Reborn in the Great Wilderness, I became the teacher of burning lamp

Chapter 49 Falling one after another
The Dao foundation was destroyed, Fuxi could no longer keep the Lingtai clear, and the tribulation power in the primordial spirit increased a hundred times and a thousand times.

"Okay! Okay! Zhu Jiuyin, Extravagant Bishi, this is what you have forced into poverty!"

Fuxi's face was ferocious, full of madness, and he rushed towards Zhu Jiuyin and She Bishi desperately.

"Jie Jie! Fuxi old man, since you are looking for death, this ancestor witch will give you a ride!"

Shebishi was already fighting like crazy, and he didn't notice Fuxi's strangeness at all. Coupled with the influence of Jieqi, he lost his normal thinking ability.As soon as he saw Fuxi rushing up, he immediately rushed up relying on his ancestral witch body.

Seeing that Shebishi was so reckless, Zhu Jiuyin's face changed wildly. Fuxi was only poisoned by time, but his strength was not greatly affected. How terrible is it for a person of the same level to go crazy? !

Boom!

Before Zhu Jiuyin had time to think, a loud noise came from the direction of Fuxi and She Bishi, and then a group of terrifying shock waves hit him.

Fuxi blew himself up!

How powerful is Fuxi's self-destruction?Referring to Mozu's self-destruction back then, Fuxi's current Taoism is not as good as Mozu's, but only a little weaker than him. The brilliance of the explosion covered more than half of the ancient starry sky, and even the battlefield where Dijun and Taiyi were located was affected.

"Friend Fuxi!"

"Extravagant compared to a corpse!"

The Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witch exclaimed at the same time, this time, the two parties were really hurt.

"Zhu Jiuyin, die for the emperor!" Under the anger, Donghuang Taiyi ignored his own safety, and the chaos clock brilliance, turned into a ball of light and hit Zhu Jiuyin, who was knocked out of consciousness by Fuxi's self-detonation!
Boom!

There was another explosion, and Zhu Jiuyin instantly turned into powder.

"Zhu Jiuyin!" The remaining ten ancestor witches roared mournfully.In just a few breaths, two of the twelve ancestor witches died, which made them completely unbelievable what they saw.

However, when Fuxi and Shebishi died in battle, the real catastrophe had already come.

The Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witch are the protagonists of the catastrophe. When the protagonists die, the catastrophe in the world is desperately released.If there are reservations in the previous battle, then it is a real life-and-death struggle now.

Taking advantage of the turmoil among the ancestral witches, Di Jun suddenly turned into his original form, an incomparably hot three-legged Golden Crow.

"Cuck!"

Di Jun let out a long cry, and his body emitted a golden light.Under the golden light, Zhu Rong and Tian Wu suddenly lost all six senses, not only sight, sight, and touch, but also hearing, spiritual perception, and spiritual perception were blinded by the golden light.

The two witches realized something was wrong, and were about to use their means to escape into the void, but felt a strong stinging pain almost at the same time.Then, I don't know anything.

It turned out that Di Jun turned the sword energy of the Witch-Slaying Sword into sword threads that were finer than the universe, and these sword threads easily penetrated the bodies of the two ancestor witches and wiped out the vitality of the two witches.

Seeing this scene, Di Jiang, who was fighting the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, felt distressed and blamed himself. He is proficient in the laws of space, and he is fully capable of taking good care of the other ancestral witches.

"Little Dijun!" Di Jiang let out a heart-piercing roar, and then moved, appearing at the feet of the three-legged Golden Crow.

The tall and tall Zu Wu's real body was revealed, and three hands were separated to grab Di Jun's three bird legs.

Di Jun is also a villain. After beheading the two ancestor witches, his mentality collapsed. He cried happily in the void, but he didn't notice Di Jiang's appearance. Naturally, Di Jiang caught three birds leg.

Although the real fire of the sun is powerful, it is only for ordinary quasi-sages, and it has almost no effect in front of the ancestral witch.Otherwise, Emperor Juntai would be able to exterminate the Wu clan by directly burning the Wu clan, so there is no need to fight a big war.

"what!"

The furious Di Jiang didn't care how frightened and angry Di Jun was. He pulled hard, and the majestic master of the demon clan, the Emperor of Heaven, was torn to pieces alive.

"Brother!" Donghuang Tai had tears in his eyes, and a strong sense of grief came from deep in his heart.

He recalled the joy when the two entered Zixiao Palace together, the glory of the two brothers breaking through West Kunlun, and even more the Wu Clan that the two brothers hacked together.

"Yaohuang, Donghuang, Xihuang, Wahuang, Yaohuang and Xihuang are all dead, and Wahuang has become the Holy Mother of Human Race. The original four people are only left with Pindao. What's the point of Pindao being alive? ?”

Death sprouted in Taiyi's mind, and he felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness.

Seeing Di Jun's death, the remaining eight ancestor witches showed great joy on their faces.If their dead brothers knew about Di Jun's death, they would also smile at Jiuquan, right?
Thinking of this, the Eight Great Ancestor Wu went up and down to kill the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Di Jiang sneered and said: "Taiyi, you should disperse your primordial spirit yourself, now you are the only one left, and your demon clan has already failed!"

"Tai Yi, your cultivation level is indeed higher than that of our Eight Witches, but you also know that there is no such gap. With one against eight, even the Dao Ancestor before his enlightenment can't do it."

"Zhu Rong! Tianwu! Zhu Jiuyin! Extravagance is better than corpses! Houtu! Kuafu! Houyi! Did you see it? Our witch clan won!"

Gong Gong screamed up to the sky. In the past, his favorite thing to do was bicker with Zhu Rong.Only now did he realize the value of brotherhood.

"Don't get complacent too early, the catastrophe is not over yet? Poor Dao is indeed going to die, but do you think you can survive? Look at your feet, look at the prehistoric land, the heads of each of you They are all carrying a mass of black karma, and your bodies have long been shrouded in the resentment of the prehistoric and myriad spirits!"

"Pindao admits that the merits of reincarnation can indeed help you wash away your karma, but can merits help you wash away your grievances? The grievances of all spirits have reached the sky, and your witch clan has been rejected by the heavens, and you will no longer Maybe enjoy the luck of Pan Gu, you are finished!"

Donghuangtai's face was gloomy, and he roared.

The Eight Great Ancestral Witches were startled, they swept across the Great Desolate Land, and their faces instantly turned pale.

The originally beautiful world has been riddled with holes in their battles with the monsters: Kunlun Mountain was split into two sections, the riverbed of the largest river in the prehistoric river rose hundreds of miles, and became an aboveground river. It was also beaten into an S shape, crumbling!

"Hiss~ it's over!"

The scalp of the eight ancestor witches was numb, and they looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

This disaster is too big!

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Taiyi's mouth, the Eight Great Ancestral Witches still don't understand their situation.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are incomplete, but the Eight Great Ancestral Witches have the means to fight against the Saint. No matter what the outcome of the battle, the Ancestral Witches will surely die!

(End of this chapter)