Chapter 200 Self-explosion, Emperor Xi falls
Kunpeng watched this scene, his pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect that the ultimate trump card of the Heaven Court could not repel the Wu Clan.
Then the situation that follows is very delicate.
Some different thoughts quietly rose in Kunpeng's mind.
Dijiang spit out a mouthful of blood foam and sneered.
"The Zhoutian Star Fighting Array seems to be just so-so. If my twelve ancestors of witches come together and set up the twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Array, your demon clan will probably be defeated today."
Speaking of this, Dijiang's eyes were filled with some regrets. Houtu, just happened to transform into the six reincarnations before the war.
Otherwise, his Wu Clan might not have no chance to wipe out the demon clan and become the common master of heaven and earth.
In Shouyang Mountain, the Taoist temple of the Taiqing Saint, Xuandu, dressed in a white Taoist robe, stood up and saluted Taiqing, and then asked the doubts in his heart.
"Master, if Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, had not reincarnated, would the witch clan have won the battle against the demon clan?"
Tai Qing pointed to the top of Buzhou Mountain, and Xuan Du looked up immediately. Above Buzhou, the rolling calamity that covered the sky and the sun was as vast as if it had turned into a huge pot cover, covering Buzhou Mountain from top to bottom.
"The calamity generated by the war between witches and demons has far exceeded that of the dragon and Han in those days. The three tribes of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn in those days still ended up like this, not to mention the two tribes of witches and demons."
Xu Du seemed to understand something vaguely.
On Buzhou Mountain, the war started again. After the Zhoutian Stars and the Dutian Gods and Demons formation, everyone fought again.
Donghuang Taiyi took the lead and used the Chaos Bell to fight against the four great ancestor witches Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhurong, and Qiangliang.
Di Jun fought against the two great ancestor witches Tianwu and Rushou.
Fuxi fought against the ancestor witch Ju Mang.
Kunpeng faced the ancestor witch Xizi.
The two demon saints joined forces to fight against the ancestor witch Gonggong and the ancestor witch Xuanming.
In an instant, the battle on Buzhou Mountain started again, with terrifying mana fluctuations.
It expanded greatly, and finally the entire Buzhou Mountain made a huge rumbling sound.
A bloody battle, this was a real bloody battle, a bloody battle of life and death.
Donghuang Taiyi showed the most powerful fighting power of the quasi-saint level. The Chaos Bell was in his hand, heavy and flexible, and the four ancestor witches could not get close to him.
Di Jun was like crazy, attacking Tianwu. If it weren't for the power of Tianwu on the Xuanbing arrow, his nine sons might not have died.
On the other side, the ancestor witch of gold, Rushou, seemed to have found an opportunity.
The law of gold turned into the sharpest long sword in the world, leaving numerous scars on Di Jun.
Fuxi and Kunpeng were both veteran quasi-saints, and it was not difficult for each of them to fight against an ancestor witch.
But he was still concentrating. The crazy ancestor witch was too terrifying. If he was not careful, he would be seriously injured.
The remaining two demon gods fought against the ancestor witch Gonggong and the ancestor witch Xuanming.
It was unknown how long this battle lasted. The two tribes seemed tireless and fearless, and all of them were bloodthirsty.
The mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, the piled up corpses, almost filled up Mount Buzhou.
The tragic scene made all the tribes in the prehistoric world silent.
After an unknown period of time, a sound like a Huangzhong Dalu suddenly rang out in Mount Buzhou.
"Brothers, my younger brother will go first. Hahahaha, I will die without regrets if I can let the saint's brother accompany me to the underworld."
This voice was made by the ancestor witch Ju Mang. He laughed wildly, and the evil spirit that seemed to be real was entangled around him.
It was almost drowning him, and a breath of destruction came from him.
"No, this is self-destruction!"
Fuxi was knowledgeable and saw Ju Mang's intention at once.
He put the Fuxiqin on his body to protect himself, and retreated like crazy, but it was too late!
"Boom!"
The power of Ju Mang's self-explosion directly submerged Fuxi.
A huge sadness appeared in the hearts of all the witches and liches.
Since the war, the top combat forces of both the witches and liches have fallen for the first time!
"No!!!"
Tai Su Tian, Nuwa Palace, Nuwa felt a pain in her heart, and the jade pot in her hand could not be held, and fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.
She reached out with her big hand, cleared the clouds and mist, and was about to rush to Buzhou Mountain, but she had not left Tai Su Tian.
The figures of Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing, and the Western duo have appeared.
"What are you doing?"
Nuwa's expression was extremely sad, and her tone was no longer polite.
"Sister Nuwa, the catastrophe has begun, and the saints cannot interfere. We are doing this for your own good."
Tai Qing sighed.
Yuqing had a blank expression on her face, "Junior Sister Nuwa, go back to the Nuwa Palace."
Tongtian didn't say anything, but his face showed a very reluctant emotion.
The two from the West also wiped their mouths in a pretentious manner, "Back then on Fengqi Mountain, we had a great chat with Taoist Fuxi, but we didn't expect..."
Jieyin sighed, "God is jealous of talents, Junior Sister Nuwa, please accept my condolences."
"Excuse me, my brother is still not clear whether he has really fallen. Two old thieves from the West, if you keep talking nonsense, I will flatten your Mount Xumi."
Nuwa was anxious and stared at Zhunti and Jieyin. The two mountains kept rising and falling, and the innate treasure Qiankun Ding behind them was looming, surging with supreme killing.
Taiqing frowned, "If you two junior brothers are alright, please leave here."
Zhunti smiled brightly, "Junior sister Nuwa, you misunderstood, we have no ill intentions."
"Get lost!"
Nuwa waved her sleeves, her magic power surged, and she blasted Zhunti away millions of miles.
Jie Yin could no longer stay, so he quickly turned into a Brahma light and flew away.
Tai Qing sighed, "We have said all. Sister Nuwa, you can decide for yourself how to act."
The Three Pure Ones turned into a stream of light and left separately.
In Buzhou Mountain, the aftermath of Ju Mang's self-explosion finally dissipated.
A Buzhou mountain range that stretched for millions of miles was blown into dust, and everything returned to chaos and nothingness, and nothing could be seen anymore.
"Brother!"
Di Jiang and others shouted, staring at Donghuang Taiyi with hatred in their eyes, and began to fight back with all their strength. For a while, the situation reversed, and Donghuang Taiyi began to retreat step by step.
I don't know how long it took, but another ancestor witch exploded.
This time, it was the ancestor witch Xizi who exploded.
Fortunately, Kunpeng had been prepared for a long time. At the moment when Xizi exploded, he flapped his wings and flew away from the center of the explosion.
But he was still blown away by the powerful force for hundreds of thousands of miles.
One wing was broken, and the feathers on his body were burned, becoming a bald bird.
But fortunately, the real fatal injuries were not many.
"Damn, these witch ancestors, are they going to die!"
Kunpeng cursed with a gloomy face. If he hadn't been careful, he would have been dead after the self-explosion.
On the other side, Di Jun was still fighting with Tian Wu and Rushou.
Tian Wu was dying under Di Jun's violent attack.
But Di Jun himself was also severely injured by Rushou. The emperor's crown was missing and the emperor's robe became tattered.
Donghuang Taiyi shouted, "Kunpeng, why don't you go to help His Majesty the Demon King?"
"Yes, Demon King."
Kunpeng cursed secretly in his heart, flew to Di Jun, and stopped Rushou.
"Hetu Luoshu!" (End of this chapter)
