Chapter 52: Festival is extremely sad

Chapter 52 The Extremely Happy Becomes Sorrowful
When Xing Tian's powerful mental power swept the audience, the blood mist that had not reacted began to quickly condense, and an invisible force was guiding the blood mist!
Suddenly, a scream sounded: "Xing Tian, ​​ancestor, I remember you bastard, there is no end between us!"
When this scream sounded, two blood lights rushed out of the twelve ancestral witch's defenses with the sky full of blood mist, and then disappeared into everyone's sight.
The twelve ancestor witches were too careless. They looked down on Styx too, and let Styx escape easily without precaution, and also gave the two best innate spirit treasures, Yuantu and Abi. bought.
Although they were the Witch Clan who didn't care about the gains and losses of the Innate Lingbao, they were easily escaped by Styx, which made their complexions gloomy and terrifying, and it was simply hitting their faces. Xing Tian Shangqi was able to see through Styx's tricks, but their twelve ancestor witches could not see through. What a irony!
After seeing Styx fleeing quickly, Xing Tian breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was not as calm as he showed himself. If Styx dared to let go, Xing Tian was unable to suppress the'Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus'. , The price he paid was not less than that of Styx, but Xingtian finally won the bet. Under the influence of the Twelve Ancestral Witch, Styx finally gave up a fight with him.
Without the control of Styx, the "Twelfth-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus" was soon sealed by Xing Tian with a huge gold light of merit, and then received his own incomplete space, completely isolated from the "Twelfth-Rank Industry Fire Red" Lian's connection with Styx.
When the'Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus' was put away by Xingtian, Styx immediately felt that stealing chickens and eroding a handful of rice was his most realistic portrayal. This time he not only failed to assassinate Xingtian successfully, he did not follow Xingtian. After getting the benefits from him, he lost his housekeeping spirit treasure, the Twelfth-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus. In the same way, he offended the Wu Clan and Emperor Donghua, and made his situation extremely dangerous, which made Styx Annoyed in my heart!
It is true that the sea of ​​blood does not wither and the river Styx does not die, but it is not an easy task to operate. Although he has a sea of ​​blood and will not die each other, each death will give him a period of weakness. What he wants will also affect his own practice. If he is really hated by the Wu Clan and Emperor Donghua, the consequences are really disastrous. How can this not make Styx angry?
After being fleeed by Styx, the Twelve Ancestor Witches cast their anger on the Donghua Emperor, Jiuying, and Zhunti under the frustration and anger, and the Twelve Ancestor Witches encircled the three of them. Coming here, there is a stance that must be killed, and the blood of the three of them must be used to wash away their own humiliation!
Receiving and Zhunti can't help regretting in their hearts. If they don't have such great greed, if they can retreat from difficulties and leave early, then they won't face the crisis like this.
Emperor Donghua regrets it even more. He is not much better than Styx. Although Minghai can't steal chickens and eclipse a handful of rice, he lost his housekeeping Lingbao, the Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus. Emperor Donghua lost his wife and broke down. Not only did he carry a few black pots and made his reputation unspeakable, but he also killed a lot of his confidants. The most important thing is that he is a little hard to protect himself now.
kill! Xingtian can use the Styx to build his power, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches cannot just leave like this. They want to use the Donghua Emperor and the lead and Zhunzi three to build his power!
When he felt the strong murderous aura of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Jiuying could no longer help but say: "Friends of Taoism, I have no malice. You can't make a big shot with us, let alone fellow Taoists of Donghua. In any case, it is the head of the great male immortal proclaimed by Teacher Hongjun. If you really have to kill him, then you will have to bear the anger of Teacher Hongjun. The dignity of the saint cannot be provoked!"
In the face of the death crisis, the leader had to use Hongjun Daozu as a shield. This was his only shield to stop the Twelve Ancestor Witch. They didn't think the Twelve Ancestor Witch Association was a soft-hearted person. Look at Xing Tianbian. Know the ferocity of the Wu Clan.
Dijiang sneered and said, "Take the lead, Hugh will talk about Hongjun Daozu. Since you dare to provoke my witch clan, you have to bear my witch clan's revenge and kill me!"
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With an order from Dijiang, the Twelve Ancestor Witches joined forces to kill Xiangjieying, Zhunti, and Emperor Donghua. There was no hesitation, and the words of Jiying did not cause any influence on them!
Emperor Donghua got anxious and shouted: "Who dare you, I have a dragon head stick given by the teacher!"
Emperor Donghua yelled and raised his dragon head stick to sacrifice, staring at the Emperor Jiang Zuwu with a pair of red eyes, like a red-eyed rabbit!
Emperor Donghua’s actions caused Dijiang to pause for a moment, but soon a resolute expression flashed across the face of Emperor Zuwu, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Hongjun Daozu can't be unreasonable and kill me. , I want to use their blood to tell the fate of the prehistoric sentient beings against my Wu Clan!"
kill! After hearing Dijiang’s order, no one hesitated, and all rushed to their opponents frantically. They bullied the widows. The Twelve Ancestor Witches were divided into three teams, fighting four people every year, four against one, in a flash. Yin, Zhunti and Donghua Dijun are in crisis, and danger is everywhere!
When seeing the twelve ancestor witches so crazy, Taishang Laojun's face showed a trace of heaviness. Originally, he thought that Emperor Donghua would take out the "dragon head stick" bestowed by Dao ancestors and would make the Wu clan take care of it, but he Wrong, the Twelve Ancestral Witch didn't care at all, and was about to attack Emperor Donghua directly.
If the twelve ancestors of the witch Ruoying really had to kill the Donghua emperor in one fell swoop, as well as the introduction and quasi-promotion, that would have happened. The entire prehistoric land must be reshuffled. The witch clan will dominate the prehistoric world, with the dominance of the witch clan, It is conceivable what the entire prehistoric land will be like, such a result is unwilling to see the Sanqing Institute.
Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but said: "Brother, we can't let the of Dijiang be so arrogant, our brothers are the authentic Pangu!"
Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun’s words, Taishang Laojun raised his head and glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "What do you think we should do, do you make a big deal with Dijiang? I'm afraid this is what they want to see, And how do you think we can win the battle against Dijiang and the others?"
There is no chance of winning a single point. What Pangu authentic sect. This prehistoric world is respected by strength. The strength of the twelve ancestral witches is there. The madness of Xingtian also makes people scared. More importantly, there are many great witches in the Wu clan. Once the three cleansing moves, the consequences are not what they can bear.
Taishang Laojun's question made Yuanshi Tianzun speechless, and a hint of helplessness flashed across the face of the Master Tongtian. Although he did not want to admit it, their three brothers were indeed inferior to the Twelve Ancestral Witch and the Witch Clan.
Some are happy and some are worried. Sanqing is full of worry, but Kunpeng who is far away in the North Minghai is extremely excited. If the twelve ancestor witch kills the lead and Zhunti, his seat will return to his own hand. How can such a good thing not make him excited!
Happy and sorrowful, this word couldn't be more appropriate to describe the Kunpeng at this time. Just when he was happy that the twelve ancestor witches met with the lead and Zhunti, the disaster fell on him.
People were sitting at home, and disaster came from the sky. Di Jun and Taiyi came to Bei Minghai silently and pointed directly at him. Kunpeng was dumbfounded when they heard that his men reported that Emperor Jun and Taiyi had surrounded Bei Minghai. Up.
"Asshole! What do the two thieves like Dijun and Taiyi have to do with?" Kunpeng couldn't help but yelled, no longer the previous excitement.
Just as Kunpeng yelled at them, Emperor Jun and Taiyi broke into Kunpeng's palace without any consideration. They were extremely arrogant along the way, and anyone who dared to stop them was killed by them.
"Kunpeng, why are we here? I think you should be clear. Today you have to make a choice, whether to join my monster clan and become the master of ten thousand monsters, or refuse to fight with us?" With the voice of Emperor Jun, Emperor Jun and Taiyi appeared in front of Kunpeng, and they came all the way to make them both full of murderous aura. Kunpeng couldn't help but feel terrified. What kind of choice is this, it's clearly overwhelming!