More than 3,600 years after the battle between the Taoist Demons, the Ninth Heaven rekindled the war.

After the failed attempt to disintegrate and divide, there was no more nonsense, and Dijiang ordered an attack.

Zhu Rong stepped forward, waved his hand, and countless flames surged over the sky and gathered into a bunch, like a flame spear fighting against the sky and the earth, killing the demon army with murderous intent.

Di Jun had a expressionless face. He held a three-foot bronze sword in one hand and slowly stretched out his hand, condensed infinite flames, turned into a sky fire sword, and greeted the flame spear with the momentum of opening up the sky and opening up the earth.

The moment they met, they heard a loud bang and then saw the flame spear stabbed the Fire God Sword into two segments, and the Fire God Sword cut the flame spear into countless pieces and sprinkled all over the ground.

Although the remaining power of the Fire God Sword has weakened and there is no more power, it is obvious that Di Jun has the upper hand in this battle.

"Do you really think that if my second brother is not here, you can re-known as the God of Fire? Naive!"

Di Jun sneered and stood with his hands behind his back. The Emperor of Heaven was full of domineering aura, which made the demon army roar and his morale soar.

"It's not a day of fighting alone, what can I do if I lose one move and half a move!"

Rushou sneered and soared into the sky. The infinite golden light rushed towards the demon army like thousands of arrows.

"A little trick!"

Di Jun snorted coldly, waved the three-foot bronze sword in his hand, and flaming sword lights rushed out, covering the sky and the earth, like thousands of troops galloping away. In the blink of an eye, he blasted the golden light of Rushou.

"He has the treasure in his hand, so he took action together!"

Di Jiang shouted, his figure flashed, and he was about to rush into the demon army.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the light of the sun star suddenly converged, and then the moon star appeared in the sky. It was faintly visible.

Goodbye to the Buzhou Mountain, Taoist Kunpeng raised his hands, and a picture and a book soared into the sky. It was the book of the River Picture and Luoshu.

Two innate treasures circling rapidly around the top of Buzhou Mountain, triggering a wave of mysterious Taoist rhymes, as if a huge dome was shrouded down. In an instant, the entire eighth level of Buzhou Mountain covers hundreds of thousands of miles in a radius.

The Luoshu whistled and the golden light completely covered the sun star. The river map was like a shimmering lake, and silver light shining, covering the already looming Taiyin star tightly.

"Zhoutian Star Fighting Array!"

Di Jiang frowned. The last time Zhu Rong deliberately led Zhaoming to duel with him, the immortals took the opportunity to kill the eighth level of heaven and wanted to take the demon clan's nest away directly.

However, at that time, Di Jun and Taoist Kunpeng made some gains in practicing the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation. They led the army of demons to hold on until Zhaoming arrived.

Although Zhaoming made great contributions to the establishment of the Heavenly Court later, if it weren't for the perfect Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, even if Zhaoming had the power to the sky, he would have only obtained an empty heaven and alone, so how could he dominate it?

After that battle, many mysteries of the Zhoutian Star Dou array were spread. For example, they were naturally collected in such a detailed manner. But at this moment, the Zhoutian Star Dou array cast by Taoist Kunpeng was obviously very different from the rumors. If you guessed it well, this time the Zhoutian Star Dou array was far more powerful than before.

At this time, Tian Wu was just controlling the strong wind and roaring to the point where he came. He slapped out with his palm. The strong wind swirled wildly, causing the clouds to turn into a roaring wind dragon. It was unstoppable.

The leader of the defender in that direction was Marshal Fei Dan. Seeing the roaring Fenglong, he laughed: "It's just right here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he also urged his sword and turned into infinite strong winds and went straight to meet him.

One is the Ancestral Witch. The Great Immortal King Realm. Although the other is the Great Perfect Realm of the Sub-Saint, it is only the Sub-Saint's cultivation level. The two of them use their magical powers, one is like a dragon wandering, and the other is just like a python. With the power, the high ground is judged.

Just the moment when Marshal Fei Dan slashed out, he saw the Zhoutian Star Dou array buzzing sound. The Luoshu River map was like the sun and moon, emitting infinite sky light, shooting into the deep universe. All the stars in the sky appeared.

Starry lights fell down, white and flawless, rushing into the strong wind displayed by Marshal Fei Dan.

In an instant, a loud roar was heard. The strong wind, which was just like a python, instantly turned into a roar of the dragon, and killed it with the magical power of Tianwu.

The wind was howling, the clouds surging, and whirlwinds were like thunder rushing around.

After the explosion energy stopped for a moment, all the ancestor witches were shocked and it was difficult to distinguish. Even with the blessing of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation in the past, Shang Yang and others could compete with Zhen Yuanzi for a few moves.

But it was just defense, and it was quite difficult to get away. It was never as easy and casual as before.

"How is that possible!"

Tian Wu shouted, and killed him like a strong wind. Marshal Fei Dan was not afraid at all, and he also met him directly with a long sword in his hand.

Two figures were like thunderbolts and lightning, and thousands of moves passed in an instant. Starry lights flowed into the river map and Luoshu from all directions, and then poured down to Marshal Feidan.

At the same time, within the formation, layer by layer of vital energy rose in the army under Marshal Fei Dan, and it was blessed on Marshal Fei Dan like starlight.

All the blessings of the divine powers made it difficult to distinguish between Marshal Feidan and Tian Wu. Even though Tian Wu was relatively free to advance and retreat and had the upper hand, it was obvious that it would not be a short time to win Marshal Feidan.

Other places also took action, and many ancestor witches rushed into the periphery of the demon army and fought with the nine marshals.

The result is no different from Marshal Wu Feidan in Tian. With the blessing of Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, the nine demon generals soared into the sky and were not afraid of the ancestor witch methods in a short period of time.

"What a Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation!"

Di Jiang exclaimed. Even from his position, he had to sigh that this formation was magical, which actually allowed the sub-saint to fight with the immortal king of the Great Perfection Realm. There was only one place in the world.

"This is just the beginning!"

A cold snorkeling sound came, and Di Jun suddenly came over. The three-foot bronze sword in his hand flashed with cold stars. The extremely simple sword made Di Jiang feel a lot of danger.

Without saying a word, he activated his rapid dodge. However, as soon as his figure was revealed, Di Jun suddenly changed his move and slashed from a strange angle. He came back first, just facing Di Jiang's head.

My life is gone... Di Jiang's souls are all hiding. His confidence is that he is not as good as someone in the realm. Even Donghuang Taiyi cannot keep up with him. I really don't understand how the other party can do this, but he knows that he can no longer avoid it at this moment.

At the critical moment, a strange ripples flew over, entangling Di Jun, causing his speed to suddenly become extremely slow.

When a golden light emitted from the three-foot bronze sword dispersed the strange ripples, Dijiang had already activated his magical speed to fly far away.

"Brother, let me come here!"

Zhu Jiuyin rushed over quickly and looked at Di Jun with a cautious look on his face.

If he hadn't slowed down Di Jun's speed in time just now, Di Jiang would probably have been a dead body at this moment. I thought that Donghuang Taiyi was not there, and there would be no resistance to attacking the Heavenly Court this time, but I didn't expect that Zhoutian Star Dou Formation was so powerful that he almost made his side lose the general first.

"Come and fight again!"

Di Jun held a three-foot bronze sword in his hand and turned into a red shadow and killed Zhu Jiuyin.

The Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation is like a small world, divided into ten parts. The nine marshals lead an army to defend, while Di Jun connects with the Kunpeng Taoist in the middle to attack.

Using the River Map and Luoshu as the eye of the formation, we will guide the power of Zhoutian’s starry drift, and then condense the true energy of the army in the formation and condense it on the leading generals, allowing the nine demon generals to have the combat power of the Immortal King.

When the ancestor witch fights with him, each move is equivalent to fighting the entire formation, so it is naturally difficult to break.

This formation is naturally unparalleled and extraordinary, but it is not irrefutable.

Even though the formation is mysterious and can reduce energy consumption a lot, it is not continuous. The cultivation level of the Taoist Kunpeng can persist for a long time, but the cultivation level of the cultivators in the formation is limited.

Every attack seems powerful, but the true energy consumed is also quite huge.

Once the cultivators in the formation are unsustainable, the formation will be destroyed without attack. The last time the immortals attacked, it was because of this relationship that the battle was almost defeated. Today's battle will naturally not repeat the same mistakes.

The nine demon generals are in charge of defense and the attacker themselves. They must make the entire battle situation beneficial to their side before the limit of the formation.

With his hands raised his sword, the fire light was like clouds, scattered everywhere, stepping on the starry light gathered from the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, Di Jun was extremely fast and went directly to Zhu Jiuyin.

The vigilant Zhu Jiuyin sprinkled waves of ripples, urging the power of time to prevent Di Jun.

But the three-foot bronze sword has amazing power, and the gods and demons are easy to use. Even if the power of time is extremely mysterious, it is difficult to block the sharp edge of the divine weapon. The ripples formed by the power of time are like silk threads pointed to by the sword.

The three-foot bronze sword drove straight in and rushed towards Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin flashed and just avoided it, but before his body could stop, Di Jun's moves changed, and the three-foot bronze sword had already slashed towards the place where he was about to stop.

"Be careful! This guy is weird!"

Di Jiang flashed and rushed over at a super fast speed, preparing to rescue Zhu Jiuyin.

He had just suffered a loss and felt that Di Jun didn't know whether he had practiced some strange magical powers or because of the formation, he seemed to have the ability to predict the future. Not only was he extremely fast, but he could even count his next action.

This feels true. Although Zhu Jiuyin is already quite cautious, it is still calculated by the other party.

The speed was extremely fast. He was about to reach Zhu Jiuyin, but Di Jun suddenly changed his move again, abandoned Zhu Jiuyin and killed the three-foot bronze sword at Di Jiang.

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were quick and his hands were fast. In order to stop, he had already used the power of time to linger Di Jun.

He knew that the magic weapon was powerful and could not do anything, so he could only think about entangling Di Jun so that he could not move forward.

But Di Jun had already expected that with one blow, he directly sacrificed the three-foot bronze sword from his hand and killed Di Jiang like a comet.
Chapter completed!