"Even so, I have to make them pay before I leave."
Di Jun shouted, his whole body turned into a huge fireball and rushed into the battlefield, actually starting to kill those ordinary witches.
It was only a moment of effort, until the other ancestor witches found out that something was wrong, the witch tribe who died in Dijun's hands had already exceeded one hundred thousand.
"Di Jun, you are looking for death."
Di Jiang immediately found him and attacked Di Jun frantically. Dong Huang Taiyi was directly surrounded by five ancestral witches.
This situation, no matter how you look at it, the Monster Race is about to lose.
"Fuxi, Nuwa, are you really going to be an enemy of my Wu Clan?"
There were 4 ancestral witches blocked by Nuwa and them. If they had been before, they would naturally fight directly, but they learned from Dijiang that Nuwa was destined to become a holy. They were a little jealous and did not start the fight immediately. Of course, the main reason was that Even without them, the Wu Clan still has the upper hand.
"You witches are extremely shameless when we hear about the interception of juniors, and now I still want to kill them all. Fortunately, I used to think that all the witches are upright and honest men, but they all pretended to be. The blood of the Great Pangu is really shameful for the Great Pangu."
Fuxi said with an angrily face, he still has his heart toward the monster race. If the witch race and the monster race take a stand and fight, even if they lose, Fuxi will never be so angry, mainly for the witch race now. The method was too despicable. The Ancestral Witch killed most of the elite and launched a sneak attack before Emperor Jun and the others returned.
Nuwa's face was cold and frosty, holding a red hydrangea in her hand, ready to shoot at any time, her anger was no lower than Fuxi's.
After being said by Fuxi, the faces of the blocked ancestors also showed embarrassment. There is no way, what the other party said is really reasonable, I have done it myself, and no one is allowed to say it!
It's all that guy's fault. If he hadn't sold us the system, we wouldn't be like this.
A certain ancestor witch unscrupulously threw all the cause and effect to Yi Shuihan, and Yi Shuihan, who had just appeared on the battlefield of the Lich, turned his eyes here if he felt it.
"It's really miserable!"
After taking a look at the battlefield, Yi Shuihan suddenly felt that he was at fault. If he hadn't bought the system himself, these monster races would not have been tortured. Maybe their original ending would be dead, but at least they wouldn't be dead so useless.
Of course, this kind of thought just passed away in a flash, and at the level of Yi Shuihan, he would not have been easily influenced by these emotions long ago.
"This time the ancestor witch does not even need to reveal that the twelve gods and demons can win the big formation."
The power of the flesh is added to the mana. Although the ancestor witches only have the Great Luo Jinxian, each of them still has soared by 10% or 20%, and for their level, this 20% is enough to change the battle.
Rumbling,
Donghuang Taiyi was smashed into the ground, and hundreds of mountains were smashed to pieces.
Even if the Eastern Emperor Taiyi possesses the Chaos Clock, he still suffers serious injuries at this moment. It is not that the Chaos Clock is not good, but that he cannot fully utilize the Chaos Clock's capabilities with his current cultivation base. The Chaos Clock is a treasure used by the Saints.
Originally, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi could barely deal with the 4 ancestor witches, and most of them were at a disadvantage. This time, he faced the 5 directly, and they were all enhanced versions. It was only natural to lose so quickly.
"Second brother!"
Seeing Donghuang Taiyi in a crisis, Dijun's eyes were red, and he didn't care to continue attacking Dijiang, and immediately went to rescue Donghuang Taiyi.
Although Di Jiang's strength had increased, he couldn't take advantage of Di Jun, and he didn't stop Di Jun who was going to rescue him.
"Big brother, I'm fine."
Donghuang Taiyi's vestment was damaged, with a gray head and a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He stood up, but it felt like a strong support.
"I know you are all watching? Really want the Wu Clan to destroy the Demon Clan. If you don't have the Demon Clan, your life will not be easy."
Di Jun shouted to the surroundings. Although he did not show up, anyone at the quasi-saint level could vaguely sense the existence of the same level, and the surrounding void had long been hidden without knowing how much power.
As Emperor Jun spoke, the ancestral witches also stopped temporarily, gathered together, exuding an extremely strong aura, as if anyone who wanted to stand up would launch a thunderous blow.
"Hey, God has the virtue of living well, how about you just stop here?"
Zhunti showed a compassionate figure, underneath him was his newly acquired treasure of the twelfth-grade merit golden lotus, exuding golden light, making him look tall and tall.
Beside Zhun Ti, a look of sorrow was attracted, as if sad for the lost monster race.
"This trip of the Witch Clan has hurt the sky, even I can't stand it anymore."
In a blood robe, Styx, the lord of the sea of blood, also spoke.
"I am also a member of the Monster Race, but today I can't let you do what you want."
Kunpeng's injury hasn't healed yet, so he still has a clear attitude.
A powerful person with one body shows up. In short, it means one thing. To prevent this battle, they either really think for the sake of the monster race, or they don’t want to see the rise of the wizard race. In fact, more people want to see It was the Lich that hurt both.
"Hahaha, have you all come out? Today I will kill you all at once, and the Witches will not compromise."
Di Jiang laughed and said, and the words that he said made all the great powers stunned, and he didn't understand where Di Jiang was confident.
"Knot the twelve capital gods and demons."
With a loud shout, the twelve ancestor witches gathered together, frantically stimulating the blood, the breath merged with each other, and a thrilling breath began to be born.
"this is......"
"They still know how to make a formation?"
"Hmph, so what? Even if they take out the formation, it is still impossible to wait."
An upright figure appeared in the sky above the Ancestral Witch, transforming into reality. This figure is billions of feet tall and exudes extreme coercion. All the creatures in the predecessor feel the blood pulse because of his appearance.
"How is it possible? It's Pangu, and that group of witches summoned Pangu's true body."
"This aura still surpasses the quasi-sage, it is already a sage rank, so is the trump card of the Wu Clan."
"Oh my God! Is it really going to kill my monster race?"
