The power of Zifu Xianting is still too weak.

With the joint efforts of Di Jun, Kunpeng and several demon saints, a generation of Donghua emperors still fell.

The sea of ​​blood surged, the avenue collapsed, the void collapsed, and the earth collapsed.

All kinds of visions appeared.

The dazzling light shone in the heavens, telling all the immortals in the world that Duke Dongwang had fallen.

And Di Jun and the others also paid a heavy price. Di Jun's evil corpse was killed in the battle, and three of the ten demon saints were killed by Duke Dong.

But to Di Jun, all this was worth it.

Because over the years, Zifu Xianting has become the biggest obstacle to Heaven.

Relatively speaking, the threat from the Wu clan is much smaller.

At this moment, all the powerful people in heaven could feel the fate of the world coming towards them.

Without Xianting, his luck has indeed become much stronger, and Di Jun has already felt that his bottleneck has loosened.

For a moment, Di Jun felt proud.

"Ouch!"

At this moment, Taiyi woke up.

"Second brother! How are you?"

Di Jun quickly helped Taiyi up.

"Brother, kill Prince Dong!"

Hearing Di Jun's voice, Taiyi's body burst out with a strong murderous aura, and he shouted.

"Second brother, Duke Dongwang is dead!"

Speaking of which, the reason why Duke Dongwang was defeated was thanks to Taiyi's smashing of the bell.

Dongwanggong has always been injured, otherwise the price they paid would be even greater.

"died?"

Prince Dong looked confused, hadn't they just arrived?

"Who killed him?"

Di Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head. Taiyi was so stupid in the fight that he forgot what happened just now.

Following the direction pointed by Di Jun, Taiyi saw the body of Duke Dong floating in the void.

Although he was dead, his body still exuded a terrifying power.

Taiyi's face was filled with shock and even more disbelief.

This is Prince Dong!

Although Taiyi looks down on Dong Wanggong as a villain who succeeds, Dong Wanggong's strength cannot be underestimated.

"Really dead?"

Taiyi still couldn't believe it.

Di Jun nodded, yes, dead!

Zifu Xianting is over, everything is so unreal!

"Haha, you have offended my Heavenly Court and acted against me. It's a good death!"

Taiyi smiled.

Their Heavenly Court had been suppressed by the Zi Mansion during this period, but now that the mountain was shattered, their hearts were completely relaxed.

"Brother, Xuanyuan controls the water flag!"

Taiyi thought about it and immediately sent a message to ask.

If the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag returns to Heaven, Heaven's power will be further consolidated.

Di Jun's face darkened, "Didn't you just see it? He was secretly taken away by this old guy Styx! This guy has been secretly waiting for an opportunity."

Taiyi looked confused, did he see it?

no?

Did something just happen that he doesn't remember?

Is there something wrong with his memory?

"court death!"

Taiyi growled, you dare to pick their heavenly peaches, isn't this looking for death?

"Brother, you are here to command the whole crowd."

Taiyi looked at Kunpeng and the Demon Saints, "Demon Master, Jiuying, Bai Ze, follow me to the Netherworld Blood Sea. This Styx River is just a wise man. If he is not Tianshu, then don't blame us."

…

In the Eight Views Palace.

I sighed lightly, a generation of kings has come to an end.

In Yuxu Palace, Kunlun Mountain.

Yuan Shi smiled coldly, Prince Dong definitely brought his own fault and deserved his death.

He stretched out his hand and a remnant soul floated in from the outside.

Just as he was about to crush him, he suddenly felt something in his heart, knowing that this person had a master-disciple relationship with him.

"Forget it, I'll accept you!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a smile appeared on Yuan Shi's face, and with a wave of his hand, a heavenly path led to the outside of Kunlun Mountain.

The Randen Taoist who had just arrived at Kunlun Mountain was startled, and then he stepped onto the Heavenly Path respectfully.

Ran Deng was a little disheartened. Even a strong man like Dong Wanggong died. In this calamity, who can guarantee that he will not die?

If you want to protect yourself, you can only become a disciple of a saint. Maybe God will let him go for the sake of the saint.

I and Nuwa Empress do nothing and will not accept him.

In fact, Tongtian is the first choice, but there are too many disciples of Tongtian, and there are many good and bad ones. Naturally, there are many disciples who are disdainful. If something happens to the disciples, it will be a matter of time.

The West is too barren. Considering safety and subsequent cultivation, Yuanshi Tianzun is the best candidate.

The west.

Zhunti and Jie Yin looked unwilling.

How could Duke Dongwang die?

It shouldn’t be!

They have spied on the secrets of heaven. Duke Dongwang’s fate should not be cut off.

Seeing Ran Deng entering Yuxu Palace, Zhunti and Jie Yin's expressions became even more miserable.

Their Western religion is so poor that they don't even want to have a Golden Immortal, let alone a powerful person like Ran Deng.

…

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

"Zhen Yuanzi, I have met the empress!"

Zhou Yi could feel calm when meeting Nuwa, but Zhen Yuanzi could not.

A saint is a saint after all.

"I've met my uncle, I've met my empress!"

Qingfeng and Mingyue hurry up and say hello.

"Get up!"

Nuwa was like a little woman, following Zhou Yi closely, with such a look that she wished she could cling to her body like this.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi secretly praised, "As expected of a big brother, even a female saint would think of posting it!"

"Zhen Yuanzi, your opportunity is coming!"

Zhou Yi said with a smile, after the destruction of the Zi Mansion, the next step will be the conflict between the Lich and the Lich clan. The human race will probably suffer. It is just right for Zhen Yuanzi to protect the human race and become the ancestor of the earth immortals.

"Brother, are you saying that the conflict between the two lich clans will not disappear, and a powerful conflict will break out?"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, thinking of the weak human race, and felt pity in his heart.

Nuwa frowned and counted with her fingers, but nothing came out.

However, she did not doubt Zhou Yi. In Nuwa's mind, Zhou Yi was the strongest person in the world.

Nuwa, this girl, no longer returns to her palace, but stays at Wuzhuang Temple every day.
To be continued...