Chapter 60 The lich has a deadly feud!
The formation was shattered, and Hetu Luoshu, whose aura was extremely dim, was suspended above Di Jun's head. His innate immortal aura was dimmed, and his aura dropped to the bottom.
Nowadays, Hetu Luoshu is said to be a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, but no one will believe it.
The original power is almost exhausted, and I don't know how long it will take to fully recover.
A pair of indifferent eyes appeared in the endless sky. The moment this person appeared, the Six Saints of Heaven immediately bowed and saluted: "I have met the Master!"
"Yeah!"
Ancestor Hongjun responded, and his eyes fell on the two lich and demon clans, "I will not interfere in the prehistoric affairs, but I cannot destroy the prehistoric world!"
"Respect the Taoist ancestor's decree!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Donghuang Taiyi, and Dijun saluted at the same time.
Seeing everyone nodding, the ancient world returned to calm, the eyes in the sky also dissipated, and in an instant, the majestic pressure that shrouded the world also dissipated.
All the creatures in the ancient world bowed respectfully and sent the Taoist ancestors respectfully.
Just a ray of mysterious light fell, dispersing Pangu's true form gathered by the twelve ancestral witches, cutting off the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and allowing Zhoutian Xingdou to return to its position. The background of the two clans was comparable to that of a saint. In front of Daozu Hongjun, they could easily Destroyed!
This is the strength of Dao Ancestor, the most powerful man in the world!
Donghuang Taiyi is the first person under the saints in the prehistoric era, and Daozu Hongjun is the first person in the prehistoric times. No matter below or above the saints, they are the undisputed number one!
The war between the two clans was stopped at the most critical moment. Now the morale of the two clans has been more than half exhausted. The vitality of both clans has been severely damaged at the same time, and the two clans have no idea of continuing the fight.
"Witch Clan, you Witch Clan shot and killed nine of my sons. If you don't avenge this revenge, how can I, the Emperor Jun, have the dignity to call himself the Demon Emperor?"
"From today on, we, the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan, will fight until death!"
Di Jun stood in the void with a pale face, looking at the twelve ancestral witches below, and said with murderous intent.
Even though his momentum was extremely depressed, the murderous intent in Di Jun's eyes did not weaken at all, and was even worse than before!
"Di Jun, our Wu Clan is not a place for your little brats to run wild. Whoever dares to act recklessly on our Wu Clan's territory will be punished!"
"Whoever dares to slaughter my people and destroy my tribe, no matter who he is, come one and I will kill him!"
Di Jiang's eyes were filled with anger, and he was not frightened by Di Jun's words at all, and he said loudly.
The twelve ancestral witches stood on the ground, and one by one the great witches came out of the sky and gathered next to the ancestral witches.
Streams of light from the demon clan fell from the sky. In the blink of an eye, thousands of Da Luo realm demon gods gathered around Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi!
The two sides faced each other in the air, invisible murderous intent rising into the sky, and the aura of the void became increasingly solemn.
The creatures in the ancient world held their breath again and looked into the void in confusion, fearing that the two races would fight again.
In the previous battle, the whole world was shaken. The two clans' backgrounds emerged one after another, showing crushing strength against the other quasi-saint-level forces in the prehistoric era.
For a time, the status of the two tribes of lich and witches had been secretly raised to the same status as the Six Saints of Heaven in the hearts of everyone.
No one knows whether the two races of lich and witch can fight against the saint.
But these quasi-sages have no hope of winning whether they encounter saints or lichs!
Which one they can't afford to offend.
Everyone knew that the two Lich clans were powerful, but they did not expect that the two Lich clans were so powerful. Putting aside those backgrounds, there are currently more than two thousand monks facing each other in Daluo Jinxian alone.
The three hundred and sixty-five demon gods of the demon clan are already a thing of the past. The demon gods of the demon clan are no longer three hundred and sixty-five. That was the strength of the demon clan when the demon court was established. Now, the number of demon gods It has already reached one thousand.
The Witch Clan on the ground is not bad either. There are tribes of Witch Clan all over the place, and great witches are everywhere. Although there are two to three hundred great witches less than the Demon Clan, the overall difference is not obvious.
In front of today's two Lich clans, the three clans of Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin that dominated the ancient wilderness have all eclipsed.
Looking at all the races in the ancient world, none can compete with the two races of lich.
Even the interpretation of the Four Western Religions by later generations is nothing compared to today's Lich and Demon Clan. Of course, this is without counting the leaders of the four major religions.
The momentum between the two sides became more and more solemn. More than two thousand Da Luo Jinxian gathered together, the mighty momentum exploded, and the terrifying momentum collided between the two clans.
Just releasing the momentum makes the void distort and the space vibrates endlessly!
The two sides faced off for a long time, and the temperature in the entire ancient world dropped to freezing point. All the people with great supernatural powers were on tenterhooks, fearing that the two would fight again.
"Let's go!"
After a while, Di Jun said coldly.
After the words fell, Emperor Jun turned into a rainbow light and soared upwards, straight into the nine heavens, followed closely by Donghuang Taiyi.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Xihe, the pharmacist Kunpeng, the demon saints of the ten directions, and all the demon gods all rose up and went up to the nine heavens!
"Back!"
Di Jiang waved his hand, and a group of witches used their magical powers to gallop towards Buzhou Mountain. With every step they took, hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers were left behind. Thousands of great witches were galloping across the land, their momentum was boundless, and their momentum shook the world!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches brought nearly a thousand great witches back to the ancestral palace of the Buzhou Mountain Witch Clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches stepped into the Ancestral Witch Hall. The moment they stepped into the Ancestral Witch Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Witches sat paralyzed on the ground, all of them pale. .
Di Jiang smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that the demon clan had hidden a secret, and there was such a large formation."
"Hmph, so what, they can't compare to our brothers' Twelve Heavenly Evil Formations anyway!"
"If Taozu hadn't stopped him, he would have killed the shameless Di Jun."
"Ignore his little cub and go to our tribe to slaughter him wantonly. Is it possible that he wants us not to kill him for the sake of his son?"
"Don't even think about it, our witch clan is not afraid of trouble!" Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, snorted coldly.
The surrounding ancestral witches nodded at the same time, with a look of recognition on their faces.
The matter has become very clear. Di Jun thought that we did not dare to kill his cubs, so he let some of his cubs out. However, he obviously underestimated the bloody nature of the Wu clan and was killed on the spot!
Di Jun's conspiracy failed, but instead he pinned the blame for his son's murder on the Wu clan. Humph, you want to avenge the murder of your son, but I also want to avenge the massacre of my tribe!
How could a few flat-haired beasts compare to the lives of so many sons, including Kuafu and Houyi, who were among the twenty-four great witches of the witch clan!
Among the thousands of great witches in the witch clan, there were only twenty-four who had the hope of breaking through to the quasi-sage level, and two of them were lost in one fell swoop.
This feud is settled!
"Hmph, if Di Jun and Dong Huang hadn't arrived quickly, I would have smashed those ten flat-haired beasts and let one of them escape. What a pity!" Liang Qiang said with hatred.
The surrounding ancestral witches nodded bitterly, gnashing their teeth and regretting not killing the last Golden Crow.
(End of chapter)