Di Jun's face was ferocious, and just when his hand was about to strike, the big hand made of only the power of the stars suddenly collapsed.

The ferocious look on Di Jun's face instantly turned into astonishment.

what happened?

How was the formation broken?

Just when he turned around to see what was going on, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and he couldn't help but fly forward.

"Snapped!"

He landed on his face and slid forward dozens of meters.

Before he could stop, he was stepped on by a foot.

"Di Jun, you are such a loser, but you dare to come to our Wu Clan to cause trouble. Taiyi is dead, and you even want to give your wife away. I think you are crazy, right?"

Hou Tu stepped on Di Jun's head, pinched his waist and said.

With that said, he kicked Di Jun away.

Seeing Hou Tu appear, the face of Immortal Yang Mei, who was fighting against the Twelve Ancestral Witches, changed, and a trace of doubt and uneasiness flashed through his heart.

Just as he was thinking in his mind, a force of space suddenly enveloped him.

It’s Zhen Yuanzi’s secrets!

not good!

Immortal Yang Mei couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that Hongjun and the three saints didn't stop the people from the underworld.

"run!"

Immortal Yang Mei did not hesitate at all. If he stayed, he might really be left here.

"Yang Mei, don't leave!"

Hou Tu said, raised his hand, and a square-shaped painted halberd appeared in his hand. The magnificent momentum made Yangmei Immortal's expression condensed, and he ran faster.

At this moment, an extremely uneasy thought suddenly flashed through Yang Mei's mind.

Suddenly, he felt that time around him was going back.

And this power is difficult for him to resist!

The most powerful one is coming!

Immortal Yang Mei's expression completely changed. This person's strength is not inferior to Hongjun's!

Ancestor Hongyun!

The appearance of a person suddenly appeared in the mind of Immortal Yang Mei.

He mobilized all his strength to break free from this power of time, but instead of breaking free, his body involuntarily moved backwards.

His face became extremely pale, and Ancestor Hongyun's strength increased again!

Where is Hongjun?

Shouldn’t Ancestor Hongyun be trapped in the underworld?

Why does it appear here?

At this moment, many thoughts appeared in Immortal Yang Mei's mind.

There was a look of helplessness on his face. Now that Ancestor Hongyun is here, there is absolutely no possibility of him escaping.

"Stop it!"

Zhou Yi appeared, his voice fell, and the two fighting parties stopped involuntarily.

"Ding, the mission is completed, Hongmeng value +10 billion, lottery chance +20, a golden ray of merit!"

Zhou Yi was about to say something when he suddenly thought of electronic music in his mind.

I quickly took a look at the panel and saw that there were more than 20 billion, so I quickly added Yihong's power of Hunyuan.

Then the lucky draw opportunity was exchanged for 4 Nine Heavens Divine Pills.

This is equivalent to four more chances to survive.

At this moment, there was a slight vibration in the void. If Zhou Yi hadn't released his mental power long ago, he would never have noticed it.

"Get away!"

Zhou Yi shouted to an ancestral witch.

The speed of that big hand was really too fast, and the timing of the move was very good, giving him no chance to take action at all.

"Ding, the mission is released: rescue the twelve ancestral witches and move the ancestral witch palace to the underworld. Mission reward: Hongmeng value + 1 billion, lottery chance + 2."

Hearing the electronic sound of the mission announcement, Zhou Yi clenched his fists. He also wanted to save the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but it was too late for him to take action now.

How can we save Zhu Rong and the others?

Zhou Yi's thoughts were racing in his mind, thinking of ways to save them.

"Enter the trial!"

This person's cultivation level is not inferior to his, and it is impossible for Zhou Yi to reverse time. However, he now needs time to think about how to save the twelve ancestral witches. After thinking about it, he has no choice but to enter the trial battlefield.

The scene changed and it was the familiar battlefield again.

A black shadow suddenly came over, and Zhou Yi smashed it with a slap.

"Passed perfectly, congratulations, Hunyuan Power +0.5 Hong."

Zhou Yi was shocked. He directly added the power of Hunyuan. Is this trial battlefield so powerful now?

His power of Hunyuan is now 12 Hong. If every subsequent game can increase him by 0.5 Hong, it will be easy for his cultivation to surpass Hongjun.

Entering the next level, the black shadow continued to attack, and before he could come over, his head was missing in the void.

"Perfect pass, rewarded with a False Saint Fruit (can only be saved for a quarter of an hour)."

False Saint Fruit?

What kind of thing is this?

A fruit that was exactly the same as the Saint Fruit appeared in the void, but Zhou Yi could feel that the energy contained in it was only half of the Saint Fruit.

Zhou Yi swallowed it in one gulp, and the fruit melted in his mouth. The next moment, he felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and the power in his body instantly increased.

3 Hong Power!

He is now 15 years old!

Zhou Yi's eyes widened. Does Hongjun currently have 15 Hong Yuan's power of Hunyuan?

However, these are just improvements in his own strength. No matter how strong he is, he cannot save the Twelve Ancestral Witches, especially his disciple Hou Yi among them.

Just as he was thinking about entering the next level again, before the black shadow could move, Zhou Yi's mental sword had already killed it.

"If you pass it perfectly, you will be rewarded with a wish scroll!"

"After the trial in the Proving Ground, if you pass the level perfectly, the Trial Ground will be awarded to the trialist as a prize. Only the ability to improve the trialer's cultivation level will be retained, and it will be one-tenth of the original ability."

The next moment, Zhou Yi reappeared, and there was a grain of sand in his hand, which was the transformation of the trial battlefield.

…

"What's the meaning?"

Zhu Rong looked puzzled.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, all eleven ancestral witches were killed.

Not only that, even the Emperor Jun of Heaven and those Da Luo Jinxian were smashed to pieces by this palm.

"Fellow Taoist Hongyun, it seems that you have lost this time. I will keep your disciple for you and will not kill him! Fellow Taoist owes me a favor, and I will pay it back in the future."

A joking voice came.

It's the man in black!

That person seemed to have come here just to kill an ancestral witch, Emperor Jun and other demons and immortals. As soon as he finished speaking, the person disappeared without a trace.

"die!"

Zhou Yi finally discovered the traces of that person, and swung out his big hand into the void.

"Boom!"

The void was annihilated, but there was no trace of that person.

"ah!"

Hou Tu was so miserable that he fought against the void with all his strength.

Hou Yi, the only one who survived, looked ugly. Looking at everything in front of him, was he still unable to save the Wu clan?

Not only that, his soul weapon collapsed, and his cultivation level fell to the level of a great witch.

The faces of those in the heaven were extremely ugly. Emperor Jun was dead, killed by the man in black.
Chapter completed!