Great Emperor

Chapter 295 Twelve Ancestral Witches

"For me, it doesn't matter if there are two or three opponents, just come out."

Five fox tails were revealed behind Taiwei, and the object that held the statue bloomed with radiance. Taiwei's own energy also increased several times at this time.

A loud shout came, and the Gonggong ancestral shaman flew away the avatar of the green dragon and appeared beside Zhu Jiuyin. A fox tail behind Taiwei caught the avatar of the green dragon. He looked at the three ancestral shamans on the opposite side who were in harmony with each other. The Taiyin Heavenly Sword in the palm of my hand showed traces of blue frost and snow.

"Such a strong opponent, let me deal with it." A fierce voice came, and an endless cloud of fire descended from the sky. Among the blazing flames, the red-haired golden armor, holding the Tianli Fire God Whip, Zu Rong Wu appeared behind Tai Wei.

The hot aura on Zhu Rong's body, like the scorching sun, made Taiwei frown. The cold wave of ice and snow on his body froze all the flames spreading behind him.

The sky thunder exploded, blue thunder light and dark red electric light intertwined and burst out. Two thunder lights crashed on the side of Tai Wei. The tall, naked Qiang Liang Zu Wu and his slim figure, Xizi with red hair and blood-clothed clothes appeared at the same time, and the thunder and lightning containing the power of heaven tore through the cold tide on Taiwei's body.

On the other side of Taiwei, six majestic qi machines descended at the same time. In the rolling Dutian Shensha Qi, the six great ancestral witches who looked like demons appeared together. The silver-haired and white-clothed ancestral witch Emperor Jiang coldly held a staff close to his feet. Looking at Tai Wei, the surrounding space continued to twist and change, turning into a violent spatial torrent.

The ancestral wizard Jumang, who was dressed in green and had dark hair and held a brown fruit in his hand, frowned as he looked at Tai Wei. Countless vines and leaves spread out from the fruit in his hand, evolving into a lush forest.

Dressed in golden armor and with an iron mask on his face, Zu Wuping snorted coldly. The sound of metal and stone triggered the infinite Gengxin golden energy between heaven and earth, turning the sky and earth into a white gold color.

Wearing a yellow palace dress, the graceful ancestral witch Houtu looked at Taiwei and sighed. Countless crystal golden gravels around him flickered on and off, like a bright and boundless sea of ​​stars.

A fierce wind swept across the earth, and among the sea of ​​clouds, the ancestor Wu Tianwu, who was robed in blue and white robes and had black hair shawl, appeared from above Taiwei. The extremely violent wind roared, the sky was faintly broken and cracked, and countless cracks in the void were covered like spider webs. Thousands of miles of sky.

Finally, wind, rain, thunder and lightning came together, and the qi of the four ancestral witches, Tianwu, Xuanming, Qiangliang, and Xizi, merged, and the ancestral witch Shebishi, who represented the celestial phenomena, appeared from the earth.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, light and darkness, all the celestial phenomena were surrounding this ancestral witch. A pair of cold and vast eyes, like the way of heaven, looked at Taiwei. The fingers of this celestial ancestral witch spread out, making Taiwei feel palpitations. Power is accumulating.

"All the Twelve Ancestral Witches have appeared. Shouldn't I be happy? This should be the first time since the birth of the Divine Witch World that someone has been able to induce the Twelve Ancestral Witches to join forces."

"But you showed up too late."

Taiwei looked at the twelve ancestral witches who had all arrived in an instant, without any trace of worry on his face. Nine silver fox tails were revealed in unison, including the Taiyin Heavenly Sword, Xuanwang Iron Ge, White Dragon Great Yue, and Heaven The incarnation of Xu, the incarnation of Qinglong, and the five carrying objects were all revealed.

Round after round of moon phases appeared around Taiwei. In an instant, the overwhelming torrent of supernatural powers rushed towards Taiwei. The twelve ancestral witches had no intention of holding back. As soon as they appeared, they joined forces to blast out themselves. His strongest magical power tore apart all the moon phases around Taiwei.

Gengjin, giant trees, floods, flames, mountains, strong winds, ice and snow, thunder, thunderbolts, celestial phenomena, time, and space.

No one can catch the all-out attack of the twelve True Saints of the Origin, whether it is the Great World of Divine Wizards or the Great Desolate World, unless the other party uses the completely unsealed Taixu Treasure, and Taiwei will naturally not be able to do so.

But from the beginning to the end, Taiwei never thought about defeating all the ancestral witches by himself, and he was not the only one destined by the demon clan.

The raging torrent of vitality shattered the void where Taiwei was, and the rampant time and space even erased all the order of the avenue in the sky where Taiwei was, turning the sky into a real blank.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were confident that no one could block their joint attack. Looking at the sky that had turned into a pure white hell, a smile appeared on the face of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"It's a pity that you are a step too late. If it had been earlier, maybe the destiny of the demon clan to rise would have ended."

The sound of vicissitudes of life came out in the pure white sky, and the sudden roar of majestic power wiped out all the chaotic spirits raging in the sky. In the empty pure white, seven demonic auras filled the whole body, and the auras were like flaming figures. A smiling Taiwei stood in the middle, and the expressions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches changed drastically.

The eight top powerful qi machines combined, and the soaring demon qi spread throughout the entire world of gods and witches in an instant under the influence of the demon clan's destiny.

At this moment, the world of divine witches has been shaken by the bodies of all races of creatures who have been enslaved for hundreds of millions of years. The various magical powers evolved by the twelve ancestral witches were blocked by the joint efforts of these seven people. The blue Kun Peng burst out with power, wearing black clothes and black hair. Kun Peng, with gray hair on his temples, looked at the twelve ancestral witches around him and chuckled: "It's such a big battle. The twelve true saints of the Yuan Dynasty are all in unison. I have never seen such a scene in the vast world."

"Blessed by nature, it's what heaven wants. It's a pity that my heart is cruel and it won't last long. It's the fate I deserve."

The bright yellow Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. The Taoist Qiankun with wide sleeves waved the Qiankun ruler in his hand and turned back the blast of flames that roared in front of him. Looking at the Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong with a ferocious smile, Taoist Qiankun shook his head. Behind him A scroll that carries all things, heaven and earth, and depicts the sun, moon, mountains and rivers unfolds slowly.

"It's unknown and unpopular. He deserves to end up like this."

The Taoist Cangqiong, who wears a golden Taoist robe and has neither sorrow nor joy in his eyes, holds a sword in both hands. The ever-changing qi on his body makes Tai Wei look at him frequently. The qi of this Taoist power is not simple, pure and complex. It seems that It is somewhat similar to the avenue that Taiwei majored in.

"After all, these are the Twelve True Saints of the Origin, so we must not be careless."

The black and white Tai Chi diagram rotates in the void. The Yin Yang Taoist wearing Tai Chi robes swings the fly whisk in his hand. Three thousand silver threads cut and smash the thunderbolts that hit one after another. The fly whisk blooming with brilliant silver light swings, trying to rush up. The powerful ancestral wizard was thrown away by this powerful Xuanmen figure.

"The Avenue of Time, the Avenue of Space, the Avenue of Celestial Phenomena, and the Way of the Earth. If these four people appeared in the great world, they would probably have become the top True Saints of the Origin."

Taiyi glanced indifferently at Zhu Jiuyin, Dijiang, Shebishi, and Houtu. With just one glance, Taiyi could tell that these four were the first among the twelve ancestral witches, and that these four were also among the twelve. The strongest existence among the ancestral witches.

Zhu Zhao silently looked at the twelve ancestral witches around him. The sun disk surrounded by ten layers of continuous flames behind his head was surging out with the mighty brilliance of the sun. When it came to cultivation and Qi, Zhu Zhao, who had the blessing of the sun's origin, was The strongest among all the people in the prehistoric times, he had the cultivation level of the late Taiyi realm.

"Brother Dao, we meet again." Youying, who was dressed in moon-white clothes and had dark hair tied into a ponytail hanging down her waist, smiled at Tai behind her. When she turned her head, her face had become cold and shimmering with strange blood. The thousand-moon scales jingled, and a fierce murderous intent that was condensed but not released sent chills to everyone present.

"I told you, you showed up too late."

Taiwei walked out of the seven people and looked around at the twelve ancestral witches. The smile on his face made the twelve ancestral witches look extremely ugly.

If it is just too small, it will not be difficult for the twelve ancestral witches to eradicate it, but the Qi of each of the seven people who have just appeared is not weaker than that of the twelve ancestral witches. Even with such strength, they cannot defeat the ten. The second ancestral witch, but it was enough to kill and injure most of the twelve ancestral witches, which was unacceptable to the twelve ancestral witches.

It’s not that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are afraid of death, but that their plan that has been going on for hundreds of millions of years has not been successfully completed yet. They cannot give up halfway. Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhu Jiuyin, Dijiang, and She She are the strongest. After comparing corpses, the four Houtu stood up and looked at Taiwei opposite.

"The demon clan can rise, but all the demon clans in the world of gods and witches can only exist in one continent. If you agree, we can divide any continent for you, and even abolish the oppression and oppression of all races by the witch clan. Killing, as long as you guarantee that there will be no large-scale conflict between the two Lich clans within tens of millions of years."

Zhu Jiuyin looked at Taiwei and said, the moment his voice fell, Taiwei's expression changed. Such a condition was almost impossible even in Taiwei's view, but Zhu Jiuyin found it easily.

Taiwei frowned and looked at Zhu Jiuyin. Being able to offer such a condition shows that this condition is nothing to the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan's secret plans far exceed this condition.

"Brother Dao, I have something to tell you." Youying appeared beside Taiwei at some unknown time, and the bloody moonlight quietly blended into Taiwei's palm, feeling what was coming to his mind. Taiwei's complexion suddenly changed due to the massive amount of information.

Youying's news instantly relieved a large part of Taiwei's doubts about the Wu Clan, and also let Taiwei know why the Wu Clan offered such outrageous conditions. According to Youying's intelligence, if Taiwei agreed to Zhu Jiu If the conditions are Yin, then the destiny of the demon clan to rise will inevitably fail.

"The Witch Clan is also too ambitious, and it's time to restrain it. The rise of the Demon Clan is destiny, and no one can stop it. A war related to survival cannot stop just because of some benefits."

"So although the conditions you offered are very tempting, it is a pity that I refuse. I think it is impossible for my Taoist friends to agree." Taiwei shook his head at Zhu Jiuyin, and the energy on his body It began to explode slowly.

(End of this chapter)