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Chapter 302 The Symphony of Sorrow

In order to prevent the human race from being harmed, Cao Xiaolong took out the Qiankun Ding and threw it away. The Qiankun Ding transformed into a thousand-foot-high sky, standing between the human race's holy land and the Aegean Sea with thousands of rays of light.

This place was immediately sucked into the Qiankun Cauldron, without affecting the human race or the creatures in the Aegean Sea at all.

Panlong Mountain is protected by a large mountain guard formation, so naturally it cannot be affected.

"Human beings are punished for their evil deeds, but what about the evil deeds of that day? The battle between the lich and the lich was devastated, and countless people were killed and injured. Is it the evil of heaven or the evil of man?" Cao Xiaolong sighed softly, and slowly walked into Xiaoyao Pavilion with his hands behind his back, making a creaking sound.

The door to Xiaoyao Pavilion was slammed shut.

It is said that the two Lich clans used their own skills to kill people in Buzhou Mountain, but they were blinded by the coming of the great catastrophe. They did not care about the world and the common people, causing endless killings and karma. The two clans used their respective clan-suppressing formations to fully activate their power.

, corpses of direct killings littered the fields, and blood flowed into rivers. Whether they were involved in the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation or those who were not involved in the formation, everyone was killed with red eyes.

Waves of blood rolled, blood rain poured down, and countless severed limbs and arms, internal organs, and body parts were splashed everywhere. Various lich secret techniques turned into brilliant brilliance. Each ray of light passing by would definitely take away one or more people cruelly.

A life. A life... is like a failure at this moment, not worth half a penny!

In the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, the Lich tried his best, as if it was fate, the Dutian Shensha Formation once again clashed with the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. The twelve Dutian Shensha Formations were firmly held in the hands of the Ancestral Witch, suppressing the formation.

Every time it is waved, it will surely bring about a sad and beautiful light, and it will also lead to the demise of countless lives. Every time the stars and stars flash by, it will definitely be the time when countless warriors of the Wu clan are killed.

By this time, both sides have become red-blooded, and too many tribesmen have died. No one has the courage to retreat. The battle between lich and witches is endless, only one of them will survive, or both will die. Only one of them will survive, or both will die.

Only blood can wash away the hatred accumulated between the two races for thousands of years.

Densely packed starlights shuttled and writhed in the sky, and evil spirits rose into the sky, entangled and strangled with the starlights. The two sides fought evenly. But the longer the time dragged on, the problem gradually came to light. Zhou Tianxingdou used the heaven and earth for his injections.

The power of the stars and the operation of the formation do not rely on the supply of one's own skills. The demon soldiers only need to control it, and even if it is consumed, it can be replenished quickly.

But the Witch Clan cannot do that. The Dutian Shensha Formation relies on the behavioral manipulation of the major ancestral witches, and every point is consumed. Moreover, there are two gates in the formation that only rely on the protection of the great witches, so they inherently suffer a lot. When controlling the formation,

If it is unbearable to operate, sooner or later it will inevitably fall into the murderous intent of the Zhoutian Star Formation, and defeat will be inevitable sooner or later.

Di Jiang and others also knew about this fatal flaw, but they could not think of a good way to solve it. They could only try to delay it and try to break through the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation in the shortest possible time.

Donghuang Taiyi hid himself next to Dutian Shensha and observed the movement of the formation for a long time. At this time, he estimated that the opportunity was about to jump out and shouted in a cold voice: "Today is the day of your death!!" With that, Donghuang Taiyi offered sacrifices to the Donghuang Bell.

, a breath of essence was sprayed on the clock.

Donghuang Zhongyou made a loud sound that shook the sky. The sound of the bell was long, powerful and majestic. It fully displayed the characteristics of Donghuang Zhongyin Gong and was extremely penetrating!

The Dutian Shensha Formation suffered a sudden and heavy collision. The two great witches could no longer hold on. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces were ashen. Their whole bodies looked depressed. Xuanming Banner and Houtu Banner let out a wail, and their flags

There was a crack, but it turned into two halves. Without the support of the two great wizards, the Dutian Shensha formation was twisted by the starlight, and it was instantly broken.

It only took a moment for the Dutian Shensha Formation to be broken. Ten great ancestral witches jumped out, but the other two great witches had not yet recovered. They saw two cold lights passing through, and two holes as big as bowls appeared in their chests, and blood gurgled out.

.The two great wizards looked down in disbelief.

He moved his head towards his chest, then tilted his head, but it turned out to be dead. Under the strafing of starlight and the rotation of stars, the corpses of the two great witches were forcibly sucked into the swirling vortex of stars, turned into ashes, and the bodies belonging to them were also smashed.

Both Houtu and Xuanming have the flag of the gods.

The ten great ancestral witches came to their senses and found such a miserable situation. They all bared their teeth in anger.

Di Jiang's face was as heavy as water. He glanced around and saw that in the originally densely packed formation, only a few angry sounds could be heard. It was obvious that all the Wu tribe men and horses brought this time had probably been exhausted. Di Jiang's heart was dripping.

Blood, the Witch Clan is heading towards destruction step by step under his own leadership. With all the members of the clan dead, how can Di Jiang have the dignity to survive?

"Donghuang Taiyi, I want you to die badly!!" Di Jiang, who had always been gentle and gentle, became angry at this time, more powerful than other ancestral witches. It is said that good people do not get angry easily, and when they do get angry, they must use thunderous means. Di Jiang

Exactly this kind of person.

Donghuang Taiyi succeeded in breaking through the Dutian Shensha formation in a sneak attack. Feeling a little proud, he casually found a star to settle down and looked at the angry ancestral witch with a cold smile.

"But how can a bunch of clowns be brave? If you don't want me to die a good death, I can use whatever means you can, but I'm afraid you won't be able to do that!" Donghuang Taiyi said sarcastically with a cold eye.

Di Jianghei's face was sullen and expressionless, but his heart was boiling with anger, and he wished he could crush the arrogant Donghuang Taiyi to death. Suddenly Di Jiang turned around fiercely, bowed to the other nine ancestral witches, and said: "

Di Jiang is incompetent and has brought the Wu Clan into such a situation. It is no longer possible to live in this world. The future of the Wu Clan is entrusted to you!"

All the nine ancestral shamans became pale and wanted to persuade him, but Di Jiang was determined to die and did not give them a chance to persuade him.

Before Di Jiang finished speaking, his figure skyrocketed by dozens of feet again, and he was already in front of Donghuang Taiyi with one step.

Donghuang Taiyi smiled coldly, his eyes full of disdain, thinking how could Dijiang alone be my opponent. Donghuang Taiyi urged the Donghuang Bell to make a roar again, and sound waves struck towards Dijiang, passing by

Everywhere the void collapsed and the stars shattered.

Di Jiang's eyes were firm and he stared at Donghuang Taiyi. He ignored the attack of the sound wave and just rushed towards Donghuang Taiyi. The sound wave fell on Di Jiang and instantly drew blood marks on his body. The bright red flesh and blood turned around, and Di Jiang looked like

Unheard of, it seems that the one who is injured is not himself, but others.

"Not good!" Donghuang Taiyi keenly felt that Dijiang was going to hurt both sides, and he had a bad heart. He quickly called back Donghuang Taiyi, and the yellow light protected his whole body.

But Dijiang's reputation as the fastest ancestral witch is not for nothing. Just as Donghuang Taiyi defended his body, Dijiang had already rushed to Donghuang Taiyi's door.
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