The bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito is very powerful, not only with unique destruction power, but also because Sun Jiuyang had made some small moves on him, allowing him to practice some strange skills, so he became even stronger.￥f

But this strength is limited. If he only faces the previous ancestor witch, he may not be able to lose his advantage and fight back. Unfortunately, he encountered all the ancestor witches at this moment. Under the siege, there was only one, and he was defeated quickly.

When the Jin ancestor witch used her killer move, the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito was at the end of her strength and was unable to fight again. Apart from the fierce light in her eyes, she could only maintain the power of flying.

The infinite golden light flew and danced like thousands of arrows storming overwhelmingly, and it was almost overwhelming to subdue the king of the Zerg.

Suddenly, an even more dazzling golden light appeared, blocking all the methods of the Golden Ancestor Witch. Goodbye, a golden lotus floated out of the infinite golden light, and the flowers bloomed in the twelve grades.

A monk in a garment stood on the golden lotus, with a solemn face, folded his hands together, and recited: "Namo Amitabha!"

Seeing the person coming, Di Jiang frowned and said in a deep voice: "Gui Yin Taoist, are you going to intervene?"

The one who came was not someone else, but was the leader of the Western Sect of Lingshan. This monk, who had long been famous all over the world like the Three Pure Taoist, has stopped caring about the major affairs of the world since he entered Lingshan in the past, and has not even left Lingshan.

No one had ever thought that today this Taoist man not only left Lingshan, but also interfered in this war at this time.

"Good, good!" Jie Yin Taoist clasped his hands together and shook his head: "I have no intention of participating in the war. But when Lingshan was opened in the past, I owe Zhaoming a favor. Today, I cannot participate in the war, and I know that I have no ability to stop the war. I can only do my best. I hope that all donors can show mercy."

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

"Good, good! That's exactly!" The Taoist Zhiying bowed slightly and bowed.

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

While speaking, he suddenly heard a "bang". The energy of heaven and earth behind the Taoist Zhiyan flashed like a lake. Under the violent brilliance of the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito, there was almost no reason. How did you know that Taoist Zhiyan wanted to save him? Just as everything in front of you was an enemy, you actually activated your last power to attack Taoist Zhiyan on the golden lotus.

Not to mention that the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito at this time was already at its last moment, even if it was in its heyday, it was not so easy to break through the defense of the twelve-grade golden lotus. The angry blow was like a tickling, and the Taoist was unscathed, but it attracted a burst of laughter from the ancestor witches.

Di Jiang even laughed loudly: "The demon clan is no different from livestock. How can you know the good or bad? Why do you have to do these things when you look for Taoist lord?"

"Namo Amitabha!" Hearing Taoist clasped his hands together and recited them slowly, and then said slowly: "There are so many obsessed people in the world who are confused and confused. There are so many people who are indifferent, and there are not many others."

"The donor sees him as crazy, but he doesn't know that I am crazy when I see the donor, or others are crazy when I see the monk. They are all people in the world, who can transcend the world?"

"Empty is not different from color, color is not different from emptiness. Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. Truth is true and false, crazy and clear, who can really distinguish it clearly!"

These words made Di Jiang unhappy and said with a calm face: "You are so sharp-tongued by Taoist Zhisu. I have no intention of arguing about these things. I just want to ask you one question. If I don't let him go, will you interfere?"

"Namo Amitabha!" The Taoist instructed him to recite: "If the donor insists on killing someone, although I don't have the fearless spirit of exchanging one life for one life, I can do it until I don't die, so the donor will not want to hurt his life."

At this time, the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito roared wildly and was about to take action again. Looking at his crazy appearance, the Taoist Zhiying sighed slightly, slowly poked out with one hand, turning into a vast Buddha light, as if the world was turned upside down, covering the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito.

The infinite Buddha light is like a shackle, which makes the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito unable to move in a moment.

He raised his hand to sacrifice something, which was a small bag, emitting a glimmer of light. At first glance, it looked plain, but when he looked closely, he could feel some mysterious Taoist rhyme, indescribable magic.

This object is a treasure. Although it cannot enter the most precious treasure, it is also extremely magical. It has the ability to collect things and get it from the treasure cliff.

As soon as the treasure came out, it emitted a shimmer of light, concave with strong wind, whirring, and instantly covered the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito.

The bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito is less than 10% in its state, and is sealed by the Taoist Taoist with magical powers. How can it block the power of this treasure? However, after a slight struggle, it was sucked into the small bag.

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

What else Diei Ben wanted to do? Seeing that Taoist Jie Yin had restrained the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquitoes like this, he immediately frowned and thought deeply.

The other party's magical powers are unfathomable, and there are innate treasures. What's more, there are some people in the prehistoric continent who often act together and rarely separate.

For example, the Three Pure Taoists, such as Zhaoming and Shura, and the Taoist Guiyin and Shunti in front of you.

Although only Taoist Zhisuo came forward, Taoist Zhunti was very likely not far away. Once he took action, the opponent of the group might have to be replaced by these two immortal kings.

The twelve ancestor witches join forces to fight these two immortal kings, and their chances of winning are more than 90%, but they must use most of the means. After all, the other party has not only the top immortal kings who have been famous for many years, but also several innate treasures. Such immortal kings are not that easy to kill.

Moreover, if the other party is not interested in fighting, he will fight and go, retreat all the way to the Eighth Heaven, and then join forces with Di Jun.

I killed the Overlord Whale, and destroyed the bloodthirsty black-jawed mosquito, and abolished the two immortal kings of the Heavenly Court Demon Clan, and gained a great advantage. If such a thing really happened, it would be like sending two more terrifying immortal kings to the Demon Clan.

There is no doubt that it will inevitably add variables to the situation of the war.

If the twelve ancestor witches come to you, if they do whatever they want, let alone bringing Taoist in the Taoist in the Inscription and Taoist in the Cunti, even if Taoist in the Sanqing and other powerful immortal kings come together, Di Jiang will have the confidence to win. It’s just that the price he paid is not what he is willing to bear.

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

The goal of this war was clear, and only the demon clan in the Heavenly Court could be put down. Since even the Kunlun Mountain Front had given up, naturally I didn’t care about giving Jie Yin Taoist such a face.

After Di Jiang agreed, he held Taoist squatted his hands together and bowed: "Namo Amitabha!"

After thanking him, he slowly left with his feet on the twelve-grade golden lotus.

After the Taoist Jieying disappeared from his sight, Di Jiang made a loud order to mobilize the witch army to continue moving forward.

Passing through the sixth level of the starry sky, entering the seventh level of the Piaomiao Immortal Clan.

This was once the place where the Piaomiao Immortals lived, and the population was prosperous in that era. Later, it became the place where the demons in the heavens lived and flourished again.

But the prosperity has not lasted for too long and has begun to dissipate. At first glance, except for some traces of life and various buildings left by the demon clan, there is no one else in the crowd.

Looking around, Di Jiang took a breath slightly. He knew that the real decisive battle was coming. The demon clan did a thorough job and withdrew the entire seventh-level demon clan without leaving any one.

Without too many detectives, Dong Huang Taiyi was not here, and the huge gap in strength was useless no matter how many methods the other party could use. Moreover, since Di Jun could ignore the life and death of the Overlord Whale and the Bloodthirsty Black-jawed Mosquito, it was obvious that he had made a decision: to fight the top of Mount Buzhou.

Seeing the witch army entering the eighth heaven one after another and other ancestor witches who were cautiously paying attention to the four directions, Di Jiang set his sights on the woman beside him.

In the eyes of others, Houtu, the ancestral witch of the earth, one of the twelve ancestor witches, may be just one of the ancestor witches, but only their ancestor witches themselves know how important this twelve sister who was born in the end is.

At this time, Houtu looked indifferent and expressionless, and could not tell what was thinking in his heart. But just like this, Di Jiang couldn't help but speak: "Twelve Sister, I don't know what your relationship has with Donghuang Taiyi, but remember your own identity. You are one of the twelve guardians created by the ancestor god, and your mission is to protect the witch clan!"

"Brother!" Houtu looked at Di Jiang: "I have always had something I don't understand, and I hope my brother will explain my doubts."

"What?" Di Jiang asked.

"We are the guardians created by the ancestor god Pangu. Why do you think it's just to protect the witch clan?"

Houtu looked at Di Jiang with a solemn look on his face and asked, "I am the first among us to develop wisdom, but even I am full of confusion about the so-called mission. I really don't understand why we are called ancestor witches, and I don't understand why our mission is to protect the witch clan."

"If Pangu's ancestor god loves the witch clan alone, why do you have to resurrect other races and directly make this world a world of the witch clan?"

"Twelve Sister, what do you mean?" Di Jiang's face darkened: "Are you crazy?"

"No!" Hou Tu shook his head: "It's not that I'm crazy, but that I feel we're all crazy."

"Why are we called ancestor witches? Is it just because of the extraordinary body? Or is it that we have powerful control power?"

"Not all, the so-called ancestor witch's name is just that from the moment we were born with spiritual wisdom, it has been worshipped by the witch clan and has been called the ancestor witch by them. Over time, it has made us all think that we are ancestor witches."

"But is this really the case? It's not like this. My appearance is closer to the immortals, while more brothers look like a demon."

"What do you want to say?" Di Jiang's face was extremely bad. He had never thought that Houtu would think like this in his heart.

Houtu looked at Di Jiang with a sad face and said.

"Maybe, we are not the so-called ancestral witches, but the pure guardians."
Chapter completed!