Heavenly Court Lingxiao Palace.

"Zhulong joins, and in the future, my heavenly court will win!" Di Jun was very happy. "Today, as the Emperor of Heaven, I promise you that the dragon clan will be commanded by the dragon clan in the future. Zhulong, in the future, you will be the Dragon Emperor!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhulong was extremely unwilling to accept it, but at this time, he had to bow his head.

Hahaha!

Di Jun laughed loudly, and was full of energy, as if he had seen the future destruction of the witch clan, dominate the prehistoric world, challenged the Taoist ancestor, and became the only master in heaven and earth.

"His Majesty!"

Fuxi bowed and said, "The human saint master is named Chu Yang, and he is extremely powerful. Even a minister may not be his opponent."

"You may not be his opponent?" Di Jun raised his eyebrows, "How is it possible? You are in the late stage of the quasi-saint, and you have Baoqin in your arms. Looking at the prehistoric world, how many people can defeat you? I know that the birth of the human race is only a hundred thousand years, and it is impossible for such a strong man to appear."

"Your Majesty!" Zhulong twitched his mouth and said with a thorn in his mouth, "If it weren't for Emperor Xi's help, he would have died at the hands of Chu Yang."

"So strong?"

Di Jun finally changed his color.

"Weichen also has the Ancestral Dragon Ball, which is comparable to the best spiritual treasure!"

Zhulong said again.

In the hall, the strong men were moved by it.

How many of the best spiritual treasures are there in the prehistoric world?

"Your Majesty!" Kunpeng walked out, "In addition to the saint master, there are also three ancestors in the human race, all of which are already in the realm of Daluo. In addition, Taiyi Golden Immortal is no less than a few thousand! Compared to my Heavenly Court, these powers are nothing, but if you subdue it, they can play a significant role. Especially the saint master of the human race can compete with an ancestor witch."

"One hundred thousand years, so many strong people can be born, so in the future..."

Bai Ze waved his feather fan, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

"If there is no restraint, I'm afraid it will be another witch clan!"

The demon master Kunpeng took over the conversation.

"But they are on the prehistoric land!"

Di Jun hesitated.

"Your Majesty, the human race was created by the Saint Nuwa!" Kunpeng turned around and looked at Fuxi, "Emperor Xi, for the heavenly court, for the demon clan, and for eternal prosperity, it is better to go there and let Nuwa give the imperial edict, and Xuanren go to the heavenly court to wait for the dispatch!"

"But, just...!"

Fuxi looked at Zhulong.

"It's okay for the great cause of heaven!"

Zhulong said with a cold face.

"There is another one!" Fuxi said again, "The saint of Taiqing founded the People's Education. Do you need to say hello to him?"

"No need!" Di Jun pondered for a moment, and said, "The twelve ancestor witches asked the Three Qings to bow their heads and use their saints as the lord. This is a great insult. We mobilize the human race to start a war with the witch race, and they are not too late!"

At this moment, outside the hall, there were four great elders of the Dragon Clan coming, and they were Ao Lie and the other four.

After the salute, Ao Lie took out a trident and held it in front of him: "Your Majesty, how about this immortal soldier?"

Di Jun's brow moved, and he was displeased, but he still reached out and looked at it.

The trident is silver-white all over, and there is no sign of anything extraordinary.

This is just a quasi-spirit treasure made.

"This is……!"

Di Jun raised his eyebrows and finally realized the difference.

Inside the trident, there are dense blood-colored runes, sedimentation of essence and blood, and the roar of the soul, forming a strange creature.

As soon as he thought about it, he realized the essence: "Is this a collection of three souls and seven spirits of human race, and tempered with essence and blood?"

"Your Majesty's wise eyes are like a torch!" Ao Lie said, "This is a situation that a little dragon in the clan is undoubtedly discovered. The human race is unique, with three souls and seven spirits. After collecting them, they can temper immortal weapons with their essence and blood. They have extremely terrible power, which can affect the immortal soul, erode the body of the body, and restrain the powerful body of the witch clan!"

"This is true!"

Di Jun's eyes spurted out two rays of splendor, knocking Ao Lie back more than ten steps.

Without waiting for Ao Lie to answer, he ordered: "Bring a few witch tribes up!"

In the Heavenly Court, there are naturally no witch clans that are captured, and they also always study the shortcomings of the witch clans.

After a while, several witch tribes were brought with them, with different strengths.

There are all witch people, witch soldiers, witch generals, earth witches, and heavenly witches, but there are no great witches.

Di Jun walked off the throne, held a trident in his hand, and easily stabbed into the witch civilian without using some power. Even the witch soldiers, witch generals, and the earth witch equivalent to the golden immortal could easily penetrate the body. As for the witch, they could not do anything.

"It's just a weapon of the quasi-acquired spiritual treasure that can kill the earth witch!"

Di Jun trembled slightly.

"If it is refined into a acquired top-grade or even top-grade spiritual treasure, then wouldn't it be able to kill the ancestor witch?"

Kunpeng's words made the hall quiet.

The power of the witch clan is the foundation.

Even the top-grade innate spiritual treasures are difficult to break their body, which is what makes them the most troublesome. As for the powerful blood power of the ancestor witch and the power of controlling the rules, they don’t care.

"You can try it first!"

Bai Ze's tone was full of vibrato.

"Your Majesty, I have the millions of soul spirits I have collected!" Ao Lie took out a treasure vase and handed it on it, "This is a great battle with the human race in recent years, and I took the opportunity to collect it!"

"Your dear is intent!" Di Jun was overjoyed and asked, "How many human races are there?"

"Not less than a hundred billion!"

"Hundred billion?"

Di Jun was shocked, Kunpeng and others were also shocked.

This number is too terrible.

"Why are there so many?"

Di Jun suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

"The human race develops rapidly, especially under the leadership of the human race's saint master, and it explodes like a blowout. A couple can have five or six children within ten years, or even more. It is roughly estimated that the number of human race will double in an average of five years, and the whole nation will rarely die in old age except for death in battle. If there is no limit, within a thousand years, the human race can spread throughout the vast land!"

Even Ao Lie was a little nervous.

"Human race, human race!"

Di Jun murmured twice, raised his hand and grabbed it, and then some Xingchen Gengjin flew over, emitted the sun fire, melted and shaped the body, and penetrated the soul spirit. In just over ten breaths, he refined a long sword of a low-grade spiritual treasure.

He recruited a flower fairy who only had the realm of Xuanxian, handed over the fairy sword, and asked her to kill the imprisoned Tianwu in the hall.

puff!

The maid raised her sword and fell, easily cutting off the head of the Heavenly Witch, destroying the true spirit.

Everyone in the hall was very happy.

Di Jun exhaled a long breath of turbid air, majestic and domineering aura, rose up and landed on the throne, and ordered: "Emperor Xi!"

"I'm here!"

"You go to Nuwa Palace, ask the Saint Nuwa to give the decree to let the saints of the clan and the third ancestor come to the heavenly court. If the heavenly court is great in the future, it will be worshipped by all spirits in the prehistoric world."

"Yes!" Fuxi hesitated a little, "What if he doesn't come?"

"The human race is immortal!"

Di Jun knew what he meant and gave a guarantee.

If you don't come, you will send troops to the human race and slaughter, but seeds will be left behind.

The immortal soldiers refined with the soul and blood of the human race have too much restraint on the witch clan, which makes him see the method of killing the ancestor witch. How can he give up?

Moreover, the price to be paid is almost negligible.

Fuxi sighed secretly, left Lingxiao Palace, and flew towards Nuwa Palace.

"Bai Ze!"

"I'm here!"

"Reorganize the heavenly soldiers and generals, and send troops to the human race at any time!"

"yes!"

Bai Ze retreated.

"Brother, where is the witch clan?"

Donghuang Taiyi spoke.

"Houtu has become reincarnation and has lost an ancestor witch. At this moment, they are too busy to take care of themselves. We are just targeting the human race, not a large-scale invasion. Although they will be vigilant, they will not take action! We need time, and they need it even more! Donghuang Wuyou!"

The demon master Kunpeng explained.

Di Jun nodded, obviously agreeing.
Chapter completed!