Taoist Kunpeng kept looking at the Eastern Palace. Although he was still manipulating the formation, he was obviously absent-minded. [Especially with the bombardment of the sky thunder, Zhaoming's aura seemed to become stronger again, making his expression even more strange.

His brows pounding, as if he was in a state of confusion. He stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed and said to himself: "If you die, I will finish this match with Di Jun today and do my duty, but you are not dead... I can only say that your life should be like this."

Shaking his head, he spoke, "Bai Ze!"

Bai Ze hurriedly looked at Taoist Kunpeng and asked, "Master, what are your instructions?"

"When I meet the Emperor of Heaven, I will give me a message to him."

"What?" Bai Ze was stunned, puzzled by the reason. Seeing that the battlefield was anxious, the nine marshals had been obviously suppressed and were at a disadvantage. Only Di Jun was fine, but he was entangled by Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin and could not get out.

I was anxious and thought that Taoist Kunpeng had a good plan, but I didn't expect that he had asked him to lead the conversation. It was really weird.

Taoist Kunpeng sighed: "Just say, I, Kunpeng, are sorry for him."

In the battlefield.

Di Jiang's body flashed, holding a long rope condensed by evil energy in his hand, constantly attacking Di Jun from all directions, and Zhu Jiuyin next to him was also constantly using the power of time to influence him.

Two against one, but both of them dared not relax at all. The three-foot bronze sword was too terrible. With the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, once Di Jun escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Di Jun was also a little anxious, and the other party also had a strange formation. With the blessing, the nine marshals were increasingly defeated, and it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

The more sinister it is, the more calm it is.

The spiritual consciousness swept across the world, took a deep breath, and continued like this. The situation was worrying, so it would be better to take a gamble.

He made a decision in his heart, and suddenly a red light flashed, his body quickly rose, and flew above the formation. He pinched the magic trick with his hands and waved the three-foot bronze sword to activate the formation.

In an instant, infinite vitality surged out of the demon army, rushed into the sky, merged with the starry sky, and turned into nine white and flawless long swords and cut through the sky and killed it.

The target was locked at the nine ancestor witches outside Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin, and they were fast and they had arrived in an instant.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin only thought about blocking the way Di Jun attacked his brothers, but never thought that the other party would have such magical powers. This moment of hesitation has caused several brothers to be hit.

After a muffled groan, the nine ancestor witches were all repelled by the Starlight Sword, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

It is said to be the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, but it can also activate the power of starlight for one's own use. However, this way, it consumes a lot and makes it feel like drinking poison to quench thirst.

With the original plan, we must never activate the formation in this way, but we must make some changes at this time and we can only do everything.

Nine ancestor witches were injured, and the nine marshals immediately accelerated their offensive, hoping to expand their results. The momentum was soaring and each showed its magical powers.

Just as we were about to fight for another battle, a roar suddenly came. Goodbye, the sky and the earth were in a state of uncertainty, and the obscured sun and the moon star reappeared between the heaven and earth.

Looking up, Di Jun was stunned. The River Tu Luoshu, which was the eye of the formation, disappeared from the sky at some point.

When he was stunned, he immediately felt the powerful force brought by the blessing of the formation retreating like a tide, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The Zhoutian Star Dou array was broken... Di Jun also put in nearly half of the effort to practice this array, so he naturally knew what was happening at this moment.

But according to previous estimates, it would be fine if I fought for another half a month. Even if I suddenly lost too much power just now, I would not be able to collapse.

What happened... Di Jun quickly turned his head and looked at the top of Buzhou Mountain. But he saw that there was only Bai Ze there, and Taoist Kunpeng disappeared. He immediately shouted: "Bai Ze, what happened!"

Bai Ze was shocked and trembled all over. Hearing Di Jun's roar, he came to his senses and quickly trembled and said, "Your Majesty, no...no...no, the national master has left with the Hetu Luoshu."

"What!"

Di Jun's face changed drastically, and he was shocked and inexplicably. He thought that Taoist Kunpeng had been attacked, but he didn't expect that it would be like this.

At this critical moment, not only did he escape at the last minute, but he also took away the eyes of the Zhoutian Star Dou Array. This sudden change made Di Jun feel cold in his heart, and he felt that the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and his eyes turned black.

"ah!"

A scream came, and Xizi held the lightning and lightning in his hand and rushed directly into the demon army, killing and attacking the fields, and the lightning shot into the sky. Marshal Nine Infant swallowed and spitted water and fire, holding two wheels in his hand and wanted to block his power.

But before, the blessing of the Zhoutian Star Dou array was at a disadvantage. Without the blessing of the big array, how could he withstand the Immortal King's method? But after one encounter, the Nine Infant Marshal was flooded with thunder and lightning and his soul was scattered.

"Nine Infants!"

Ji Meng roared angrily, his eyes were about to break. Among the nine marshals, he and Jiuying both came from the former true dragon clan, and they had been in the North Sea for many years and had the closest relationship. At this moment, he saw Jiuying die in an instant, so how could he not be angry?

But the rage could not bring more power, but instead revealed a huge flaw. As soon as the roar fell, the golden light flashed, and Rushou held the infinite sharp gold energy and directly inserted it into his chest.

The golden light was shining like a bubble penetrated by countless golden needles. Marshal Ji Meng instantly turned into pieces and completely died.

The combat power of the Immortal King and the Sub-Saint is too different, and even Zhaoming cannot pass without the innate treasure. At this moment, without the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, the nine marshals are vulnerable to the front of the ancestor witch.

Ji Jiuying and Ji Meng died in battle, and soon Qin Yuan died under Shebizi's men. Facing the iron fist of the ancestor witch, he had no defense.

"Ah!" Di Jun roared angrily: "Kunpeng will mislead me!"

"Your Majesty, please leave quickly!" Bai Ze flew over and said anxiously.

The Zhoutian Star Dou Array collapsed and the situation was hopeless. Even if Di Jun had a three-foot bronze sword, he would be alone at this moment. If he continues to fight, he will definitely die.

"Let's go, where to go!" Di Jun's eyes flushed: "I am the lord of the heavenly court. Anyone can leave, only I can't leave! Don't talk nonsense, go to the Ninth Heaven quickly!"

"His Majesty!"

Bai Ze burst into tears and wanted Di Jun to leave, but Di Jun grabbed it and threw it directly at Buzhou Mountain.

"Remember what I told you before! Go quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out with a three-foot bronze sword in his hand.

As soon as he rushed out, waves of time were blocking the front. When Zhu Jiuyin rushed forward again, he said coldly: "Di Jun, there is no way to turn things around. Today, your demon clan will definitely die."

The three-foot bronze sword shook and crushed the power of time. Di Jun said loudly: "Today you are the only one who dies, and you cannot die. My second brother is not dead. He will definitely get everything for us today."

"He is just alive for the time being, and will soon go to the world of death to accompany you. Without the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, you are just like that."

Zhu Jiuyin sneered in waves, constantly invading with the power of time. The other party had a three-foot bronze sword in his hand, and he was not the opponent to fight hard. All he needed to do at this moment was to restrain him, so that Di Jun could not get out of his origin.

Without the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, the so-called nine marshals of the demon clan are just a joke. Now, Di Jun is the only combat power in the Heavenly Court.

Many ancestor witches rushed into the flock of sheep like ferocious beasts. The large group of demons were torn into pieces like thin paper, with countless casualties and injuries. Even Di Jun himself was still in danger under the attack of Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang.

The defeat was like a mountain of defeat, the situation was over, and I was powerless to turn the world back.

"Enough, I've won, there's no need to kill more!"

With a delicate shout, waves of vast air from the earth surged, turning into a burst of smoke, dividing the battlefield. The one who took action was Houtu Ancestor Witch who had been watching the battle.

At this moment, she flew to Di Jiang and shook her head slightly as she looked at Di Jiang: "Brother, everyone is pitiful. No matter whether it is the demon or the witch, there is no need to continue to sacrifice for this war."

"Just win, disperse the demon clan and disband the heavenly court. You can capture the Emperor of Heaven, but don't kill him."

"Twelve Sister, are you crazy?" Di Jiang's face became extremely ugly. He didn't expect Houtu to take action to stop him at this moment.

Hou Tu shook his head: "I'm not crazy, brother, I said that we have all become confused people, and many things seem to become blurred under the guidance of the high priest."

"Who are we and why they appeared in this world. Although it is not clear, I believe that the Pangu ancestor god was definitely not for us to kill."

"I'm not killing, this is war, don't you understand?" Di Jiang shouted.

Hou Tu shook his head and said, "If it's just a war, it's enough to win. Why continue to massacre? Victory and defeat have been divided. Isn't it enough?"

"Don't be so naive!" Di Jiang said loudly: "The demon clan is not that simple. Only those ants who had been destroyed back then were left, but because of the Donghuang Taiyi and the Tiandi Di Jun, he was reborn from the fire. He returned to the top of the world in this very short world, and even surpassed my witch clan."

"If you give them a chance today, the old thing may not happen again. This time, there was something wrong with Donghuang Taiyi. If he is still there, how many deaths and injuries will be made by my witch clan today, you know! Get out of here."

In a rage, he even swears.

"Brother, stop, there is really no need to continue this war!" Hou Tu shook his head stubbornly and refused to give in.

Di Jiang frowned: "Twelve Sister, do you really want to stop me?"

Houtu sighed: "I'm sorry, brother, I have no choice. I can't watch you kill his brother and do nothing!"

"Okay!" Di Jiang took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Zhu Jiuyin!"

"Brother!" Zhu Jiuyin flew over quickly.

Di Jiang pointed at Houtu and shouted at Zhu Jiuyin: "Stop her and don't let her ruin big things! It's so stupid!"

"Ah, this..." Zhu Jiuyin was stunned and couldn't understand the reason.

"That's it! Stop her!" Di Jiang's body flashed and he had already entered the battlefield.
Chapter completed!