Hong Huang: Me, Styx, Never Rush To The Street!

Chapter 59 The Eastern Prince and Emperor Jun Taiyi fight the twelve ancestor witches!

These two have handsome faces, one calm and the other awkward, with the scorching scent of the sun and stars on their bodies, and the magnificent imperial style.

The majestic demon clan’s luck hovered vaguely above them.

These two people are the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Facing the twelve ancestor witches, Emperor Jun Taiyi smiled coldly, and sacrificed Hetu Luoshu and Donghuang Bell respectively.

The Hetu Luoshu is a jade-like Magic Treasures on two sides, the best Xiantian Lingbao. At this time, it was divided into two, and two mysterious patterns evolved, hovering around Emperor Jun.

The Donghuang Bell is the ultimate Xiantian treasure, showing the sun, moon and stars, earth, water, wind and fire, hidden mountains, rivers, and earth, and the ancestors of all races.

“Dijun, Taiyi, what is your demon clan’s intention?”

Facing the two quasi-sages who sacrificed powerful Magic Treasures, the leader of the monster race.

The aura of the twelve ancestor witches is terrifying, and the Xiantian law is clear and extinct.

Dijun and Taiyi stood side by side, pretending to say: “I would like to ask, what is your Wu Clan’s intention. Inviting my ten major monster gods to come, but provoking a fight, do you want to take advantage of this to start a war?”

Zhu Jiuyin sneered again and again: “That seems to be nothing to say.”

The law of time evolves to the extreme, and the surroundings present day and night changes, and the four seasons are like illusions.

“It seems to have done a game!” Zu Wu Qiangliang was angrily, saying that Emperor Taiyi did it intentionally.

At this time, the law of thunder aroused by itself, but the sky was filled with electricity, and the momentum was astonishing.

“Huh! Twelve Ancestral Witch, stop here! Otherwise, the head of my male immortal, I will wait for Heavenly Dao today!”

Suddenly, the merits and virtues were celebrated, and the golden dragon roared with luck, and there was pure yang and righteousness swept over.

I saw that the Eastern Prince came with many big Luo Jinxian.

“Bah! What are you!”

The twelve ancestor witch is disrespectful to Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, so how can he put the so-called head of the male immortal, the Eastern King To put in one’s eyes!

“roll!”

The ancestor witch made a bold shot, Wan Jun Leiguang turned into a spear and threw it at the Eastern Prince in his hand, his prestige was terrifying, as if it was enough to tear the world apart.

“court death!”

The face of the Eastern Prince changed drastically, and when he raised his hand, he turned into endless awe-inspiring righteousness, turning into a rotating air shield to resist.

However, when Qiangliang thunder and lightning exploded, he almost broke through the air shield, exploding Da Luo Jinxian around him with painful expressions.

Fortunately, the Eastern Prince has entered the quasi-sage, forcibly suppressed by Realm, and suppressed the powerful attack.

“Do it!”

The Eastern King’s complexion was sinking, and he didn’t expect the Twelve Ancestral Witch to be so powerful.

But this is exactly what he meant, and he will suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches in this Thunder Mountain today!

As soon as the Eastern King’s voice fell, he sacrificed the array of talisman, using his own pure yang as the cornerstone to draw the majestic merit and luck.

At the same time, the seventy-two Da Luo Jinxians he brought were sealed at the same time to cooperate with the formation of the Eastern Prince.

In an instant, the vast eastern righteousness hit like a tsunami, dragging all the twelve ancestor witches into the formation space.

“Today, let the barbarians like you learn about my seventy-two pure Yang Dongxian array!”

The Eastern King was proud of his face, holding the array talisman, and announced from above.

The twelve ancestor witch met once and smiled coldly: “Is it just trying to trap me waiting?”

With that said, the body of the Twelve Ancestor Witches swelled up and down, hitting the formation space with one punch and one punch, actually trying to break the formation with strength.

Each punch of the Twelve Ancestor Witch is a law of greater or lesser force, and it has evolved from its own Xiantian array. With its own physical body, each punch has a full bombardment that is no less than the best Xiantian Lingbao.

Especially the ancestor witches who have reached the quasi-sage.

Di Jiang, under the bombardment of a punch, triggers the law of space, and he directly crossed the formation space and directly blasted a large Luo Jinxian who was in charge of the formation into a blood mist!

Jiu Yin of the candle, under the bombardment of a punch, turned the time directly, jumped back to the moment when the formation had not yet formed, and also directly blasted and killed a big Luo Jinxian!

Xuan Ming, on the other hand, brought the formation space with a punch, and while directly freezing the Da Luo Jinxian hidden behind it, it blasted into ice scum powder!

The magical powers of the twelve ancestors are beyond imagination.

Seeing this, the Eastern Prince couldn’t help but feel painful.

These Da Luo Jinxians who can preside over the big formation are carefully selected by him, and they must be positive for both heels and Cultivation Technique, which can be said to be one in a hundred.

Now that I have been bombarded and killed three, it is not an easy task to make it up again.

“Hugh is crazy!”

When Emperor Juntai saw this, he looked at each other and shot at the same time.

Hetu Luoshu hovered down, and while blessing the great formation, he suppressed the twelve ancestor witches, which caused them to stop in shape, and their attack power was greatly reduced.

The Donghuang Bell hung high above his head, exuding endless chaotic holy power. It actually blessed all the allies present, making the Cultivation Base Realm temporarily ascending a small Realm.

At the same time, countless chaos were released, engulfing them towards the Twelve Ancestor Witch.

These chaotic powers will become the bondage of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, and it will be a hundred times more difficult to use their fists than before.

This is the case, the Twelve Ancestor Witches still killed many Da Luo Jinxian who presided over the great formation.

“Death!”

Dong Wang Duke and Emperor Juntai made a bold move.

Emperor Jun Taiyi evolved amazing Avenue of the Suns and Avenues of Emperors. In an instant, two rounds of scorching sun rose in the formation space.

There are also two ghosts of the emperor, in the scorching sun, like a king over the world, reaching out to suppress the twelve ancestors.

The Eastern King is also evolving the Road of Pure Sun, the endless pure Yang Zhengqi transformed into a ten-thousand-meter long sword, like the first ray of sunlight in the east, smashing toward the twelve ancestor witch.

The three avenue spells are all of the Yang genus. At this time, they are shot at the same time, and they are mutually complementary.

Working together under a single strike, the ancestral witch burns with flames and is in pain.

There were also ancestral witches who had cracked bodies and vomited blood.

Fortunately, they specialize in the physical body, even if they are severely traumatized, they are not enough to die or even recover.

When Dong Wang Duke and Emperor Juntai saw this, they also fixed their eyes, knowing that this would be a fierce battle.

In Penglai Island.

Fuxi’s fortune-telling deduction, fortune-telling to Leiming Mountain for a battle, couldn’t help but pale a little.

Because he saw from the hexagram that the Lich had a big battle, and the Witch Clan was calculated by the Eastern Prince, it might be disadvantageous.

But Styx was in Closed Door Training, he categorically didn’t dare to interrupt, so he could only tell Nuwa about it.

Nuwa learned that even though her heart was extremely anxious, she was relieved and said:

“Master must have a plan for such a big event. I just have to wait patiently.”

With that, Nuwa suppressed the anxiety in his heart, kept his mind, and practiced by himself.

Fuxi sighed helplessly and looked towards Thunder Mountain and said: “The ending of this matter is not yet clear. It’s a pity that I’m not capable of deducing all of them. I can only wait for the result.”

After muttering to herself, Fuxi returned to the Shenhuo Parasol Tree and sat in peace.