Hong Huang Hou Yi, the Arrow God

Dijun old bird, I want your life!

Xing Tian roared, his eyes were blood-red, and he carried Qi Qi straight to Di Jun Yuanshen who was laughing madly.

Big brother beware!

Boom! Boom……

Taiyi saw that Punishment Tian wanted to kill his eldest brother, and he was anxious, controlled the Chaos Bell, and slammed Punishment Sky into the starry sky, and Punishment Sky disappeared.

Opportunity!

At this time, all the ancestral witches felt the opportunity, and all the ancestral witches rushed to Di Jun, the corpse was closer to the harvest, rushed to the front, and summoned up the mana of the whole body, in Taiyi did not react, Di Jun was dazed, and the two ancestral witches blew themselves up.

Eldest brother!

The Demon Emperor…

Extravagant than the corpse brother!

Collect my brother…

The battlefield is changeable, and I don’t know when it happened in an instant, the Wu clan lost two more ancestors, and the demon clan emperor Jun couldn’t die anymore.

Red eye, kill red eye.

The two Lich races all stared at each other with blood-red eyes.

There are five billion witch soldiers left in the Wu clan, plus one hundred and ten worshippers, Zhen Yuanzi, Candle Jiuyin, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Yizi, plus a punishment day who was beaten by the Chaos Bell and did not know whether he was dead or alive.

On the side of the demon clan, there are less than ten billion demon soldiers left, and the ten demon saints are seriously injured because they preside over the Zhou Tian Star Dou Array, and there are dozens of people left in the worship, fortunately, Taiyi Fuxi, Kunpeng is still alive.

In this way, the high-level of the demon race has the advantage, and the bottom of the witch race is much stronger than the demon race.

Because the Lich is opposed, the bottom layer of the Wu clan has always been a pair of ten, only the high-level twelve ancestral witches, because they can’t use the spirit treasure, and there is this Taiyi who holds the Chaos Bell, which is equal to several high-level demon clans.

Both sides have their own advantages, but it is clear that the demon clan has the upper hand.

Because there are only four ancestral witches left on the Wu clan’s side, plus Zhen Yuanzi, these high-level combat power is not enough.

You must know that in the previous war, but it was five ancestral witches around Taiyi, this has the upper hand, and now there are four ancestors left, it is enough to deal with Taiyi, not to mention Fuxi Kunpeng?

Even if you add Zhen Yuanzi, the Wu Clan side is also in a weak position, don’t forget, Taiyi still has the witch slaying sword in his hands.

Damn the Wu Clan, you killed my eldest brother, I want all of you Wu Clan to be buried!”

Now Taiyi’s eyes have also turned blood-red, obviously robbed into the body, lost his mind, and now has become a killing machine, and his eyes are only to slaughter the witch clan to relieve hatred.

And the same is true of the Wu clan’s side, there are only four brothers left for hundreds of millions of years, how sad they are in their hearts!

His eyes were blood-red and stared at each other, and his eyes flashed with death!

Brother Tianwu, Brother Yizi, you go to deal with the injured Fuxi, Brother Zhenyuan Dao still deal with Kunpeng Old Bird, and the rest of Taiyi will have me and Qiangliang to deal with!

It’s also time to use my witch clan hole cards, but it’s a little late.

Candle Jiuyin’s only remaining trace of sanity, made the final arrangement, the Wu Clan hole card was finally about to be opened, but Candle Jiuyin’s heart was reluctant, and it was cold.

You must know that this hole card is death when opened, their ancestors are witches, and their dead brothers are distressed, but the death of other witch clan witches is also distressed, which is the reason why Dijiang did not use it at the beginning.

Di Jiang would rather die himself than open this hole card, because he knew that even if the ancestor witch died, with these dozens of half-step ancestral witches prepared by Houyi for the Wu clan, the Wu clan would not fail.

In Di Jiang’s heart, life and death are destined for each other, so that those half-step ancestral witches have always maintained the combat power of the great witch to confuse the demon clan.

Now that there are four Zuwu left, Candle Jiuyin has no choice but to use the hole card, because he has passed the heartache of his brother’s death and never wants to see his brothers die again.

Empty, seasonal, Jinzhu, Gong embarrassment, Songkui, Zhu Xia… With you and the brothers, it’s time for you to be born.

As Candle Jiuyin shouted out these half-step ancestral witch names in pain, this also meant that they were going to die, make the final contribution to the witch clan, and return to the arms of the Father God.

Hearing Candle Jiuyin’s name, Tianwu, who had blood-red eyes, Qiuzi and Tianwu smiled bitterly in their hearts, and they glanced at each other, both seeing determination in each other’s eyes.

Instead of seeing these clansmen die, it is better to die yourself, at least without heartache.

The two ancestral witches roared and angrily rushed towards Fuxi, just when Fuxi just wanted to fight, he didn’t expect that the two ancestral witches directly came to a self-explosion.

The Wu clan Tianwu died, Fuxi died, and only Fuxi Qin remained on the battlefield.

Fuxi is dead, and this can frighten Taiyi and Kunpeng.

One of the two didn’t pay attention, I thought that these two ancestors found Fuxi to fight with Fuxi, how could Fuxi hold out for a while!

I didn’t expect it to be a self-detonation.

Now that Fuxi is dead, how to explain to the demon saint? You must know that Fuxi is the brother of Nuwa Niangniang!

Kunpeng stood on the spot, and Zhen Yuanzi was also frightened, looking at the air guardedly, for fear of being destroyed by the saint’s move.

Taiyi’s eyes were blood-red, his mouth let out a beast-like howl, and with the Chaos Bell on his head, he carried the witch slaying sword and went straight to the two last ancestors, Candle Jiuyin and Qiangliang.

At this time, the Wu clan camp roared dozens of loudly, and the momentum was close to the quasi-saint, and I saw that more than a dozen witch clans rushed out in an instant, surrounded Taiyi at once, and exploded with a boom, and the high-level leaders of the Lich and Demon races on the battlefield did not react.

Boom! Bite!

After the explosion, only the Chaos Bell floated, and the Chaos Bell also protected Taiyi’s dazed true spirit, not knowing what happened.

What’s the situation? Not good! This is the back hand of the Wu Clan…

After the initial doubts, Kunpeng reacted instantly, rolled up the River Tuluo book closest to him, turned around and ran.

Turn into a big peng, cover the sky, and go straight to his old nest in the north and north of the sea.

Kunpeng Laoer, where are you running! Zhen Yuanzi chased after him.

The demon clan saw their Eastern Emperor Xi Huang die again, the demon master fled, feeling that the bottom of his heart was cold, completely lost his mind, ten billion demon races in no particular order, under the leadership of the ten demon saints, attacked the army of the witch clan, because they knew that even if they fled now, it would be difficult to avoid the witch clan chasing and killing.

Instead of being chased to death, it is better to do it vigorously, kill one is enough, kill two to earn one, and the demon race also has a self-explosion.

One demon clan blew itself up, and the other learned!

The Wu clan also killed red eyes, and when they saw the demon clan self-detonating, they also began to jump into the pile of people to self-detonate.

Even the remaining dozen half-step ancestral witches, five rushed towards the Chaos Bell, because the Taiyi True Spirit was still alive, and the five half-step Ancestral Witches exploded themselves, and the Taiyi confused True Spirit disappeared with a bang.

The remaining half-step Zuwu and the Great Witch all killed the red eye, no longer caring that the Wu Clan had already taken the advantage, jumped to the demon camp, and found the ten demon saints and began to self-detonate.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang……

Candle Jiuyin and Qiangliang wanted to stop it, but the clansmen completely lost their minds and couldn’t stop it at all.

Stop it all!

A loud shout resounded through the heavens and earth, a white lotus starry sky slowly rotated, and the remaining battlefields of the two races all recovered, looking at the only remaining clansmen around them, completely dumbfounded.

(Don’t spray everyone, I think that the protagonist, as a witch clan, has to leave a few ancestral witches to the witch clan.) Twelve are alive, some too many! Just leave six to the Wu clan, plus the punishment of the Tianhou soil, there are not a few. ）

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