God-level Selection System

Chapter 997 The Final Battle Is Coming

"Meet all the ancestors."

With the suffocation of the sky, Xing Tian was gradually absorbed into his body, which also meant that the other party had officially transformed his body into the body of the ancestor witch.

Seeing Dijiang and others waiting by the side, Xing Tian hurriedly bowed down.

However, before he could make any movements, Dijiang on the side quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, Xing Tian, ​​now you have been promoted to the ancestral witch, you don't need to call me so."

With that said, Di Jiang turned his head, looked at the witches, and announced.

"From today onwards, Xing Tian is the thirteenth ancestral witch of my Wu clan. He has the same status as me. Do you understand?"

"Xing Tian, ​​Xing Tian, ​​Xing Tian!"

Upon hearing this, a group of witches shouted in unison.

As the center of attention, Xing Tian couldn't adapt to this change of identity for a while.

Fortunately, Zhu Jiuyin and the others also understood. They stepped forward and patted Xingtian on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Brother Xingtian, you have just made a breakthrough now, so don't care about these details."

"Yes, Zhujiuyin is big...brother."

Upon seeing this, Xing Tian had to salute, but was stopped by Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, and then quickly changed his words.

"Haha, this is right!"

Seeing this, the ancestor witch laughed.

Among the witches, power is the most admired. On the contrary, they don’t care about cumbersome etiquette and the like. Now that Xing Tian has become the new ancestral witch, they naturally have the same existence in their eyes.

After that, Dijiang even summoned a group of ancestor witches and stepped up the training of the twelve capital gods.

After all, Xing Tian had just broken through, and it took a period of proficiency and running-in to successfully deal with the next war.

And at the time of the intensive preparations of the Wu clan.

Above the heavenly court, under the leadership of Di Jun, a group of demon clan began to make full preparations.

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In a twinkling of an eye, the deadline for a Yuanhui is imminent.

But in the predicament, it was surging, and there was an atmosphere of black clouds over the city everywhere.

At this moment, even the most courageous quasi-saint-level mighty powers did not dare to walk in the precipice at will, each restraining the disciples of the disciples, retreating in peace, and watching the upcoming battle.

"Snapped!"

There was a muffled noise.

In the Pangu Temple, a group of ancestral witches gathered here, all sides sinking like water.

"Brother, this is the fifth time this month. Dijun's miscellaneous bird did not dare to fight us head-on, but used this kind of ghost trick. If we let it go, my Wu Clan will be caught. A little bit cannibalize!"

Gong Gongdao.

Not only him, but even Di Jiang was full of indignation.

It turned out that with the arrival of the Yuanhui period, the monster clan began to be restless. Within a month, the witch clan had the tribe slaughtered five times.

Although the tribes that were attacked were only small tribes in remote areas, the blow to morale was more than a little bit.

Rao is the best candle with nine yin, and he almost couldn't help but explode.

Not to mention Gonggong and Zhu Rong who are usually grumpy ancestors.

All he had to do was to take the horses and kill them to the heavenly court.

"Big Brother!"

Seeing that Dijiang was indifferent, Zhu Rong couldn't help but become angry: "I'm a descendant of Pangu Father God, if we don't send troops this time, wouldn't the people in the prehistoric people laugh at my Wu Clan, but a generation who is greedy for life and fear of death?"

Hearing this, the other ancestral witches also had a burst of blood in their hearts, screaming to kill the heaven.

Seeing this situation, Di Jiang also understood. Now when the arrow is on the string and he has to send it out, he said loudly: "Yes, my Wu Clan has never been greedy for life or death. Today I will fight the monster clan to the death."

When the voice fell, a group of ancestor witches quickly got up and responded loudly.

After that, the twelve ancestral witches returned directly to their tribes and gathered their people.

This time, Dijiang and others all made up their minds to fight the Yaozu decisively.

Excluding those witches who migrated to the underworld and left as their last hope, the witches who are still on the prehistoric continent have not arrived.

At a glance, there are no fewer than hundreds of millions!

After the witch races gathered, under the leadership of Dijiang and others, they rushed to the heavenly court.

On the other side of Heavenly Court, agents had already been sent to inquire about the movement of the Witch Clan in the prehistoric lands. Such an act of invigorating the teacher and moving the crowd would naturally not be enough for Emperor Jun, Taiyi and others.

Soon, the monster races also assembled one after another, preparing to meet the enemy.

The two sides gathered at the foot of Dazhou Mountain, and the battle was about to start!

This time, the pioneer of the Wu clan was led by Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of wind, and Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, against the forefront troops led by the monster Donghuang Taiyi.

As soon as the armies of the two clans came into contact, the killing sounded.

At the foot of Bu Zhou Mountain, all the soldiers from both sides are densely packed.

The Wu Clan is transformed by Pangu's blood, and the flesh is strong and good at close combat, while the Yao Clan specializes in spells and is better at long-range attacks.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Tai Yi commanded the demon clan's millions of demon soldiers and gathered together in the gods of heaven.

For a time, dark clouds in the sky rolled, and the sky thunders tens of meters thick blasted toward the Wu clan densely.

On the side of the Wu Clan, under the leadership of a great witch, against the sky, the Heavenly God Thunder, which was falling constantly, killed the Monster Clan.

Rao is a witch clan physically strong, and he can't stand so many sky thunders. For a while, the witch clan is extremely embarrassed. Eight million witch soldiers were beaten by the gods to the ground and injured more than half.

Zhu Rong and Tian Wu looked anxiously.

The two also knew that although the Wu Clan was good at close combat, if it continued like this, wouldn't it be the opposite living target?

"The Witches listen to the order, the real body, show!"

"Roar--!"

As this sound fell, a group of witches uttered sky-shaking roars, turning them into tens of meters in size.

In this way, the effects of those sky thunders are minimal, and it is very difficult to harm the arrogant body of the Wu Clan.

Soon, the army rushed into the Yaozu formation, and the two sides began to meet each other in short arms.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, a shower of blood swiftly set off, countless stumps of limbs and severed arms flew around, mixed with a lot of howls and roars.

In this kind of melee, no matter what true immortal, heavenly immortal, or golden immortal is, they are all indifferent, just a few spells pass by, or a few weapons.

It didn't take a moment for the body to fade away, and life's hard work became nothing.

Under this circumstance, the superiority of the witch clan's physical strength is reflected, but an ordinary witch clan can deal with several monsters of the same level.

But the monster race is not stupid, knowing that it can't be the enemy, they all use the way of wandering to fight with the people of the witch race.

Moreover, the demons also knew that this time it was neither you nor I, and they were merciless in starting their moves. The witch clan also suffered a lot of loss by playing one life for another.

This fight was really dark and bloody.

This battle lasted for ten days, and when both sides were exhausted, they all received gold.

After that, the battlefield was cleaned and the casualties were counted.

Although the losses of both parties this time are not small, none of them intends to retreat.

They also know that now the two races have reached the point of life and death, and this battle is also the time when the destiny is determined. If the demon tribe wins, then from now on, the entire wilderness world will be under the control of the demon tribe.

And if the Witch tribe wins, then the Witch tribe will take over the Heavenly Court and become the righteous predecessor.

After some refurbishment, the second family of Lich went into a military battle again...

Fighting, truce, and fighting again.

After several times, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

In this regard, the ancestor witches including Dijiang were not too concerned about these losses.

In fact, after the successive battles, most of the losses were ordinary witches, but the great witch, as a high-end combat power, never lost a single bit.

On the other hand, on the demon clan side, due to various reasons, many demon kings of the Golden Immortal and Daluo Jinxian were killed and injured.

After learning of this result, Di Jun's face turned black with a sigh.

You know, these monster races are all his brainchild.

Since the previous encirclement and suppression of the human race, Ye Fan, who suddenly appeared, wiped out a million demons in one fell swoop, the vitality of the demons has been recovering.

But now, the Yaozu has once again suffered a huge loss, which can be said to be traumatic.

No wonder Di Jun would look so much.

"No, I can't drag on any longer. If this continues, the disadvantages of my monster race will only become more and more obvious, everyone--!"

When the voice fell, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Fuxi and others below were all shocked, looking at Di Jun with some excitement.

They know that, I am afraid that next, it is time to declare a decisive battle.

Sure enough, Di Jun's face suddenly became more awe-inspiring, and he said in a deep voice, "Now it is the life and death of my monster race. I decided to fight to the death with that witch race in three days!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The killing sound shook the sky. At this moment, at the foot of Dazhou Mountain, the two groups of Lich have been killed into one, and it has long been unclear. Which one is the witch and which is the monster. In the middle of the war.

Everyone knows that this battle is the final battle.

On the battlefield of the Lich, at this time the witch clan had completely gained the upper hand, and the witch clan had been defeated steadily.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in the face of the powerful body of the Wu Clan, the average monster clan can't compete at all. Once the opponent is close, he will be beaten into meat sauce almost without resistance.

Seeing this situation, Di Jun couldn't delay his mind at this time, and immediately ordered the demon master Kunpeng to set up a large array of stars next week.

When Kunpeng heard this, he did not hesitate to offer Hetu and Luoshu.

"Zhou Tian's star battle array, stand up!"

As soon as the voice fell, three hundred and sixty-five Daluo Jinxian appeared more and more. These three hundred and sixty-five Daluo Jinxian were all stars living in the stars, performing their duties and standing in the order that had been arranged. , Each raised a star-filled flag.

Dijun, Taiyi and others are also hidden in the battle.

I saw that in the 33 heavens, countless stars emitted strong starlight, and the power of the stars was drawn into the big array, forming a starlight world.

"boom--!"

Suddenly, the battlefield was divided into several pieces in an instant, and countless witch races were wrapped up by Zhou Tian's star battle array.

Seeing that the big formation was set up, Di Jun was also relieved, turned his head to look at Di Jiang and others, and laughed: "Wu Nazu Wu, can you dare to enter my Zhoutian Star Fighting formation?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Dijiang laughed, waved his palm, and greeted: "Brothers, the cloth twelve capital gods are in great formation."

Di Jun and other strong monsters were shocked when they heard this.

At the time of the last war, they knew the power of the Twelve Capital Tianshen Great Formation, that incomparable power, and the shock brought by Pangu's real body, it was indeed not something ordinary people could contend.

"Roar--!"

Just heard a roar.

Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Jumang, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Xiaoshou, Qiangliang, Jizi, Tianwu, Shebishi, Xuanming, and the new Jin ancestor Wu Xingtian all roared together.

Suddenly, the body of Wanzhang Zu Wu appeared.

In the battlefield, twelve figures stood upright in the sky.

I saw these twelve figures, each raising a flag full of evil spirits, standing in the position of the Dutian God evil array, and Di Jiang shouted.

"Summon Father Pangu."

I saw that all kinds of evil spirits flooded in the wilderness, all of them were rushing towards the place where the 12th Ancestor Witch was.

A vast and ancient aura rose from the twelve ancestor witch body.

After a while, I saw a giant with a height of hundreds of millions of meters in the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witch was.

Seeing this giant, a voice appeared in the hearts of all the creatures in Honghuang.

"Pangu!"

The moment the giant appeared, the entire prehistoric land trembled.

Especially the monster races in the scene, when they felt this breath, all of them shivered. If these people were not in the envelope of the Zhoutian Star Dou formation, their lives would be endangered.

As for the Wu Clan, seeing Pangu's true body, all blood surged and shouted in unison.

"Father God!"

"Father God!"

"Father God!"

Seeing this, the giant gave a long roar and raised his huge fist to hit the starlight world.

"Boom--!"

The huge fist fell on the Zhoutian Star Dou formation.

Suddenly, the entire formation shook for a while, and many monster races were hurt by this force, and they vomited blood.

Even Dijun, Taiyi and others who presided over the big formation felt that blood was surging in their chests, but after all they were resisted.

But everyone knew in their hearts that most of the demon race had been seriously injured with just one punch, and if a few more punches were taken, all the demon races present would have died.

Dijun and Tai's expressions changed drastically, knowing that it had reached a critical moment.

However, before the two of them could speak, the demon master Kunpeng who was in charge of the formation at the bottom commanded the three hundred and sixty-five Zhou Tianxingchen Zhengshen, and began to desperately urge the formation, and various demon powers were poured into the formation. .

In the Zhoutian Star Array, a large amount of the power of the stars revolved and turned into a storm vortex.

Underneath, Pangu's real body was a burst of black light, transforming into a chaotic divine thunder.

"The Chaos God Thunder, go!"

As this sound fell, countless divine thunders slammed on the formation, countless stars turned into dust, and the power of the chaotic divine thunder gradually decreased. It was only the first wave of attacks, and both sides had already made their own real skills.

After a short while, Pangu's true body was illusory, and then he consolidated again.

original……

The cost of summoning this Pangu true body is extremely high, and even the twelve ancestor witches cannot last too long.

Xing Tian had just broken through, and compared with the other eleven ancestor witches, his power was much inferior.

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