The entanglement between lichs has not been a year or two, so this war is inevitable. However, the foundation that the witch clan has lost in the battle with the human race. Today, a Lich battle broke out here again. Tens of millions of demon clans fought against less than one million witch clans, and the result was obvious.

If there are too many ants, they will also eat people, let alone these demon clans. If the witch clan army does not fight, it will become the end of the battle. They will retreat step by step. Usually, one witch clan will fight against ten demon clans on average. This is not acceptable to the witch clan, so they will retreat step by step.

When Di Jiang saw that something was wrong, he waved his hand and said, "Brothers, come on!"

Soon the twelve ancestor witches all stood in front, and Di Jiang shouted again: "Design the formation!"

The Twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Formation suddenly became bloody, and the demon clan howling and screaming in the Twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Formation could be seen everywhere. Di Jun and Taiyi looked at each other and said, "Brother Emperor, it's time to see us now." Dong Huang Taiyi had become accustomed to such a familiar scene, and I don't know how many times he had been awakened by him in his sleep.

With two clatters, the Donghuang Bell had already flew out and headed straight for the Dutian God Evil Array of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. With a loud bang, a huge impact roared the entire Buzhou Mountains. A burst of waves stirred up, and the Buzhou Mountains, a thousand miles of radius, instantly turned into a place that was invincible.

Di Jun also took out the River Map and Luoshu at this moment, and the golden light flashed, muttering the magic tricks, as if he had to kill all these witch tribes to vent his hatred. Lu Wu on the other side was flying flags in his hand and said, "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Stars, set up the formation, Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, rise!"

On the prehistoric world, the two major formations of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, the Twelve Du Tian Shenxian Formation, and the Zhoutian Star Dou array appeared on the prehistoric world at the same time. With Buzhou Mountain as the center, the blood-colored fog began to be confused. Similarly, the power of the Zhoutian Star Dou was also activated, and the sun, moon and stars had begun to change continuously.

The blood color that can be seen everywhere is the real blood flowing.

However, even if the witch tribe sacrificed the twelve capital heavenly evil formation, there was a huge gap in military strength. It was less than one million, which was simply a one-way massacre. Seeing the witch tribe fall down next to him, Di Jiang was already angry to the point, and felt that he had never been there again.

His bloody eyes looked back and said to the ancestor witches: "Condensed, Pangu's true body!"

Boom, the loud noise had already sensation throughout Buzhou Mountain. Within the golden light, Pangu's real body with a bearded muscle appeared. However, without Houtu, Pangu's real body was useless. But if you want to crush these demon ants, it would still have some effect, and there is absolutely no way to resist it.

It seemed like a tank, and it was directly approaching the top of Buzhou Mountain. Di Jun and Taiyi looked at it, and they were not good. They shouted: "You witches are not following the will of heaven and do not cultivate the soul. Today I am here to see what magical powers you have when you wait for the witch." When they spoke, Donghuang Taiyi and the demon emperor Emperor Jun rushed out.

As they went out together, Kunpeng and the divine beast Lu Wu, these four people could be said to be the top figures in the demon clan's heaven. Especially the demon emperor Jun, who has Hongmeng purple aura on his body, that is the person selected by the Heavenly Dao. His cultivation has reached the peak of quasi-saints. If he takes one step, he will be the existence of the supreme saint, and it is not so easy to kill.

Roar, two loud sounds, two huge golden crows had appeared, creating an inconsistent power with a powerful force that was created. Dongdong, the Donghuang Bell rang twice again, hitting Pangu's real body, but was bounced back by a huge force.

Then Di Jiang laughed and said, "Hmph, Pangu's true body has come out, what can you do with your demon clan? You still have to bow down and submit to your subordinates!"

Di Jun sneered and said, "Di Jiang was so proud that he was too early, let's see our magical powers!"

Suddenly, a golden light rose from the Hetu and Luoshu. The light shone on Di Jun's long sword, and a trace of dark wind lit up. This sword was the witch-killing sword that Di Jun asked from Nuwa. When he killed the witch clan, he would naturally be able to capture it. The huge sword light soared out of the sky and chopped it towards Pangu's real body.

This sword was extraordinary. It really cut on Pangu's real body. Di Jiang and his group jumped straight into their feet. Roaring, roaring, roaring, roaring, "The sudden demon clan's child, dares to hurt me, Pangu's real body, I will definitely not forgive you!" As he said that, Pangu's real body was like a huge tank, chasing the bodies of countless demon clans.

Blood flowed into a river, and with one stomping his feet, tens of thousands died, and with one punch, tens of thousands died.

When Di Jun and Taiyi saw it, they immediately felt something was wrong. If this continues, wouldn’t the elites of the demon clan’s heaven be destroyed? No matter how many people are, they can’t withstand such massacres! This kind of power is simply terrifying to the pinnacle, making people’s hearts twitch.

Di Jun Taiyi, Kunpeng and Lu Wu, four of them flashed and blocked Pangu's true body, four-on-one, but they still could not resist the power of Pangu's true body. Below, the demon army and the witch army were constantly fighting. Fuxi, who was also a demon saint, was wearing an Yin-Yang Taoist robe. Looking at the killing below, he began to mutter in his heart.

Fuxi Qin appeared soon, and a quiet song was used to kill all living beings. Fuxi was already at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal. Using objects like Fuxi Qin to kill people, the killing was in a flash. It was just a matter of time that the army of the witch clan kept turning into ashes in the sound of the piano, and there was no chance to howl. It was simply terrible.

When Di Jiang and others saw that the situation was not good, the four people in front of him were extremely difficult, and there was also Fuxi behind him. If they could not handle this battle, they would destroy all their witch clans. So they swung their fists violently and hit Di Jun and Taiyi, wanting to take a step and destroy Fuxi to relieve the pressure of the demon clan below.

But at this moment, on Qingyang Island, Chen Yuyang's eyebrows flashed and he said, "Rareless!"

The Eye of Reincarnation opened, and a black force appeared at the foot of Mount Buzhou. Although Chen Yuyang knew that Fuxi would die in this battle, he would do his best to do his best and obey the will of heaven. Therefore, he still had to save him, which was the friendship between himself and Nuwa. Outside the thirty-third level, he opened his eyes almost at the same time as Chen Yuyang, and a red light flashed and hit Pangu's true body. A pain made Di Jiang jump straight up. The corner of his mouth cursed: "Nuwa, Qingyang, Duan is not a son!" hf();
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