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In the battlefield below.

Di Jun and others naturally noticed Sanqing's arrival.

They even heard what they said in the past.

At this time, Yuan Yuan had already lowered his figure.

"Wait, stop this deity!"

Yuanyuan directly erupted the coercion of the saint, sweeping the entire battlefield in an instant.

With the suppression of the original Shengwei, the whole war came to a halt, and then came to a halt.

Seeing this scene, Yuanyuan was very satisfied, and said: "The two sides stop fighting, no more fighting, otherwise..."

"Which onion are you calling us to cease fighting?"

Before Yuan Yuan could finish speaking, Zhu Rong interrupted unceremoniously.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing what Zhu Rong said, no matter whether they were from the witch clan or the monster clan, they couldn't help laughing.

The conversation between Yuan Yuan and others just now disgusted them.

But now, Yuan Yuan is so arrogant, which makes them even more displeased.

Zhu Rong's fiery temper just expressed their thoughts.

After laughing, Di Jiang reminded Zhu Rong: "Zhu Rong can't be so rude, he is also a saint of heaven!"

"He's an asshole sage of Heavenly Dao, but he's just running errands for Heavenly Dao, so he's still Pangu authentic, what an embarrassment to Father God!"

Zhu Rong didn't restrain himself and continued.

Hearing what Zhu Rong said, Gong Gong and other ancestor witches also burst out laughing.

"Zhu Rong, that's the only thing I love to hear!"

Gonggong laughed.

On the side, Yuan Yuan's face became even uglier when he heard what they said.

"Primitive sage, you have also seen that it's not that our demon clan keeps fighting, but that the witch clan doesn't stop fighting."

At this time, Di Jun took a step forward and cupped his hands.

"Witch Clan kills my Monster Clan brothers, and my Monster Clan will not let it go!"

Holding the Donghuang Bell in one hand, Tai said without fear

"Not bad! I will never give up waiting!"

"Never let it go!"

When all the demon clan heard Tai Yi's words, their blood surged and they echoed again and again.

Although Di Jun wanted to direct the disaster to the Wu Clan for the sake of the overall situation, they preferred to listen to Tai Yi's words.

Seeing the reaction of Taiyi and other monster races, Yuan Yuan's expression became even uglier.

"Do you want to be my enemy?"

Yuan scolded.

At the same time, the prestige of a saint on his body became stronger.

"Don't dare! We've been fighting for so long, it's impossible for us to stop fighting if you say a truce, right?"

"If you really want us to stop, use your true strength!"

Tai Yi was not afraid, and urged the Eastern Emperor Bell, the prestige of Huang Huang's innate treasure, unexpectedly suppressed the prestige of a saint.

"Also try the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of My Witch Clan!"

The Wu Clan didn't back down either, twelve evil spirits shot up into the sky, forming a fierce formation in an instant!

After more than 1000 years of fighting and perfecting, the Twelve Capitals Tianshen Formation at this time is no less powerful than the Zhuxian Sword Formation!
Seeing this scene, Yuan Yuan's face became even more gloomy and ugly.

He originally thought that as long as he acted himself, with the power of a saint, he would be able to make the two clans of Liches submit obediently.

But what he didn't expect was that the two clans of liches were so reckless!

As for the liches and monsters, not to mention that they were in full swing now, it was just the formation of the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Twelve Capitals, which made him feel a little more jealous.

"Everyone, I don't know how you can stop!"

Seeing that Yuanyuan suffered a loss, Lao Tzu stepped forward and said.

Although Tongtian didn't speak, he also released Zhu Xian's Four Swords.

Now the Sanqing has not yet separated, so the Sanqing is not as rigid as it was in later generations!
"us……"

Tai Yi was about to step forward to say something, but was stopped by Di Jun.

"Second brother, don't be reckless, let the Wu clan take the lead first!"

Di Jun sent a voice transmission to Tai Yi.

Although Tai Yi has a straightforward temperament, he is not stupid. When he heard Di Jun's voice transmission, he quickly understood.

It was just primitive before, they said it, and they said it.

But now that the three Qings have come forward together, the meaning is different.

What's more, they are still listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, so it's better if they don't get stuck or not!

On the other side, the Wu Clan didn't have so many ideas.

Because of Pan Gu's authenticity, the Witch Clan was already at odds with the Sanqing, and the contemptuous words before Yuan Yuan angered them even more!

What's more, they don't respect the way of heaven!
"If you want us to give up, it's okay, as long as you break through my Twelve Capitals' Great Formation, our Wu Clan can retreat!"

Before Zhu Rong could speak, Zhu Jiuyin spoke directly.

"Not bad!"

Di Jiang nodded slightly, already expressing his attitude.

"How difficult is it for mere formations? Let's see if this deity breaks it for you!"

Hearing what Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin said, Yuanyuan smiled disdainfully, and then the three flowers on the top swayed, releasing auspicious clouds of merit and virtue, and walked towards the formation of the Twelve Capitals.

"Brothers, let's go!"

Seeing Yuan Yuan being so disdainful, Di Jiang and the others were also furious, they didn't hold back, and directly urged the formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons.

"Buzzing..."

There was a tremor in the void, endless evil spirits emerged, and a huge phantom had already condensed.

"Scared! What is this thing?"

Seeing this scene suddenly, Yuan Yuan couldn't help being shocked, and could feel a little throbbing.

"I don't even know Pan Gu's Father God, how can I say that I am the authentic Pan Gu!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witch gave a loud shout, urged the phantom, and punched the primordial figure away.

This punch contains the law of strength, and the ancient coercion rushed to his face.

Without knowing the basics, even Yuan Yuan couldn't deal with it, and was thrown thousands of miles away.

"Father God Pangu? How is it possible!"

At the moment, the original three flowers are withered, the clothes are damaged, and the complexion is even more unpredictable.

Not only Yuan, but even Lao Tzu and Tong Tian also looked ugly:
"They actually summoned Pangu!?"

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