Great Emperor

Chapter 297 Witch, Demon

As long as the Twelve Ancestral Witches do not deal with Taiwei, the eight heavenly demons who represent the highest level of the demon clan, then even if they wipe out all the hundreds of millions of demon clans who have just gathered the destiny of all clans, the demon clan will still wait for Taiwei. Under the leadership of the Communist Party of China, it rose again.

The core and key to solving the demon clan is no longer found in the countless demon clans in the world of gods and wizards, but in Taiwei, the destiny of the demon clan who gathered the fate of the past alliance of all clans.

"Do you want to retreat? With the power of the Monster Clan at this time, we can no longer easily take down the Monster Clan. It is related to the big plan of our Witch Clan. I think we should consider it in the long term. Now is not the time for us to start a decisive battle with this emerging Monster Clan. .”

Jumang Zuwu looked at the eight heavenly demons who were connected with each other and showed a sense of infinite oppression, with a solemn expression. He did not think that starting a war at this time was a good choice.

Even if they win, they will not be able to change the situation in which the demon clan has already risen. And if their Twelve Ancestral Witches are defeated, it will be like adding insult to injury for the witch clan that has just experienced the rise of the demon clan.

"Retreat! Why retreat? If we retreat now, how can we continue to be the ancestral witches? If we don't have a good fight, how can we be worthy of our dead and wounded clansmen!"

Zhu Rong's eyes burned with anger, and he swung the Tianli Vulcan Whip burning with dark red flames in his hand, releasing the blazing flames like a fire dragon surrounding Zhu Rong. A pair of fierce eyes looked at the eight Taiwei people opposite, The murderous and fighting intent in Zhu Rong was ready to move.

"There is no doubt that we have lost this war. We, the Witch Clan, cannot afford to lose. At this time, retreating, regrouping, and starting with the scattered Monster Clan that are still scattered across the twelve continents is indeed the best choice."

"But everything can't just be judged by whether it's right or wrong. When I feel uncomfortable, I prefer to vent it directly!"

Di Jiang's long silver hair kept dancing wildly, and the expression on his face was as ice-like as snow. Among the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiang was the real one in power. Even Zhu Jiuyin, She Bi Zhi, Hou Tu and the other three were in a certain position. You must also obey Di Jiang's orders.

After hearing Di Jiang's words, the remaining ancestral witches calmed down the distracting thoughts in their hearts. Since the war has been decided, the word "retreat" will not appear in their hearts as witches.

Taiwei looked at the twelve ancestral witches who were facing him with awe-inspiring auras, and the auras all over his body began to stir up, with a smile on his face: "Follow your inner choice, very good, this way you can be like the master of the clan, the great wizard Looks like the largest clan in the world."

The nine slender silver fox tails of the nine-tailed sky fox swung, and the heavy rivers evolved by Zhu Jiuyin were easily torn apart by the fox tail wrapped around Taiyin Yuehua. When the moonlight was shrouded, Taiwei had turned into an innate Taoist body.

The Taiyin Heavenly Sword cut out thousands of moves in an instant. In front of the whistling pale cold wave, Zhu Jiuyin's face did not change at all. The clear and melodious sound of gold and stone and the overwhelming storm fell in front of Zhu Jiuyin. Blocking the cold tide of the frozen world.

Wu Pingshou, the ancestor of gold, and Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of wind, came in front of Zhu Jiuyin. The sound of gold and stone tearing apart everything and the roaring Tiangang atmosphere blocked all the cold waves.

Although the cold air spread and even the atmosphere of the Golden Stone and Tiangang froze little by little, the combined energy of the three ancestral witches still blocked the terrifying light of Taiwei's sword on the scene.

Taiwei's previous performance has already demonstrated the terror of Taiwei's power. In one-on-one situations, no one among the twelve ancestral witches is likely to be Taiwei's opponent, so Zhu Jiuyin decided to gather the power of the three ancestral witches to fight against him. Too slight.

There is a celestial chime made of polished blue jade in Ling Shou's hand. This is Ling Shou's magic weapon. The moment the sound of the celestial chime appears, all the spiritual ideas in the void evolve into Gengxin golden energy with different attributes.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword burst out together, and the light of axes, spears and spears gathered in all directions in the sky and the earth. Without moving his body, the Gengxin golden energy between the sky and the earth turned into a roaring torrent, tearing apart the falling lunar moonlight one after another. Cracked to pieces.

Ancestral Witch Tian Wu looked at Ling Shuo's movements, and behind him a pair of steel wings with a faint cold light flapped slowly. Every time they flapped, a violent wind burst out in front of Tian Wu. At the same time, the sky Wu's figure appeared behind Tai Wei as if he had moved instantly.

The Tiangang wings streaked across the cold light, and with a glance at Taiwei, a fox tail wrapped around the white dragon axe, sending Tian Wu flying out. The thunderous roar of the dragon shook the sky, and stabilized the erratic Tian Wu, who was wandering in the riot. Wu.

One after another, the majestic Pi Lian slashed down, and the interweaving Tiangang wings in front of Tian Wu shattered countless ax light Pi Lian, but his body was also knocked back by the powerful power of the White Dragon Great Yue.

The second fox tail poked out, and wind and thunder exploded on Xuanwang Iron Ge. The roaring wind and the dense thunder and lightning exploded. As soon as Liao Shuo, wearing golden armor, appeared not far away from Taiwei, he was hit by the torrent of wind and thunder sweeping across the void. Boom flew out.

The sound of metal and stone continued to resound, but the even greater sound of wind and thunder faintly obscured the sound of metal and stone that stimulated Gengxin's golden energy. Zhu Jiuyin looked at Liao Shou and Tian Wu who were suppressed by Taiwei's two fox tails, and his expressions became more serious. At this time, Taiwei's strength was several times stronger than when he fought with Xuanming. Only then did Zhu Jiuyin realize that Taiwei had hidden his strength before. Even Zhu Jiuyin looked at Taiwei at this time and didn't know if Taiwei had hidden his strength.

However, the conditions of Tianwu and Liaoshou were declining, and Zhu Jiuyin could no longer think anymore. The Tiankey passed through the void, and the power of time stagnated everything in the void. Taiwei, who had just blasted Tianwu away, had a condensed look on his face. , aware that the extremely obscure power of time fell around him.

The Emperor Tai's sword cut out a sword light as strong and soft as a dragon and snake, tearing apart all the Taoism in the void. Tai looked at the blood blooming in front of him expressionlessly. The ancestor Wu Jumang groaned and stepped back a few steps. , countless green lights rise, and the figure has been hidden in the endless primitive jungle.

The sky where Taiyi is located has been transformed into an endless primitive jungle by Jumang. As the ancestral shaman of wood, as long as Taiyi cannot uproot the entire jungle, it is impossible to really hurt Jumang. This is originally a sentence. A fact determined by Mang himself.

But the moment Tai Yi took action, Ju Mang realized that he had underestimated this silent demon. Compared with Tai Wei, who had shown his strength before, Tai Yi didn't seem to be weak at all.

The moment the Emperor Tai's sword fell, it was as if the entire primitive jungle had been attacked. Ju Mang's proud magical power had been cracked by Tai Yi the moment it appeared. After suffering several injuries in succession, Ju Mang was able to It was discovered that Taiyi's attack regarded this primitive jungle as a whole.

Every time the Emperor Tai's sword slashes down, billions of stars will appear faintly in the sky, and countless starlights will accurately cover the primitive jungle. Taiyi does not even need to target Jumang's body, as long as Taiyi wipes out this primitive jungle, then Jumang will naturally be hit hard.

After understanding this, Jumang immediately canceled the primitive jungle, but Taiyi immediately began to attack Jumang with all his strength.

The majestic purple sword light was full of nobility and imperial pressure. Every time the sword was struck, Ju Mang had to use all his strength to barely block it. A crack was cut out of his own treasure of creation, Earth Light.

Jumang's tragic situation was naturally seen by other ancestral witches. If Taiwei's fighting style is changeable, then Taiyi's fighting style is to use absolute power and majestic momentum to crush the opponent.

But no matter what the fighting style is, the combat power displayed by Taiyi is no longer too low. Two people, Emperor Jiang Zuwu and Xizi Zuwu, appeared in front of Jumang. Staggered in front of Jumang, a sword light carrying the brilliance of thousands of stars was shattered.

The endless space in Di Jiang's eyes was turbulent and turbulent, and countless intangible and qualityless space barriers had appeared in the space where Taiyi was.

The Emperor Tai's sword fell, and the pure purple sword light cut through the sky like a ray of light. But the moment the sword light fell, there were only continuous roars. The purple sword light seemed to hit something, and it carried The majestic sword intent weakened again and again.

When the sword light fell in front of Jumang, the intensity of the purple sword light was less than one percent of the original. Thousands of vines rose up in front of Jumang Zuwu, and a giant palm opened, a bright purple The sword light had been easily crushed by the giant palm.

"The power of space is used well, but it is not enough. If it is only weakened a hundred times, then I only need to ensure that even one percent of the purple micro sword light can kill you."

The Emperor Tai's Sword in Taiyi's hand fell again, and the Ziwei Star appeared behind Taiyi's head. The vast sword light, whose energy strength expanded countless times, penetrated thousands of space barriers amidst bursts of explosions, and the Emperor The three ancestral wizards Jiang, Jumang, and Xizi all flew out.

Di Jiang's face was cold, and the staff passed in front of him. The broken space was like countless sharp blades tearing apart the purple-brown sword light. Jumang took a deep breath, and countless ancient trees and plants in the Xuanming Continent shook together. The majestic vitality continued to gather, restoring the injuries in the three of them.

Xizi looked at Taiyi across from him, and the dense lightning flashed on his long blood-colored hair: "The Avenue of Stars? Let me see if your Avenue of Stars can catch up with my speed."

A scorching electric light passed through Taiyi's eyes, and in just an instant, Xizi's figure had disappeared. Taiyi frowned slightly, and with his Taoist realm, he could not catch Xizi's speed.

The dark red electric light split into tens of millions in an instant. The electric light moving vertically and horizontally has exceeded the speed limit that Taiyi realm can capture. A bloody light shot out, and the imperial sword in Taiyi's hand slashed with the same speed. When he turned around, there was only a trace of red electric light.

With a frown, Taiyi's imperial sword exploded into endless starlight. Countless purple starlights streaked across the surrounding sky. Thousands of meteors fell, breaking through thousands of barriers that appeared in the void again. However, regardless of whether it was the Starlight Sword Neither air nor falling meteors could touch the photonized Xizi.

(End of this chapter)