The blood of the heavens

Chapter 793
Along with the sound came a red hydrangea, directly blocking Di Jun's body.

Boom~
The giant ax in the semi-solid phantom collided with the red hydrangea, making a deafening sound.

The red hydrangea was immediately knocked into the air, and the semi-solid phantom just swayed and stood firm.

The huge shock wave generated by the collision between the giant ax and the red hydrangea directly hit Di Jun's body.

Two streams of light flashed past, and it was Hetu Luoshu who blocked the powerful shock wave.

Looking at the red hydrangea that was knocked into the air, even though its body was the Great Sun Golden Crow, Di Jun was in a cold sweat!
The red hydrangea is the treasure in the hands of Empress Nuwa, and it was knocked into the air!
How could he not be terrified?

Turning his head to look, Empress Nuwa was already standing behind him.

"Meet the lady!"

"Are you OK!"

At this time, Empress Nuwa looked at the phantom in front of her in shock.

It's so scary!

She used all her strength in that blow just now, but even so, she was sent flying by the phantom.

The phantoms are so powerful, if the phantoms summoned by the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons are really transformed into reality, wouldn't they really be able to compete with the saints?

"Thank you, Madam, for saving my life!"

Di Jun shook his head, looked at Empress Nuwa who was a little lost, and said slowly.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of wild laughter came from the phantom at this time, "A saint is nothing more than that!"

When they collided with the red hydrangea in the hands of Empress Nuwa just now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were already ready for the formation to be broken.

However, they never expected that the red hydrangea would be knocked into the air with one blow, and the formation didn't mean to be broken at all.

For a moment, the hot-tempered Zhu Rong couldn't help but speak.

When Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi on the side heard this, they were furious!

"An dare to insult the saints of our clan!"

Empress Nuwa is a sage of the monster clan, and the shaman clan said that the saint is nothing more than that, isn't that an insult to the saint?
Even if they didn't mean it, Yaozu still wanted to make this matter real.

A saint may have no choice but to take the Twelve Heavenly Gods, but how about the six saints together?

"Blessing!"

A voice sounded in the phantom, "Don't be presumptuous!"

"We have no intention of paying homage to Empress Nuwa!"

"It's just that the two big witches of our witch clan were killed by the monster clan, and they lost their minds for a while!"

"Your witch clan lost two great witches?"

Before he finished speaking, Di Jun's voice rang out, "All nine of my children were beheaded by descendants!"

"Today, I swear to seek justice!"

The misunderstanding between the Wu clan and the saint cannot be resolved. If it is resolved, it will be troublesome.

"Eastern Emperor, Demon Master, Emperor Xi!"

Thinking of this, Di Jun yelled at the sky, "Zhou Tian's stars explode!"

Hundreds of Daluo Golden Immortals and tens of thousands of Taiyi Golden Immortals formed a large formation in an instant to receive the power of the stars.

For a time, the entire prehistoric world changed from day to night, and 360 five ancient stars appeared in the sky. Around the 360 ​​five main stars, there were [-] auxiliary stars densely distributed.

Tens of thousands of star power directly shot down from above the stars, covering the Zhoutian star array.

Taking advantage of the situation, the phantom formed by the condensation of the twelve ancestor witches was enveloped in it.

The full version of Zhou Tian Xing Chen finally revealed his true face in the prehistoric self-love!

Accompanied by the sound of constant bombardment, the great supernatural beings in the prehistoric world were surprised to find that this Zhoutian Xingchen array was comparable to the Twelve Capitals' Tianshensha array!

The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods can compete against the Saints, so the Great Formation of Zhou Tian and Stars, which is comparable to the Great Formation of the Gods and Demons of the Twelve Capitals, can also compete against the Saints?

For a moment, the prehistoric masters who were paying attention to this matter all looked extremely embarrassed.

Originally, the Liches and Demons were powerful enough, but now that there is such an extra hole card, wouldn't they have the final say in the prehistoric future?
Just when the Twelve Capitals Tianshensha formation and Zhoutian Xingchen formation were constantly colliding, Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti also came here.

However, their complexions are quite ugly.

The two clans of the Lich themselves refused to accept them. Now that there are two more formations, how will these saints manage the prehistoric in the future?

"I have seen three senior brothers, two senior brothers!"

Empress Nuwa looked at the five saints who had just arrived, her face was full of suspicion.

The hibiscus tree was fine at first, but suddenly fell into a deep sleep, and she hadn't noticed it at all.

And the top ten Golden Crows have their own shifts, one comes out every day, why did they all come out this time?
Also, Kuafu, an imposing Daluo Jinxian-level great witch, was exhausted to death!

How can this be?

It's just that, at this time, the heavenly secrets are chaotic, and Empress Nuwa can't figure out anything at all.

However, she had already looked suspiciously at these five saints.

Apart from Patriarch Hongjun, the five of them could stop him from deducing the secrets in the prehistoric world.

However, Patriarch Hongjun is already well-rounded, and he doesn't care about the battles in the prehistoric at all.

Then there are only five of them left, and Empress Nuwa is also not sure, which saint is responsible for this!

"The Lich Clan are so courageous!"

After greeting each other, Yuqing said, "The teacher once said that they will not fight in ten thousand years. Isn't this a big fight?"

"Is this not taking the teacher seriously?"

Listening to Yuqing's words, many saints present nodded their heads.

If even Patriarch Hongjun's words can be ignored, wouldn't it be even more important to ignore their words?
What's more, they also knew about the situation where Empress Nuwa fought with the phantom transformed from the battle between the gods and gods in the Twelve Capitals just now.

If you can compete against Empress Nuwa, wouldn't you be able to compete against them?
Then what's the point of what the managers of their prehistoric world do?
Most importantly, they also want to educate the common people!
The two clans of Liches are no longer afraid of saints, so how can they educate the common people?

"Exactly!"

Even Jieyin, who has never spoken, is a rare statement, "The teacher's words are especially in my ears, and they are not willing to listen!"

"Does that mean we want to teach them for the teacher?"

There was a murderous intent in Shangqing's eyes.

The behavior of the two Lich clans is a provocation to the saints, such a trend cannot be raised!

"Brothers, brothers!"

Empress Nuwa was a little anxious when she saw that the five saints were about to form a unity. It would be fine if they dealt with the witch clan, but the monster clan would also have to be involved.

Whether it is the demon emperor Jun or the demon master Kunpeng who is injured, she is unwilling to see it.

"There's a reason for this!"

"A great witch among the witches fell for no apparent reason, and nine princes among the monsters also fell!"

"They are also furious!"

After hearing Empress Nuwa's explanation, the other five saints looked at each other, but nothing could be seen.

A great witch at the level of a Da Luo Jinxian, exhausted to death?
This is just a joke!

You don't need to think about it, you know that Kuafu was murdered by other creatures.

The creatures who can secretly plot against a Da Luo Jinxian and cause it to fall must at least be at the quasi-sage level.

It may even be one of the saints present.

What if you even know which saint did it?

In the prehistoric world, saints are basically immortal, unless they can destroy the primordial spirit they entrusted in the way of heaven.

"That's not a reason!"

Taiqing, the chief disciple of Patriarch Hongjun, said with a final word, "Let them stop!"

"Until the truce period is over, the Lich shall not fight any more!"

"Otherwise, you will be our enemy!"

After hearing Taiqing's words, Yuqing, Shangqing, and Jieyin Zhunti nodded, agreeing with Taiqing's words.

The majesty of the saint must not be offended!
"it is good!"

Seeing that Taiqing and the five of them had already reached an agreement, Nuwa had no choice but to agree.

"stop!"

Taiqing's extremely cold voice directly broke through the formation and reached the ears of the two clans of Liches who were fighting.

It's just that neither the Wu Clan nor the Yao Clan has the slightest intention to stop.

Once the hand is released and stopped, the other party will not stop, which will cause huge damage to the one who stopped the hand.

Seeing this scene, a trace of anger flashed in Taiqing's eyes, and he glanced at Yuqing and Shangqing.

"Boom~"

The Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, and Zhuxian Sword Formation appeared directly beside them, and directly bombarded the large formation in front of them.

rumbling~
The big formation was torn apart immediately.

Jieyin Zhunti also made a move at this time, and rushed in immediately after seeing the torn formation.

Nu Wa hesitated for a moment, but also rushed in.

The six great saints attack together, no matter how powerful the Zhoutian Xingchen Formation is, it will be broken in an instant.

Looking at the twelve ancestor witches who were still fighting endlessly, the six saints were furious!

"Boom~"

A total of four innate treasures, plus two top-level innate spiritual treasures, bumped into Pangu's phantom.

The phantom was immediately scattered, revealing twelve pale ancestor witches who were spitting blood.

"you."

The fiery Zhu Rong was talking.

"Blessing!"

Di Jiang roared angrily, afraid that he would say something unpleasant, then bowed to the six saints, "I have seen you saints!"

"Teacher Hongjun said it before,"

Taiqing looked at the ancestral witches and the high-level officials of the monster clan, and said slowly, "You will not fight in ten thousand years!"

"We also don't want to fight!"

Houtu said, "However, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi beheaded Houyi of the Wu Clan, and the Ten Golden Crows even beheaded the great Wu Kuafu, so we have to fight!"

"Stop spitting blood!"

The demon master Kunpeng spoke, "How could the top ten princes of my demon clan kill the great witch?"

Then, looking at the thoughtful Zuwu, he sarcastically said,
"Are you brainless?"

"How could ten Taiyi Golden Immortals be able to deal with one Da Luo Golden Immortal?"

After hearing this, Houtu fell silent, but Dijiang spoke at this time, "Then the great witch Houyi was killed by Donghuang Taiyi!"

"Then Hou Yi killed the crown prince of my monster clan, shouldn't he deserve to die?"

Demon Master Kunpeng sneered.

At this time, Di Jun just looked at the Wu Clan in front of him with murderous intent.

At this moment, he wished he could wipe out the Wu Clan.

However, he knew in his heart that this was impossible.

Even if Empress Nuwa supports him, he has a large array of Zhoutian and stars, but the other five saints will not sit idly by.

At that time, the Yaozu will be targeted by the five saints, and there will be no bright future.

"All right!"

Seeing that the two clans of Liches were still arguing, Empress Nuwa said domineeringly, "That's the end of this matter!"

"Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, Kunpeng!"

"Follow me back to Heaven!"

Seeing that Empress Nuwa was already angry, many high-level officials of the Yaozu didn't dare to say more.

He just cast a bitter glance at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and followed Nuwa Empress back to the Heavenly Court.

And what about the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Seeing the retreat of the monster clan, he also glanced at the withdrawn monster clan with murderous intent, and returned to the witch clan.

As for those great supernatural beings who watched the excitement, they also returned to their own caves.

"There is a problem with Kuafu's death!"

After returning to the witch clan, Zhu Jiuyin said something slowly.

Di Jiang was silent when he heard the words, he didn't need to think about it, he knew what kind of creatures could do this, and he was not afraid of being retaliated by the Wu Clan.

But what can he do?
O saint!
He could only sigh inwardly.

And what about the soil?

She is also a delicate ancestral witch, how could she not think of what Di Jiang could think of?
In particular, the faint murderous intentions of the six saints at the scene towards the two Lich clans made her feel a burst of panic.

The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals can indeed deal with a saint, but there are more than one saint in the prehistoric world!

If the two clans of Lich and Monster are merged, will the Lich Clan still exist?
There is no saint-level existence in the witch clan.

Every time she thought of this, she felt depressed for a while!

However, the battle between the two lich clans is definitely unavoidable, especially this time nine of the top ten Golden Crows of the monster clan died!

Even if they want to avoid it, the Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi will not let the Wu Clan go.

What's more, it is impossible for the Wu clan to humbly apologize.

For a moment, Houtu ancestor witch was really upset.

"Then go investigate!"

At this time, Zhu Rong looked at Zhu Jiuyin with some dissatisfaction, "Aren't you proficient in the law of time?"

"Let's see what's going on?"

"can not see!"

Zhu Jiuyin glanced at Zhu Rong, and said coldly, "I can see it, do you need to tell me?"

Hearing Zhu Jiuyin's words, Zhu Rong was a little silent, but he knew Zhu Jiuyin's strength very well.

Few creatures in the prehistoric world would be his opponents.

Apart from taking the Six Great Sages and Patriarch Hongjun, it is impossible for other creatures to prevent Zhu Jiuyin from going back in time.

However, he couldn't see it!
This shows that there are saints who made the move.

"Then we are not afraid!"

Zhu Rong said bitterly, "With the presence of the gods and gods of the Twelve Capitals, even if they make a move, we can still seek justice."

"To shut up!"

Hearing Zhu Rong's nonsensical words, Di Jiang got a little nervous and roared angrily.

"Big brother?"

Zhu Rong looked at Di Jiang incomprehensibly.

(End of this chapter)