Zuwudijiang

Chapter 42 The Twelve Demon God Banners

The heavenly court was established, the ancestral witch had left, and the banquet began. The monks drank and chatted, very happy, but the words of the conversation made Emperor Jun Taiyi very unhappy. It is around Dijiang, which should be called Wudi now.They may not know the strength of the witch clan, but Di Jiang's pride in one against three is obvious to all, especially when it comes to Di Jiang's claim for the throne, the monks are even more interested, and they use their power to suppress all the powers of the monster clan , great skill, great supernatural power!
Fu Xi's heart is flat, but he is too lazy to care about the monk's words. Now he only cares about his younger sister. Nu Wa has been silent since the fight with Di Jiang, her eyes are a little confused, as if she is thinking about something on her mind.

"Brother, do you think Di Jiang is hateful?"

Just when Fuxi wanted to go up and ask, Nuwa turned to look at him, and suddenly asked this sentence.Fuxi was a little puzzled, and didn't know why his sister would ask such a question, but he couldn't help but feel relieved when he thought that Nuwa had always hated Dijiang.He replied casually: "Well, it's very hateful."

After hearing this, Nu Wa stopped making a sound and began to meditate again.

Fuxi was confused.

Besides, Sanqing is also very interested and is talking about Dijiang.

"Dijiang is one against three, good skill, it's normal for us to lose to him last time." Tong Tian said first, he has always had a good feeling for Dijiang, this kind of favor, since Dijiang asked him to accept three nights Waiting for others to start, it has not subsided.

"Hmph, the arrogant generation occupies the position of Wu Emperor, and the two clans will eventually break out in a war. It is hard to say whether they can survive this catastrophe." It was the last time that he was injured, and thinking of his disciple swallowing himself into his belly, an unknown fire would always rise.

Lao Tzu pondered, shook his head and remained silent.

The quasi-mention and reception are also light conversations.

"That Dijiang is good at calculating. He directly occupied the throne of the Heavenly Court and gained great merit." Zhunti said, with a hint of jealousy and admiration in his tone.

"This person should not be provoked." Jieyin replied lightly.

Zhunti thought for a while, and continued: "He said that 33 days will soon become a paradise, should we make plans for the Western creatures?"

"It should be so." Jieyin nodded, and then added: "Just count the remaining 23 square days."

Zhun nodded in agreement.

However, after the 12 Dijiang people left, Dijiang did not let the other ancestral witches return to his tribe, but took them to the Pangu Temple in Buzhou Mountain.

"Brother, what's the important thing to bring me here?" Gonggong couldn't bear to be quiet, and asked.

"Mo Duo asked, come with me and you will know." Di Jiang replied.Gonggong dared not ask again.

As soon as the 12 people stepped into the Pangu Palace, Xing Tian came over and greeted the ancestor witch one by one.

Di Jiang looked at Xing Tian and saw that his strength had stabilized to the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian, he was very happy and couldn't help but praised Xing Tian very excitedly.

Di Jiang led all the ancestor witches into the Zuwu Hall and ordered Xingtian to wait outside the hall.

Entering the hall, looking at the puzzled expressions of the crowd, without saying a word, closing your eyes and meditating, suddenly a large phantom appeared in the space next to it, and ghosts and wolves howled in the formation, just looking at it made people feel terrified.

Suddenly the formation changed, the formation disappeared, and a big man appeared with a huge ax in his hand. The big man had deep eyes and exuded an aura overlooking the world.

"Father God!" The ancestor witches were shocked and knelt down to worship.

Di Jiang really opened his eyes, and the big man disappeared.The other ancestral witches didn't know for a while, so Qi Qi looked at Di Jiang, hoping to get an answer.

"The big formation in the phantom just now was comprehended from the inheritance of a group of spirits left by the Father God. It is called the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons. The last image of the father god I saw. This time I brought you here to practice this formation. And this formation can only be produced by the blood of our twelve ancestor witches."

"Brother's intentions are known to us, and we will definitely rehearse them well." At this time, the other ancestor witches said in unison with serious faces.

Di Jiang smiled, very pleased.

"Don't worry, each of you will give me a drop of blood first, and I will train it into a set of banners. In the future, even if I am alone, I can also lay down this great array of gods and gods. Although the power is not as powerful as that of the ones I personally deployed, but It’s also a big move.”

When everyone heard this, without hesitation, they immediately forced out a drop of blood.

The blood essence of the ancestral witches is left over from Pangu, and it is all innate. If you force a drop, it will greatly damage your vitality. All the ancestral witches are pale at this time, even Di Jiang, who has become a quasi-sage, is no exception.

Di Jiang collected the essence and blood, without saying much, immediately passed the method of forming the formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons into the brains of other ancestor witches, so that they could understand it well.He retreated to the side, summoned the Qiankun Cauldron, and at the same time took out more than half of the innate materials collected from the Dragon and Qilin tribes in ancient times to refine it.

Ever since he was nearly killed by making invincible bricks indiscriminately before, Di Jiang began to specialize in the way of refining weapons, and he has achieved a little success. Coupled with his understanding of the way of formation, it is still very easy to forge this set of array flags .

I saw a lot of innate materials flying into the Qiankun cauldron, and an unknown fire was automatically produced in the Qiankun cauldron, and it took an unknown amount of time to refine it. All the innate materials were refined into the original source and divided into twelve groups according to their attributes. , hanging in the Qiankun cauldron, Dijiang sensed them one by one, and seeing that there were no mistakes, he took out twelve drops of ancestral witch blood, and carefully blended them into each of them.

Essence and blood merged into the origin of the innate materials, and immediately aroused a violent reaction. Di Jiang didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately carved restrictions on these origins, engraving the essence of the Twelve Capitals of the Great Formation of Gods and Demons into it.

Dijiang kept repeating the same action, and there were more and more restrictions on the source of the material, and at the same time began to slowly take shape, turning into a flag and flag, the flag was as high as someone, and there was an image of a demon god engraved on it. , these images of demon gods are the second form of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In a hurry, a hundred years have passed, only to hear a pop sound from the Qiankun cauldron, the fire was suddenly extinguished, and twelve flags and streamers flew out one after another, circling around Dijiang.

Dijiang was overjoyed when he saw it, and finally practiced this set of banners. The demon god moved hiddenly on the banners, as if he would jump out of the banners at any time.After carefully looking at it, I found that each banner was a low-grade innate spirit treasure. Dijiang was even more delighted. The innate spirit treasure would not consume merit every time it was used. If it was an acquired spirit treasure, according to its power, it would consume some of its own power every time it was used. Merit, this is because the Houtian Lingbao is powerful and has not been recorded by the heavens. It is a thing against the sky, and the user will be punished in this way.

"I'll call you the Twelve Demon God Banners from now on." Di Jiang looked at the things in his hand, and then named them. Pangu's heart was transformed, the way of heaven did not dare to extend to this point, and the rays of light just passed away in a flash on Buzhou Mountain.

Di Jiang collected the twelve demon god banners into the primordial spirit, and then began to check the situation around him. He saw that the other eleven ancestor witches had all broken through to the quasi-sage realm in the comprehension of the Dutian Shensha formation, and he was very happy for a while.

After another 100 years, all the ancestor witches woke up one after another.

Di Jiang smiled and said, "Have you comprehended the formation of Dutian Shensha?"

"I understand it."

"Then let's practice first."

After Di Jiang finished speaking, the 12 people flew out of the Pangu Palace, and there was a burst of spiritual power fluctuations on Buzhou Mountain, and suddenly the evil spirit rushed to the sky. After a while, it returned to calm, and a big man with a big ax appeared.

All the great supernatural beings felt a strong coercion, and they were very surprised. They counted their fingers, but they had no clue.

Sanqing, who was in meditation, opened his eyes, his face was very confused, they all felt a familiar breath, but they didn't know what it was.

Thirty-three days away, in Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, but then slowly closed them again.

(End of this chapter)