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Chapter 67 Killing Zhu Rong, Battle of the Liches!
Demon clan.

"What messed up French Open, can you stop me if I want to go?"

Zhu Rong sneered and communicated with Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

Then, his face froze instantly.

How is it possible that his connection with Di Jiangzhu Jiuyin was cut off?
Zhu Rong didn't believe in evil, so he quickly stepped up his efforts, and even used the blood essence and causal connection between ancestors and witches.

However, they all fell into the sea like a mud cow, and there was no news at all.

Zhu Rong looked cold, he knew he was going to capsize in the gutter.

"What did you do? The French Open?"

He tried not to show his timidity, but to look angry.

"I didn't do anything, I just led a fool into the pit. I really didn't expect you to be so arrogant and go deep into the hinterland of the monster clan alone."

Jiuying chuckled, these things really went well.

"Jiuying, hurry up and finish, don't dawdle, otherwise those ancestral witches will realize that something is wrong."

Another demon god appeared in the void, and his name was Shangyang.

"Shangyang, why are you here?"

Jiuying looked stunned and felt a little angry. Could it be that His Majesty Dijun and Donghuang still don't trust me?
With the demon law net suppressing his cultivation, are you afraid that he can't beat Zhu Rong?
For a moment, Jiuying felt humiliated.

"By the order of His Majesty Dijun."

Shang Yang said something lightly and then attacked Zhu Rong. The villain died of talking too much, and he, Shang Yang, would not be such a villain.

Zhu Rong sneered, even if he cut off contact with the Wu Clan, it didn't mean he was at the mercy of others, so what about the two demon gods?Still can not fall behind the wind!
The real body of the ancestor witch appeared, and the appearance of the fire god appeared between the heaven and the earth.

"Hehe, where do you think this is? A battlefield of thousands of races where you are allowed to fight wantonly?" Jiuying sneered, and directly activated the ability to suppress the cultivation base of the demon law net.

Zhu Rong's complexion suddenly changed.

He found that the laws of heaven and earth here are repelling him, and his fighting or actions here are like acting in glue.

Even moving a little bit consumes a lot of power.

Moreover, he found that his cultivation had been suppressed. From the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, he was suppressed to the early stage of the quasi-sage, and even his physical body felt a sense of fragility!
He was horrified, how could this be possible?

Even if it was the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation back then, it is not that he has not broken through, but it is absolutely impossible to have such power!
Could it be because of the mysterious French Open?

Zhu Rong didn't have time to think about it, so he could only forcefully use his internal cultivation to resist the attacks of Shang Yang and Jiu Ying.

Because of the suppression of his cultivation, he was injured.

The blood of the ancestral witches flowed through the prehistoric land, instantly dyeing the mountains and rivers around hundreds of millions of miles red. I don't know how many creatures have been enlightened to the wisdom of the people!
He looked at the sky, the sky was covered with criss-crossing lines, completely covering his place, is this the French Open?

Zhu Rong made a quick decision and chose to run away from here.

It was very weird here, not only the laws of heaven and earth rejected him, but also his own body was suppressed, making it impossible for him to exert his full strength.

Of course, Zhu Rong called this a strategic retreat.

"Do you think our demon race has put so much effort into letting you run away?"

The magic net covered the edge, and a film suddenly rose up, directly blocking Zhu Rong's way, even if he used his supernatural powers and the law of fire, he couldn't break the film.

"Don't waste your efforts, it is still possible when you are at the peak of quasi-sage, but now you are only at the beginning of quasi-sage."

Jiuying said lightly, full of joy in his heart.

In the previous Lich Wars, he often avoided Zhu Rong's edge, but now, in turn, he wanted to crush Zhu Rong.

Shang Yang frowned, could Zhu Rong be confused and die?After explaining and explaining, you are not afraid of Zhu Rong's retaliation?

Zhu Rong's face darkened, it was indeed their monster clan who caused the trouble.

"You monster clan took the lead, aren't you afraid of triggering a decisive battle between the liches and being punished by Taoist Hongjun?" Zhu Rong tried to intimidate the monster clan.

"You have also seen that this French Open is full of infinite magic. When this French Open is completed in the future, even Daoist Hongjun will be no problem."

To Jiu Ying, Zhu Rong was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he could satisfy his heart by explaining it out now.

But the Shangyang next to him started to move.

He wanted to end Zhu Rong's life as soon as possible. Did Jiuying's nine brains grow in vain?In the face of the great enemy of the race, they should be killed with all their strength.

Are you still explaining pretense here?
I have to say that with Shang Yang, a smart monster, Zhu Rong was very sad, and he became scarred within a few rounds.

On the Eleventh Patriarch's side, Di Jiang frowned.

He hadn't heard from Zhu Rong for a long time, could it be some accident?It shouldn't be.

Anxiety gradually emerged in his heart, and he always felt that if this stalemate continued, there would be irreversible results.

Di Jiang thought for a while, and decided to join forces with Zhu Jiuyin to secretly open up a space-time channel and send Zhu Rong back.

Then, the space-time channel he opened up seemed to hit something hard, and it couldn't reach Zhu Rong at all.

problem occurs!Di Jiang's complexion changed.

"Di Jun, Dong Huang Tai Yi, what did you do?" Di Jiang shouted angrily.

The Yaozu only needs to wait for Zhu Rong to be defeated, how could they face head-to-head with the Wuzu?Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi directly chose to pretend to be confused.

"Huh? What have we done, haven't we been here all the time?"

Di Jun looked confused, quite innocent.

"Okay, don't you admit it?" Di Jiang laughed angrily.

"I'm afraid Zhu Rong is in danger, son of the Wu clan, follow me to attack the monster clan!"

"Dare to play dirty with me? Then I'll flip the table. Even if Hongjun comes into the world, it's hard to say that I am a witch!"

The Witch Clan got the order and went to war with the Monster Clan without any hesitation.

Di Jun's expression changed, he always thought that the Wu Clan had poor brains, but he didn't expect that he was wrong, the Wu Clan simply had no brains!
Just flipping the table for a suspicion that I don't know whether it is true or not?

Di Jun didn't understand the friendship between the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan at all.

But the arrow is on the string, so I have to send it.

Now that you have decided to kill Zhu Rong, you have to stick to it to the end. Anyway, the Wu Clan came here with no good intentions, so let's fight!

Dijun showed a cold expression, Donghuang Tai held the Chaos Clock in one hand, and the remaining seven demon gods were also ready to go.

"puff!"

Zhu Rong's face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The joint attack of Jiuying and Shangyang pierced through the void of heaven and earth, shattered countless layers of heaven and earth, and left a big hole in Zhu Rong's body.

"Why are you desperately resisting? If you are captured without a fight, maybe there is still a way out." Jiuying looked at the hopeless Zhu Rong mockingly.

The God of War of the Witch Clan, Zhu Rong, the only Vulcan god who overwhelmed the true fire of the sun, is about to die here today and become a sacrifice to the demon law.

"Haha, do you really think you can keep me?"

Zhu Rong laughed miserably, "Father God is above, if I borrow the power of Father God today, if I can escape from birth, I will definitely pay back in the future!"

In an instant, Zhu Rong's momentum rose rapidly.

(End of this chapter)