Lingli Qingfeng came towards him. Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang did not expect that Di Jun would use killing moves like this. At the critical moment, he could no longer think of a way to rescue him.

Seeing the life and death of Emperor Jiang, a yellow light shot like an arrow from a string, blocking the three-foot bronze sword.

With one light and one sword, the yellow light was defeated by the three-foot bronze sword. However, this number of breaths was enough for Di Jiang to change his move. With a flash, he pulled Zhu Jiuyin and escaped from the attack range of the three-foot bronze sword.

Stopped in the distance and looked at Houtu not far away.

The yellow light just now was naturally the magical power she used. Among the twelve ancestor witches, she is the controller of the earth move and has the strongest defense. With various reasons, even a three-foot bronze sword can be blocked by one or two.

Although she did not want the war to break out, she had been watching and did not work hard. But no matter what, she would never be able to watch her relatives die like this.

Retracting the three-foot bronze sword, Di Jun stood in his hand, looked at Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang, and said coldly: "It seems that you can't hold me back."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he rushed towards the other ancestor witches. The twelve ancestor witches took action together, without reservation, the energy consumption of Zhoutian Star Dou Array was huge, and he had to change the battle situation as quickly as possible.

The Zhoutian Star Dou Formation has the potential to be able to infer the opponent's next move, so that he can infer the opponent's next move, so that he can arrive first in the future and take the initiative to take the lead.

But the two in front of me, one is unparalleled in speed and the other has the power of time, so it is really difficult to make a difference, so I can only attack the others first.

"not good!"

Di Jiang rushed over quickly. Di Jun was already very strong, even if he was not as strong as Zhaoming, he was not weaker. Now he was holding a divine weapon. With the blessing of the Zhoutian Star Dou Array, he was simply an invincible existence at this moment.

I and Zhu Jiuyin can still deal with it. Once he approaches other brothers, the consequences will be unimaginable. Especially the ability that seems to be a predecessor, my brothers are afraid that they will be unable to defend themselves.

He approached quickly and was about to pursue, but saw Di Jun suddenly change his move and kill him directly.

The soldiers are never tired of deceit. Among the twelve ancestor witches, the most troublesome thing is the two people in front of them. Di Jun said he wanted to attack other ancestor witches, but in fact he put his murderous intention on these two people.

The attack was rapid, and the sword was slashed down, which was extremely fast. However, Di Jiang suffered repeated losses and was already prepared this time. He did not dare to use the speed to the extreme, so he did not dodge the first time. He did not approach Di Jun, but opened the distance to prevent him from being injured by the opponent's attack from being attacked first again.

At the same time, Zhu Jiuyin also came to kill, and the power of time emerged from all directions.

"I can't stop me!"

Di Jun waved the three-foot bronze sword, crushed the power of time, and threw away a few people directly. He killed Gonggong not far away.

With Di Jun's current state, once he is bullied, Gonggong will surely die. Di Jiang made the decision immediately, and his figure flashed, surpassing Di Jun, pulling Gonggong away from the battlefield.

Then he used his rapid magical powers. He danced like a dragon on the battlefield, and instantly pulled out the ancestor witches who fought with the nine marshals one by one.

Many ancestor witches left the battlefield, and the nine marshals immediately took this opportunity to recover slightly. Although they paid too much attention to their own battles and did not pay attention to what happened in this place, they understood a little bit: the war will not end like this.

"Don't think that only your demon clan has a formation. Today I want to let you know that my witch clan is not weak either! If you set up a formation, you will be the gods and evil spirits!"

Di Jiang shouted loudly, seemingly furious, but his eyes did not look at Di Jun, but fell on Houtu Ancestral Witch.

After the military order, the other ancestor witches began to squeeze the seal technique one by one. A stream of strange evil aura surged out of their bodies and rushed into the sky, like black demon flames, with a strange divine power.

Houtu Ancestor Witch looked at Di Jiang for a long time, and finally sighed, pinching the magic formula with both hands to condense evil spirits.

Twelve evil spirits soared into the sky, gathered together, turning into a strange statue of a demon god, roaring to the sky, unable to see the facial features, and the figure was like Pangu, who created the world in the legend.

The demon god roared, sprinkling countless black smoke and clouds, covering all the witch clan's billions of troops. In an instant, all the auras of the witch clan were connected together, just like the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation.

The demon god opened his mouth and squirted out twelve black evil auras, which directly connected to the twelve ancestor witches.

In an instant, the aura of the twelve ancestor witches rushed, making it even more terrifying.

"Di Jun, come and fight again!"

Di Jiang shouted, his figure flashed, and he was about to kill Di Jun.

Suddenly, a terrifying thunder fell from the sky, and it turned out like a galaxy hanging upside down, illuminating the sky and the earth, making it white.

"boom!"

The shocking sound caused a huge energy, turning into stormy waves and stormy waves to attack the four directions, causing the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain to suddenly become quiet. Both the witch clan and the demon clan were stunned and looked at the place where the thunder bombarded that day.

Eastern Palace.

At this moment, something strange happened, the flames inside became even more surging, and the power of the thunder made all the ancestor witches creepy.

That would definitely be able to easily erase the heavenly punishment of the strong Immortal King. What happened that day not only caused the fall of Donghuang Taiyi, but also brought such heavenly punishment.

It was just in confusion that a faint breath suddenly floated out of the Eastern Palace and flew into all directions, which made Di Jun and Taoist Kunpeng stunned, while many ancestor witches were shocked.

The aura was extremely weak, as if a small boat was about to be overturned in the storm, and it was almost impossible to detect.

But this is not important. What is important is that all the immortal kings present are familiar with each other. Who is it if it is not Dong Huang Taiyi?

"My second brother is still here!" Di Jun exclaimed, and tears filled his eyes. Everyone felt that Zhaoming was dead and there was no possibility of survival. Only he was unwilling to admit it because he was unwilling to accept this fact.

Unexpectedly, his persistence was the right one. Zhaoming was not dead. Even though his breath was extremely weak at this moment, Di Jun believed that no matter how terrible the punishment was, his brothers could definitely persevere.

He was not dead, he was still alive... Di Jiang's heart was surging.

Zhaoming is a variable, and has become a thorn and a gap in the hearts of all the immortal kings in this era. Just like the Nine-headed Emperor millions of years ago, no one would have the idea of ​​fighting with him.

Putting aside his terrible strength in the past, just the thunder just now would not be able to survive if anyone hit him. But Zhaoming not only wasn't dead, but he also emitted such a ray of breath.

He is recovering and may soon be coming out of some ruin.

At the same time, the top of Mount Buzhou.

Bai Ze looked at the Donghuang Palace not far away, looked ecstatic, and said anxiously to Taoist Kunpeng: "National Master, National Master, His Majesty Donghuang is still alive, he is still alive!"

He is a wise man and understands better than others how unsafe it is to pin the rise and fall of a race on a person.

But over the years, discussing internal affairs with Di Jun, and leading foreign affairs battles by Zhaoming has become a habit in the hearts of every demon clan.

Even though Di Jun has a magic weapon like the three-foot bronze sword, and even if he has a strange array like the Zhoutian Star Dou Array, he still cannot compare to the word "The Demons" come out of the Eastern Emperor and are unparalleled in the world.

With Zhaoming here, no enemy is worthy of evidence. Even if there is only a trace of breath that overflows now, Bai Ze is ecstatic.

"Yes, it's really good!"

Taoist Kunpeng smiled and nodded, but his hands trembled unconsciously a few times, and the eyebrows were a little unnatural.

"National Master, what's wrong?"

Bai Ze also caught these strange things and asked quickly.

Taoist Kunpeng shook his head: "I'm just worried that no one knows what happened that day. Seeing the terrifying power of the Heavenly Punishment, His Majesty the situation of His Majesty the Eastern Emperor does not seem to be very good. I can't help anything, and I don't know if he can survive it safely."

"If you can, you will definitely do it!"

Bai Ze looked firm. At this moment, he was no longer as calm as usual, but rather like those late-stage rookies who worship Donghuang.

"Yes, it's certainly possible!"

Taoist Kunpeng nodded slightly, but sighed in secret.

"The Emperor Dong is not dead, so you can't delay any more, kill!"

Di Jiang in the distance ordered an attack again, and many ancestor witches once again rushed towards the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation.

Unlike before, this time, not only the Houtu ancestor witch continued to watch the battle, but the water ancestor witch Gonggong also stayed behind. However, the billions of troops no longer waited, but rushed towards the front like a tide.

Di Jun took a deep breath, and he knew that the battle had really begun at this moment.

With a wave of the three-foot bronze sword in his hand, the infinite sword light was overwhelming with raging flames.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Every sword light was like a meteor fire rain, and the area where it covered was large pieces of witch tribe died.

If there are no strange means such as the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation, the number is not enough to make up for the gap with the Immortal King, especially Di Jun, who is holding a divine weapon and adding a strange formation, is invincible.

After one move, Di Jun frowned slightly. He suddenly discovered something strange. The dead witch tribes did not see any flesh and blood, but turned into balls of black smoke and rushed towards the body of the water ancestor Gonggong behind the battlefield. The feeling was like Shura sucking other people's flesh and blood.

After a moment of silence, many ancestor witches had fought with the nine marshals again.

With the blessing of the Dutian God Evil Formation, although the effect of qualitative change is not achieved, these ancestor witches have been much better than before. Even with the blessing of the Zhoutian Star Fight Formation, the nine marshals also feel that they are unable to defeat them.

This was not good, so Di Jun frowned and wanted to support him, but he saw that Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin had already been entangled.

"Di Jun, the Heavenly Court will be destroyed today!"

Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly, urging the power of time to join forces with Di Jiang to siege Di Jun.

On Mount Buzhou.

Bai Ze looked at the battle situation in front of him, and his heart was hanging in his throat. He believed that Zhaoming could definitely survive the punishment of heaven and return calmly, but no one could know how much time it would take.

The Witch Clan is too strong. After the inexplicable formation, the Zhoutian Star Dou array seemed to be extremely difficult.
Chapter completed!