot of fun in the Buzhou Mountain area. They were amazed at every steep mountain and dangerous land.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is boring after playing for a long time. A few brothers discussed it for a while and flew towards the direction of the real dragon leader.

Soon after, a large number of witch clans appeared. They had just been punished by Di Jun, but the brothers restrained a lot. When they saw the witch clan, they did not come forward, but just secretly took care of themselves.

The real dragon leads water all over the land, which makes the golden crow, who is born as a fire spirit, dislikes it. After visiting many places, he is ready to leave.

Just as I was about to move in another direction, I saw a very large high ground appearing in front of me, like a huge pot lid buckled on the ground. There were a large number of buildings on it, a flag flying with the word "Meng" written on it.

"Look at that, that should be the military camp of the witch clan!" Jinwu Laoba pointed ahead and said loudly.

The second son of Jinwu nodded: "It should be, I heard that the Wu clan military camp is quite large."

"Then let's go and take a look?" Jinwu Laoqi looked ahead, quite curious. Because Di Jun was too strict, let alone the witch clan military camp, even the demon clan military camps had never been seen. When he saw this rumored thing, his curiosity naturally emerged.

"No, what if someone finds out?" Jinwu Lao Shi was a little worried.

"Hmph, you just like to worry about these things!" The third brother of Jinwu snorted: "We are the princes of heaven. What can we do if we are discovered? With uncle here, who dares to mess with us?"

"Yes!" Jinwu Laoliu nodded: "Teacher Kunpeng said that the witch clan was beaten by his uncle and did not dare to provoke him, so he took the initiative to ask for peace in heaven."

"We are the victorious party. What should they dare to do to us if the defeated party? Do you think your uncle is afraid of them?"

Jinwu Laoshi shrank his head: "I'm just worried. I didn't say my uncle was afraid of them."

"Stop quarrel!" The boss of Jinwu waved his hand: "Just go in and take a look, just don't disturb them, come with me."

The brothers immediately restrained their breath and sneaked into the military camp ahead.

In the largest animal fur and wooden tent in the middle of the barracks, a witch clan was half drunk and half awake and sat on the ground.

After taking a sip of wine, I felt the moisture on the ground. I stood up with disgust and touched and lie down on the stone bed beside me.

He sat up suddenly, vomited a few breaths of turbid air, and didn't know what he remembered, suddenly started to curse loudly: "Zhaoming, you monster, you beast."

This person is not someone else, but Meng Huai, the former manager of the Colosseum.

The Colosseum is one of the most important places in the entire witch clan. Although the witch clan respects strength, if it can become a manager there, at least among peers of the same strength, it already has unique capital.

He always felt that he was in good management. No witch clan escaped, and all the juniors who came to the Colosseum received great training, and the seniors in the clan praised him endlessly.

But all this changed completely after Zhaoming arrived.

A fire-swallowing demon in the Golden Immortal Realm actually broke through the defense of the Colosseum and successfully escaped. Even though the fire-swallowing demon is now the famous Donghuang Taiyi, he was indeed so weak back then.

That successful escape from Zhaoming had caused Meng Huai countless criticisms. Fortunately, he was born as a direct descendant of the twelve surnames of the Witch clan, and there was no great punishment after the blame.

But what happened later made him completely fall from heaven to hell. Zhaoming made a comeback and broke the Colosseum again. Not only did he leave safely, but he also let most of the demons go away many times.

This time the mistake was too great. Even the seniors in the clan could not protect him. After being severed, they were sent to this remote place to be the commander of a small military camp.

Although he is still the leader, in comparison, he is not worthy of carrying shoes to the Colosseum manager in both power and glory.

Over the years, he always hoped that the witch clan could kill the heavens, kill all the demon clans there, and let the damn Zhaoming die in the most tragic way.

But things went against my wishes. Not only did the Witch Clan fail to kill the heavens, but they were also killed by the demons. The damn Fire-swallowing Demon was actually known as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Even the defeated immortal clan and the Witch Clan strongman, and even killed the Immortal King and Witch Clan, the Great Witch in Wudao was helpless and could only hand over a letter to ask for peace.

Perhaps the witch clan had never said defeat, but in Meng Huai's eyes, it was defeated, defeated by a waste race that should have been erased from this world.

I have nowhere to vent my anger, so I can only drink wine every day to relieve my sorrow.

Anyway, this place has nothing to do with the world war, and I am happy to be free and easy.

"Zhaoming, you a beast who kills thousands of swords!"

Another loud roar did not attract the attention of the witch clan in the military camp. Many people knew what happened to the Meng family, and they were used to him drinking and scolding Donghuang Taiyi every day.

They don't care, but some people can't bear it.

When Meng Huai spoke insults again, Prince Jinwu slapped out with a palm, wiped out most of the middle of the camp, and then shouted at Meng Huai: "You lowly slave, dare to scold my uncle, see if I don't burn you alive."

Prince Jinwu has never seen the demon clan be bullied by the witch clan. After coming out of the Sun Star, he saw the demon clan's world with a new atmosphere. The ears are filled with all kinds of amazing and heroic deeds of his father and uncle.

I have never seen the power of the witch clan, nor have I seen the powerful witch clan in person. They are all arrogant and domineering, but the witch clan I saw along the way felt like this, and I also thought of it as a slave in the Heavenly Palace in my heart.

After sweeping away most of the military camps, Meng Huai was grabbed in his hands. The eldest brother of Jinwu looked fierce: "You witch clan slut, let's see how I burn you to death today."

As he shouted, the flames had been activated along his arms and slowly burned on Meng Huai's body.

The flame is not so strong or fierce, but it just makes Meng Huai feel severe pain without death.

"Who dares to come to my Wu clan military camp to be presumptuous."

This movement immediately attracted a large number of witch soldiers and killed them from all directions.

"Crown Prince of Heaven!"

The boss of Jinwu shouted loudly, waved his hand, and the rolling fire spread over the sky and killed him. The other nine little Jinwu were not willing to be outdone and took action one after another.

Ten Golden Crow Princes said they were children, but they had unique qualifications and Zhaoming taught almost all of their knowledge, and Fusang Baoshu helped them practice. At this time, they were probably even stronger than Di Jun at the same level.

The ten brothers cooperated tacitly and joined forces with each other. Who can compete with the powerful Wuxian King? In the blink of an eye, the killed people in the Wu clan army camp were overturned. The retreating army of the Wu clan ran to all directions without turning around.

"A group of incompetent people dare to hang my uncle's name on their mouth!"

The eldest brother of Jinwu grabbed Meng Huai's neck with heavy and light force, shattering his throat and pinching the trachea, making the other party feel like a duck twisted his neck, his face full of purple and black, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Meng Huai looked scared. He was not as brave as he said, otherwise he would have gone to Zhaoming to settle the score. No matter how he scolded him, he was naturally afraid in his heart when he really came to such a situation.

I wanted to ask for forgiveness, but my throat was pinched and I could only let out a wave of weak moans, and I couldn't do anything at all.

Ten small golden crows defeated the witch soldiers, but they still couldn't relieve their hatred. They burned the entire military camp without leaving any left, and then slowly flew towards Buzhou Mountain. They walked forward, no longer sneaking in secret, but constantly burning the fire to see everything.

After walking for only an hour, a large number of witch clan members came towards us. The leader was a female witch clan, with a sub-saint realm, and an extraordinary aura.

This person is Liudou, a twelve surnames of the Witch Clan. He is the wife of Wu Xiangzhou, the first Witch Clan. He usually practices in Wudao and rarely comes to the prehistoric continent. Today, he is visiting her husband on the front line of Kunlun Mountain. When he heard that a demon clan committed an offensive crime, he led his troops.

Xiangzhou is known as the best witch, and has been known as the number one person under the Immortal King, and has rarely lost in his life.

Unfortunately, Zhaoming and Shura emerged from nowhere, which made Xiangzhou defeated the two of them again and again. The number one person under the Immortal King has long become a joke.

Although he didn't say much, Liu Dou, as his wife, naturally knew the resentment in her husband's heart, and even she hated Zhaoming and Shura.

Di Jun and Zhaoming have deep brotherly love, and it is everywhere in the world. There are also rumors that Zhaoming is also a golden crow. At this moment, when he saw these ten golden crow princes killing and destroying each other, Liudou rose up in his heart.

I wish I could immediately take action to crush these ten little beasts into ashes, but if I wanted the High Priest to be solemn in the past, I could only suppress my anger and shout loudly to Prince Jinwu.

"The high priest of our clan and the Emperor of Heaven and Emperor Donghuang have made an agreement not to attack each other. Today, why are you going to kill again?"

Prince Jinwu raised Meng Huai in his hand and said loudly: "This dirty slave dares to scold my uncle and insult my demon clan Donghuang. He should tear him to pieces."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames in his hand wrapped the already dying Meng Huai, and instantly burned him to pieces.

When Liudou saw this, she was furious and pointed at the ten Golden Crow Princes and cursed: "You beasts, even if Meng Huai is wrong, you will be able to catch him. You kill countless witch people along the way. How should you explain this?"

"Today I will take you down and take you to the Heavenly Court to see how Di Jun speaks!"

"Oh no!" Jinwu's second son immediately whispered and said, "If the father knew that I would do this, I would probably punish me again."

He could not forget the three-foot bronze sword that was slashed down in Lingxiao Palace when Di Jun was burning in anger.

The eldest brother Jinwu frowned, a harsh ray flashed across the corner of his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, kill them all, and there will be no evidence of death at that time."

I immediately shouted at Liudou: "You slut, you witch clan, you dare to insult me. I won't let you lose your soul."
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