Chapter 254 The wind surges, the lich fights again

Dijiang looked at the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was fighting with the other six ancestral witches in the distance. Especially when he saw the layer of burning purple flames above the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's body, Dijiang couldn't help flashing a trace of palpitations on his face, but the palpitations soon disappeared, and it was replaced by anger.

Dijiang is angry. He thinks that Dijiang is the boss of the twelve ancestors of the witch clan. His cultivation is the peak of quasi-saint. In the whole flood and famine world, he is also a famous figure. Now he is actually made like this by the Eastern Emperor. How can he not make Dijiang angry?

"Roar!" With a roar, Dijiang's four wings flashed again, one dodged, and attacked the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in an instant.

Although the ancestral witches are trying their best to attack there, it is true that the cultivation of the seven ancestral witches and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi are really huge. There is a whole cultivation level difference between the two sides. It is really difficult for the ancestral witches to cause damage to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

In addition, the attack of the seven ancestral witches is really too scattered. Each time, only one ancestral witch or two ancestral witches attack the Eastern Emperor Taiyi at the same time. In this way, the ancestral witches basically can't break the purple flame shield of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and can't cause any damage to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi at all.

Moreover, the ancestral witches can't hurt the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, but they have witnessed the power of the purple flame of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi with their own eyes. Therefore, the ancestral witches naturally dare not stain their bodies with purple flames, and can only constantly avoid the purple flames on the Eastern Emperor's body and avoid the Eastern Emperor Tai. The real fire of the sun was released, so as not to be burned by the real fire of the sun like the Dijiang River, and then make a miserable appearance.

For this, the seven ancestral witches are extremely helpless! If they can't fight, they can't even break the defense. What should they do? Suddenly, after a while, the ancestral witches understood that they were just doing useless work, and they did not continue to attack. The seven Zuwu Dijiang and others stopped at the same time, looked at each other, then nodded, stood together, and waved their fists at the Eastern Emperor Taiyi at the same time.

"Rumble!!"

The punch of the seven ancestral witches is not a simple punch. This punch is all mixed with their respective talents. The law is right. After one punch, suddenly, the white giant fist, the huge giant wood, the top of Mount Tai, the golden fist... With the punches of the seven great witches, and these attacks suddenly gathered together in the air and turned into a huge fist shadow, with fierce power, cutting through the space, with a rumbling sound, and attacking the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

When the Eastern Emperor Taiyi saw the seven Zuwumen standing together and punching him, he immediately felt bad. He hurriedly operated the mana and urged the golden black day to stimulate the purple sun to defend under the real fire, but it was still too late after all.

It's just an instant. The huge fist shadow flew to Taiyi with incomparable power. The purple flame shield of the purple sun could not resist this powerful attack at all. Suddenly, the huge energy broke through the defense of the purple flame shield, and then punched the east fiercely. On the body of Huang Taiyi.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, with the huge punch falling on the mountain of Donghuang Taiyi's body, even the extremely strong body of Yidong Huang Taiyi, under this punch, he only felt that his body had been hit hard by the Wuzhou Mountain. The whole person seemed to have the broken kite flying backwards far away, and in the reverse flight, Dong The qi and blood in Huang Taiyi's body surged up, and one of them couldn't stand it. With a poof, she spewed out a mouthful of golden blood, and the blood floated down all over the sky, as if there was a rain of blood. Second brother..."

"His Majesty the Eastern Emperor..."

After Donghuang Taiyi was hit and spitting blood, Dijun and Kunpeng, who had been secretly paying attention to it, immediately exclaimed a few times, and their tone was also full of worries about Donghuang Taiyi.

For the worries of Di Jun and others, Donghuang Taiyi stabilized his body. After standing in place, he brushed his hand slightly and signaled that Di Jun and others were all right. After Donghuang Taiyi raised his head, the golden pupils changed in vain and became cold and ruthless. The whole person was like a cold-blooded robot. Without any feelings, he just stood still and stared at the seven ancestral witches in the distance. Although the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face was cold and expressionless at this time, in the heart of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the angry flame was like a volcanic eruption. He was actually injured and was beaten and bleeding. Perhaps in the eyes of others, it was normal for seven ancestral witches to spit blood.

But even so, this is also unacceptable to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. His Eastern Emperor Taiyi is now a sub-saint. From the moment he broke through the sub-saint, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi has thought that he was more advanced than Zuwu and their quasi-saints, and he would not have been injured at all.

Moreover, just now, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi said wildly that he wanted a pair of seven to fight against the seven ancestral witches, but now he has been beaten to spit blood, which is no different from fanning the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's face fiercely, which suddenly made the Eastern Emperor Taiyi angry and crazy.

No matter what everyone thinks, the angry Eastern Emperor Taiyi has only one idea in his heart at this moment, that is, fighting, fighting, must beat the seven ancestral witches fiercely, so as to wash away the shame in his heart.

"Chaos Clock..."

Donghuang Taiyi's right hand suddenly pushed, and a burst of fierce sun fire soared on his body again. Then, the chaotic clock appeared and flew to the top of Donghuang Taiyi's head, releasing a large amount of Xuanhuangqi to wrap Donghuang Taiyi into it and condense into a Xuanhuang shield to protect Donghuang Taiyi.

Just now, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was too careless. He did not expect that as a sub-saint, he, who was one level higher than Zu Wu and others, would be injured by Zu Wu. Therefore, under the careless enemy, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi did not release the chaotic clock to protect his body, which caused it. One blow was given to Zu Wu. He vomits blood, otherwise, Chaos Bell is the king of innate spiritual treasures. It is an innate treasure, with infinite power and infinite defense. Even if it is attacked by seven ancestral witches together, how can the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who has the protection of the chaotic bell, be beaten and spit blood so easily?

"Nine Swords Dragon..."

With a cold roar, a golden sword appeared in the hands of the Eastern Emperor, and then it quickly became bigger. Everyone saw nine golden dragons carved on the sword. The dragon's head was heading in different directions, exuding the domineering spirit of contempt for the world. It was the spirit of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. The power was incomparable. The Eastern Emperor waved one by one. Out, the nine golden dragons on the golden sword suddenly seemed to come to life.

"Singing!!"

The sound of the dragon sounded, and the nine golden dragons flew into the air. The ferocious blood basin quickly opened its mouth and bit the seven ancestral witches in front of them fiercely.