The demon emperor of all worlds

Chapter 11 Blocking from Daozu

Almost at the moment when the old man appeared, Hong Huang's face changed quietly, the vision of heaven and earth swept across, and the purple energy came hundreds of thousands of miles east.

"Hongjun!"

"It's actually him!"

Roaring inwardly, Di Jun's expression turned extremely ugly for a moment.

For no other reason, he knew very well what Hongjun's appearance in Honghuang represented, it was nothing more than preventing the two clans of Liches from continuing to fight.

But this old guy didn't show up sooner or later, and he appeared when the Twelve Ancestral Witches were about to promise him to hand over his blood. No matter how you looked at it, he felt like he was being targeted.

"You bastard!"

Cursing in his heart, Di Jun didn't dare to show it, after all, the latter is the number one saint in the world, aloof and immortal.

At this time, Hongjun didn't notice anything at all, and his eyes shifted to Dijun.

At this moment, Di Jun only felt icy cold all over his body, and a chill rushed from the Yongquan point on the sole of his feet to his head, and he shivered uncontrollably.

But soon, Di Jun also calmed down. He was very clear about his current identity and situation. Although Hongjun was trying to stop him, he would not do anything to him at this time. The balance cannot be broken.

"Hongjun Daozu, what do you mean!"

Stepping forward, Dijun's mana surged, and the fear in his heart was shattered, and he looked extremely angry.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this situation, Donghuang Taiyi on the side was stunned.

He never thought that Di Jun would be so stubborn. Is this a posture to smash Hongjun to the death?The latter is also the number one saint in the world at any rate, even if his two brothers join forces, they cannot be his opponent.

But Di Jun didn't pay attention to these, he knew very well that Hongjun wouldn't touch him, even if he made a move, he would punish him at most, and just rest for a while.

The point is, this time Hongjun's appearance prevented him from obtaining the blood essence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. This matter cannot be left alone. If the latter does not give enough compensation, he will never give up.

Hearing this, Hongjun frowned indistinctly, obviously a little surprised that Dijun dared to speak to him like this.

But soon, Hongjun was relieved, his cultivation had reached his level, and the mere Emperor Jun was not in his eyes at all. The most important thing was to maintain balance and follow the general trend of heaven.

Thinking of this, Hongjun didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Demon Emperor, can you give the old man some face, this battle ends here."

Give you a face?
Have you eaten the fruit of face?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and before Di Jun could speak, Donghuang Taiyi behind him was the first to hold back and said, "Daozu Hongjun, isn't it a little too much for you to do this?"

"The fate of the Witch Clan is hanging by a thread today. As long as the eldest brother is willing, my Monster Clan can completely destroy them all. If you say stop, stop it. Don't you want to lose face with hundreds of millions of boys from the Monster Clan?"

Well done!

As expected of my second brother!

Overjoyed in his heart, Di Jun now wants to give Donghuang Taiyi a thumbs up, this assist is simply too powerful.

Although Hongjun had his own thoughts, he didn't dare to speak out about this matter blatantly. As long as he took the initiative, Dijun would be sure to strive for greater benefits.

However, before Dijun opened his mouth to bargain with Hongjun, the angry roar of the twelve ancestor witches below resounded: "Hongjun, don't you meddle in your own business, old man. It's not your turn to dictate the family's affairs!"

"That's right, Hongjun, my two clans of liches are deadly rivals. Winning and losing are commonplace. If you lose, you lose. When my twelve ancestor witches haven't lost, don't come here to join forces. I'll wait for you." I only respect the Father God Pangu, but I will not accept your love!"

"Di Jun, today's matter is definitely not something I can't afford to lose, Hongjun has nothing to do with me!"

"..."

Although Hongjun came to prevent the continuation of the war, he was obviously helping the Wu clan, but the twelve ancestor witches didn't appreciate it. They taunted and retorted one by one, but they didn't take Hongjun seriously.

At this moment, not only Hongjun, but also Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi were dumbfounded.

It never occurred to the Wu clan to be so stubborn, so disrespectful to Hongjun, this is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face.

Even Emperor Jun knew that he had something to rely on in the future, but he didn't dare to be so unscrupulous, even if Donghuang Taiyi showed his domineering aura, he didn't dare to toughen Hongjun, but this ancestor witch of the witch clan who was looked down upon by them did it. This...

Involuntarily, Di Jun looked at Zuwu with admiration. Compared with Hongjun and others who were superior and ignored the common people, and even manipulated the general situation of the world to make the Lich fall and become a stepping stone for the rise of the human race, the Wu clan was much cuter.

Thinking of this, Dijun's eyes flashed sharply, he stepped forward and raised his head and said: "Daozu, you heard it, the witch clan doesn't appreciate it, and my monster clan won't mind, so whether this battle is a fight or a close, it's a matter of choice." The matter between me and the Twelve Ancestral Witches has nothing to do with you, so please go back!"

Hearing this, Hongjun's expression turned ugly.

He knew very well that if he didn't stop it, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would give Di Jun his essence and blood. Although this kind of thing was useless, it must be meaningful for Di Jun to give up the good situation and make such a condition, and He still can't figure it out.

For such an uncontrollable situation, Hongjun would not allow it to happen. He glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, expressing his dissatisfaction with his ignorance of flattery. He looked at Dijun and said, "What if the poor must stop it?"

"Hongjun, you bully the monster too much!"

Before Di Jun could speak, Donghuang Taiyi behind him couldn't bear it anymore.

Hongjun's attitude of not being taken seriously by anyone is already annoying. It's okay to be hindered by his strong forbearance before, but this time he actually threatened directly. People who are afraid of things?

Not only him, but also Emperor Jun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at Hongjun with some unkind eyes at this moment. The grievances and hatreds of the two clans are the affairs of both parties, and no one is willing to accept Hongjun's cross-talking .

Because once this precedent is established, doesn't that mean that Hongjun can still intervene in the affairs of the Lich clan at will in the future?Then what's the point of the existence of these ancestor witches, demon emperors, and demon emperors?
"Eh!"

Looking at Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches who suddenly shared the same hatred, Hongjun's heart was agitated for a while, even with his cultivation level, he couldn't calm down, because this was not a good sign.

Once the two clans of liches join hands, the future of the entire Great Desolation will be completely changed. This is absolutely what he does not want to see, and it is not allowed to happen. Not good.

Thinking of this, Hongjun gritted his teeth, and then looked at Dijun and said, "I can't give you the blood of the ancestral witch. The demon emperor can offer you a condition. As long as it's not too much, the poor can promise you!"

(End of this chapter)