Avenue of Red Clouds

　　 "咚......"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi punched the Chaos Clock into the Witch Army, and the clock blew. For a while, the Witch Army was completely frozen for a moment without defense, and this gave the Monster Army a great fight. Great opportunity. ,

Suddenly countless monsters used their magical powers and attacked the witches. Suddenly, the witches lost half of their clan members. This caused the twelve ancestor witches to arouse a great deal of anger and let them see the destruction of the witches. All cracked, blood bursting, and eyes protruding.

　　 "Emperor Taiyi, I will not kill you. The road is not allowed." Dijiang yelled, running through the sky, and for a time thunder was rolling in the sky, just because Dijiang swore to cross the heaven directly and swear to the avenue, this is the anger of heaven.

The twelve ancestor witches all looked at the sky, facing the thunder, they were not afraid. The witches were already like this. What else could they take care of. The thunder sounded for a while, then it dissipated. The Witch Race started, not to mention that the Monster Race is already enough to destroy the Witch Race.

　　 "Big brother, what do we do, if this continues, the erlangs of the Witch clan will be gone." There were dense bloodshot eyes in the eyes, Zhu Rong said loudly to Dijiang.

　　 After such a long time, the witch clan from the beginning of the hundreds of millions of people, now there are only less than tens of millions of people left. Sooner or later, the witch clan will be all killed by the monster clan.

Dijiang looked at the **** warriors below, who were not afraid of life and death. The blood was dripping in their hearts. They are the new people. As long as they are given time, the army of the monsters may not be their opponents, but now, the monsters do not. Give time to the Wu clan to develop.

How to do! ! how! ! Di Jiang's heart is like a knife twist, what can he do, now the Twelve Ancestor Witch has been dragged to death by the top ten demon saints, Emperor Taiyi, and many demon clan generals, there is no way at all.

　　 Suddenly Zhu Jiuyin's face turned severely, and he looked at Dijiang hoarsely and said: "Big brother, we have no other way, let's fight! Use the twelve capital gods to fight the battle."

　　 "Yes, big brother, we will use the twelve capitals of the gods to kill all the little bunnies of the monster race." Gonggong also shouted at Dijiang.

Hearing the words of the brothers, Dijiang fell into deep thought. The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Array is a formation they have only recently realized. They can summon Pangu's body, but they have never used it, and they have no in-depth understanding. Can you? There are still two things to say about cloth.

　　 In the end, Di Jiang was also ruthless in his eyes. Now he has no choice but to look at luck. Di Jiang said in his heart: Father God bless.

　　 "Dear brothers and sisters, today is the day of my witch clan's life and death. The twelve capitals of the cloth are in a big battle. Only success is not allowed to fail." Dijiang solemnly said to the other ancestor witches.

　　 "All the gods, get up."

Suddenly the twelve ancestor witch stood in a strange position, a drop of essence and blood poured out from his brows, twelve drops of essence and blood gathered together, and suddenly there was a roar between the sky and the earth, the sky was roaring, the earth was shaking, and the twelve laws Also gathered together, the breath of power spread.

　　 "This is!!" I have always seen the twelve ancestor witches set up a large array in the faint red cloud, and I was shocked, a little lost his voice, all gods? How is it possible to comprehend now, comprehend to comprehend, but it is one thing to be able to distribute it.

Randomly, Hong Yun understood the meaning of the ancestral witches. They are now at the end of their way. The Twelve Capital Gods are completely helpless, or the witches will be ruined. Whether it can be deployed depends on luck. Now, the Twelve Ancestor Witch is also betting.

Hong Yun looked beyond the chaos and the position of the Purple Cloud Palace. He couldn't figure out what Hongjun meant. Now the trend of the prehistoric has begun to detach from his own cognition. If the Wu Clan is now extinct, then the Lich will count the calamity in the future. What should Xingtian do to defeat Haotian?

"Is Hongjun betting? Or is he taking another risky move? Or is he playing against him earlier than himself?" Hongyun thought about it, but it was hard to figure out, because Hongjun was too ruthless. , The Witch tribe perishes, how do the six reincarnations be established? Is it going to be filled in by pulling Sanqing?

Hong Yun didn’t want to think too much, just because Hongjun was too ruthless this time, and the price was too great. It was so big that Hongyun subverted his understanding of Hongjun. In his imagination, Hongjun should pay attention to balance, but now the Witch family frequently On the verge of death, Hongjun didn't even make a move.

　　 Just as Hongyun was thinking deeply, the twelve capitals of the Twelve Ancestor Witch Cloth's Twelve Capital Sky Gods Array had already started to operate, and the entire prehistoric land began to tremble.

　　Some great powers looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witch one after another, all wondering what the Twelve Ancestral Witch wanted to do, and they also had a lingering secret path. The authentic descendants of Pangu are not simple. Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witch are not simple characters.

"Ah!!!" Suddenly Xuan Ming among the Twelve Ancestor Witches cried out in pain, and suddenly the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Array began to tremble, and the endless turbidity was a little loose, unable to gather ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Little sister hold on. "Di Jiang shouted, now we can't give up all our efforts, or else all the twelve ancestor witches will be eaten back, and the witch clan will fall into an endless abyss.

"Big brother, I can't hold it anymore." Shebi Zhe and Xiaoshou also roared one after another. They felt endless turbid qi pouring into their bodies, and they felt that their bodies were about to explode, comparable to the middle-grade innate spirit. Bao's body couldn't hold up such a huge stale air.

　　 Suddenly Dijiang also felt black in front of him, and he was also a little weak. They hadn't understood the twelve capital gods once, they just watched it once, how could it be smoothly distributed.

Suddenly the turbidity in the prehistoric turbidity gathered. Such a huge turbidity caused many great powers of the prehistoric to retreat. Even the emperor Taiyi and the top ten demon saints also retreated. They were not the real body of the ancestor witch. It is easy to self-damage self-cultivation when qi invades the body.

　　 Suddenly, these stale air began to become uncontrollable, and the endless stale air scattered. Such a huge stale air was overflowing, shocking the many powers present, and even the fighting army of the Lich family stopped.

　　 "Brother, what is it?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Twelve Ancestor Witch's current expressions, and it was very painful. For some reason, he asked Hongyun on the side.

"Huh, arrogant and ignorant, how can Dutianjinsha be able to be deployed like this? This is backlashed by the great formation." Hongyun looked at the twelve ancestor witches and saw the turbulent qi riot, and he already knew that this was the backlash of the great formation. .

　　 "Backlash? All the gods' evil formation!" Zhen Yuanzi heard what Hongyun said, and after deducing the secrets, he already knew the power of the twelve capitals' gods' evil formation.

　　 Boom...Boom...

　　 There was a loud noise, and the twelve ancestor witches flew out one after another, their bodies were bloody, blood flowed, and they fell heavily to the ground, their spirits shrank and their faces pale.