After Tucheng Daosheng, my identity was exposed

But even so, when the powerful fists of the ancestral witches smashed on it, the power like a sea of ​​stars pierced through the defense of the top-grade innate spirit treasure and spread to them.

Duke Dong and the others were so shocked that they coughed up blood, and they also experienced the treatment that Patriarch Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi had received before.

Because the Qiankun Fan was slapped away by the Houtu Ancestral Witch.

The battle scene of Wuzhuang Temple was also exposed, and the creatures within hundreds of millions of miles were frantically running for their lives, fearing that they would be affected by the fish pond and die without a place to die.

And the terrifying energy fluctuations erupting from Wuzhuang Temple also instantly attracted the attention of countless prehistoric powers.

Many of these prehistoric powers were guests from Zixiao Palace who were almost slapped to death by Houtu Zuwu.

Ever since they were rescued by Daozu Hongjun with great difficulty, these great powers have made up their minds and will never fight against the Wu Clan again.

Now I see Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others are toughening up the Twelve Ancestral Witches again.

These prehistoric powers couldn't help sighing.

The head is really iron!

However, there are also many great experts who are somewhat puzzled. Why did Zu Wu, Di Jun and others fight in Wuzhuang Temple?

Moreover, the masters of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Patriarch, did not participate in the battle, which is really puzzling.

Only a small number of people, such as the leader of Tongtian, guessed the clue.

"Tsk tsk, Duke Dong and the others are really stupid enough to be used by the monster clan again."

The other great masters all sighed after seeing Duke Dong and the others being hammered to pieces.

The monster clan and the witch clan can be said to be natural enemies.

In the eyes of Da Neng Honghuang, it is very normal for Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to fight against, fight and fight against the Wu Clan.

But Dong Wanggong, Zhunti Jieyin and others, there is absolutely no need to go to this muddy water.

Looking at the Duke Dong and others who were surrounded by nine ancestral witches and were beating violently, many great powers felt horrified.

The crazy Twelve Ancestral Witches don't care what kind of Taoist disciple you are, if you dare to fight against them, you will be hammered to death!

These prehistoric masters felt that if Hongjun Daozu didn't show up today, the six disciples under his sect might become three.

"The strength of the ancestor witch is too terrifying. He has the upper hand in all aspects, and even Donghuang Taiyi, who has the innate treasure, can't bear it."

Although the great powers of the wild are witnessing it with their own eyes, they still have an unimaginable feeling.

Donghuang Taiyi, who was in the mid-stage quasi-sage, possessed an innate treasure. Many great powers felt that Donghuang Taiyi, apart from being a saint, could almost rule the prehistoric world.

But after witnessing the tragic situation in front of them, they understood what it means to be your uncle or your uncle.

No matter how fast you improve your cultivation base, no matter how powerful your treasures are.

Zu Wu should smoke you, and still smoke as usual!

Without the confinement of the Qiankun Fan, Duke Dong, Zhunti Jieyin and others had no fighting spirit at all and only wanted to escape for their lives.

But the ancestral witches have already become murderous, and they want to kill them directly to avoid future troubles, beating them so that they have no chance to escape.

"Fight!"

Even though Dong Wanggong hid in the clean water bowl, he was beaten until he vomited blood, and even his internal organs were turned into bloody mud.

He felt that if he continued to fight, he would really die, and he would have to confess his life here.

So, he directly threw out a mid-grade innate spirit treasure, and then blew himself up, trying to blow up a gap and escape from this terrible place.

"boom!"

A bronze-colored magic lamp exploded, and terrifying and violent energy erupted instantly, like hundreds of millions of volcanoes erupting together.

All the mountains within tens of thousands of miles near Wuzhuang Temple were instantly turned into powder, and the space was blown to pieces like thin ice on a lake.

Even the stars outside the domain seem to want to fall down.

The power of the explosion of the innate treasure is terrific. Previously, the ancestor Kunpeng used this method to escape many times when facing the lore game between the ancestor Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi.

The terrifying storm of destruction raged between the heaven and the earth, tearing up everything and engulfing the ancestral witches in it.

"Ouch!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu was the closest, and there was a scream.

The East Prince was overjoyed, feeling that he had seen the hope of life, he urged the clean water bowl to rush towards Zurong Zhurong, wanting to use this as a breakthrough to escape.

"clang!"

At this time, a huge flaming fist struck across, smashing the clean water bowl back into the Zuwu's encirclement again.

In the terrifying storm of destruction, Zhu Rong Zuwu strode out of it intact.

"The self-explosion power of this spirit treasure is really terrifying. It actually blew me up!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu said seriously.

Duke Dong, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Patriarch Kunpeng: "..."

Chapter 83 Fuck, you're making a sneak attack

Looking at the intact Zuwu Zhurong, Duke Dong was flustered in the wind for a while, feeling that he was really dying.

"Damn it, you're engaging in sneak attacks, you can't afford you little trash, you have no strength, you dare not confront me head-on, what a fart you are!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu yelled at the East Prince, and then raised his huge fist again and threw it at the East Prince.

Seeing the battle, the Eastern Prince felt his scalp tingle even more, so he could only try his best to use the clean water bowl to protect himself.

He knew that with his own strength, it was impossible to run away, so he could only place his hopes on Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, hoping that they could defeat Di Jiang and others, and then come to the rescue.

Patriarch Kunpeng and others also had the same idea, waiting for Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to reverse the situation.

However, when they separated their minds, they saw Di Jun who had been slapped so hard by the Houtu Ancestral Witch that he vomited blood.

With Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin holding on to the Empress Dowager Donghuang Taiyi who was struggling to support them, they felt hopeless again.

After the three of Di Jiang came up and gained the upper hand, they attacked one after another, without giving Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi any chance to breathe and fight back.

If the ancestral witches launched a flashy attack, Di Jun and others might find a chance to defuse it.

But the attacks of the ancestral witches were too simple and direct, relying on their extremely powerful physical bodies to smash through.

Dijun and Donghuangtaiyi couldn't find any way to crack it.

Although Donghuang Taiyi was also vomited blood profusely from the shock, fortunately, he was protected by the innate treasure, so he was not in danger of falling for the time being.

Di Jun is different.

He urged the Qiankun Fan to be slapped into a shooting star by the Houtu Ancestral Witch.

The only capital against Zu Wu's physical body just disappeared. In the following time, Di Jun fell into a passive and beaten situation.

The majestic monster king, the quasi-sage-level powerhouse, is now being slapped one after another by Houtu.

The slapping made that originally extremely handsome face swelled into a pig's head, bleeding from all seven orifices, it's almost like his wife's ghost, and I'm afraid he won't be able to recognize him.

"Snapped!"

Another incomparably crisp slap sounded, and the real sun fire emitted by Dijun was directly extinguished by the Houtu Ancestral Witch.

That slap that was as white as jade seemed to be broken by blowing a bomb, but in fact the destructive force contained in it was extremely terrifying, even a mountain of tens of thousands of feet would be directly blown to pieces under this slap.

After another slap, Di Jun turned 720 degrees on the spot, his head was buzzing, his eyes were staring, and his skull was almost cracked.

Fortunately, Di Jun's background was considered strong, and he tried all kinds of methods, but he resisted several slaps from Houtuzu Wushu and died before his head exploded.

"enough!"

Di Jun shouted loudly, and the coercion of the emperor burst out, with an extremely astonishing momentum.

Houtu Zuwu didn't say a word, and slapped Dijun Zuwu cleanly again, sending Emperor Jun Zuwu flying horizontally, vomiting blood in the sky.

Di Jun stood up, his originally handsome face was swollen into a pig's head, blood was bubbling from all seven orifices, his eyes were blood red, as if they were about to burst out, and he looked extraordinarily oozing.

Dijun's chest heaved violently, and flames were faintly bursting out of his eyes as he looked at Houtu Zuwu.

Since his birth, he has always been the supreme power in the prehistoric world.

Wherever he goes, there are people with head and face, and now he is the emperor of the monster clan, and his status is supreme.

But now, being subjected to such a shame and humiliation almost made Di Jun's chest explode with anger.

However, anger turned into anger, Di Jun also understood in his heart looking at the Houtu Ancestral Witch who looked like a female war god.

He really can't beat it!

"She's so fierce with a big belly, I really saw a ghost!"

Di Jun murmured.

Ever since his Empress Ghost Chariot was conceived, his combat power dropped by [-]% in an instant.

Unlike the Houtu ancestor witch, the dragon spirit and tiger were so fierce that it was beyond common sense, and he, the great monster clan king, couldn't find him.

At this time, the door of space opened, and the intact ancestor Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi walked out of it.

They scanned the audience, their faces were gloomy and cold, and the killing intent on their bodies almost turned into substance.

Just a little bit!

Just a little bit!

I was about to fall completely on the spot!

Patriarch Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi glanced coldly at Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and after seeing them being hammered into the pig's heads they are now, a sense of joy welled up in their hearts for no reason.

Although Patriarch Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi also wanted to kill Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to avenge their revenge.

But they also knew their weight, turned around and urged their Di Shu and Jiu Li Tu to push towards Duke Dong and the others.

Dong Wanggong and others were almost beaten to the point of losing their human form by the group of nine ancestor witches.

Seeing the murderous Ancestor Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi joining the battle with cruel faces, hundreds of millions of grass and mud horses galloped past their hearts.

I really pulled out my brain nerves and jumped like a rubber band, so I came to Wuzhuang Temple to suffer the worst beating since the beginning of the world.

With a big wave of Zhen Yuanzi's hand, the book from the ground burst open, combined with the Jiuli map, imprisoning Duke Dong, Zhunti Jieyin, and ancestor Kunpeng all in it.

Originally, Prince Dong and the others were able to avoid the attacks of the ancestor witches as much as possible.

But now after being imprisoned, they have completely become the meat of the chopping board, and they can only resist the fists of the ancestral witches that are as big as mountains and as heavy as meteors.

"Ow!"

"It hurts!"

"Don't poke my big waist!"

After Patriarch Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi joined the battlefield, Duke Dong and the others were even more in jeopardy, screaming from the hammer.

The eleven ancestors, the Nine Great Ancestral Witches, Hongyun Patriarch, and Zhen Yuanzi, were all ruthless masters who killed them.

If it weren't for the Dong Wanggong and others who have the best innate spirit treasures to protect them, they would have been wiped out long ago.

However, in the face of the siege of eleven quasi-sage-level powerhouses, even if Dong Wanggong and others have the best innate spiritual treasure body protection, they are still on the verge of death and are in danger.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

The entire prehistoric land suddenly darkened, and an incomparably terrifying aura swept the audience.

Everyone looked up, only to find that a large black "dark cloud" had descended from the heavens and was approaching this place at a high speed.

This endless "dark cloud" is actually inexhaustible, there are hundreds of millions of demon clans, under the leadership of the nine demon saints of the demon court, they are flying towards Wuzhuang temple.

"Good come!"

When Di Jun saw the battle, he immediately roared, and quickly repaired his face with divine power, so as not to be seen by his subordinates.

But Dong Wanggong and others saw the battle, and the light of hope was ignited again in their eyes.

Although the strength of a single monster clan is not worth mentioning to Zuwu, the power that can be unleashed after hundreds of millions of monster clans gather together cannot be underestimated.

Chapter 84 The Lich War

"Kill! Kill these bastards from the Yaozu!"

At this time, Xing Tian, ​​Chi You, Hou Yi and others of the Wu Clan also led hundreds of millions of Wu Clan to kill them.