Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

On the Great Primordial, a group of powerful people looked at the Witch Clan cultivators who had fallen into madness, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Witch Clan, one of the overlords of the world, is likely to fall!

Or it will leave in a way that no one expected.

Some powerful people think that Witch Clan does not pay attention to cause and effect on weekdays, and is entangled in karma, which has led to today's situation.

Some immortals think that Witch Clan is unlucky and has provoked the Beast Emperor Shen Ni for no reason.

Some are gloating, or watching coldly.

Some immortals are curious about how Witch Clan provoked Shen Ni, who had already fallen under the Tribulation of Reckoning!

But without exception, they all think that Witch Clan will not be able to escape this disaster this time.

Nine Heavens, Demon Race Heavenly Court.

"Hahaha, Witch Clan, you deserve it!"

On the dragon throne.

Behind Emperor Jun, a round sun flashed golden light, and his sharp star eyes looked coldly at the situation in the chaos.

When Emperor Jun saw Twelve Ancestral Witch forming the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and summoning Pangu Dharma Body to kill Shen Ni, he was a little irritated and became more and more fearful!

Witch Clan is so powerful. If they deal with Beast King Shen Ni and then accumulate strength to deal with Demon Race, how should they deal with it?

But now this problem has been solved without him even thinking about it!

It must be said!

Beast King Shen Ni has inadvertently helped Demon Race a lot!

Although Witch Clan has not suffered too many casualties at present.

But as time goes by, it is only a matter of time before Witch Clan is in mourning.

By then, the Net Clan will certainly be wiped out.

Even nearly destroyed!

By then, no matter how powerful Twelve Ancestral Witch is, no matter how much Karmic Merit is added, it will not be able to turn the world around!

The time for Demon Race to unify Great Primordial has finally come!

"Taiyi, you now, immediately, summon all Demon Race!"

On the dragon throne. Emperor Jun slapped his armrest and stood up suddenly, his eyes were sharp and his power was domineering.

It seemed that he had made a decision!

Taiyi looked at Di Jiang, his pupils were beating with excitement, and he understood.

He smiled and nodded heavily.

Buzz~!

Taiyi's mind moved slightly.

The accompanying innate treasure Bell of Primordial Chaos was held in his hand.

The magic power vibrated, and the vast sound waves surged from the Bell of Primordial Chaos.

A visible sound ring was formed, spreading in all directions.

Extending to the endless miles!

The next moment, Taiyi's magnificent voice sounded over the Demon Race territory.

"The Emperor of Heaven has summoned all Heavenly Court Demon Race Demon Masters, Demon Saints, Ten Great Demon Gods, and Three Thousand Demon Kings, lead their demons and rush to the Demon Court!

No mistakes are allowed, and those who disobey the order will be killed!"

Taiyi's voice was cold, and the immortals were terrified just by hearing it.

"I will obey the Eastern Emperor's order!"

The Demon Races in the Demon Race territory heard the voice and knelt down in a hurry.

And people like Demon Master Kunpeng and Demon Saint Fu Xi also walked out of the palace and looked up at the direction of Heavenly Court in the sky.

"Call all the departments and rush to Heavenly Court!"

The Demon Race leaders did not dare to delay.

Anything that can make Taiyi use the Bell of Primordial Chaos to transmit the sound must be a big deal.

If anyone dares to delay on such a matter, Emperor Jun will definitely do it himself.

The Bell of Primordial Chaos rang three times, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi also put away the Bell of Primordial Chaos.

Not long after the bell fell, Kunpeng, Fu Xi, the ten demon gods and three thousand demon kings had arrived outside the hall.

"We are here to see the Demon Emperor and the Demon King!"

The Demon Race leaders performed the etiquette of ministers.

On the dragon throne, Emperor Jun's majesty was fully revealed.

"Everyone, get up. I called you here today for an important matter.

Witch Clan Twelve Ancestral Witch previously fought with the Beast King Shen Ni in the ancient starry sky.

Although they won, it was a tragic victory. Moreover, before his death, the Beast King Shen Ni sacrificed himself and triggered the karma of the Witch Clan through the evil spirit.

Now most of the Witch Clan are affected by the evil spirit, their minds are confused, and they only know how to kill."

Emperor Jun did not continue to speak after saying this, but looked down at the Demon Race high-level people below, watching their expressions and movements.

This is the power tactics of the superiors.

"Your Highness, Emperor of Heaven! This is a golden opportunity for my Demon Race. Witch Clan is now busy with its own affairs. If my Demon Race can take this opportunity to wipe out Witch Clan, not only can we avenge our compatriots who died in the previous Great War of Witches and Demons, but we can also purge the evil spirits of the Great Primordial, so that this group of dangerous beings who only know how to kill will not harm other immortals in the Great Primordial. This is a great achievement. I believe that all the immortals in the Great Primordial will be grateful to the Demon Emperor!" On the left side of the ministers, where the ten great demon gods stood, a man in a white robe and a ceremonial crown came out. It was him who had just met with Emperor Jun. Bai Ze Demon God! As soon as the voice fell, the eyes of the Demon Race in the hall suddenly lit up and they whispered. Even Emperor Jun on the dragon throne looked at Bai Ze with satisfaction. The reason why I didn't say anything just now was that I was waiting for such a reason. Although it was only a matter of time before the Witch Clan Demon Race started fighting again, anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

But the Dao Ancestor Hongjun had set the rules for the Witch Clan Demon Race in the previous battle: demons ruled the sky, witches ruled the earth.

After all, they were Saints, and if they openly violated the rules, they would anger Hongjun. Although Emperor Jun was not afraid, it would be very troublesome.

But the reason given by Bai Ze was just right.

It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone.

Internally, he was avenging his fellow Demon Races, and externally, he was considering the overall situation of the Great Primordial!

As Bai Ze's voice fell, all the Demon Races in the hall also reacted

"Hua La~!!"

"Please ask the Emperor of Heaven to make the decision for us! Defeat Witch Clan and clear the blood debt of our fellows!"

The Demon Race leaders in the hall were very excited.

The morale of the entire Demon Race was greatly boosted!

How could such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity be missed?!

In the previous battle with Witch Clan, Demon Race was beaten badly by Witch Clan, and countless friends died and turned into ashes.

The hatred is irreconcilable!

Now that the situation has changed, it is time to take revenge!

What happened is that it is like Heavenly Dao wants to destroy his Witch Clan. It would be inappropriate for Demon Race not to give a push.

"We will ask the Emperor of Heaven to send troops!"

For a time, Demon Race was extremely popular and had high morale.

"good!"

Emperor Jun suddenly stood up from the dragon chair.

His eyes looked resolutely at the Demon Race and the black mass of hundreds of millions of demons in front of them.

Wearing a luxurious Taoist robe engraved with the three-legged Golden Crow pattern, it rustled in the wind.

The emperor's aura is fully revealed at this moment!

The demons felt the pressure and looked extremely excited.

"Pass this emperor's order! The ten demon gods and three thousand demon kings will all lead their troops to suppress the Witch Clan [unify the Great Primordial!"

Billions of Demon Race have been waiting for Emperor Jun's words.

Following Emperor Jun's order, hundreds of millions of Demon Race drove out of the Heavenly Court in a mighty manner, heading towards the Great Primordial land, the ancestral land of the Witch Clan.

"Hahaha~! I can finally take revenge!"

"This time we will definitely be able to annihilate the Witch Clan in one fell swoop!"

"Witch Clan is suffering from a great disaster. We must win this battle and Witch Clan will be destroyed!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

at the same time.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch who was originally in the ancient starry sky also rushed back to the ancestral land of the Witch Clan.

Looking at the Witch Clan, which had become like a beast due to the strange and terrifying evil aura of the Beast King Shen Ni, and the devastated Witch Clan ancestral land, the eyes of the Ancestral Witches were filled with endless anger.

Gritting his teeth, Jin Ping's eyes are about to split!

If the Beast King Shen Ni had not fallen, I would have eaten him alive!

.......*****......

But at this moment it was too late to say anything.

The originally bustling ancestral land was now in chaos.

An unknown Witch Clan citizen kicked over the bonfire and set the surrounding buildings on fire.

The fire spread throughout the Witch Clan.

The entire Witch Clan was in a sea of ​​fire.

And this did not stop the Witch Clan from fighting.

These are just ordinary fires and cannot harm them.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, every Witch Clan is like a murderer, constantly attacking all living creatures they can see in front of them.

Rolling, wrestling, roaring!

The scene was chaotic.

"Damn it! What can I do?"

Zhu Rong gritted his teeth and said.

Di Jiang stood in the air without saying a word, but he was almost twisted into a picture.

Ran

No matter how anxious they were, they had no other choice at the moment.

"Go back to Pangu Hall first. The people have to find a way to rescue him, but the little guy must not make any mistakes!

Go back there first, and then think of countermeasures!"

However, Di Jiang just finished speaking.

A sound of beating drums and gold came from the horizon.

I saw hundreds of millions of miles away, the sky was covered with clouds.

Countless Demon Race are heading towards the Witch Clan's ancestral land.

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Wherever the Demon Race army passed, the wind and clouds were still, silver lightning intertwined, boundless demonic clouds covered the sky, and the sun and the moon were shining brightly!

Every Demon Race fairy is filled with overwhelming murderous intent and fighting spirit!

It looks like the Witch Clan will never give up until it becomes popular!

"It's Demon Race!"

"Damn it! Are these shameless people trying to take advantage of the situation?

The worst thing is that Lao'zi drags them to be buried with him!"

Many crises are coming, and all the Ancestral Witches can no longer control their temper.

As he spoke, he wanted to rush towards the Demon Race army.

"That's enough! Isn't it chaotic enough?!"

Di Jiang shouted angrily, interrupting the movements of all the Ancestral Witches.

Although the Ancestral Witches were usually playful and playful, at this time, as the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Jian Jiang still showed enough majesty.

Seeing what Di Jiang said, all the Ancestral Witches followed him back to Pangu Hall honestly.

In the main hall.

All the Ancestral Witches looked agitated, pacing back and forth, with sad faces.

The anxious look in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"Brother, what should we do now?

Those flat-haired beasts have bad intentions. They must be adding insult to injury and want to wipe out my Witch Clan in one fell swoop!

Are we just going to wait like this?"

Zhu Rong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Okay, Zhu Rong, can you calm down for a while?

The top priority is how to save the people, not killing them!"

Gong Gong looked at Zhu Rong and frowned, feeling extremely irritated.

But it’s better not to say this.

Zhu Rong was like a powder keg at the moment, unstable even if he didn't move.

After another stimulus like Gong Gong, there were immediate signs of explosion.

"Gong Gong, what do you mean?

Aren’t I thinking of a way too? We can’t let Demon Race come and kill us!”

"What do you call finding a solution?"

Gong Gong responded mercilessly.

"Hmph! Why isn't this a solution? If you ask me, just kill these flat-haired beasts who want to take advantage of the situation!

Even if they die, they will be buried with them.

If you don’t let me, the Witch Clan, have an easy time, then everyone will not have an easy time!”

For a moment, all the Witch Clan in the hall were in chaos.

Nuwa stood aside with Zhou Yuan in her arms, unable to say a word and could only shake her head helplessly.

The Witch Clan is indeed in a dead end right now.

Even if she wants to help the Witch Clan, she probably has no intention of doing so!

The plan for now is to protect the little guy!

Think of this.

Nuwa couldn't help but hugged the sleeping Zhou Yuan tighter, fearing that he would be affected by any evil energy!