Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!

The relationship between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan has been experiencing some minor frictions since a long time ago. Due to the passage of time, no one knows why the two clans started to have disputes in the first place.

But it is nothing more than that the power of the two races gradually expanded and grew stronger, resulting in conflicts.

Even though Di Jun was a time traveler and had control over the variables, he could not avoid this.

But the only difference is that among the Wu clan, Di Jun is not completely without acquaintances and friends.

It is precisely these close friends that allow the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan to restrain each other to this day and prevent the conflict from further expanding.

Previously, Emperor Jun sent an invitation to meet the Twelve Ancestral Witches at Buzhou Mountain to discuss and resolve the grievances between the two clans, relying on these friends of the witch clan.

"Didn't Emperor Jun send Bi Fang to tell us earlier that he wanted to discuss with us a way to resolve the grudges between the two clans?"

In the Pangu Temple, there is an ancestral shaman with the head of a tiger, who is as tall as a giant holding the sky. His whole body is filled with a radiant aura, and when his eyes open and close, it seems to contain the scene of the creation of the world.

It is Qiang Liang among the twelve ancestral witches who has innate mastery of the laws of the Thunder Road. He is also famous among many people with great supernatural powers.

In addition, Qiang Liang is quite warlike among the ancestral witches, so a long time ago, when Qiang Liang traveled in the ancient world, he challenged various great supernatural powers.

Finally, he found Di Jun, who had just been born from Tanggu and was traveling in the ancient world.

As a result, a layer of skin was burned off by Emperor Jun's true sun fire. Even though the ancestral witch's body was extremely powerful and almost immortal, it was difficult for him to resist the true sun fire.

From then on, Qiang Liang and Di Jun never knew each other. He was also the first among the twelve ancestral witches to know Di Jun.

"That's what I said, but now Emperor Jun has posted a gold post, talking about this important matter of life and death in the ancient world. He clearly wants to unite all the great supernatural powers in the ancient world to fight against our witch clan!"

In another corner of the Pangu Temple, Gonggong, with the head of a python and the body of a snake, covered in black scales, shook his head. His words were quite impulsive and could not be restrained.

"This hat is too big to fight against the Wu clan. I don't think Di Jun has this intention, but he might as well accept the invitation and go and have a look."

A different voice came from Gonggong's side, light and sweet, ringing like a bell.

That is also an ancestral witch, with the body of a snake and the tail of a snake, in line with the innate path, swimming in the void.

It was Hou Tu among the twelve ancestral witches, and he was also the second ancestral witch Di Jun knew.

In the past year, the Zixiao Palace held a lecture for the first time. Two of the twelve ancestral witches went to listen to the lecture and met Emperor Jun in the Zixiao Palace.

One of them is Houtu.

The other one is Xuan Ming, and the two of them have a close relationship with Di Jun.

"Houtu, you are too reckless!"

"Going to heaven?"

"Aren't you afraid that Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi will design and set up the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation and the Hunyuan Heluo Formation to trap you in heaven?"

Gonggong frowned. He didn't have a good sense of Heaven. This was due to several conflicts between the Wu clan and Heaven. He couldn't get any advantage from Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

"After all, Di Jun is the Emperor of Heaven, and he rules the thirty-sixth heaven. I don't think he would do something so mean!"

Xuan Ming stood beside Hou Tu, seeing this, he spoke for Emperor Jun.

"You can't say that..."

The ancestral wizard Shebishi on the other side shook her head, as she and Gonggong were actually on the same front.

For a moment, the ancestral witches started arguing in Pangu Temple.

At this moment, Di Jiang, who was at the top of the list, said: "Silence!"

Buzz!

The space in Pangu Temple rippled, blocking all sounds!

All the ancestral witches immediately fell silent and remained silent.

As the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang is as majestic as Di Jun's status in heaven, or even higher.

If anything, the Wu Clan is like a family, and Tianting is like a sect.

"Emperor Jun is the Emperor of Heaven. He is sending out golden posts this time, and there is the shadow of Zixiao Palace behind him. I think he asked the Taoist ancestor for instructions!"

Di Jiang's eyes flashed, and he could see through the inner story of Tianting Guangfa's golden post at a glance, and said slowly: "There should be Daozu's instruction, otherwise Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would not dare to be so public."

"In this case, it's better to accept this golden post and go see what Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are doing."

After the words fell, Hou Tu, Xuan Ming, and Qiang Liang all bowed and worshiped.

"However, what Gonggong said is not unreasonable!"

Di Jiang changed the topic and said calmly: "If we and the ancestral witches go together, Buzhou Mountain will be empty. If something unexpected happens, it's hard to predict!"

"Houtu, Xuanming, and Qiangliang will be invited to go."

"This way, even if something unexpected happens, we can still take action!"

All the ancestral witches had no objections and said in unison: "I will obey my brother's wishes!"

…

Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

The raging fire of karma is like a raging ocean tide, seeming to burn this filthy world to the ground.

And in this boundless fire of karma, a figure sat cross-legged on the lotus throne, staring at the gold post in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

"Life and death in the ancient world...interesting!"

Ancestor Minghe's eyes flashed, thinking of the emperor who was so famous in the Zixiao Palace in the past, and murmured: "Since you invite me, I will go and see what kind of deal you are doing! "

Uh-huh!

Ancestor Minghe stood up, turned into a streak of blood, and went straight to the end of the sky, heading towards the heaven.

…

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Under the towering ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun sat together, with a plate of ginseng fruit and bitter tea placed on the stone table, and two golden invitations placed side by side.

"Since Taoist Di Jun invited me, I will definitely go."

Taoist Hongyun took a ginseng fruit unceremoniously, tasted it, and said softly: "If Taoist Di Jun had not rescued me from Kunpeng, I would have died long ago!"

In the past, when Zixiao Palace gave up his seat for the first time, Kunpeng missed the opportunity to become a saint, and thus he hated him.

So, after the first lecture, Kunpeng directly attacked and killed Taoist Hongyun. It happened that Di Jun saw it and accidentally stopped the tragedy from happening.

Therefore, Taoist Hongyun has always been grateful and remembered this favor.

"I think so too. Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi can make them talk about the matter of life and death of the prehistoric world... I am a little worried and curious!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

His feeling towards Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi was neither good nor bad, and he was in a neutral position.

It was for this reason that he believed more that Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi might not be lying. This time, they invited all kinds of great supernatural powers and powerful people to gather in the Heavenly Court to discuss the matter of life and death of the prehistoric world!

"In that case, I will go with you!" Taoist Hongyun suggested.

"Of course!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, knowing that Taoist Hongyun was worried that someone would kill him halfway...