Nuwa gritted her teeth and wished she could throw the red hydrangea to kill Yi first:
"As soon as the plain jade arrow is shot, it will be immortal and the prince will fall. The blood feud between the witch clan and the demon clan will be irreversible -"
Tong Gong and the prince are deeply in love. In order to protect Tong Gong, the prince may not hide from the plain jade arrows. And once the prince is killed or injured, how can Tong Gong survive
This is a conspiracy. You know it is a trap, but you have to jump into it and die!
Everyone's heart was heavy, but the Zhoutian Star Formation was suddenly hit hard again. The demon god on the edge was being beaten and screamed in pain. It was the Witch Clan who launched another attack.
At this time, the originally majestic and vast heaven was protected by the light of stars, and many of the palaces on the edge had collapsed. On the opposite side, the originally blue and clear nine-layer sky was filled with the filthy power of the Witch Clan, and there was a faint shadow of Pangu carrying the sky-opening ax, slashing Towards the formation.
Everyone in the demon tribe had no time to think about it, so they could only force themselves to cheer up and continue to resist the collision of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation. Even more because of the anger in their hearts, the star formation actually exploded with unprecedented power!
Di Jun holds the witch-killing sword, and Taiyi holds the East Emperor Bell. They fight with Di Jiang Xuanming and other ancestral witches, and the battle becomes increasingly fierce.
Sometimes the starlight penetrates into the formation of the twelve heavenly gods and evil spirits, violently turning the body of the great witch into pulverized dust; sometimes the power of the evil evil spirits breaks into the Zhoutian star formation, biting the demon clan's body with sharp teeth until blood drips from it.
It seems that the witch clan is stronger, but Di Jiang and other ancestral witches feel bitter in their hearts:
There are many people in the demon tribe, and the Zhoutian Star Formation consumes their energy and the light of the stars. If it drags on for a long time, they will be exhausted at most. It can be replaced by a new batch of demon gods;
But the Twelve Capital Heavenly Divine Evil Formation consumes the Pangu blood in the great witch's body. If it is delayed until the end, they will lose the power of the witch clan and return to ordinary people!
"Damn it, if we continue to drag it on, we may not be able to hold on. Where are Kunpeng and Styx? If Kunpeng stabbed Dijun in the back right now, we would have won long ago!"
The bottom of the East China Sea.
A certain one was instantly killed upon meeting, half-dead, boiled salted fish spit out bubbles, rolled his eyes and stood up.
"I'm already dead..." he said wiltedly, "I won't join the war now. I want to recover from the wounds that have lasted for tens of thousands of years. If I can't, I can still change back to human form... Alas, there is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Yue Kun…”
Dijiang:…
Paralyze Kunpeng!
Rebellious King! Stinky salted fish!
No one can count on him! He betrayed the demon clan by following the demon clan, and escaped from the battlefield by following the witch clan! Damn it!
...No, he was born without a mother, what a fool!
Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Ancestor Minghe faced the Dijiang waiter who came, stroking his beard with a dissatisfied look on his face and sighing: "I helped him kill Fuxi, what else does he have to be dissatisfied with? If I have to take action to even attack the demon clan, what about their ancestral witches?" What?"
Facing the waiter's urging, Ancestor Minghe refused three times in a row, showing that he was not sincere at first sight. The envoy was so angry that he could only leave in anger.
However, as soon as the others left, Ancestor Minghe turned around and went into the depths of the sea of blood, holding the fragments of his Yuan Tu Sword and Abi Sword, feeling extremely distressed.
"My sword is broken, what else should I use to fight him? Di Jun has a witch-killing sword refined from Fuxi's corpse in his hand. I'm going to give up when I see it!"
He smoothed his beard and rolled his eyes: "Forget it, forget it, I'll just be a wallflower and see which side will win, then I'll help whichever side. This is what the ultimate winner should be smart about." Choice... That's right, I'm not a coward, I'm smart... "