Wu Clan, Pangu Temple.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also received the news from below.

"What, Sanqing followed Nuwa to the Monster Clan?" After Zhu Rong heard the news, he immediately said angrily with raised eyebrows, and the throne under him almost fell over.

"Three shameless old guys. I didn't go to find them. Instead, they came to my door. They dared to join the demon clan and fight against us. They are simply seeking death!"

Zhu Rong's voice shook the hall, and the hot air waves billowed red, which was very scary.

"Haha, it's unlikely that Sanqing will join the demon clan, but it's very possible to go against us!"

Zhu Jiuyin said coldly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, which was very terrifying.

"It doesn't matter, since the Sanqing are looking for death, let's do it together. They will take action sooner or later anyway. Now that they have taken the initiative to send it to our door, it saves us the trouble of looking for it!"

Di Jiang said in a deep voice, finally making a decision on this matter.

The ancestral witches were very angry. In fact, they had been busy dealing with the demon clan for these years, and Sanqing had really forgotten about it and didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, Sanqing actually took the initiative and got involved with the demon clan. This was obviously because he wanted to collude with the demon clan and deal with the witch clan.

"Fight! Send out all of them, leaving no force behind!" Xuan Ming said coldly with a frosty look on his face.

As soon as this statement came out, all the ancestor witches agreed. They were naturally warlike. At this time, there was no reason to retreat.

"Go to war!"

Di Jiang stood up and gave an order. There were only two simple words, but they contained endless evil energy.

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"Boom!"

On this day, the originally peaceful Buzhou Mountain area was filled with billowing smoke.

Chaos surged and surged, and a temple towered deep into the vast sky, standing there, unbreakable and lasting forever.

Pangu Temple bloomed with immeasurable divine light, as if in chaos, announcing to the heaven and earth, declaring the witch clan's fighting spirit and dissatisfaction.

The creatures in the eastern part of the prehistoric wilderness looked up and were shocked. The Buzhou Mountain area was a vast and majestic scene with great pressure.

The great witch of the witch clan led countless clan members to the battlefield, and even ancestral witches were dispatched.

The earth-shattering drums and horns sounded, indicating that a war was about to break out. Warriors from the Witch Tribe rushed out one after another, towards the junction of the Witch Tribe and the Monster Tribe.

"The real war is coming. The Wu clan seems to be out in force in this battle. After countless years of fighting, will the winner finally be determined?"

There was a powerful whisper. Standing on the ancient fairy mountain, looking at the vast land in the distance, the blood-evil air filled the sky for nine days, and the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

"Woooo..." Accompanied by the desolate horn, on the earth, densely packed shamans, tens of thousands of feet tall, were vaguely visible, moving between the blood evil and the mist, heading towards the end of the earth, stretching as far as the eye can see.

"There will be no peace again. I have a hunch that this battle will surpass the past and be earth-shattering."

Some living beings along the way sighed, as if they had foreseen a corner of the future, where the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had been fighting for endless years.

Drawing lessons from the past and the present, and referring to the disputes between the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, we can imagine that a battle to determine the outcome of the domination is inevitable after all.

sun star.

Ling Xiao also noticed the movement of the Wu Clan. It wasn't because of his keen perception, but because the momentum of the Wu Clan was so great that it shook the world.

This is an all-out posture!

"I'm afraid it's hard to say who will win or lose this battle with the lich."

Ling Xiao thought this way. He thought there was no suspense before, but now that Sanqing is on the side of the demon clan, the suspense has increased.

Although the Three Purities are nothing to him, it is different for the witch clan. The three quasi-sages who killed two corpses possess innate treasures. As expected, the three of them can arm-wrestle with the twelve ancestral witches.

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Of course, this must first exclude the situation where Zu Wu has no trump card.

"The witch clan's aggressive appearance doesn't look like they have no trump card..." Ling Xiao said with a smile. As a "experienced person", he naturally knew what the twelve ancestral witches' strongest support was.

Calculating the time, the Twelve Capital Gods and Evil Formation might have come out by this time.

If it is true as he guessed, Sanqing may be in bad luck!

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Hundreds of millions of witch clans are approaching the realm of the demon clan in a mighty manner. At the same time, the demon clan also sends out armies from all directions, in the sky and on the ground, oppressing the sky.

"Kill..." The ancestral witch roared, spitting out billions of thunder, which cut through the void, like a beam of light that opened the sky, indestructible, and instantly shattered the monster clan into pieces.

This kind of killing is terrible and bloody, but for the two tribes, this is the most normal thing. There will be no mercy at all for eternal hatred.

"Seeking death!" the great demon hero yelled angrily, showing his true form, with a human face and a horse body, with tiger stripes and bird wings, holding a Hunyuan iron rod in his hand, he was extremely fierce.

In an instant, he and Qiang Liang were fighting together.

"You've defeated your generals, how dare you act evil?" Qiang Liang's voice roared out like thunder, shocking all directions, frightening some little demons out of fear, making them pee, and make zombies lose their fighting spirit.

"Boom!"

They fought, and the void exploded, with a sound that shook hundreds of millions of miles. As Qiang Liang and Ying Zhao fought, the war officially began. The armies of both sides came forward and started a melee.

"Kill!" shouted Zhentian, fighting to the death.

puff!

Blood continued to splash, dyeing the sky red. The battle was so fierce that the sky was about to shatter, the earth was torn apart, the mountains were leveled, and the rivers were dried up.

Impacted by the fighting spirit, the four directions trembled, and the earth was about to sink.

"Who dares to fight with me!" The great witch Xingtian is holding a giant axe, standing over 100,000 feet tall. With every move of his hands, the monsters around him are falling like snowflakes. This kind of divine power is like creating a world in the chaos!

He went crazy.

The pride reaches the sky!

"Hmph! I'm here to kill you!" The ghost chariot came over, holding a purple-gold painted halberd with a square sky. It was as powerful as the sea. The halberd cut through the sky and cut out an eternal fairy light, intending to kill Xing Tian!

"Nine-headed dead bird, who gave you the courage? The head has grown again?" Zhu Rong showed his true body, came from the distant battlefield, and blocked the blow.

I don't know how many monsters were killed along the way. The divine fire on their bodies was like a hundred thousand volcanoes erupting and fell into the monster army. They screamed in an instant and caused countless casualties.

"Damn you! I'm going to kill you!" Gui Che roared, waving Fang Tian's painted halberd to kill.

The two sides fought together in an instant.

At this time, in the vast land, the blood was bleak and endless, the roar shook the sky, and the killing sound went straight into the sky.

The killings were carried out in the heaven and the earth, the cruelty shocked the underworld, blood flowed for thousands of miles, and corpses were scattered for thousands of miles.

The red clouds were thick and thick, and most of the ancient world turned red, spreading like blood, sad and strange.

Densely packed creatures were engaged in a life-and-death battle, and blood was spilled in sheets, dyeing the mountains and rivers red.

The war reached a fever pitch, and all the giants of the demon clan and witch clan were dispatched. Throughout the central part of the wilderness, the battlefield continued to spread outwards.
Chapter completed!