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Chapter 79: The Three Qings fight against the Ancestral Witch, but it’s just mediocre
After a long time, everyone came back to their senses. They were still a little frightened and completely exploded.

"Oh my god, am I reading that right? Why is the Wumen so arrogant and domineering? Even the people appointed by Daozu as guarantors dare to suppress it?"

"It's too scary. Who else is the opponent of the Wu clan? Why doesn't Saint Hongjun care about it?"

"This, this, this... the Wumen has gone so far that we can't compete with it. It's so terrifying!"

The souls of thousands of immortals flew out of the field, which was extremely shocking and horrifying, and they lacked any of the arrogance and courage they had before.

Even the capital of male immortals is vulnerable, and these minions are just here to make up the numbers. I am afraid that they cannot even stop the great witches of the witch sect, let alone the twelve ancestral witches.

Everyone has completely given up on Hongmeng Ziqi, and can only look at the top saints such as Dijun and Taiqing.

At this time, the surprise in the hearts of Sanqing, Dijun and others was not at all inferior to that of the other immortals. They were equally horrified, surprised and incomprehensible.

Is this the foundation and style of Wumen? It's too crazy and domineering. It's even higher than Zixiao Palace. It's completely the style of dominating the ancient world.

As the leader of the male immortals, Dongwanggong has a distinguished status. He just said a few threatening words and was beaten into a pig's head. He also snatched away all the potential Taoist companions. He wanted to get some cheap witch master. It was simply outrageous. !

Everyone looked at each other and saw fear and solemnity on each other's faces. The existence of the Wumen had completely threatened them, the top powers.

If the twelve ancestral witches were allowed to walk away without any cost, then there would be no need for their witch-killing alliance to continue to develop, and they could simply disband on the spot.

Di Jun took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on Di Jiang, and said in a deep voice:
"Fellow Taoist, you have passed. You are trying to insult Master Daozu. Quickly give me a few beams of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and we can forget the blame."

At this moment, everyone was completely unable to grasp the Wumen's heaven-defying strength, so they could only bring out Saint Hongjun to suppress the opponent.

After all, in front of the powerful ancestral witch, everyone was terrified and had no certainty of victory.

As soon as these words came out, the demons became fierce and surrounded him like a tide, blocking the opponent's way.

In full view of everyone, now is the perfect time for the Witch Slayer Alliance to reach its peak and weaken the spirit of the Witch Clan.

When Di Jiang heard this, he shook his head and sneered with great disdain:

"Have I passed? We have something even more outrageous. Do you, Demon Court, want to try it? Or do you also want to be like Dong Wanggong and give him some face?"

The ancestor witches sneered with disdain, their faces full of sarcasm:

"If you want to fight, then fight. I was here in Zixiao Palace to give face to fellow Taoist Hongjun. As for wanting Hongmeng Ziqi, even if all the great powers in the prehistoric times come together, our Wumen will never frown. You can give it a try."

The leader of the ancestral witches shook the world and returned to Buzhou Mountain with the Queen Mother of the West on his back.

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped and took a few steps back shuddering, staring at each other's back with fear, not daring to move a step.

Di Jun and Tai Yi's chests exploded, as if they had been greatly stimulated and were furious.

They are too arrogant and cruel. Their witch-killing alliance is a complete joke in front of each other!
boom!
Everyone's fighting spirit soared, and their momentum swept across the world.

At this time, Taoist Sanqing stepped out from the crowd, all extremely confident, and stood in front of Emperor Jun:
"To deal with a mere reckless man, the leader of the alliance must take action himself. My brother is just about to see who is the real Pangu sect."

Brothers Shangqing and Yuqing shook their heads and sneered, their eyes shining brightly.

Since they took over the Demon Emperor, they have not made any achievements, and now is the time to show off their talents.

What's more, the Third Lecture of Zixiao Palace has returned, and the cultivation of the Three Pure Ones has skyrocketed. It's the time when my hands are itchy and I want to compete and experiment, and the ancestral witch is the perfect opponent to hone himself.

As for the defeat of Dong Wanggong, Sanqing didn't take it to heart at all. It was just a clown and could not be brought to the table at all. Because of this, they even wanted to compete with the ancestral witch.

Not to mention overpowering the opponent, even if they are evenly matched, it is enough to prove one's own strength.The three of them made careful calculations and took action with confidence in mind. A thought spread across the vast wilderness, sealing off the surrounding space for hundreds of millions of miles.

Boom!

Boundless thunder flashed, Tai Qing Divine Thunder wreaked havoc, spreading the pressure of extreme destruction, and the aura of the Quasi-Saint Late Stage exploded, shaking the nine heavens and the earth.

"Ancestral Witch, please leave. This Hongmeng Purple Qi belongs to me, Kunlun."

Taiqing's big hand is stretched out, with the Taichi diagram above his head, showing no anger and self-power.

The onlookers were immediately excited and filled with anticipation.

"Hahaha, if the Demon Emperor Taiqing takes action, these barbarians will be dead!"

"Hmph, the Sanqing brothers have sharp magic weapons and are accompanied by innate treasures. How can the ancestral witch easily deal with them!"

"Yes, Prince Dong's background is a bit lacking after all. It was a complete accident just now. In fact, the witch sect is nothing special!"

The immortals laughed in disdain and regained their composure, as if they had seen the beautiful scene of the Tianzhu collapsing in Mount Buzhou.

You must know how powerful Tai Chi Tu and Pan Gu Banner are, and their attack and defense are absolutely top-notch. Coupled with the strength of Tai Qing and Yuan Shi themselves, they are enough to deal with the weaker merit saints.

Di Jun and Taiyi, who were watching the battle, also breathed a sigh of relief, and their expressions softened a lot.

After Sanqing tried to test them, their witch-killing alliance finally moved back to the city without losing its reputation.

After all, in the first battle, their leader, the Demon Emperor, took action personally, making it seem like there was no one available.

Moreover, the crushing defeat of Duke Dong really made it difficult for the Witch-Destroying Alliance to hold its head high. Now it all depends on the methods of Demon Emperor Taiqing.

The Demon Emperor trusted this point very much.

If it were them, they wouldn't be much stronger than Tai Qing. It could just be used as a reference to weigh the true strength of the ancestral witch.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Taiqing's strength is not inferior to mine. If Di Jiang doesn't use his full strength, he will definitely suffer."

Di Jun nodded proudly and looked at the battle group on the field for a moment.

Donghuang Taiyi is full of fighting spirit, and he is eager to try, ready to help at any time: "Humph, the Tai Chi Tu Pangu flags have come out together, which can be regarded as a grand burial for the army of the witch clan. I want to see who the Lord of Ten Thousand Witches is behind this witch clan. Things are worthy of competing with our Demon Court."

Boom!

Sanqing's figure is flying across the sky, with long hair flying upside down, like the devil of chaos coming to the world, his eyes are like lightning, and he is extremely powerful.

With the innate treasure in hand, their strength should not be underestimated. Even if they were against the Demon Emperor, they would be in danger of falling if they were not careful.

After all, Sanqing was also transformed by Pangu Yuan Shen, and his evil background was unimaginable. It was definitely not comparable to Dong Wanggong, who took the form of a small pure yang essence.

The three of them faced off against the ancestral witches, their swords were at war, and the smell of gunpowder filled the place.

However, facing such a magnificent scene of destruction, Di Jiang didn't care at all. He turned around calmly and lightly hooked his fingers:
"To deal with you, there is no need for me to take action personally. You should all come together to avoid saying that our witch sect bullies the small ones."

Di Jiang's whole body was filled with the laws of space, and his eyes swept towards Di Jun and Taiyi, looking proudly.

(End of this chapter)