Chapter 68 Witches, Hongjun's Call

"How is it possible? How can twelve black lotus appear in the hands of Zhenyuanzi?..."

"And Zhen Yuanzi just tore up the space and left. How can this be... Not to mention that Zhen Yuanzi has run out of oil at this time, relying on the protective array arranged around by the demon clan is not something that ordinary people can tear. Even if it is difficult during Zhenyuanzi's victory period, it is difficult. At this time, it is so easy to tear open the solidified space when he is seriously injured behind him. How is this possible? ...."

Looking at 'Zhen Yuanzi' so easily absorbing the dark clouds in the sky and tearing away the space, the people around him suddenly became surprised and discussed one after another. They all felt that Zhen Yuanzi was too strange this time.

"Big brother... Just now..."

At this time, Laozi's face was full of solemnly looking at Zhang Han. Unlike those Honghuang gods, they are either Daluo Jinxian or quasi-saint's cultivation. Laozi has the cultivation of the four heavens of saints, and his spiritual sense is naturally incomparable. Just on the body of 'Zhen Yuanzi', Laozi also found a trace of difference, just like the 'Zhen Yuanzi' just now is not Zhen Yuanzi at all. It's really weird.

Zhang Han's face was also full of solemnity at this time. He was more careful than Lao Tzu. Just now, although he didn't know what had happened to Zhen Yuanzi, Zhang Han was also keenly aware that although Zhen Yuanzi' just now was still that body, it was really strange, just like what I thought. Well, it doesn't look like Zhen Yuanzi at all.

He frowned and thought for a long time. Zhang Han didn't think what had happened to Zhen Yuanzi. He could only shake his head and look at the place where Zhen Yuanzi disappeared, but his eyes were shining with inexplicable light.

Compared with the speculations of those war-watching gods and Zhang Han Sanqing, the demons of Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi were dark at this time. They didn't know what was like about 'Zhen Yuanzi'. All they knew was that their demon clan was ashamed again, and it was lost to one person.

Under the situation of absolute advantage and under the attention of the public, their demons completely lost their faces this time. For a moment, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at the place where Zhen Yuanzi disappeared, but their eyes were extremely vicious.

"Give the order, search for me, search fiercely, even if I turn the world of famine, I will find out Zhen Yuanzi..." Di Jun's eyes flashed with murderous intent and ordered to the demons around him. At this time, Di Jun was extremely angry.

"Hahaha..... Our demon emperor, what's the matter? Oh, did you kill your son by others!..."

Just when Di Jun and the demon clan were extremely angry, the ripples in the surrounding space suddenly flashed, and the twelve figures slowly came out of the air. Then, a violent gloating laughter appeared in everyone's ears, which also made the furious mood of Dijun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi demon clan even more angry. Come on.

"Woth..."

The furious Di Jun looked at the twelve figures and instantly recognized the twelve figures, because the twelve figures were not someone else, but the twelve ancestor witches of the witch.

Looking at the gloating in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestors Witch, Di Jun's eyes suddenly sparkled with crazy murderous intent. An angry flame that seemed to lift heaven and earth kept jumping in the bottom of his heart, and his hands behind his back were also clenched together fiercely, and the blue veins like dragons rose fiercely, showing that Di Jun How vigorous the anger is.

Twelve Zu Wu looked at Di Jun's angry face and suddenly smiled in his heart. They had been discussing for a long time in the Pangu Hall, but they had always decided whether to come to the feast of the demon clan or not to make trouble, but they never made up their mind.

After Zhen Yuanzi appeared and robbed Di Jun's son, the witches who received the news suddenly ran over in a hurry under the final tone of the boss Di Jiang. What are you doing here in such a hurry? That's need to say? Naturally, it is to make trouble and damage the demon clan. For its old opposition, the witch clan does not lose any opportunity to attack.

"Oh! Our demon emperor, what's wrong with you... Why do you look at us with such an unhappy face? We are here today to wish your son a birthday to your Majesty the Demon Emperor. Anyway, we are guests! How can you treat us guests like this?..."

At this time, Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, jumped in front of the demon clans such as Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi with a strange smile on his face, looked at Di Jun with a strange smile, shook his head and said, that he really owes a beating.

"Zhu Rong, you witches, don't bully people too much..." Seeing that Zhu Rong was so presumptuous, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi finally couldn't help jumping out and shouted at Zhu Rong. At the same time, a depressing breath also burst out of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in vain, showing that at this time, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was also angry. Extremely angry.

"Oh, ah... Your Majesty, why do you say that? You demons are going to hold a big banquet. This is what you demons said. Our witches are here to send blessings now. Can't we witches come? Or do you demons look down on our witches?..."

He completely ignored the angry Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but Zhu Rong shouted strangely again, as if he had suffered a lot of injustice. Then, his tone changed in vain. He looked at Di Jun, and his tone was full of deep dissatisfaction and asked Di Jun. With Zhu Rong's questioning, behind him was the face of an ancestral witch. The color also suddenly became gloomy, as if she was ready to take action at any time.

"You..." Seeing Zhu Rong, the Eastern Emperor wanted to fight back when he had a meal, but he was stopped by Di Jun and stared at Zhu Rong fiercely.

Although Di Jun's heart at this time is extremely angry, he can't wait to kill the ancestral witches in front of him, but he knows that he can't. You should know that the witches are the real giants of Honghuang. Not to mention whether his demons can fight, even if his demons can win, it must be a tragic victory. Therefore, before there is no certainty of winning. Di Jun didn't dare to start the war in person.

He took a deep breath, calmed down the endless anger in his heart, and forced his voice to calmly answer to Zhu Rong:

"Zhu Rongzu witch and all the ancestor witches are misunderstanding. Since our demon clan is a big banquet, the witch clan can naturally come. How can we look down on the witch clan? Zhu Rongzuwu was joking... It's just that today, my demon clan has a little trouble, so if there is a little hospitality, please forgive me..."

At this time, Di Jun's tone was extremely polite. If people who didn't know the relationship between witches and demons heard it, they would think how good friends they would be.

At this time, the ancestral witches of the witches suddenly had a feeling of extreme depression, as if a person had full of strength and gathered on his fists. When they were ready to hit down, they found that their target had run away and disappeared. The feeling of failure was really It makes the ancestral witches of the witches extremely depressed!

However, Di Jun's kind attitude is indeed an excuse for the ancestral witches to make trouble. Whether Di Jun's words are true or false, Di Jun, as the demon emperor, said so. How can his witch family continue to make trouble with others? Looking at each other, the twelve ancestors and witches all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Di Jiang took a step forward and said to Di Jun, "The demon emperor is indeed a demon emperor. Di Jun is indeed a demon emperor. I admire it. Well, this time, our witch clan will go back, but the green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows long. Next time, I hope that when our lich clans meet again, we can still be like today..."

After saying that, after saying hello to the rest of the ancestral witches, Dijiang took the lead in tearing open the space and walked in. The eleven ancestral witch behind him saw that his boss had left. He also looked deeply at Dijun, so he followed Dijiang to the torn space and soon walked left.

A terrible storm was silently resolved by Di Jun before it could be staged.

"This Dijun is able to bend and stretch. He is a talent..."

"Yes, as a demon emperor, he actually did this. He is handsome enough..."

Looking at the retreat of the witch clan, the Honghuang gods around them also looked at Di Jun's eyes with a trace of admiration. They thought that since the witch clan had come, they would naturally make trouble, but they didn't expect that they were sent away by Di Jun in a few words to solve the storm, and Di Jun was the demon emperor. He can bow to the witch clan, which is also enough to prove that Di Jun is a person of great wisdom and perseverance, which really makes them admire.

Sanqing also said with admiration at this time, "Di Jun is a character..." His tone was also full of praise. Obviously, although Di Jun lowered his identity this time, everyone looked at Di Jun with appreciation.

However, only Zhang Han did not pay attention to Di Jun at this time, but he kept flashing Zhen Yuanzi's figure at this time. Zhang Han felt that this matter must not be so simple.

"Hm..." Zhang Han, who was meditating, suddenly frowned slightly and raised his head. His eyes looked nine days away, but his heart was full of doubts. What the hell is going on? Why did Hongjun summon himself and others at this time? It seems that something really happened. Zhang Han's heart was full of heaviness at this time. What would be the little thing that could shock Hongjun? Yes, Zhang Han just received a message from Hongjun, so that he could rush to the Chaos Zixiao Palace now, and Zhang Han guessed that he must be the only one who received this message.

Sure enough, Zhang Han's idea just flashed, and the old man beside him said to Zhang Han, "Big brother, why did Mr. Hongjun pass the message to us?..." Tong Tian and Primitive also looked at Zhang Han with a doubtful face. Obviously, Sanqing also received the message from Hongjun.

"Big Brother..."

"Big Brother..."

At this time, the reception and Nuwa also came to Zhang Han, and looked at Zhang Han's eyes with a trace of doubt. Obviously, they also received a message from Hongjun.

"What is Hongjun doing? Unexpectedly, I called them all?..." Thousands of thoughts floated in his heart, but on his face, Zhang Han still said, "I don't know Mr. Hongjun's will, but let's go to Zixiao Palace first!" Don't let Mr. Hongjun wait in a hurry..."

"En.,,," Everyone nodded and immediately went to the chaos above the thirty-three days, through the sky, through the chaos. Soon, everyone came to a mysterious and simple hall, which was written with the three characters "Zixiao Palace", which was also the seclusion of Taoist Hongjun. The land.

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