Chapter 47 Lich Fighting

At this time, Di Jun is also full of confidence. He and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi are in the late stage of quasi-sage, and Kunpeng, Nuwa, Fuxi and others are all in the middle stage of quasi-sage. Now the demons can be said to be full of talents and ambitions. Di Jun stood against Luo Heshu and soon rushed to Dijiang. As the saying goes, when enemies meet, his eyes are particularly red. Now Di Jun's eyes are as red as rabbits, shouting "Dijiang, go to hell."

The mana was infused into the Luohe book, and bursts of illusions like broken mountains and rivers attacked the Dijiang River. However, Di Jun obviously forgot that the witch did not cultivate the yuan god, and the spiritual attack basically did no harm to the witch. For a while, the rest of the ancestral witches also rushed forward to help the Dijiang. How can the rest of the demon clan let the ancestral witch come to help? Taiyi relied on the Chaos Bell to guard him and stopped the four ancestral witches, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang Mang, Qiangliang and Tianwu.

The chaotic clock above Taiyi's head exuded bursts of chaotic atmosphere. Sometimes he hit the clock with his hand to make waves that seemed to exterminate everything. He flew to Zuwu. Zhu Rong was full of flames. The sentence of light kept attracting vines to entangled the Eastern Emperor, making it impossible to unfold. Qiangliang attracted thousands of miles of thunder clouds, constantly splitting the chaotic clock, and there was Tianwu beside him. The wind was rolled up, but the attacks of several ancestral witches were stopped by the chaotic bell, and they were indeed deadlocked for a while. Fuxi entangled Gonggong and collected it. Fuxi definitely couldn't beat it with one against two, but Gonggong, Tianwu and the two wanted to quickly swing Fuxi's entanglement, and they could not join other battlefields.

Kunpeng has no good magic weapon, but he also relied on his impressive speed to forcibly drag down the late Tuzu witch, and the remaining nine demon saints fought against the four ancestral witches. For a moment, only the corpse and Xuanming rushed to Dijun and joined the battle circle between Dijun and Dijiang. Dijun protected himself with Hetuluoshu, fighting against Dijiang alone. Xuanming and the corpse. Dijiang was a space ancestor witch, which was extremely fast. In addition, the spiritual attack was of great use for the witch. Extraorcre than the corpse was rough and thick in front. Xuan Ming kept shooting bone arrows. For a moment, the four of them also played loudly. Kill it!..." Suddenly, it was dense, like an ant. Under the leadership of the demon leaders, billions of the demon clan rushed into the battlefield. It was the demon clan who watched their emperor and emperor fighting outside, and now came out to help.

"Hmm..." Seeing the endless demon clan appear, Dijiang took time to snor coldly and also roared, "Erlang of the witch clan, come up and kill the demon clan with me." Kill..." As soon as Dijiang's words fell, countless shouts filled the whole space again. Then, countless witches rushed into the battlefield under the leadership of the witches, blocking the endless demon clan. Obviously, the witches were also well prepared.

On the battlefield, the leaders of the two sides restrained each other, but the war between the lich soldiers on the battlefield was indeed extremely tragic, and the demon clan suffered a big loss. Although the demon clan has an advantage in the number of people, it is far inferior to the witch clan in terms of quality, especially the quality of the master. Under the leadership of Xing Tian, Fengbo, Yushi, Chi You, Xiang Liu, Jiufeng, Hou Yi, Kuafu and other great witches, the witches are simply one-sided slaughter. For a while, although the high-level officials of the two sides were still intertwined, the clans under them were killed and injured. In less than a day, hundreds of millions of demon soldiers were killed, and the witches suffered very few casualties, less than 10,000 people.

In the war with such a large number of people, he was anti-slaughtered. How could this not make the senior officials of the demon clan anxious? The leader of the demon clan did not have the heart to continue to fight. Di Jun hurriedly shocked Luoheshu, forced away the three ancestral witches who were besieging, and then held the Luoheshu like a turtle shell, strong Under countless attacks, he flew to the battlefield of Taiyi and the four ancestral witches, separated several people who were fighting, and then constantly interspersed the battlefield of the lich leader, separating the people. A quarter of an hour later, there was a quiet confrontation between the two sides.

Seeing that the crowd finally stopped, Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Taiyi. Taiyi was also a smart person. In an instant, he understood a trace of Di Jun. He opened his mouth and sprayed blood on the chaotic clock. He knocked hard and made a loud noise. The army of the crazy killing of the whole battlefield woke up, and the sight of the whole battlefield was concentrated. On the bosses on both sides, Di Jun waved his hand to signal the retreat of the demon army. When the witches saw that the ancestral witches and the demons had stopped fighting in the sky, they didn't know whether they would continue to kill, nor did they chase and kill the retreating demons. At this time, Dijiang waved his hand and motioned the witches to retreat. Xing Tian and others were unwilling to lead the troops back to stand behind the ancestors.

Di Jun said to the twelve ancestral witches on the opposite side, "This melee is considered to be the defeat of my demon clan. Do you witch clan dare to fight with us?" Gaga, you are at a disadvantage. Why should we listen to you? As long as the twelve of us pester you, the mess below is not a dish in the mouth of my witch. After listening to Di Jun's words, Zhu Rong said with a smile. Nearly 100 million witch warriors behind Zhu Rong also smiled when they heard Zhu Rong's words. Looking at Di Jun's eyes were also a kind of idiot's eyes. What, you don't dare?" After listening to the insults of the witch, Di Jun did not get angry, but said slowly.

The exciting general method, an absolute exciting general method, but it is simple, direct and effective, and even more effective for the witch clan. Sure enough..." Bah, who said that we don't dare, and we witches are afraid of? Come here with your horse. Zhu Rong shouted immediately. Demon child, what kind of formation can you have that you dare to fight with the descendants of Pangu? Gonggong is not willing to show weakness. Dijiang waved his hand to stop the shouting of other ancestral witches. Dijiang said, "Dijun, you demons want to fight if you can't beat them. Why should we promise you? What are the benefits of winning the battle? After listening to Dijiang's words, without waiting for Di Jun to speak, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi said directly, "As long as the master of the demon clan is still there, you kill some soldiers, and there is no injury to the overall situation. As long as we can tell the victory or defeat, the war between the two ethnic groups will be won or lose." This Donghuang Taiyi has such a big tone that he talks about the casualties of hundreds of millions of demon soldiers as the injury-free overall situation. However, in fact, this is true. The high-level battle is directly related to the victory or defeat of the bottom battle. As long as Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi and others defeat the twelve ancestral witches, even if all the demons are dead, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi and others It can also slaughter nearly 100 million witch warriors. The twelve ancestors of the witch discussed it, and he also felt that what the Eastern Emperor Taiyi said was reasonable. After thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, so he nodded to Di Jun and agreed.

Seeing the consent of the witch clan, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were all relieved. Although what I just said was that killing hundreds of millions is a small problem, who is willing to bear such a big loss unless they have to. As if he had a good heart, Di Jun and the Twelve Zu Wu were facing each other at the same time. The soldiers behind them waved their hands and waved back the soldiers.

"Are you ready?" Di Jun seemed to ask the ancestral witches, or his own inquiry.

"Come on!" The ancestral witches nodded and waited for Di Jun to be arrayed.