With a wave of Taiqing Laozi's hand, the Wutu sword turned into a stream of light and flew into his hand.

The Taiqing sage carefully played with the witch-slaying sword, his eyes flickering.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was already obvious.

Di Jun urged the witch-slaying sword, maybe it was not enough of a threat to the ancestor witches who possessed the primordial spirit.

However, if Taiqing, who is the head of the six sages, urges the witch-slaying sword.

Even if this is just a top-grade Acquired Spirit Treasure, in the hands of the Taiqing Saint, it will definitely burst out with extremely terrifying power.

Not to mention that the ancestral witches couldn't bear it.

Even Pan Gu's real body may not be able to ignore the witch-slaying sword blessed by the power of a saint.

After all, the foundation of Pan Gu's real body was still composed of Ye Feng and the other eleven ancestor witches.

Not the real Pangu real body.

As long as Yuanshi Tianzun and Dongwanggong create a chance for the Taiqing sage.

The Eleventh Ancestral Witch and Ye Feng might be beheaded.

Seeing such a blatant threat from Taiqing, Zhu Rong and Gonggong couldn't bear to show their temper.

They directly wanted to urge Pangu's real body to touch the Taiqing sage.

But Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin's ancestral witch looked very heavy, and they didn't want to take great risks to confront the Taiqing sage head-on.

In their view, although dominating the prehistoric world.

It is very important not to let the prehistoric world created by Father God Pangu fall into the hands of other malicious people.

But more important is the lives of the brothers.

If something happened to the ancestor witches or Ye Feng.

Then even if they destroy the monster clan and dominate the entire prehistoric world, they will not be happy.

The rest of my life will be accompanied by endless regrets.

The prehistoric world, they want it.

They also have to guarantee the safety of the brothers.

"There's no rush for a moment."

"Let's find a way to solve the matter of Wu Tujian first."

Ye Feng also transmitted voices to the ancestral witches.

The old thief Hongjun, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi once created so many problems for them.

However, Ye Feng solved them all one by one.

Therefore, Ye Feng would rather find a way to solve the threat of Tu Wujian.

Then attack the demon court.

Only in this way can the ancestors and witches and themselves be safe.

"All right……"

After hearing Ye Feng's advice, the anger in the hearts of the ancestor witches gradually calmed down.

"Pindao wants to go to your Demon Court to stay for a while."

"I don't know if it is possible?"

The Taiqing sage said to Di Jun.

He intends to escort the demon court and prevent the ancestral witches from attacking the demon court.

When Di Jun heard the words, he also knew what the Taiqing sage meant, and was immediately overjoyed:

"The sage is willing to come, and Di Jun will naturally welcome him!"

The Taiqing sage glanced across the faces of many ancestral witches, and replied lightly:

"Ah."

Seeing that the ancestral witches had no intention of doing anything, Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

When he saw Donghuang Taiyi's neck broken by Emperor Jiang Zuwu just now, he really felt that the sky was about to fall.

Thinking that the Yaozu's grand plan and hegemony will come to an end,

But, fortunately, the appearance of the Taiqing sage reversed everything in an instant.

Moreover, it also made the ancestor witches dare not take advantage of the emptiness and attack the demon court.

Although Donghuang Taiyi cannot reincarnate through the six realms of reincarnation, as long as the true spirit is intact.

He still has a way to make Donghuang Taiyi recover.

Just when Dijun's heart was rekindled hope.

The ten golden crows in front of the monster army suddenly trembled collectively, and were beheaded by Ye Feng with a sword.

With Ye Feng's current quasi-sage mid-stage state and the law of controlling power, he drives the innate treasure, the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

It is a piece of cake to attack and kill the Ten Golden Crows in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian.

Although this time due to the interference of Taiqing and others, their hope of destroying the Yaozu was shattered.

But, how could Ye Feng let Yaozu go back unharmed?

The true spirit of Donghuang Taiyi is protected by the sage of Taiqing, so he can not die.

However, the life of the ten princes of the demon court was taken by himself.

After all, hundreds of millions of monster clans went to war, and Xing Tian and others fought a battle with Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin ancestor witch.

You must eat something good to make up for it.

"No!"

When Di Jun saw his ten precious sons being instantly killed by Ye Feng, his eyes widened.

The screams of infinite grief and indignation suddenly resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

Chapter 231 The New Role of the Qiankun Cauldron

At this moment, Di Jun's eyes were about to burst, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation.

His face turned red in an instant, and then turned pale again.

The veins on his neck were even more exposed.

His bloodshot eyes fixedly stared at Ye Feng, gnashing his teeth.

The hatred for Ye Feng is even deeper than that of the prehistoric world.

He even wished he could rush forward, kill Ye Feng until his soul was wiped out, and then he would be crushed and ashes.

Ten Golden Crows are his pride!

Although their previous performance was a bit hip, but a large part of it is due to it.

It's because the Ten Golden Crows' combat experience is not rich enough,

Ten Golden Crow's heels were no weaker than him and Donghuang Taiyi.

It is the real hope of the Demon Court.

In the future, even if the Ten Golden Crows can't prove the Tao and become a saint, they can definitely become a strong person in the quasi-sage Dzogchen realm.

When going out.

He and Donghuang Taiyi were even thinking about handing over the Demon Court to the Ten Golden Crows after preparing to unify the prehistoric world.

He even planned to use the performance of the Ten Golden Crows this time to determine the position of the future Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor.

But now, it's all gone.

The more powerful the creature, the harder it is to give birth to offspring.

For example, the ancestor Kunpeng had only one son until his death.

It was an absolute miracle that he was able to give birth to ten sons in one birth.

Ten Golden Crows had exhausted all his luck in this area.

Even now the ghost car is still safe and sound.

But it was almost impossible for him to give birth to a Golden Crow with such a pure bloodline again.

"Ye Feng!"

Di Jun really wanted to go straight up and fight the Wu Clan to the death.

But he also knew that the current situation was absolutely unacceptable.

Although Taiqing and the others have taken good care of the Yaozu, they are not members of the Yaozu after all.

Donghuang Taiyi now has only the true spirit left, and Zhou Tian's star formation cannot be condensed.

If he did this kind of death-seeking behavior, even the sage Taiqing might not be able to protect him well.

Once he falls, there is really no way to take revenge.

The demon court will also fall apart.

The exuberant anger kept pounding Dijun's mind.

The divine power in Dijun's body surged violently, and he wanted to fight to the death with the Wu Clan.

But the remaining sanity stopped him.

Di Jun was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Even the joints are rattling.

"My Wu Clan is going to have extra meals."

"A total of eleven golden crows."

"Grill the whole Golden Crow, roast the big kidney of the Crow on a skewer, cook the porridge with the Crow, it should taste good."

"Would you like to try it together?"

With a faint smile on Ye Feng's face, he invited very kindly.

Seeing this, Di Jun's chest heaved violently, and his face turned purple.

He suddenly spat out a big mouthful of blood, and looked at Ye Feng bitterly:

"Ye Feng...I will kill you!"

Di Jun gritted his teeth and said to Ye Feng word by word.

"What, didn't you say don't add coriander?"

"Okay, no problem, my witch clan has always been the best at talking."

Ye Feng continued.

He wanted to see if he could directly piss Di Jun to death.

However, after Di Jun finished speaking, he turned his head away and stopped looking at Ye Feng.

After that, Di Jun soared into the sky and disappeared in place.

If he stayed for another second, he was afraid that he couldn't help but seek Ye Feng's revenge.

After Di Jun disappeared.

The rest of the Monster Race army hurried back to the Monster Court in a panic.

And the Wu people did not catch up.

Because they have enough ingredients for this big meal.

"Eat banquet, dry rice!"

Zhu Rong shouted impatiently.

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