Hongjun Daozu looked away, waved his hand, Di Jun and others were moved to the heavenly court, and he disappeared, probably because he had returned to Zixiao Palace.

For this mess, it is better to cut the mess quickly and get it straightforward and save trouble.

The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun and the Two Saints of the West all showed strange looks.

As for whether they would think it was Di Jun's actions, it's hard to say.

Today is full of twists and turns.

The Zhoutian Star Formation in Heaven has the power to fight against the saints.

The Dutian God Evil Array of the Witch Clan can actually form Pangu’s true body and suppress the saints.

Taoist ancestor Hongjun was too terrible. He broke Pangu’s true body with one finger.

However, the appearance of Pangu's residual soul is truly surprising.

But in the end, Pangu Palace was actually bombarded.

The rapid change is unpredictable.

The twelve ancestor witches returned to the ancestral land, looking at the huge abyss that were bombarded, all trembling in anger.

In the end, they recalled Pangu Palace, but saw that there was no blood inside, no fertile blood fetus, and no Pangu's spleen.

They were all crazy.

"Kill the heavenly court and destroy the demon clan!"

Zhurong has the hottest temper.

"Brother, kill to the heavenly court and fight to the death!"

"For such an insult, our ancestor witch would rather return to the arms of God the Father!"

They all looked at Dijiang.

"Can we still form Pangu's true body?"

Di Jiang forced himself to hold back his rage and asked.

"In our current state, we can't do it at all!" Zhu Jiuyin took the conversation. Relatively speaking, he was relatively rational. "I can't arrange the Dutian God Evil Array. Even if I can attack the Heavenly Court, how can I face Nuwa? She is a saint and has endless power. In addition, there is a promise from Hongjun."

"Hongjun, Hongjun, damn Hongjun!" Zhu Rong cursed, "Are we going to bear this shame?"

"Thousands of years will pass soon!" Di Jiang said deeply, "In this thousand years, we will make every effort to improve our strength, destroy the witch clan in one battle, kill Nuwa, and determine the prehistoric world!"

"good!"

The other ancestor witches nodded helplessly.

The huge witch clan lost 30% of its population in one battle, which is extremely tragic. It is extremely difficult to restore its former strength.

But in heaven, he was dead.

This battle completely trampled their pride under their feet.

The innate god on the Taiyin Star, the quasi-saint powerful Chang Xi, died in one battle.

The top ten demon generals in the Heavenly Court, five dead.

Half of the other demon soldiers and generals died in battle.

Their casualties were far more than those of the witch clan.

"The Witch Clan..."

Di Jun gritted his teeth, but his face was pale.

"Di Jun, in a thousand years, we will avenge our son and my sister!"

Emperor and Empress Xihe's eyes were still blood red.

"If this revenge is not avenged, I will be the Emperor of Heaven!"

Di Jun's eyes opened and closed, and there was a cold look.

"Your Majesty!" The demon master Kunpeng stood up and said with a tough bullet, "There is one thing that I have to say!"

"explain!"

"The ten princes grew up in Tanggu, the extreme of the East China Sea. Where, His Majesty set up a large formation with the Fusang tree as the array eye. Even the quasi-saints could not break in without any movement. How did the ten princes come out? After they came out, why didn't we sense it?"

Kunpeng said honestly.

"The ten princes burned the earth and burned countless witch clans to death. It was definitely not done by the ancestor witches!" Bai Ze said calmly, "It is impossible for you to deceive Your Majesty and us to break the formation, and you must not do it!"

"saint!"

After calming down, how could Di Jun have never thought it would have been?

"Kunlun, the West!"

Bai Ze lowered his head.

"Holy position!"

Di Jun roared, his hair and beard were wide open, and his unwillingness and anger almost burned all his reason.

"This is to sow discord and destroy us and the witch clan!" said the demon master Kunpeng, "Obviously, it was successful. If the lich died, they would be able to preach. There were also the self-destruction that attacked Pangu Palace. It was clearly five Daluo. According to my sense, he was not the one in our heavenly court at all!"

"You can control the five Daluo to self-destruct..." Bai Ze paused and looked at Di Jun, "Your Majesty, even if you completely spread the things in them, those ancestor witches will not believe it. Our hatred with the witch clan is no longer mediated. If my heavenly court wants to preserve it, there is only one way to destroy the witch clan and unify the prehistoric world. In addition, only by living alone can you live. Even so, will they let us go?"

‘They’? Obviously, they do not refer to the ancestor witch.

"Taiyi of Donghuang heard the order!"

Di Jun suddenly sat upright.

"My brother is here!"

Prince Donghuang bowed his head.

"I will order you to go to the starry sky and conquer the original star god. If you don't accept it, you will kill all of them and condemn the source of their power. In addition, search for the power of the stars and cherish the materials! Give you five hundred years to walk around the starry sky!"

"My brother follows the order!"

Emperor Dong Huang responded to his order and did not recover, so he walked out of the hall directly.

"Everyone, after recovery, train soldiers, temper spiritual treasures, and subdue the great monsters scattered in the prehistoric world to prepare for a thousand-year battle!" Di Jun said, "After a thousand years, if you cannot win, you will die!"

The Kunlun Mountain is also not peaceful.

After being shocked, I just thought.

"The Taoist ancestor took action, obviously he didn't want the lich to break the balance. One side was destroyed and the other side was powerful!" I said deeply, "But the witch clan is too strong. If this continues, even the saints like us will not be able to do anything?"

"The ancestor witch should not exist in the world, it's just...!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's scalp was also numb.

In fact, with their saints, they can easily kill one before the twelve ancestor witches set up a formation. But as a saint, if they really do it, it will be a stain on their life.

"After a thousand years, is the Taoist ancestor confident that the strength of the demon clan is equal to that of the witch clan?" The leader of Tongtian Sect simply said, "And he is really gone, or?"

Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun showed discomfort at the same time

They claim to be authentic Pangu, and even regard themselves as Pangu, and even look down on the witch clan. But now, Pangu's residual soul appears, but it protects the witch clan.

This made them particularly embarrassed.

Another point is, does Pangu still exist?

If they don't figure this out, they will be unable to sleep or eat.

"It should be gone!" I sighed, "When he dispersed, the shackles on heaven and earth, and the shackles on his body seemed to be relaxed."

“So great!”

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded.

"The great trend of heaven...!"

The Tongtian Sect Master turned to another topic and glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun intentionally or unintentionally.

"If the Taoist Ancestor does not come out, the great trend of the Heavenly Dao is the will of our saints!"

I said coldly.

Yuanshi Tianzun and the leader of Tongtian Sect nodded naturally.

On the other side of Buzhou Mountain.

"The Lich War is really tragic. How can we wait for the casual cultivator?"

Chu Yang sighed, with a look of melancholy on his face, and he was about to climb the mountain. At this time, a sound came from the side.

"Fellow Taoist sects!" When the Buddha of Light came, he saw Chu Yang and bowed, "We just need to calm down and improve our strength. When the great disaster comes, you can hide in other places. Let them fight in this world!"

"Good!" Chu Yang tasted it and nodded, "I am Chu Yang, I don't know what friends call me?"

"For the light, I have an immortal lamp in my heart, shining on eternal darkness!"

The Buddha of Light has declared his name.

"Fellow Daoist Guangming, you are polite!"

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you are polite!"

The two seemed to have met for the first time, greeting each other, and finally they both said they should feel the power of Buzhou Mountain and admire the legacy of Pangu.
Chapter completed!