Why should I give way to the red cloud?

Chapter 72

The secret was clear, and Di Jun immediately understood the cause and effect, from the ten sons playing around and burning down the Lingxiao Palace, then the Peacock Princess put them on the sun star, and then 'Bai Ze' led the ten golden crows out, and used contradictions to stimulate them Kill the witches.

Di Jun hated it in his heart!He hates himself for not paying attention to Hong Yun's reminder, hates himself for not becoming a saint, and for not being able to protect his own son. He knows that this 'Bai Ze' is not Bai Ze, because Bai Ze has been following him to practice the Zhou Tian Star Fighting Formation, so how can he have a chance? He left, but he couldn't figure out who this person was. Since he couldn't figure it out, it must be a saint who was doing something wrong.

"Are you so impatient? Do you want me to go to war with the Wu Clan so much? Now, it's as you wish!" Di Jun was full of hatred in his heart, but revenge for killing his son had to be avenged, and now it is unavoidable no matter what The end of the war with the Wu Clan is over, this is a conspiracy and a conspiracy!

But there is still room for improvement in the power of Zhou Tian's star battle formation, he doesn't want to start the battle so soon.

So he said to Zhu Rong: "Zhu Rong, Hou Yi killed my son, and the hatred of killing my son is unshakable. Hand him over and execute him, or prepare for a full-scale war!" Di Jun said through gritted teeth.

"Impossible!" Eleven different voices sounded at the same time.

The space split open, and eleven huge figures walked out. They were the eleven ancestor witches including Di Jiang, including the new Jin ancestor Wu Jiufeng.

Jiufeng has now reached the physical strength of the pinnacle quasi-sage, but his breath is vain. It can be seen that he was forcibly raised with the blood of the ancestor witch, and his realm is not stable.

"Your son slaughtered my Wu people and haven't settled with them yet. You should be glad they are dead! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare them!" Zhu Rong said mercilessly.

"Zhu Rong, I will kill you!" Di Jun said coldly.

"Di Jun, don't be delusional, my Wu people are not afraid of the sky and the earth, if you want to fight, you can fight!" Di Jiang said.

"Is there nothing to talk about? Let's fight over there!" Di Jun said expressionlessly.

The west.

"Let's fight, the worse the fight, the better!" Zhunti said with a proud face.

"Junior brother is a good means, now the Lich War is inevitable, and the day of our great prosperity in the West has come!" Jieyin also said happily.

In the East China Sea, Emperor Jun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches confront each other, but neither side is willing to back down.

"Brother, we are here, kill all the Wu clan, I want to avenge the nine nephews!"

"Revenge for the prince! Revenge!"

The army of hundreds of billions roared, and the sound resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

Taiyi led an army of hundreds of billions of monsters to kill, Taiyi took the lead, with a chaotic clock on his head, full of murderous aura, just like a chaotic demon god.

On Dijiang's side, great witches such as Xing Tian also led tens of billions of witches to come to reinforce them. The two sides confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense and murderous. If you stay here, you will definitely be involved in the war, and you will die without a place to die!

After a long period of development, the strength of today's Lich and Demon Clans has multiplied. The Monster Clan has assembled an army of hundreds of billions, including a hundred quasi-sages, a thousand Daluo Golden Immortals, hundreds of thousands of Taiyi Golden Immortals, and the rest are all Golden Immortals. Immortal Realm.

The witch clan has twelve ancestor witches, dozens of great witches, and nearly ten billion witch clans above the Golden Immortal Realm.

The individual strength of the Witch Clan is stronger than that of the Monster Clan, but the number of the Witch Clan is ten times that of the Witch Clan.

"Array!" Di Jun yelled, and the demon clans above one billion golden immortals stepped forward one after another to form the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array. Compared with the previous array, the number increased tenfold. Of course, the array It is impossible to also increase the power of ten times.

The formation was formed, the power of the stars was gathered, and it condensed into a huge Zhoutian star, exuding unparalleled power, and it has reached the fourth level of the heavenly saint!
"Form the formation!" Di Jiang also gave a low cry, and each of the twelve ancestor witches took out a flag of the gods and gods, spit a mouthful of blood on it, the flag flew into the eye of the formation, and a large formation formed, a stretch of hundreds of thousands of feet Gao's phantom of Pangu appeared, also possessing the fourfold coercion of a saint, covering the entire prehistoric world, as if Pangu had been resurrected.

As soon as the Dutianshensha formation flag came out, the formation of the formation was several times faster, and its power was also increased a lot, which was comparable to the Zhou Tianxingdou formation.

Du Tianshen came first after the big formation, Dijiang roared, and Pangu Xuying raised the Pangu axe.

The law of force gushes out, breaking all spells with one force, and the ordinary axe, carrying vast power, strikes at the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation.

"Suppression!" Tai Yi, who presided over the formation, commanded Zhou Tianxingchen to suppress the phantom of Pangu. The ax and the stars collided hugely in the air, and the land around an unknown number of miles was destroyed. The two sides fought a real fire, so who cares Whether it will destroy the prehistoric world.

Daozu didn't come forward to stop him again, and several saints disappeared, but they must be paying attention to the battle situation here from time to time.

The first collision was tied, and the two sides adjusted their status to continue the second attack.

"Go!" As soon as Dijun made his handprints, the twelve ancestor witches spit out a big mouthful of blood again, and their faces turned pale. It was obvious that losing so much blood essence, even the powerful ancestor witches couldn't bear it. The formation flag carried the essence and blood of the ancestral witches and merged into the Pangu phantom, and the Pangu phantom immediately radiated a dazzling red light, and the blood was soaring!Power is boosted again
"Let's decide the outcome!" Di Jun saw that Di Jiang and the others had used their hole cards, and mana poured out from all over their bodies, pouring it into Zhou Tian and the stars, and Zhou Tian and the stars also shone brightly.

They collided again, and they were still evenly matched. Di Jun and Tai looked at each other as if they had expected it. Di Jun, Tai Yi, Xi He, and Chang Xi changed their handprints and shouted, "Explosion!"

boom!
Zhou Tian's stars exploded, a shocking explosion occurred, and Pan Gu's phantom turned into nothingness in the explosion!
Di Jiang didn't expect Di Jun to be so decisive. Without warning, the backlash caused by the shattering of Pangu's phantom made them vomit blood, and the formation of the Twelve Capitals was shattered! The 12 people staggered, looking at Di Jun in disbelief.

It was not easy for Dijun either. Zhou Tianxingchen's explosion also caused them to suffer a huge backlash. Many low-level monster clans died in backlash, and many of them were seriously injured and lost their fighting ability.

However, they were mentally calculating and unintentionally, and they were already prepared. After the formation was disbanded, an army of nearly [-] billion people rushed to the Wu Clan camp after hearing the news!
"Di Jun! You are cruel! You sons of the Wu clan, kill me! Kill all these flat-haired beasts!" Di Jiang wiped the blood donation from the corner of his mouth, waved his big hand, and also directed the Wu clan army to meet him.

There was a huge collision between the armies of the two sides in a blink of an eye, fists and feet collided, magic weapons collided, and there were countless casualties in an instant.

Although there are a large number of monster clans, their individual combat power is not as strong as that of the witch clan. People of the same realm as the witch clan can often fight four or five monster clans alone without losing, or even press down on them. The casualties of the monster clans have risen linearly. In a short period of time, nearly [-] million monster races died.

(End of this chapter)