The power of time makes Houtu seem to be trapped in a mud and unable to move. The person who takes action is naturally Zhu Jiuyin.√∟

"Second brother, let me go!"

Houtu looked at Zhu Jiuyin urgently asking, and she could no longer watch the war, and watched the war continue.

"Sorry, twelve sister, I can't violate the orders of my elder brother."

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head. He didn't know what Di Jiang and Houtu had just argued, but since it was the eldest brother's order, he could only abide by it.

Hou Tu took a deep breath, pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and a series of vigorous thick earth aura rushed towards the time swamp in all directions. This vigorous thick earth aura disturbed the time swamp, but it could only disturb and could not be cracked.

Zhu Jiuyin didn't have much movement, but said lightly: "Twelve sisters, don't try it. Even though you are the only one with a soul between us, your thick earth energy is mostly defense and limited attack power, so you cannot break through my worldly power."

There is a stalemate here, but another part of the battlefield is the rise of killing.

Without the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, the demon clan army has no power to fight except Di Jun.

The nine marshals died one by one. Faced with these ancestral witches at the top of the Immortal King realm, they were not much different from ordinary sub-saints. They could only resist slightly and were directly erased.

Thunder, flames, strong winds, heavy rains, or they were blown into pieces or burned to nothing. There were corpses everywhere on the mountain of Buzhou, and blood flowed into rivers.

"Ah! You bastards, I'm fighting with you!"

Marshal Shang Yang roared, threw away the weapon in his hand, and aroused his true energy, making a whirring sound, and the blue flames soared into the sky, and were all sucked into his body by him.

At this moment, a strange blue color appeared on the surface of him, bright and even red light appeared.

"Bang!"

Goodbye, slight flames emerged from all over my body, as if there were too many flames in my body and my body could not be loaded. A blue flame flashed under my feet, and my whole body rushed towards the witch army like a meteor.

As he ran rapidly, his body became bigger and bigger as if inflating. Until...

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Marshal Shangyang exploded directly among the demon clan army. The rolling green flames spread out like a tsunami, drowning a large number of witch clans. Countless casualties, and the majestic figure disappeared.

The defeat was like a mountain of fall, and the disappearance of the Zhoutian Star Dou array made Marshal Shang Yang know that the situation was destined. Before the Emperor of Heaven left, he could not escape and was unwilling to escape.

Beihai lived in vain for three thousand years. Everything was enough. Since the destruction of the heavenly court was about to be destroyed, he lost his life and buried it here.

At that moment, his will was extremely firm, so firm that he burst his soul and life without hesitation.

"Shang Yang...good example!"

Marshal Ghost Car looked at the direction of Marshal Shang Yang from afar, exclaimed, and lost his weapon and rushed directly towards the witch army.

"boom!"

Another loud noise. The energy of heaven and earth erupted like a volcano, sweeping across the West. Pieces of the witch tribe died and disappeared with the Ghost Car Marshal.

Not everyone has magical powers and magic weapons like Zhaoming. In such a battlefield, a sub-saint's role is really limited. If you can't do anything before the opponent's killing move comes, it may be even more meaningless to die.

"Maybe it's time for us to sacrifice!"

Yingzhao and Qin Yuan looked at each other, and rushed towards the witch army without hesitation. In such a battlefield and such a situation, without the guidance of others, the death has become their best destination.

"Boom.Boom!"

The shocking explosion, with the unyielding will of the two, turned into the final attack and hit the witch army like a mountain torrent. The deaths and injuries were everywhere, but they were only a drop in the bull and were trampled by in the blink of an eye.

"ah!"

Marshal Chi Tie roared wildly, and wanted to make the final resistance, but unfortunately he was not so lucky.

Zhu Rong came over the fire, raised his hand and trapped it with a flame, and sneered: "It's not that easy to explode yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire of Li in Nanming gushed up, drowned Marshal Chitie and burned it clean. The former demon king disappeared between heaven and earth in this way.

"ah!"

Di Jun roared towards the sky, and the sun's spiritual fire gushed out and hit the four directions.

"Today, the only way to live and die together!"

Amid the roar, the three-foot bronze sword was swung and slashed. The sword light was cold, the wind and clouds were surging, and no one could stop it. Countless witch soldiers were directly cut down and turned into balls of black gas and rushed into Gonggong's body.

Di Jiang activated his divine speed and wanted to attack him unprepared. But at this time Di Jun was already crazy and didn't think too much about it.

The Heavenly Court is about to collapse and the situation is over. Now I can only kill all directions like Shura, and get back all the costs for my brothers.

The magic sword is powerful and dances like a storm, and it is impossible to escape. Even if the Dijiang is so fast, there is nowhere to start.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhu Jiuyin was about to come forward to help, but he heard Di Jiang shouting: "Zhu Jiuyin, just look for the twelve sisters for me. Zhurong, Xizi, Qiangliang, Tianwu, come with me to kill the Emperor of Heaven."

After the military order was issued, Zhu Rong and others immediately abandoned the demon army over there and joined forces to kill them.

The five ancestor witches joined forces, and the blessing of Dutian Divine Evil Array, the divine power is in the sky and the means are terrifying.

However, Di Jun was in a mad state and could not use common sense to guess, and the three-foot bronze sword in his hand was even more sharp. With his sharpness revealed, all the magical attacks were shattered and spread in all directions.

"Attacking my heaven and slaughtering my people, we will definitely die today!"

At this moment, Di Jun no longer had the elegant temperament of the past. He held the magic weapon and transformed into Shura. Wherever he passed, the witch clan of no matter what level he was, he became his target of attack.

Even though the five ancestor witches joined forces, it was difficult to limit them. Instead, they were bound by the three-foot bronze sword and were almost injured several times.

In desperation, Di Jiang could only shout out loud again: "Rushou, Shebi's corpse, Jumang, come here quickly!"

The eight great ancestor witches joined forces, and this time, they finally blocked Di Jun's killing steps, but they only blocked it. Under the terrifying three-foot bronze sword, Di Jun was like a hover meat, which made people have nowhere to start and could only spend it there.

"boom!"

A loud noise today, another thunder fell from the sky and slashed directly into the ruins of the Eastern Imperial Palace.

The fire was shaking wildly, blending with the thunder that day, as if it was about to burn the entire world.

"Huhh!"

Vaguely, it seemed as if I heard ferocious beasts panting, which was shocking. After a crazy bombardment of flames and thunder, it suddenly disappeared without a trace like a bubble stabbed by a sharp weapon.

Then I felt a breath appear. It was the breath of Zhaoming, but this time it was much stronger than before, as if it was recovering rapidly.

This sudden change shocked many ancestor witches again, and even stopped Di Jun's movements slowed down until Di Jiang roared.

The three-foot bronze sword was extremely sharp and almost killed Shebi's corpse. Thanks to Dijiang's timely rescue, he survived.

Zhu Jiuyin frowned, his eyes turned, and suddenly he had a plan and immediately shouted loudly to the front: "Oh, Donghuang Taiyi is recovering, I am afraid he will recover. At this moment, healing should be at a critical moment, and it is time. Brother, leave it here to your brothers, go to Donghuang Palace and kill Donghuang."

Before, the sky thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder

As soon as Zhu Jiuyin reminded him, Di Jiang suddenly realized that such an opportunity was fleeting, so how could he let it go?

Immediately activated the speed of the gods and rushed directly towards the Eastern Palace. At this moment, the Zhoutian Star Dou array was broken and he was not convinced. Taoist Kunpeng fled again with the River Tu Luoshu, and no one could stop him.

This sudden change made Di Jun feel anxious and shouted: "Don't leave, thief!"

Immediately, I chased Dijiang regardless of everything.

But not to mention the many ancestor witches that were blocked, even if they were just comparing speed, they could not compare to Dijiang.

Zhu Jiuyin, who had been preparing for it, suddenly abandoned Houtu and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Di Jun.

"Second brother!"

Hou Tu was shocked and exclaimed, trying to stop him, but the swamp of time was still there, so how could it be too late?

"Di Jun, your death is here!"

Zhu Jiuyin burst into laughter, rushed to Di Jun, raised his hand and a time ripple hit his back. This attack exerted all his power, which was the power of time slowing down, which immediately slowed Di Jun's speed. Not to mention the Immortal King, it was even less than Taiyi Jinxian.

He said so loudly before, not only to suggest Di Jiang to kill Zhaoming, but also to rebel Di Jun's mind. The three-foot bronze sword is too sharp, either for a long battle or for the other party to reveal his flaws.

After the calculation, it was indeed successful. Such an opportunity would not be spared by other ancestor witches.

Rushou was the first to attack, holding a golden light in his hand and slapped Di Jun's chest directly. The infinite golden light condensed and exploded, with a terrifying power. In an instant, Di Jun seemed to be chopped by thousands of swords, his body was covered in bruises, his clothes were broken, and his flesh and blood were churned.

The aura of green wood, the power of thunder and lightning, heavy rain and strong wind... Many ancestor witches took action, exerting all their true energy, and turning the attack to the extreme.

Di Jun, who was under the slow force of time, had no time to dodge. All attacks were accepted and they were instantly flooded with terrifying energy.

"Emperor of Heaven!"

Bai Ze at the entrance of the Tianmen turned around and happened to see this scene. He shouted in fear and burst into tears.

The ancestor witches blessed by the Dutian Divine Evil Formation are even more powerful than ordinary people. If such an attack is expected, no one in the world can bear it except Zhaoming's treasure body.

Many ancestor witches had no intention of hiding their hands. They tried their best to attack and knocked them down one after another. After each stopped, Di Jun's figure was revealed in the chaos of clouds and mists.

The flesh and blood are blurred and cannot form a human form, and the breath is even more collapsed and is constantly dissipating.

The miracle did not happen, and suffered such an attack, and was even eroded by the evil spirits of Dutian. Even though Di Jun's cultivation level was too late to turn the world.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!