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- The boundless evil energy rushed straight into the sky. In an instant, the Lingxiao Palace shook, the Heavenly Palace and the Earthly Palace trembled, and the demons were frightened.
"Bai Ze, go and investigate quickly!" Di Jun's voice came from the palace.
In the back hall of Lingxiao Palace, Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were sitting opposite each other. Hetu Luoshu was floating in the air. As the magic formula was turning, there were faint fluctuations. After a moment, the two looked at each other, their expressions were surprisingly solemn, and they slowly spit out Two words: "Ancestral Witch!"
He Tu Luoshu is good at deductions. He can know the past and future, disasters and blessings, and the moment the evil spirit breaks through the sky, the two of them feel a palpitation in their hearts, so they quickly rely on the magic weapon to make calculations.
"Brother, it seems that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the resistance to our unification of the world. Are we taking advantage of their fledgling power to cut through the mess with a quick knife?" A gleam flashed in Dong Huangtai's eyes.
Di Jun thought for a long time, rubbed his temples, and said in a deep voice: "Go and kill them immediately. If you succeed, the enemy will be eliminated. If not, let's just compare our skills."
"What the emperor said is true!" Donghuang Taiyi smiled slightly and disappeared into the heavenly palace together with Emperor Jun.
In the Pangu Palace, the promotion of the Twelve Ancestral Witches has reached a critical moment. The Twelve Color Laws are entangled endlessly, and the immeasurable evil spirits and demonic fires rise, making the mysterious valley look gorgeous and enchanting.
"Dang", a huge bell blasted, tearing open the barrier of time and space, and passed through numerous mechanisms, directly affecting the Pangu Palace.
The twelve ancestral witches all groaned, a trace of essence and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. Di Jiang frowned and said hastily: "The last step, the ninth transformation to return to the original state!"
Each ancestral shaman quickly made his hand seals, and twelve auras entangled, and finally reflected on the Pangu statue.
The huge Pangu statue seemed to come alive, exuding a domineering aura that looked down on all living beings.
Outside the valley, the faces of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun changed dramatically, their breathing was suppressed for a short time, and they murmured: "Pangu's breath!"
"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu. If they succeed in summoning Pangu's true body, how can we survive? Our current plan is to kill them!" Donghuang Taiyi flashed a fierce light and held the Chaos Bell in his hand. There was a sudden shock, and sound waves radiated towards the valley.
For a time, the defensive formations outside the valley were torn into pieces, and most of the monsters and beasts in the forest were killed or injured.
"Go in!" Di Jun shouted and rushed into the valley with Hetu Luoshu.
The miasma and restrictions on the outskirts of the valley are deadly to Daluo Jinxian, but to Quasi-Sage, they are like decoration.
As soon as you step into the valley, you will see twelve splendid palaces occupying one side, and the stars are distributed around Pangu Palace like a moon.
"What a mysterious formation!" The Hetu Luoshu in Di Jun's hand trembled slightly, as if he was happy to see it.
Hetu Luoshu is the treasure of Tianyan's rules, and he is naturally restrained in the formation. However, Di Jun was cautious and did not break the formation. He said to Dong Huangtai on the side: "Try using the Chaos Clock to attack remotely, so that I can explore the formation." The power and weaknesses of the law.¡±
Donghuangtai nodded and struck the Chaos Bell. A substantive musical attack penetrated into the formation. The twelve halls all lit up, and then fell into silence. The attack of the innate treasure was easily swallowed up and assimilated.
"It's so awesome!" Di Jun secretly praised.
In the past, Di Jun and Taiyi always thought that the ancestral witches were reckless men without souls, similar to the vicious beasts scattered in the prehistoric world. Only today did they truly understand the terror of the twelve ancestral witches.
"Brother, why are you so long-winded? I don't believe that a mere large formation can block the attack of the innate treasure!" Donghuang Tai had a sinister look on his face, and the treasure bell in his hand was spinning rapidly, ready to attack at any time.
"Don't be reckless, wait until I use Hetu Luoshu to stabilize the formation, and then you can attack!" As he spoke, Emperor Jun threw it hard, and Hetu Luoshu turned into a sky-covering formation, covering all twelve palaces.
The rules of Tianyan are hanging down, weakening the connection between the twelve ancestral witch palaces to the lowest level.
"Hahaha, little Wu clan boy, come out and die!" Donghuang Taiyi laughed loudly and suddenly smashed out the Chaos Bell in his hand.
The Chaos Clock is originally the supreme holy weapon of the Chaos Rules. It is good at the magic of time and space. Its power is strong enough to destroy mountains and rivers. The power of this blow is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it has crossed the blockade and protection of the Ancestral Witch Palace and fell directly. Pangu Hall.
¡°Chi~Chi~Dang~!¡±
At this moment, a magnificent barrier appeared outside Pangu Palace, blocking the Chaos Bell. After a moment of stalemate, the bell quickly bounced back.
"Hey!" A look of surprise flashed across Donghuang Taiyi's face, which was immediately covered by a ruthless look, "I want to see how long you can resist it!"
Under the continuous bombardment of the Chaos Clock, the magnificent protective shield continued to twist and deform. Finally, it could not withstand the pressure and turned into nothingness with a "pop" sound.
At this moment, a roar came from Pangu Hall, shocking the mountains and rivers.
The ferocious Blood Fiend Qi suddenly rose up and swept away, neutralizing the Chaos Bell's attack in an instant.
Donghuang Taiyi raised the Chaos Bell and was about to take action again, but was stopped by Di Jun: "Brother, you can't do anything today, so you should go back."
"Brother Emperor"
"Stop talking, let's go!"
¡°I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s not that easy to leave!¡± Suddenly, Yin¡¯s words came from all directions in the valley.
Emperor Jun's eyes narrowed, and he glanced around with the power of his soul, and said in a deep voice: "My two brothers have long heard that the ancestral witches are great, so they came here to visit. I don't want everyone to be in retreat. If you disturb me, I would like to ask Haihan to take my leave!"
After saying that, he and Donghuang Taiyi turned into a rainbow and flew up.
"Come down!" Suddenly, a shout came from the Pangu Palace, and a terrifying gravity arose spontaneously, and the two of them were caught off guard and were instantly forced back to the ground.
The door of Pangu Palace suddenly opened, and twelve strange monks appeared out of thin air.
"My friends are guests from afar, but you two destroyed my formation and hurt my spirit beast. How can you leave just as you want?" The ancestor of fire, Wu Zhurong, had a hot temper.
Donghuang Taiyi was not afraid, "Where are you going?"
"We did it once!" said Space Ancestor Wu Di Jiang in an extremely firm tone.
Taiyi held the Chaos Clock in his hand, with disdain on his face, and said, "I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
The ancestral witch was furious and manifested his true form. Twelve demon gods that guided the heaven and earth suddenly took shape and roared towards the two demon emperors.
The twelve ancestral witches are uniquely blessed, each mastering one kind of law. Twelve different kinds of laws come out at the same time. The order of the world is suddenly in chaos, and the infinite coercion is approaching Donghuang and Dijun.
Di Jun sighed secretly, and the Hetu Luoshu circled rapidly in the sky, dropping various regular sight lines to block the movement of the twelve ancestral witches.
Movement is restricted, and the twelve ancestral witches cannot unite, and then use the Chaos Bell to break them one by one.
Although it is feasible in theory, the power of the demon god exceeds the judgment of the demon king. The twelve ancestral witches roared, and countless Dutian divine thunder and Dutian demon fire rose up around them. Although the regular sight was strong, it was difficult to resist the attack of the ancestral witches. It only restricts their speed and attack power to a certain extent.
During this retreat, nearly all the blood in the bodies of the twelve ancestral witches has awakened, and they are increasingly under the pressure of Pangu. Each of them has a strength no less than that of the top Daluo Juexian.
The ancestral witch can control the power of rules that is difficult for immortal monks to achieve by activating his bloodline.
Hetu trapped three ancestral witches, Luoshu entangled three ancestral witches, and the remaining six ancestral witches besieged Donghuang Taiyi.
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The melodious bells attack the soul, breaking through the soul. The rushing beings disrupt time and space, attacking the physical body and suppressing the performance of the ancestral witch.
"Whenclick", there was another loud noise, Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, was hit by the Chaos Bell, breaking several ribs, and flew out upside down.
"Dijun and Taiyi have already entered the quasi-sage realm. Such disorganized magic will have no effect on them. Let's all recite the incantation together and activate the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Formation!" said the space ancestor witch Emperor Jiang to the witches.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Obscure spells are heard, mysterious runes are moving, and Pangu Palace suddenly blooms with brilliance, suppressing Hetu Luoshu.
"Not good!" Di Jun and Tai Yi's expressions changed drastically, and they felt the crisis deep in their souls.
"Condensation!" Twelve majestic voices came from all directions. The two people of Donghuang felt that the world was spinning and they were trapped in the formation of Dutian Shensha.
Demonic fire is raging, ice knives are all over the mountain, ground thorns are paving the way, resentful ghosts are reborn, divine thunder is flashing, and the power of the formation has undergone a qualitative change compared to before.
Even with the treasure protecting their bodies, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun still had difficulty moving.
"Imperial brother, you can't hide your clumsiness anymore. I didn't expect the ancestral witch formation to be so powerful. Today's goal has been achieved, so there is no need to get entangled with it!" Di Jun said in a deep voice.
"Good!" Although Donghuang Taiyi was impulsive, he did not think of the Wuwu dispute. He shook the chaos clock in his hand and shouted: "The chaos of time and space!"
Everything in the formation space was instantly distorted. While the twelve ancestral witches were shocked, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun instantly turned into a ray of fire and disappeared into the sky.
"Brother, I'm going to chase them. I can't let them escape!" Zhu Rong shouted loudly and was about to leave.
Di Jiang had no expression on his face and said loudly: "Don't pursue the poor criminals, today's matter will be revealed!"
"It seems that the demon clan has taken precautions against us. Dijun and Taiyi are not easy to deal with." Time Ancestor Wu Zhu Jiuyin looked gloomy.
"I'm afraid of what he will do. If my eldest brother hadn't stopped me, I would haveGo and tear up the Lingxiao Palace! ", Zhu Rong snorted coldly, with fire suddenly appearing in his eyes.
"The matter of the demon clan will be discussed later. Consolidating cultivation and developing our clan is the key. Although Emperor Jun Taiyi is strong, he does not dare to openly confront us and gives other forces an advantage in vain. I heard that the demon sect in heaven is Fatty, all the major forces are watching!" Xuan Ming gently touched the bloodthirsty skull mark on his arm and said quietly.
In the northern Tiangong, a magnificent hall, Fuxi and Nuwa sat opposite each other, with a faint mist rising from the hot tea in their cups.
"Brother, it's crazy outside, but we are enjoying tea leisurely here. It seems a little inappropriate." Nuwa picked up the tea cup and said lightly.
Fuxi smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, my Heavenly Evolution Technique has already determined the good and bad luck, and there is no way that the two sides will fight to the death!"
Fuxi held a mysterious turtle shell in his hand, with countless indescribable patterns and lines flashing on it. The combination was extremely profound. If Haotian were here, he would definitely feel that it exudes the same aura as the ancient Beibei. An aura that originates from chaos but is divorced from the ordinary rules of fate.
With worry flashing in his eyes, Fuxi looked at the western sky and sighed: "Although there is nothing in heaven, there is a faint blood evil in the west, which almost affects the Western Palace."
"The West? Is it the remnants of the Demon Palace? Or is it West Kunlun? Or"
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