Chapter 52 The calamity begins!
Jiang Haofeng let out a long breath, and a light flashed in his eyes. The battle between the lich and the lich was finally about to begin.
In my memory, there seem to be two lich wars. After the first time, it was the time when the two races were preparing for the decisive battle, and this period was also the beginning of the disaster for the human race!
In the past 100,000 Huiyuan, Jiang Haofeng had guessed many reasons why the two tribes of lich and witches had raised their knives against the human race, but none of them could explain it.
The final conclusion is still the word conspiracy.
Therefore, Jiang Haofeng was unable to carry out effective prevention. He could only improve the strength of the human race as much as possible so that the human race would be more capable to deal with the coming danger.
As for the way to get the human race to retreat, they can only wait until the conspiracy emerges and then find a way to break it.
Jiang Haofeng's eyes flashed, checking the situation in the heaven. Looking at the rising auspiciousness and boundless power of the demon in front of him, he felt heavy in his heart. The human race must survive this disaster!
Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, ten thousand Huiyuan passed away quietly. During this period of time, Di Jun and Xi He gave birth to ten little Golden Crows, who became the ten princes of the Monster Clan.
In order to ensure the growth of the ten little Golden Crows, the two placed the ten Golden Crows in Tang Valley. It was a place specially opened by Emperor Jun for his children. There was a branch of the Fusang sacred tree with innate spiritual roots.
This was specially transplanted by Di Jun from the sacred Fusang tree above the sun.
The power of the sun is too terrifying. The ten newly born Golden Crows are only in the Golden Immortal realm and cannot withstand the high temperature of the sun. Tanggu is the hotbed opened by Emperor Jun for the little Golden Crows, and it is the place where they grow.
According to Di Jun's plan, when the ten little Golden Crows grow into Daluo Golden Immortals, they will be allowed to practice on the big sun and on the real Fusang sacred tree.
One day, ten little Golden Crows were playing in the Tang Valley. Outside the Tang Valley, Yingzhao looked at the ten little guys in front of him with a smile.
Yingzhao, one of the ten demon saints, was in the early stage of quasi-sage cultivation. Following the order of Emperor Jun, he was stationed in Tanggu to protect the ten princes.
However, this guard is only in name. No one in the entire demon court believes that anyone dares to harm the prince of the demon clan!
This is the heir of the Demon Emperor. In the Demon Emperor's heart, if he dares to touch a hair of the ten princes, he will definitely start a personal feud with the Demon Clan, and it will never end!
The Demon Emperor is truly the first person among the saints in the ancient world. In front of the Demon Emperor, as long as he is not a saint, it will be useless!
Even the Witch Clan that controls the land may not dare to take action against the ten princes.
In the entire prehistoric era, only saints dared to attack the ten demon princes, but it was impossible for a saint to attack the demon princes. Saints have to be brave. Even if they wanted to attack the demon clan, they would only target the demon emperor. How could he target these ten little golden immortals?
Therefore, Yingzhao, the quasi-sage, is more of a formality, just in case. No one will take action against these ten demon princes.
Yingzhao looked at the ten little Golden Crows in the Tang Valley with a faint smile, thinking about whether he should imitate the Demon Emperor and give birth to a few little Yingzhao for fun.
Suddenly, there was excitement in the void. Yingzhao was startled. A terrifying aura of the quasi-sage realm swept out. The mighty power resisted the void. A light mask instantly appeared over Yugu. Then, Yingzhao looked back. .
I saw a surging force sweeping in, and a huge fist smashed towards me like an ancient star carrying endless pressure.
"Dijiang?!"
Yingzhao's shocked and angry voice sounded, and he hurriedly raised his hands to resist.
However, Di Jiang was the head of the twelve ancestral witches, and his power was at the pinnacle of the quasi-sage. How could he be matched by the heroic skills of someone who had just understood the laws of the great road.
With one punch, all Yingzhao's resistance was shattered by this punch. His fists hit Yingzhao's chest in various ways, and his whole body hit the ground like a meteor.
Immediately afterwards, Di Jiang waved his hand, and the space filled the void. A huge world was formed in an instant, trapping Yingzhao in it. Yingzhao took action one after another, and all kinds of huge demon clan magical powers were unleashed, but they couldn't help it. No space!
Yingzhao's face changed drastically and he said hurriedly: "Dijiang, are you crazy? This is Tanggu. If you dare to touch the prince of our clan, we, the demon clan, will fight you until death!" The angry voice echoed in the void.
Yingzhao was even more surprised. This Dijiang was so powerful. Previously, Dijiang had no power to fight back in the hands of the Demon Emperor. When the Chaos Bell shook, he was sent flying tens of thousands of miles away. He thought his strength was just that.
When I saw him today, he was so tyrannical that he suppressed him with just a raise of his hands and feet. After all, he was a quasi-sage. Even if he had not killed the corpse yet, he was only in the early stage of quasi-sage. He was still a genuine quasi-sage who had understood the Tao Yun. The quasi-sage was unexpectedly suppressed easily.
Emperor Jiangdu is so powerful, how powerful should the Demon Emperor be?
These thoughts flashed through Yingzhao's mind, and only for a moment, Yingzhao suppressed them, still staring at Dijiang in the void.
"Dijiang, there is a restriction imposed by the Demon Emperor here. The Demon Emperor will arrive soon. Please leave quickly. Don't start a war between the two clans."
Di Jiang glanced at Yingzhao expressionlessly, and stepped into the Tang Valley without caring about Yingzhao.
The restriction is easily broken. Those things are easy for me. With my own secret, even the Demon Emperor cannot even think about what is going on here.
Di Jiang strode into Tanggu, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the ten golden crows in front of him instantly became dull.
"Dijiang" waved his hand, and a whirlpool appeared in the void, leading directly to the prehistoric Witch Clan tribe.
"Kill all the witch clan and avenge Yingzhao!"
Di Jiang said calmly.
His voice echoed in the void, and it contained a mysterious and mysterious Tao Yun, which made people involuntarily indulge in it.
"Kill all the witch clan and avenge uncle Yingzhao!"
The ten little golden witches spoke involuntarily.
The eyes of the ten little Golden Crows regained their agility, no longer dull as before, but their eyes were full of murderous intent. They gritted their teeth and said: "Kill all the witch clan and avenge Uncle Yingzhao!"
"Kill all the witch clan and avenge uncle Yingzhao!"
The same content was said three times, each time in a louder voice, and the murderous intent contained in it became more and more intense.
"Kill!"
The eyes of the ten Golden Crows boiled with murderous intent. They flapped their wings and turned into ten streams of red light that disappeared into the passage in front of them!
Looking at the ten golden crows that disappeared, "Dijiang" showed a smile on his face, and then showed a sad look.
Alas, it is too difficult for the West to prosper.
After finishing his words, Di Jiang turned around and came outside and said to Yingzhao, "No one has been here today!"
After the words fell, Yingzhao's eyes became dull, but deep in his eyes, there was still an imperceptible clarity.
Di Jiang smiled with satisfaction and disappeared in a flash.
(End of chapter)