Group Chat: the Unlimited Crit of the Peerless Prince

As a demon emperor, once he is abandoned, there is only one fate: death!

You let me die, I still respect you?

"Daozu, please treat each other fairly!"

Di Jiang took a step forward.

The remaining eleven ancestor witches followed suit.

"Are you trying to attack me?" Daozu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a dragon-headed crutch appeared in his hand, which was clearly an innate treasure.

In an instant, his aura climbed to the point of terror, swaying the stars and splitting the universe.

The entire prehistoric world is covered with dark clouds and thunder is rolling, as if the end of the world is coming.

Di Jun's breathing was stagnant, his eyes kept changing, and he hesitated.

After all, this is Daozu.

After suppressing Honghuang for so many years, he is still the master of the way.

The demon master Kunpeng was even more afraid and stood behind.

Patriarch Styx was not much better.

Although he advocates killing the heavens, the earth, the saints, himself, and all living beings, there is nothing that cannot be killed, but in front of him is the Taoist ancestor.

Even Zhen Yuanzi and Patriarch Hongyun felt unnatural.

"So what if I attack you?" Di Jiang sneered, "As the ancestor of Taoism, what did you say for the sake of the prehistoric order and to make up for the inadequacy of the heavenly way? Now that you are in harmony with the way, then you should be fair and just. You are fair and just." Is it? Hongjun, you are just using the guise of Hedao to steal the position of Heavenly Dao!"

"Witch Clan, there is only crime for Hong Huang, no merit!" Dao Patriarch's aura was already extremely cold.

This sentence was also pronounced.

All the Almighty around felt a chill in their hearts.

Yuanshi Tianzun showed joy.

Master Tongtian was very moved.

Lao Tzu frowned slightly.

"The witch clan is only guilty of Honghuang?" Di Jiang was startled when he heard that, and then laughed wildly, shaking Honghuang, and the sound spread to nine heavens and ten earths, "Haha! Daozu, this is Daozu, haha, interesting, really interesting! Honghuang is It was created by the father god Pangu. Now you say that his people are only guilty of the prehistoric people. It’s a big joke! Even if we don’t care about their origins, our witch clan will rule the prehistoric land and regulate all races. Instead of fighting in chaos, there will be order and Rules! Now you say that my witch clan has no merit? Then Hongjun, what about your merit?"

"Preaching Zixiao Palace?"

"Because of your preaching, powerful men from heaven and earth emerged in large numbers, and killings began to prevail. Moreover, every battle would cause endless damage to the prehistoric land!"

"If you're guilty, it's you!"

Dijiang is not afraid of the opponent.

"Yes, if you are guilty, it is you!"

The other eleven ancestral witches shouted in unison, spreading to every corner of the prehistoric world.

Honghuang is so powerful, everyone who heard the voice felt numb and trembled in their hearts.

Daozu's expression didn't change at all. He slowly raised the dragon's head crutches, and saw chains of order condensing directly from the air, winding around the dragon's head.

In an instant, the power to destroy the world was condensed on the crutch of the dragon's head.

Demon Emperor Jun's scalp was numb and his heart was palpitating. He wanted to retreat, but he held back.

He knew that if he retreated, it would really be over.

Do you really want to be an enemy of Taoist ancestor?

At this moment, he was very troubled.

Donghuang Taiyi stood beside him tightly.

"Hongjun, why are you going to kill us after exposing your old background?" Di Jiang's heart was beating wildly, but he was not afraid at all, "Our ancestor witches can only die standing up, not kneeling down! Then come Let's see if we slaughter you today or you kill us!"

This sentence made Tongtian dumbfounded.

Zu Wu is too reckless.

That's Daozu.

Do you dare to go?

Inexplicably, he admired Di Jiang and Zu Wu in his heart.

He is also unruly, and he also has ambitions for Ling Tian, ​​but he doesn't have the courage to fight Dao Zu.

The Demon Emperor Jun was a little ashamed.

But at this moment, he still hesitated!

"Ancestor Dao!" Suiren stepped forward and cupped his hands, "This should be your old avatar, right? Blessed by the power of the order of heaven and earth, and impregnated with the power of innate treasures, it has actually reached the power of a saint. It is worthy of being the ancestor of Taoism, worthy of the power of a saint." He is the teacher of three thousand powers."

Di Jun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly realized.

The slightly curved spine also straightened suddenly.

Lao Tzu's face suddenly turned ugly.