The demon emperor of all worlds

Chapter 61 Refining Array Diagram, Strong Enemy Attacks

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The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was resplendent, and the consciousness belonging to the Eastern Prince was completely shattered. Under the golden flames of the sun, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and instantly became a thing without an owner.

At the same time, above the sky, Duke Dong, who was being besieged by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, trembled. Immediately afterwards, the aura on his body wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to the early stage of the quasi-sage. the point.

When the blessing power of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation dissipated, the situation that the Duke of the East was already struggling to deal with was even more unbearable. Let alone the combination of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he was no match for any one of them.

"No~"

Feeling the disintegration of the power in his body, the moment Duke Dong cried out in pain, his eyes subconsciously looked towards the interior of the Great Barren Mountain, looking at Di Jun holding the map of the Ten Thousand Immortals, his eyes were full of hatred to the extreme, and he roared in his mouth: "Di Jun, I will never die with you!"

It's a pity that as soon as he finished speaking, Donghuang Taiyi appeared above his head, his eyes shone with coldness, and the Donghuang bell immediately slammed out, yelling in a low voice: "Get off!"

thump—

The Donghuang Bell hit Dongwanggong's back, accompanied by a shattering sound, and Dongwanggong screamed, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, splashing a large amount of dust.

"Eastern Prince, your time of death has arrived!"

"Prince Dong, take your life!"

"Eastern prince, you should die!"

Almost in an instant, Zhu Rong and other ancestor witches swarmed up. Except for Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin, the ten ancestor witches rolled around with innate turbid air, waving their arms continuously and bombarding the area where the East Prince was.

"what……"

"what……"

All of a sudden, the screams of the Eastern Prince came one after another. Under the siege of the ten great ancestor witches, his whole body was covered with scars, dripping with blood, and the breath of life began to collapse rapidly.

Compared to the outside world, the East Prince was under siege, Di Jun's expression at the moment was joyful.

The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation has become a thing without an owner, so he will naturally not miss this opportunity. Without any hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation. The fairy array map was successfully refined.

"receive!"

With a low drink in his mouth, Di Jun directly took the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation Diagram into his sea of ​​consciousness with a thought.

After finishing all this, Di Jun quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but just when he was about to pay attention to occupying, a wave of uneasiness quietly rose from his heart, and then, there was a cold, ruthless and indifferent voice in his ear. Then the voice resounded: "Di Jun, hand over the map of the Ten Thousand Immortals, or you will die!"

In the next second, the sound of piercing through the air resounded, and a cold light could be seen blooming, and a dark red blood knife emerged, slashing straight at his back.

"Brother be careful!"

"Demon Emperor, run away!"

This scene immediately caused outcries from the Donghuang Taiyi and the cultivators of the poisonous fire dragon lineage. They could all see that there was a terrifying power in that blood knife. will be seriously injured.

Assault on me?
With a raised eyebrow, Di Jun reacted immediately, turned around forcibly with a sway of his body, held the sword in front of him with his right hand, and stood horizontally on the path that the bloody knife must pass.

In the next second, the blood knife descended and slashed fiercely on the Demon Emperor Sword.

Zheng——

The flames splattered, and two vast streams of mana fluctuated, one of which was strong and positive, and the other was cold and evil.

Accompanied by two muffled groans resounding, Di Jun retreated quickly, and the person who attacked him also revealed his own figure, staggering to stand firm in mid-air, with an extremely gloomy expression.

"who are you?"

Standing with the sword in hand, Di Jun cast a glance at the man, and his expression was extremely solemn at this moment.

For nothing else, although it was just a collision, Di Jun could clearly feel that the latter's cultivation was not inferior to his own, and he was indeed a strong mid-stage quasi-sage.

But in the prehistoric world, when did a quasi-sage mid-stage powerhouse appear again?What exactly is going on?

Moreover, this guy's aura is very similar to that of Jiaohuang who is standing there, obviously they come from one place, and their goal is also the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, but who are they entangled with?

"This seat: Emperor Shitian!"

Casting a glance at Di Jun, Di Shitian slowly raised the bloody knife in his hand and said, "Di Jun, hand over the diagram of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and I will not be your enemy, but if you don't agree, the only thing waiting for you is All the way to death!"

Indra?
Does he exist in the prehistoric world?
Frowning, Di Jun kept recalling the memories of his past and present life, but he couldn't detect any information related to it, and his expression suddenly became a little ugly and dignified.

After all, the unknown is the most frightening thing. This Di Shitian possesses the mid-stage quasi-sage cultivation base, and his companion is also a quasi-sage strong, so does he have more companions?Is there a more powerful existence behind it?
Thinking of this, Di Jun's inner emotions were heavy, but he also expressed that it was impossible for him to hand over the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation that he had obtained. How could he choose to give up his own destiny?

At this thought, Di Jun let out a sigh of relief, raised the demon emperor's sword in his hand and said, "Di Shitian, right? Do you think this emperor is a three-year-old child?"

"I have to do what you say. If you want the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, then use your sufficient skills!"

After finishing speaking, the quasi-sage mid-stage magic power swept out of Di Jun's body, and went straight towards Di Shitian to oppress him.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

With a cold snort, Di Shitian flicked the blood knife, his body bursting out with an aura not inferior to that of Di Jun.

In the next second, the two auras collided in the area of ​​the Great Barren Mountain, and under the terrifying strong wind, the monks under the quasi-sage were forced to retreat thousands of miles away.

"Mid-Stage Quasi-Saint!"

"Another mid-stage quasi-sage!"

"Damn it, where did that guy named Di Shitian come from?"

This scene immediately shocked the prehistoric powers and innate gods in the area of ​​the Great Barren Mountain. After slaughtering their opponents, they all raised their heads to look at Di Shitian, and their eyes slowly filled with fear, hesitation and The color of longing.

As prehistoric powers and innate gods, they have not even broken through to the quasi-sage, and now there is an invincible existence in the middle of the quasi-sage, which is absolutely unbelievable and acceptable.

"You bastard!"

"When did quasi-sages become so flooded!"

Especially Sanqing, Zhunti, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe and others, as the top existences among the Da Luo Jinxians, they have not even touched the bottleneck of the Zhunsheng, and now they are coming out one after another. Or, this is simply a huge humiliation and blow to them.

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