The demon emperor of all worlds

Chapter 57 The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, The Inflated Duke of the East
Speaking of this, Di Jiang seemed to have thought of something, and glanced at the area of ​​​​Dahuangshan and said: "And you, the Hundred Religions Alliance, my witch clan will be wiped out, and Hongjun will not be able to stop it. If you dare to let them go, I will From now on, the Witch Clan will come to express condolences one by one!"

Yo!
Dijiang still has such arrogance!
Surprise flashed in his eyes, and Di Jun wondered if what he saw was a fake Emperor Jiang. After having Yuanshen, has he become so arrogant?

But soon, Di Jun also calmed down, looked at the monks of the major forces who were not looking very good, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes, no monks in the Hundred Religions Alliance are allowed to survive. , the crime deserves death, anyone who shelters and indulges is the enemy of my monster clan!"

After finishing speaking, Di Jun ignored the reactions of the monks around him, turned around and flew towards the Great Barren Mountain, about to strike.

Seeing this situation, Tai Yi, Jiao Huang naturally did not dare to be negligent, and hurriedly flew out with his people and followed closely behind.

"You sons of the Wu Clan, come with me and destroy those bastards from the Hundred Religions Alliance!"

Among the witch clan, after Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin looked at each other, they also waved their hands, leading the big witches to run towards the Great Barren Mountain. At this point, the gesture of the two clans of Liches joining hands was undoubtedly revealed, and the surrounding prehistoric powers And the faces of the innate gods turned bitter.

Whether it's the Monster Clan or the Witch Clan, they are the dominant existence of one family. Although the power they have established is good, they can only recuperate under the two families. Now the two clans have a tendency to join forces. How can they deal with it?

Immediately afterwards, this group of people hated the monks of the Hundred Religions Alliance headed by Prince Dong to the bottom of their hearts.

If it weren't for the unashamed words of the Hundred Religions Alliance to supervise the world and ignore the Liches, how could this anger the two clans at the same time?How could the Lich clan, who were originally mortal enemies, suddenly join forces?

"Prince Dong, you deserve death!"

"Eternal sinner, Prince Dong, you shouldn't exist in this world!"

The monstrous hatred rose, which made the prehistoric powers and the innate gods angry even more than the establishment of the Baijiao Alliance plundered their luck. They all gritted their teeth and stared at the area of ​​the Great Barren Mountain, although they could do nothing about it. The Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals, but it will definitely not allow any remnants of the Hundred Religions Alliance to survive, especially the source of this incident: Duke Dong!

Under such circumstances, Dijun, Taiyi, Jiaohuang and the Twelve Ancestral Witches had already arrived outside the Great Barren Mountain, and after standing thousands of miles apart one after another, their powers emerged one by one.

"Go!"

Accompanied by Di Jun's low shout, Tai Yi, Jiao Huang and the Twelve Ancestral Witches made their moves together.

For a moment, the Donghuang Bell smashed hard on the barrier, and without any accidents, it was destroyed with a huge hole.

The Jiaohuang stabbed with his spear, instantly piercing the barrier barrier, and with his low shout, the sun's Yin fire in his body spewed out, and the terrible Yin fire swept up and burned an area instantly.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were even more arrogant and unreasonable. With their huge fists combined with their innate power of law, each punch opened a hole. In just a few breaths, the forbidden barrier in front of them was completely destroyed. Then it was riddled with holes.

Seeing this scene, the prehistoric powers behind and around, as well as the innate gods, were envious.

Quasi holy!

This is the power of quasi-sage.

So many of them joined forces to bombard for several months, and they couldn't even break a corner of the barrier, but under the attack of Taiyi and others, all of them were as fragile as white paper.

"it's time!"

At this point, Di Jun's eyes narrowed quietly in mid-air, and the Demon Emperor Sword that had been re-refined by him appeared in his hand with a move in his right hand. Standing holding the sword, the eyes of countless monks focused on him.

Da da--

The sound of footsteps resounded, Di Jun stepped out, his mana evolved into a golden fire lotus, and he came to the sky above the Great Barren Mountain step by step, looking down at the barrier that was shaking and about to be broken, and slowly rose in his hand With a wave of the long sword, the quasi-sage's mid-term mana was injected into it, and a huge sword aura descended from the sky, slashing fiercely on the barrier.

click-

The sound of shattering resounded, and the sword energy was crisscrossing, shattering, and the enchantment restriction could not resist even the slightest bit, and it fell into pieces immediately.

Not only that, after destroying the restriction, the sword energy fell straight towards the center of the Great Barren Mountain, threatening to completely maim all the cultivators of the Hundred Religions Alliance with one blow.

"Di Jun!"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch!"

At this moment, the terrified and angry roar resounded in the Great Barren Mountain. Looking at the reputation, one can see countless monks quietly appearing on the hills one after another, standing in a special position, and the monstrous magic power followed. The rise and surge.

"Break it for me!"

At this moment, a low roar resounded, and above the central peak of Dahuang Mountain, Dongwang Gong soared into the sky with a dragon-headed crutch in his hand. The mana of Zhunsheng's early stage surged into it, and his crutch evolved into a nine-clawed golden dragon soaring into the sky , collided fiercely with the sword energy.

Rumbling--

Deafening explosions resounded, the sword energy collapsed, and the golden dragon fell into scales. The two were at a stalemate in mid-air, but the aftermath of the sword energy swept across the barren mountain. Countless monks spurted blood at this moment and kept groaning .

Under the crushing of absolute cultivation, the might of Dijun's blow made countless prehistoric powers and innate gods slander him bitterly, powerful, undoubtedly powerful, and desperately powerful.

"Crack-"

At this moment, a breaking sound resounded, and a crack appeared on the top of the dragon-headed crutch, the nine-clawed golden dragon was destroyed, and the sword energy dissipated in the sky and the earth.

At this point, the dragon head crutches wailed, and flew directly back to the hands of the Eastern Prince below.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, Prince Dong raised his head to look at Di Jun in mid-air, his eyes were burning with jealousy and said, "How could there be such a huge gap, Di Jun, I don't accept it!"

"Today, all of you will die here!"

While speaking, Duke Dong squeezed the Dharma Seal with his left hand, and shouted loudly: "The Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals, start!"

buzz-

The ear-piercing buzzing sound resounded, and within the area of ​​the Great Barren Mountain, countless light spots shone brightly, and the pale white fog rose and thickened the area of ​​the Great Barren Mountain, blocking the monks' sight and spiritual prying.

Not only that, but it can be seen that there are strands of power gushing out from the Great Barren Mountain, continuously pouring into the body of Duke Dong, and the aura on his body begins to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye: middle period of quasi-sage - late period of quasi-sage !
Having reached the stage of the late quasi-sage, the increase in momentum on Duke Dong's body just stopped, and he was panting continuously. He was extremely surprised at the power he had at the moment, and subconsciously looked down at his palm. Angry and jealous, the whole person laughed wildly and unrestrainedly: "The late quasi-sage!"

"This is the power of the late quasi-sage!"

"Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Twelve Ancestral Witches, what are you fighting against me with, haha..."

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