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33 Chongtian, Emperor Jun is located on the altar.

Under the feet, the complex patterns flowed with crimson light, as if they were beasts that were about to devour people, captivating people's hearts and souls.

Di Jun's voice was indifferent: "What happened?"

The commotion on the other side of the ladder was not small, and Di Jun and the others could hear it here.

The guards of Nantianmen came to report, holding their weapons and tremblingly said: "Chang... Goddess Changxi descended from the lunar star to fetch the human beings, but the human beings at the head cut off the ladder, and now all the people at the front have fallen down. , and the rest returned to the ground."

Thinking of the scene of the human being cutting off the ladder, even though he was used to seeing all kinds of gossip at Nantianmen, he still felt a chill in his heart.

That's a race of tens of thousands of people, and that human being can chop off the ax so easily.

After killing so many people, I don't know if he will feel uneasy and have nightmares when he dreams back at midnight.

"Oh, do you know that we are coming, have you prepared the human soul in advance?" Kunpeng could already think of the scene at that time after hearing this, and wished he could go and see it himself, "Emperor of Heaven, this is a good opportunity. Tens of thousands of souls can be handed over by the human race, can we take advantage of this time to start refining the witch-slaying sword?"

Being personally murdered by one's own clan, these human souls must be extremely resentful, and the refined witch-slaying sword must be full of evil spirits.In this way, dealing with the witch clan is even more effective.

Di Jun responded, and wiped the sword embryo with his fingers, blood red and fresh blood flowed down, gradually merging into the sword embryo.

The next moment, there was a strong wind around the sword embryo, and the cold whirlwind turned into several golden lights, flying towards all directions.

Kunpeng suppressed his smile and quietly took a step back.

It started, the sword embryo began to hunt human souls.

The wind is howling, and this night is not at all peaceful for humans.

First, their clansman betrayed, and then several golden beasts flew from the sky, devouring the souls of the humans who had just died in front of them.

These are their children and elders.

The Suiren brandished his long sword, trying to stop the golden beast in front of him.

However, physical damage can't stop these ferocious beasts that are only aimed at the soul, and they can only watch them devour human souls bit by bit.

Chang Xi made a move, waved his wide sleeves, and attacked a ferocious beast.

The next moment, a sharp cry sounded, and Chang Xi's back hurt and he fell to the ground.

"Chang Xi!" Chang'e hurriedly wanted to help him, but Kunpeng had already grabbed Chang Xi and held her in his sharp claws.

"Kunpeng!" Chang'e looked at Kunpeng coldly.

Kunpeng opened his beak and said: "I advise you not to interfere in this matter. The Emperor of Heaven was very angry when he heard that you dared to help humans secretly. If it weren't for your help before, it would not be as simple as a paw at this time." .”

Chang'e: "If you do unrighteous things, you will all be punished one day."

Kunpeng sneered and looked down on her.

Throwing Chang Xi into Chang'e's arms casually, Kunpeng looked at Suiren who was holding a sword and staring at him, and sneered: "Human leader, for the sake of the young talents of your human race giving me enough jokes today, I also I don’t care about you anymore. Tens of thousands of souls are enough, waiting for the Yaozu to win, I will reward your human race for your help this time.”

Suiren's face was almost reddened.

Half angry, usually ashamed.

The one who was angry was Kunpeng's haughty and shameless words, and the one who was ashamed was that he believed that villain Wu Gang credulously.

"By the way." Kunpeng was about to leave, but at this moment he suddenly said, "I don't think you need to wait for the final line, he hasn't come back for so long, I'm afraid he has already been crushed by the strong wind 33 days away? "

Kunpeng laughed wildly, belittling Final Yao mercilessly.

He provoked again and again, and Suiren finally couldn't bear it, and swung his long sword at him.

Kunpeng sneered and swept his wings.

The Suiren was swept away dozens of meters and hit the cliff, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Overestimating one's abilities." Kunpeng said coldly.

No longer caring about the little human being in front of him, Kunpeng drove away Chang Xi, who was in the way, and turned back to the heavenly court.

At this time, the soul absorbed by the Wu Tu Sword is about to be completely absorbed, and the bloody aura surrounding it is getting stronger and stronger.

The red sword light soared into the sky, covering the entire 33 heavens.

In the east of the heaven, in a beautifully decorated palace, the young man in white gradually opened his eyes and withdrew his consciousness of exploring the astrolabe.

"What's wrong?" Fuxi looked at the sky-high evil spirit, got up and walked out the door.

"Great God!" The guards on both sides of the door lowered their halberds subconsciously, and after realizing it, they quickly withdrew their weapons with pale faces.

Fuxi pointed to the center of the red light and asked, "What happened over there?"

The two guards looked at each other, their lips trembling, not knowing what to say or not.

Fuxi glanced at them: "Tell the truth."

The guard bowed his head and said vaguely: "The Emperor of Heaven is refining the witch-slaying sword."

He spoke very fast, but Fuxi still grasped the point: "Wu Tujian, where did Di Jun get tens of thousands of souls?"

The guard didn't dare to say a word this time.

A bad premonition flashed in Fuxi's heart, he swept away the two people in front of him, and flew towards the altar.

The closer it was, the grief, hatred and resentment contained in the evil spirit swept towards Fuxi's cheek like a sharp knife.

What did Di Jun do?

Fuxi became more and more confused, and hurried to the altar.

On the altar of a high platform, a blood-red long sword gradually took shape, and the material used to forge the sword... was human spirits.

"Di Jun!" Fu Xi hurried to the altar, waved his right hand, the blue divine power blocked the overflowing sword energy, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Di Jun thought secretly that he still didn't stop him, but his face remained calm: "As fellow Taoists have seen, in order to deal with the ancestor witch, I am refining the witch-slaying sword."

"Using tens of thousands of gods and souls as the material to refine the witch-slaying sword?" Fuxi asked loudly, "Don't you think this will hurt the harmony of heaven?"

"Is it hurting Tianhe?" Di Jun lowered his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Let's not talk about what humans have to do with my monster race. Besides, if I go to contact the spirits of these dead humans, who will take pity on my children? They He also died, was killed by the Wu Clan, and his body turned into a cold ballista, which was used to point at his relatives and fellow clansmen! What's more, these human souls will disappear after death, I just accelerated their process in advance That's all."

Fuxi: "I'm afraid the Emperor of Heaven is joking. How can the human race have tens of thousands of spirits for you to drive in recent years?"

Di Jun sneered: "Then we have to ask the human race itself?"

Fuxi was puzzled.

With a wave of Di Jun's right hand, the scene of Wu Gang smashing through the heavenly steps and killing his fellow clan appeared before Fuxi's eyes.

"Have you seen it?" Di Jun sneered, "Killing one's own race for one's own selfish desire is what human beings do. Does such a person still have the value of protection?"

Fuxi doesn't pay attention to how human beings fight each other, he pays more attention to the mood of the final line.What's more, Di Jun's move really hurt the peace of heaven. Let alone human beings, even other creatures are really embarrassing.

"When something like this happens, Fuxi can no longer work with the Yaozu." Fuxi turned around and was about to leave.

A formation appeared under his feet, turning into thousands of chains and winding towards Fuxi.

Fuxi was proficient in formations, and he avoided a blow sharply. However, there were countless formations of courage in all directions, and the chains turned into chains firmly controlled him at the center of the formations.

"I'm sorry, you can't leave yet." Di Jun stood in front of him indifferently, "After Zhou Tian's Star Dou formation is activated and Zu Wu is killed, I will let fellow daoists come out in person."

"Baihu!" Di Jun ordered coldly, "Take fellow Taoist Fuxi to his star position."

Baihu appeared, holding Fuxi's shoulders with two hands like pincers: "Sorry, I offended."

Fuxi lived in the cage, closed his eyes and said nothing.

With the formation, he and Di Jun may be on par, but after all, the Heavenly Court is the territory of the monster race, so it is easy for the other party to control him.

Presumably Di Jun had already prepared for his possible departure, so he prepared the trap in advance.

The witch-slaying sword has been completed, and the five stars of 360 are in their place.Di Jun stood on the altar, and with a wave of his right hand, the huge witch-slaying sword shrunk several times and was held in his hand.

33 The strong wind of the heavy sky made Dijun's clothes flutter, and countless star patterns spun around the sky and Dijun's body. Looking at the ancestral witch who was about to cast Pangu's real body below, Dijun's voice spread throughout the whole prehistoric world: "Monsters, listen! make!"

The power of billions of stars gathered in the sky, and the day was dyed into day and night, and one star after another shone brightly.

Almost at the same time, at the place where the ancestral witches gathered, a red light rose into the sky.Then it exuded a powerful force, as if it had been opened up from the wilderness.

That power was so strong that almost as soon as it appeared, it clenched the eyes of all the prehistoric creatures.

They couldn't help looking up to the sky, and there was a huge figure standing there.

He is huge, as if he is as high as the sky and the earth, and his eyes are red and blue, like the sun star and the moon star of the monster race.A hand is bigger than that star.

A nameless panic spread in the hearts of the prehistoric creatures. They looked at the sky and guessed in panic: "What is that, is it the Wu Clan? Why is it so huge?"

"Could it be that the great god Pan Gu has been resurrected, and only the great god Pan Gu can have such a huge body?"

The speculation seemed to grow wings, spreading to the ears of all living beings in the wild, so that they didn't notice that the originally bright stars in the sky began to become hot.

The attack started almost instantly.Countless stars changed color and were extremely hot, like falling meteors, carrying hundreds of millions of killing power to attack the prehistoric world.

Pan Gu's real body waved the phantom-like axe, smashing the stars one by one.The meteors that exploded turned into dots of red light and splashed in all directions. Every piece of gravel exploded on the person's body, and quickly penetrated the person's body, taking his life away.

The violent impact made the world start to shake.As if the scene of the collapse of Buzhou Mountain reappeared, countless creatures did not dare to stay in the center of the battle, and quickly looked for places to hide.

Next to Pangu's body, Jumang asked: "The 360 ​​five main stars, which one should we hit first?"

Zhou Tian Xingdou big formation relied on the power of heavy demon gods, and among them, Di Jun and Fuxi were the eyes of the formation.

The guards around Di Jun are very strict, so he must take care of many people.

As for that Fuxi...

Xuan Ming narrowed his eyes and pointed to the east: "The ballista is ready, shoot!"

On the other side, after finishing collecting the nine souls, before a smile spread on his face, the shock from the prehistoric also traveled 33 days away.

Surprised in his heart, the last line had no time to rest, and immediately rushed to the 33rd heaven.