The authentic Pan Gu in the prehistoric world

"No, this marriage also has merit?"

Many cultivators who watched the ceremony in the Heavenly Court blushed one after another, knowing that merit and luck are all golden oils, and with this help, the path of cultivation is smooth.

As long as luck is not lost, there will be no calamity of death, but the supreme treasure of protection.

Now that Di Jun has become a relative, he can actually get merit and luck, so can they also think about it, find a partner, and borrow some merit to use?

If you don't say that there is never a shortage of stupid people in the world, you dare to think about this kind of thing.

"Hahaha! Celebrate with wine! "

Di Junxiu soared, beheaded the second corpse, and immediately felt good, his eyes flashed, and he was domineering.

"I think you won't be able to laugh right away!"

At this moment, a domineering voice came from outside the Heavenly Court, and everyone was shocked in their hearts.

"Wu Clan!" Di Jun said hatefully.

The voice was extremely cold, as if it sounded from under the Nine Ghosts and spread throughout Jiuxiao.

Causing the listeners to shudder, the temperature in the Lingxiao Hall instantly dropped a few times.

Who is in a good mood if someone else kills them in their home on their wedding day?

Anyway, Di Jun is in a bad mood now.

"Dijun Xiaoer, you don't need to make such a loud noise, we can hear it."

"I heard that today is your big day, why didn't you invite our brother, hahaha!"

"It's really not interesting, our brother came uninvited and led the sons and daughters of the Wu clan to congratulate you!"

Zuwu Dijiang laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed throughout the Heavenly Court for a long time.

The gods in the Lingxiao Hall could hear it clearly, there were so many guests today, and this action of the Wu Clan fell on the face of the demon clan fiercely.

"Wu Clan Xiao'er, it's really deceptive!"

Di Jun said coldly, and his whole face was gloomy, as if he could drip water.

"Dijiang, do you think my demon clan will be afraid that you will not succeed! Since you dare to come, then don't leave, the generals will listen, today slaughter the witch clan, war! "

As Di Jun drank loudly, the originally peaceful Heavenly Court suddenly became murderous.

"Drink!"

As soon as Taiyi's words fell, the twelve ancestors drank loudly, and the endless anger burst out, rushing straight into the sky, shaking the Lingxiao Hall to tremble.

The Wu clan is a very fond of fighting, except for the ancestors, all of them do not cultivate the Yuan God, and most of them are violent and warlike because they are contaminated with the qi of opening the sky.

"Haha!"

Di Jiang laughed loudly, and his voice spread throughout Jiuxiao: "Dijun Xiaoer, you are happy today, we will kill more demon clans to rush for you!"

"Dijiang! It is useless to talk more, and you will be destroyed today! Kill! "

Di Jun directly sacrificed the River Tuluo Book, and suddenly the heavens and the earth changed color, and countless stars covered the thirty-three days, carrying endless killing intent, killing towards Di Jiang.

Why did Di Junxiu, who had already beheaded two corpses, be so strong, the Wu clan came up like this, but it gave Di Jun a chance.

Since perfecting the Zhou Tian Star Dou Array, Di Junke had not made a move.

What Di Jun wanted was to catch the Wu Clan off guard, and wipe out all these ancestral witches with the two major formations of Zhou Tian Star Dou and Mixed Yuan Heluo.

"Haha!"

"Flat-haired beasts, I don't know if I'm dead or alive!"

Di Jiang laughed, and then waved his fist towards Di Jun. The surrounding space was a little torn, and the palace shook for thirty-three days.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the powerhouses of countless witch and demon races fought together, the sound of fighting was deafening, and blood rained everywhere.

Seeing this, the powerful guests who were invited to the Emperor Jun's wedding also quickly flew out towards the thirty-three days, and they did not want to participate in the battle between the two races.

For them, the witch and demon races are both big races, and whoever lives and dies is not beneficial to themselves and others.

Of course, it is best to lose both sides and die together, so that the flood and famine are quiet.

What's more, with their mana, they don't need to get too close to see the liveliness, and the same is true in the distance.

"Come on, come on! Flat-haired beasts, I didn't let you run away last time, I didn't beat you to death, come again this time! "

Zuwu Zhurong cultivated the law of fire, and his temper was the hottest, and his Zhurong divine fire incinerated the void, and all the demon clans that approached him were destroyed.

At this moment, he was full of fighting intent, and against Dijun and Taiyi, he waved a fiery red big knife in his hand to kill.

"Hmph! Zhu Rong Xiaoer, carving insect skills, also dare to get an axe in the banmen, and die for this emperor! "

Seeing this, Taiyi's temper also came up, holding a row of imperial bells, and the bell rang to eliminate Zhurong's attack invisibly.

"Poof!"

With a loud noise, the two fought only between Xu Yu, and they saw Zhu Rong retreat backwards in embarrassment, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, although Taiyi also took a few steps backwards in embarrassment, and blood appeared on his body, he did not vomit blood after all.

But it was Zhurong who fell into the downwind.

"Roar! Again! "

The Wu clan is already warlike, and Zu Wu is even more so, Zhurong was repelled naturally unwilling to admit defeat, glared angrily at Taiyi, and killed Taiyi with a wild roar.

His ancestors saw that Zhurong was a little invincible, so several ancestors stepped forward to help and fight Taiyi together.

Taiyi, who originally had an advantage, fell into the downwind for a while.

"Flat-haired beast! Let's fight! "

Zuwu Candle Jiuyin looked at Heavenly Emperor Taiyi, and his eyes immediately lit up, Di Jun is the leader of the demon clan, as long as he kills Di Jun, the demon clan will not become a climate.

Several ancestral witches of Candle Jiuyin, Xuanxi, and Tianwu surrounded Di Jun, and Di Jun put the River Tuluo Book on top of Qingyun and protected himself with a formation.

Although he beheaded the two corpses and faced several ancestral witches at the same time, Di Jun did not dare to be careless, and immediately protected himself with a formation.

As Dijun and Taiyi joined the battlefield, Kunpeng and the ten demon gods also participated, and the great war between the Lich clan instantly entered a white-hot stage.

The law of time manipulated by Candle Jiuyin killed Di Jun, the area he crossed, and the time and space were distorted, wanting to break through Di Jun's River Tuluo Book.

Di Jun did not fight hard with him, but manifested the Great Array, with the art of two yi, three talents, and four elephants, so that Zu Wu could not enter.

"This emperor Jun is really good at cultivation, with one enemy and five still not falling behind, but cutting down two corpses is so powerful!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at it from afar, and his heart was shocked.

You must know that he also beheaded a corpse not long ago, and he thought that he was already a top power in the flood waste, but compared with the strength of Di Jun, he was judged at a high level.

When Hongyun heard this, he said with a smile: "Zhen Yuanzi Daoyou has proven that the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal Fruit position still speaks like this, but how to deal with the poor road, I don't know when I can behead the corpse." "

Although Hong Yun also touched the threshold of beheading corpses, this step stuck countless powers.

It seems like a step, but I don't know when I will arrive.

Di Jun is still so powerful, then how far will the cultivation of Taiyuan, Sanqing and others become.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun looked at each other, and they both saw a sense of powerlessness in each other's eyes.

But he said that on the other side, in less than a moment, countless deaths and injuries were made, and countless Heavenly Court demons turned into flying ash.

The ancestor of rain, Wu Xuanxi, used his own rain domain to cover countless demon tribes, and the heavy rain poured, and the rain fell into life and death.

Suddenly, endless sadness echoed in everyone's hearts, making people unable to resist in the slightest.

Seeing this, Nuwa waved her hand to block these rains.

Seeing this, Xuan Yu also ignored it, turned around and flew out of the Celestial Realm.

The demons in the Heavenly Court breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Nuwa Niangniang one after another.

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