"Huh." Di Jiang let out a long breath and found that a layer of dense sweat had oozed out on his head.

The nine-colored light in the sky lasted for more than half an hour, and then slowly dissipated on its own.

And in the big pit stood a young man dressed in purple and wearing a purple gold crown. Zulong, Fengtian, Qiyun, Luohu, Hongjun and other old immortals who survived the first catastrophe felt that

No matter how I look at it, I feel that this figure is very familiar.

"Damn, my sun, isn't this that guy Di Jiang? He actually didn't die and came back alive." This was the thought of Zulong and the other three.

"Second brother is actually still alive." This was Luo Hu's thought.

"Hmph, this catastrophe will definitely turn your body into ashes." This was Hongjun's idea.

"Hey, that's not right. The person who transformed through the tribulation clearly has eleven life auras, and why did he become Emperor Jiang? It's a bit strange." Several people thought in their hearts.

Di Jiang stood there coquettishly, seemingly very proud, but in fact Di Jiang was frightened to death in his heart.

Why is this? Why are there lines of sweat on Di Jiang's head? It's a long story. Don't, don't hit me. I said, I said, I'll say it right now. But, can you give me

Do you want some flowers or a book review? What, you won’t listen anymore, no, no, I’m going to say it, I’m going to say it, I don’t want anything else. (The above is purely a joke by the author, please don’t take it seriously)

This has to start when the eleven ancestral witches were all bombarded by the thunder and were unable to fight back.

But it was said that the Eleventh Ancestral Witch was bombarded to the ground by the Tribulation Thunder, and countless thunder poured down, bombarding the body of the Eleventh Ancestral Witch that was about to collapse.

When these tribulation thunders struck, it felt like the eleven ancestral witches would be scattered in the next second and disappear between heaven and earth.

But the eleventh ancestor Wu Leng endured it tenaciously. This has to mention the spirit of the Pangu clan and the powerful strength of the Pangu clan. Um, civilized people, don’t hit me. What, let’s talk about the point. Oh,

The point is, you could have just said no earlier.

Don't hit me, I'll tell you right away.

It is said that this calamity thunder was thrown at the Eleventh Ancestral Witch as if it was free of charge. Di Jiang, who was hiding aside, was frightened when he saw it.

Di Jiang has put himself into it several times, but Di Jiang found that if he transformed with them now, he would definitely not be able to hold on, and he would definitely die miserably.

Several times, Di Jiang was scared to death. Several times, Di Jiang almost couldn't help but want to save them, but Di Jiang still resisted his impulse.

Di Jiang looked at the eleven ancestral witches who were struck by lightning, and comforted himself like this: "It's okay, it's okay, Di Jiang, you have to hold on, this is God's plot against you, you must not be impulsive.

, Impulse is the devil, I have to resist it."

"Yes, I have to hold back. We, the surviving members of Pangu, possess the great merits of the Great Dao that were given to Father God to open up the sky, and have the great luck of the prehistoric world. Even if it is the way of heaven, if we are killed, we will have to suffer the backlash of the prehistoric world. I don't believe that the way of heaven can

They are so cruel to themselves. Moreover, as long as they don't die, their physical strength should directly reach the middle-grade innate spiritual treasure level." Di Jiang comforted himself and said.

Yes, you are right. Di Jiang is betting. He is betting that Heaven will not dare to make a fatal move. He is betting that Heaven will not dare to make fun of himself. He is betting that Heaven will not attack the Wu clan now. He is gambling

Heaven does not dare to take action against the Wu clan.

But what he was not sure about was because there were many old sayings circulated in later generations - "Rabbits bite when they are anxious, dogs jump over the wall when they are anxious..." What's more, the way of heaven is not a rabbit, let alone a dog. The way of heaven is the supreme rule of the prehistoric world.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao was so impatient that he really attacked the Wu Clan directly. Di Jiang would not even cry when the time came.

Moreover, Di Jiang really thought wrong. Tiandao was also betting this time. He was betting that Di Jiang was a kind and righteous person, and he was betting that he would not watch him kill the other eleven ancestral witches.

Di Jiang was gambling, and so was Tiandao. Both of them were like crazy gamblers, putting everything on what they believed in.

Tiandao's attacks became more and more ruthless, but he chose to measure each blow carefully to ensure that he could not kill the other eleven ancestral witches.

Every time lightning struck Zhu Jiuyin and the others, Di Jiang's heart would tremble violently, as if he was the one being struck.

At this time, the way of heaven is also full of hardships. You said that I am also the way of heaven. Why am I so aggrieved? Damn it, I just wanted to make a small calculation against Di Jiang. Who knew that guy Di Jiang was so fucking cruel?

He doesn't care about his younger brothers and sisters.

Damn it, even if you just take action to help me step down, it won't be good for either of us if we continue like this.

And Di Jiang looked at the calamity thunder that was still falling, and then looked at the eleven ancestral witches squirming in the pit. Di Jiang was also cursing Heaven in his heart: "Damn, are you really fucking serious?"

It’s a life-threatening situation. We can’t watch it any longer. If we continue to fight, it will damage the foundation, and it will be over.”

At this time, Tiandao was also thinking: "I'm going to TNND. I'm so frustrated. Dijiang, you are so cruel. I don't care. I don't care whether you make a move or not. I won't come after the last move of labor and management. Damn, really."

My fucking balls hurt.”

After that, the calamity cloud in the mid-air began to shrink rapidly, "Boom." About half an hour later, a purple-black calamity thunder fell down.

"Tiandao, you are shameless." Di Jiang finally couldn't bear it anymore. Tiandao was forcing him to take action.

But this tribulation thunder is the legendary Zixiao Divine Thunder, but Tiandao doesn't want to bother anymore, because he knows that after his tribulation thunder falls, Di Jiang will definitely not be able to sit still anymore.

Because the ancestral witch was almost injured by those tribulation thunders before, if it hits a few more times, its foundation will be damaged.

But now that he has directly used the Zixiao Divine Thunder, if Di Jiang is really so ruthless and does not save the ancestral witches, then several of the ancestral witches will definitely die.

When the time comes, Pangu's will comes, and he has no good fruits to eat. But it is worthwhile to be able to see what kind of person Di Jiang is and what to do in the future. After all, Pangu was strong during his lifetime, but if it is just a will,

He won't be much better than himself.

Facts have proved that Di Jiang is not such a ruthless person. He still did not choose to continue gambling. When he saw that Jie Yun had shrunk significantly, Di Jiang sensed something was wrong and secretly mobilized his efforts.

As expected, Di Jiang guessed it right. Tiandao was really a desperate guy. In order to force Di Jiang to take action, he actually lowered the Purple Night Divine Thunder.

At the moment when the Zixiao Divine Thunder appeared, Di Jiang took action, his movement speed increased to the extreme, and Di Jiang appeared directly under the Divine Thunder.

The moment Di Jiang appeared, Tiandao breathed a sigh of relief. There was no way, Tiandao was also afraid of Pangu.

"Boom." The thunderbolt hit Di Jiang's body, and then fell to the ground, sending out bursts of smoke.

Due to the extremely fast speed of the Dijiang River, no one saw anything, so everyone only saw the Dijiang River when the smoke cleared.

When the smoke cleared, Di Jiang raised his head toward the sky and gestured with a long middle finger.

"Ahem." Since the smoke had just dissipated, Dijiang coughed twice symbolically.

Looking at the eleven balls of blood under the nine-color brilliance, Dijiang's soul detected that their foundation had not been damaged, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Hey, why did I end up with so many stupid brothers and sisters? We have to go through the tribulation together. You really value your love and righteousness. But if heaven hadn't informed me, you would have turned into Huihuile long ago.

That's it." Di Jiang scolded the eleven blood groups who were trying hard to transform into human form.
Chapter completed!