Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

Chapter 88 Lich War

Liu Ming did not leave directly.

Instead, he stayed and watched the next battle seriously.

Under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestral Witch, the Witch Clan was on a fierce battle, and attacked for 30 Third Stage days in one fell swoop.

Countless luxurious palaces lined up in the sky collapsed instantly, sweeping away the power of ruining the world.

The twelve ancestor witches were born with incomparable physical strength, devouring heaven and earth, manipulating Feng Shui thunder and lightning, moving mountains and reclaiming sea, and has the ability to change heaven and earth.

The one who rushed forward was the ancestor of fire witch-Zhu Rong.

“Di Jun, Tai Yi Xiao Er, come out quickly to fight with me.”

At this time, Zhu Rong had already manifested the ancestor witch’s true body, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

“call out!”

A dazzling Golden Crow method suddenly appeared on the first day.

The speed is so fast that it is nowhere to be seen, as if it has crossed a long river of time.

The majestic sun is really hot, and it is falling down all over the world.

In an instant, countless flames soared into the sky, and tens of thousands of soldiers of the Wu clan were burned into nothingness by the golden real fire, and even the power of the original source was not left.

A round of great sun hangs above the Nantian Gate, releasing infinite radiance, as if the real great sun had come.

In the real fire of the blazing sun, the Heavenly Emperor’s eyes were as cold as a knife.

Can’t wait to burn all these Witch soldiers to clean.

In the battle with Liu Ming, his injuries were not serious.

Now that he has just recovered with the huge background of Heaven Court, he saw that the barbarians of Lich had already attacked Heaven Court.

This made Di Jun, who had always been extremely deep in the city mansion, no longer able to contain the killing intent in his heart.

“Di Jun, you are looking for death!”

Zhu Rong’s eyes almost burst into flames. He still remembers his defeat thousands of years ago.

Now that Di Jun slaughtered the Wu Clan Erlang in front of him, he really meant that Zhu Rong didn’t exist.

“If you want to die, this seat will do you well!”

Dijun let out a cold cry, and the Clouds of good furtune in Hetuluo was gushing, floating and sinking above the sun.

An astonishing Taoist rhyme swept through the thirty Third Stage days, and then the Hetu Luoshu shone out hundreds of millions of times.

Each one is as sharp as an arrow, with an unshakable sharpness, slamming towards Zhu Rong.

A huge wave suddenly rolled up in the space, and the black waves rolled endlessly, as if to freeze all the space.

An extremely deep chill instantly filled this space, dispelling the scorching coercion of the real fire of the sun.

The black water swallowed and vomited, as if a giant swallowing beast opened its blood basin and cut off the fierce offensive sent by Hetu Luoshu.

Dijiang, the head of the twelve ancestor witches, and the water ancestor witch came to Zhu Rong together.

Di Jun looked solemn and scolded Zhu Rong coldly:

“This battle is about my Wu family’s big plan, and we must not act recklessly.”

Zhu Rong nodded reluctantly. Although he was a little unconvinced in his heart, he didn’t show it on the face.

“Om!”

A vast and melodious bell resounded suddenly in the ten places of Nine Heavens.

Invisible sound waves spread out as ripples on the avenue, and time and space seem to be frozen at this moment.

The endless floods rolled out, and all absorbed into a big bell that lingered in the sky and surrounded by the ethereal rhyme.

“Dage, I’ll help you!”

Donghuang Tai holds the Chaos Clock in one hand, as mighty and mighty as the king of gods.

The chaotic clock was magnified countless times before and after it, like an ancient sacred mountain, crashed against the three great ancestral witches headed by Dijiang.

The sky’s divine light and the power of the law blasted towards the chaotic clock, and a roar sounded that pierced the sky.

The countless collapsed Qionglou Yuyu turned into ruins again.

After the overwhelming divine light dissipated, twelve figures exuding a horrible atmosphere came out of the ruins.

The twelve ancestors are here!

On the other side, the demon masters Kunpeng, Fuxi, and the remaining demon gods also came to Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi’s side.

The turbulent momentum between the quasi-sages made the entire sky tremble.

“kill!”

Dijiang, the lord of the witch tribe, and Emperor Jun, the lord of the monster tribe, let out a loud roar.

All the powerhouses of the Lich race brazenly shot at this moment.

The terrifying torrent of energy swept through the sky, and the law and divine power filled the void.

Suddenly, the world is turbulent, Yin & Yang Five Elements in heaven and earth reverses chaos, and the elements of earth, water, fire and wind are raging crazily.

The terrifying power formed by the Witch Clan War not only caused the Thirty Third Stage to be a mess, but also caused a devastating disaster on the prehistoric land.

A stream of light turned into a destructive light and fell to the wild land, causing countless creatures to be affected, the land collapsed, and the creatures fell.

The whole earth seemed to be plunged into the end of the world.

Liu Ming, who was always watching the battle, sighed faintly.

A strand of gray mist that seemed to be true but not virtual entangled every strong person present, but they didn’t know it.

Now that the Lich battle has shattered hundreds of millions of miles of land, Heavenly Dao has reduced his karma.

However, under Heavenly Dao’s intervention, the two races on the battlefield were stunned and didn’t care about it at all.

There are thousands of rays of sunshine on Dijun’s head, Rui wipes a thousand, and Hetu Luoshu is presented in an instant.

Then two rays of light flew out from the starry sky, one white and one green, the Cangjia Xuan Turtle carried Luo Shu, and the flame Dragon Horse carried the river picture.

The Universe star formation quickly condensed, and the three hundred and sixty-five stars gathered together, and the Galaxy Cluster passed by.

Star beams fell down, like the Milky Way Nine Heavens, and Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in the center of the formation attracted the power of the sun and stars.

Everything in the universe of Tianyu turned into an extremely hot oven, the avenue rune was all over the void, and a surging Taoist rhyme swept out.

A thick shock of shock flashed in the eyes of the majestic power who was watching the battle in the distance.

Unlike when Di Jun and Liu Ming fought, the power of the Universe Star Dou formation is not the same.

Thirty The Third Stage is close to Chaos, and the power of Star is extremely strong. After the Universe Star Array is fully operational, its power will surely increase exponentially.

“kill!”

In the center of his eyes, Emperor Jun bathed in thousands of Galaxy Cluster, vomiting gods.

The power of the endless Star rioted in an instant, and the bright stars fell like falling, accompanied by the roar of the sky.

Divine light suddenly appeared, and countless soldiers of the Wu clan died in the brilliant divine glory!

At this moment, the tyrannical body of the Wu clan seemed to be paper-like.

“Dijun kid, Hugh must be presumptuous!”

Dijiang roared, and the twelve ancestor witches stood separately behind him, each holding a black banner.

In the twelve strokes, the gods danced, exuding a strong atmosphere of avenues.

“Boom!”

The heavens and the earth are shaking, with the twelve ancestor witches as the core, a vast pangu power sweeps the heavens.

The terrifying and majestic aura enveloped everyone, and even the countless great powers who watched the battle were deterred by this aura.

The different laws and auras held by the twelve ancestor witches overlap each other, and then converge, condensing the boundless Killing intent.

Under the gaze of countless primordial creatures, a huge figure of hundreds of millions of feet condensed out, exuding the monstrous Blood Qi, holding a thick and unmatched giant axe.

This figure is no one else, it is the Pangu god-tier who embodies the world.

All the prehistoric creatures, including Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, were shaking fiercely in their hearts.

The twelve capitals of the Witch Clan’s great formation of the gods have only appeared in rumors.

But no one knows exactly what kind of posture it is!

But they never expected that the true face of these twelve capital gods was actually Pangu!