The man walked into the crowd without any embarrassment.

None of the people present did not admire him. They directly collected the divine blood spit out by Donghuang Taiyi, and were not afraid of causing trouble for Donghuang Taiyi in the future. That was Donghuang Taiyi holding the treasure, and the aura of kings and domineering could shock the heroes.

"you!"

Donghuang Taiyi widened his eyes and pointed at the person who had collected his blood, his face full of anger and surprise.

What was surprised that someone was so shameless, and what was angry was that why did this person dare to collect his blood?

"What are you???"

The man didn't care and said casually.

"I!!!"

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes widened again.

"What am I??"

The Taoist twisted his neck and still didn't care about Tao.

"I'm so mad!!!"

Donghuang Taiyi was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of golden divine blood. He ignored the ancestor witch behind him and took the Donghuang Bell and wanted to smash the Taoist man.

"Hiss! This is a good thing. Friend Donghuang Taiyi vomits more. I really love you so much."

The Taoist looked at the golden divine blood and his eyes lit up again. He took out the prepared pill bottle and put all the golden divine blood in his pocket again.

"Puff."

Nuwa covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

And the Eastern Prince beside her was already stunned at this moment.

"Nuwa...suck! This goddess of the prehistoric world is so beautiful!"

The King of the East thought blankly.

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At this moment, Di Jun, who was hiding in the world of Hetu and Luoshu, was observing the situation outside.

Seeing that Donghuang Taiyi was hit by Zhu Rong with a punch, and then another shameless Taoist came to vomit blood to him, he felt very happy.

Please let Donghuang Taiyi have more of this incompetent and furious look.

If he hadn't been tolerant now, he really wanted to jump out and applaud and add a sarcasm for three consecutive times.

"I will go out sooner or later!"

"Those who have ambition will succeed in their work. They will burn their boats and end up with the 12 Qin Passes. The hard work will never be disappointed. If you sleep in firewood and taste gall, you can swallow Wu with three thousand Yue Jia!"

"When the day when I Di Jun goes out, I will be not far from Emperor Chengtian!"

Di Jun's eyes were firm. Sooner or later, he would go out and let the filial son Donghuang Taiyi feel the feeling of back pricking.

outside world.

Zhu Rong was a little surprised to see that he didn't beat Donghuang Taiyi to death after a round.

"Hmph! It's obviously a miscellaneous bird! But I just had a tortoise shell, bah! Otherwise, I would have hit your bald bird's head with one punch!"

He said viciously to Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi: "..."

Donghuang Taiyi gritted his teeth and stared at Zhurong coldly.

Damn it! Why? I have become the only golden crow in the world! Why was I crushed by an ancestor witch?

Di Jun is already dead! I am the protagonist of the Lich Tribulation! The luck of this demon clan should be mine!

"Glap? Glap! Look at me if I don't break your turtle shell and crush your baldness today!"

Looking at Donghuang Taiyi's hatred gaze, Zhu Rong sneered, wrapped his natal magical powers in his hand, and suddenly thought that Donghuang Taiyi rushed over.

clang!!!

The Chaos Bell rang through Chaos again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Donghuang Taiyi quickly sacrificed the Hetu Luoshu. Although he was blessed by the two treasures, in the aftermath of this punch, another mouthful of golden divine blood emitting the scorching sun fire was spit out.

If Di Jun in the Hetu Luoshu is added, and the two of them work together to use the Double Treasures, they might be able to completely defend themselves.

But unfortunately, it is not enough for Donghuang Taiyi to be alone.

After all, Devouring is not a fusion, and it is not as strong as two people, not to mention that Devouring is still a fake Di Jun.

Let Taiyi despair, this is just the beginning.

Zhu Rong was very aggressive, and his two punches did not break the Donghuang Bell. His anger surged, and he punched the Donghuang Bell heavily.

The body of the Donghuang Bell kept buzzing, and it was as if chaos was trembling.

Although Zhurong did not have much impact on the Donghuang Bell, Donghuang Taiyi, who was behind the Donghuang Bell, was almost fainted.

The golden divine blood seemed to be free of money, vomiting one mouthful after another.

And the Taoist looked at the divine blood that was worthless and was all in his pocket.

Three people, one in front and one behind, Zhu Rong punched two times, Donghuang Taiyi spat, and the Taoist took it.

Very rhythmic.

"It's so cruel...it's so cruel! It's so cruel!"

A group of powerful masters looked at Donghuang Taiyi and thought that his domineering aura was very strong, but now they felt that this was the turtle.

Moreover, this is simply a double blow, a double blow from the body and the mind.

It seemed like Zhu Rong and the Taoist were just trying to bleed him.

Killing someone will kill you!

Everyone present couldn't help but shivered.

Is this the witch clan? Is this the ancestral witch that is rampant in the prehistoric world?

"There are eleven more witches like this!"

"The Witch Clan...can't be enemies with it."

"Witch fathers, are you missing a son-in-law?"

"Hahahaha, the Donghuang Taiyi was so arrogant just now. You are so arrogant! It seems that it's just that!"

This cruel and murderous scene made the powerful people present twitch.

But at the same time, some people gloat.

After the Eastern Prince came to his senses, he secretly decided to let Nuwa be convinced by him.

However, he was very surprised that the scene in front of him was all at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal, why is Donghuang Taiyi so weak?

Zhu Rong, one of the twelve ancestor witches, could press Donghuang Taiyi, who had the innate treasure, to the ground and hammer it.

The Sanqing, who was originally standing near Donghuang Taiyi, all looked silently retreating far away.

The three of them were very considerate. Although the three of them claimed to be authentic Pangu, they all rely on their own cultivation to increase their cultivation after they transformed into shape. Unlike these twelve ancestor witches, they stood at the top of the current prehistoric world as soon as they were born, except for the saints.

What's even more terrifying is that the bodies of the twelve ancestor witches are comparable to the best innate spiritual treasures.

This is much more arrogant than a monk holding the top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

Although the Sanqing has the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower of Heaven and Earth in their hands, the ancestor witches are so cruel, and they think it is better to stay away from them. The three of them are just such an acquired treasure of merit. What if they are taken aside by the ancestor witches and snatched away? Where can the three of them cry?

As for this authentic Pangu name, let’s talk about it when its strength improves in the future.

After all, they still need shame now. If someone punches the ancestor witch in the face... they can completely believe that this punch may never fade!!!

There are eleven ancestor witches like Zhurong, and this tm is simply a villain.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Donghuang Taiyi was extremely frustrated.

With just a look, he recited a limerick poem and was caught up by the witch clan and beaten up.
Chapter completed!