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Chapter 132 Di Jun assassinates the great witch

Looking at the prey in front of him, Di Jun felt happy.

Simple, so simple!

Using Hetu Luoshu, he could easily escape the surveillance of the Wu clan and sneak into the underworld through Nantianmen.

Then he hid in Mangdang Mountain, waiting for the arrival of prey.

This place is far away from the city and the Ancestral Witch Palace, so even if the other party calls for help, it is difficult to get rescue.

In addition, the opponent is trapped in the formation, so no one can hear him even if he shouts at the end of his throat.

Di Jun sneered and waved his hand, and countless soldiers and horses appeared in the formation, killing Xuan Hao.

"Blood debt must be paid with blood. I will take your head today to wash away the shame of our demon clan!"

Xuan Hao didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy and fell into a bitter fight.

The soldiers and horses transformed by the formation were not powerful, but they were fearless and fearless, which gave Xuan Hao a headache.

Xuan Hao used all his strength to fight desperately.

He could easily cut down three or five soldiers with one sword, and Xuan Hao killed tens of thousands of soldiers in the blink of an eye.

But the steady stream of soldiers and horses coming from behind made him feel deep despair.

Di Jun was deliberately consuming his mana, waiting for him to fail before taking action to capture him in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that he saw through Di Jun's plan but was unable to do anything about it.

It's not that he isn't strong enough, it's that Di Jun is too strong and the magic weapon that traps him is too strong.

Even without formations, he wouldn't be able to withstand a hundred moves in a single fight!

If it weren't for the fear of alarming other witches, Di Jun would not waste time using formations to deal with a new great witch.

Seeing that half an hour had passed and Xuan Hao was still not captured, Di Jun finally became impatient.

He turned his hand and the soldiers and horses in the sky disappeared immediately.

Xuan Hao, who suddenly had no opponent, looked around nervously, fearing that he would be attacked by Di Jun.

"die!"

At this moment, Di Jun suddenly pressed his hand.

A huge meteor fell and hit Xuan Hao hard.

"No……"

Xuan Hao, who had no time to dodge, screamed and faced him with a knife in both hands.

Such a terrifying star attack was far beyond his cultivation level.

Just as he touched the outer edge of the meteor, his arms could no longer support him and he fell suddenly.

puff!

Before he could let go, the blade cut downwards, across his neck.

"Good knife..."

With a smile on his face, Xuan Hao's head flew high and he left unwillingly.

The sword is a good sword, but it’s a pity that the person offering the sword is himself!

Di Jun sneered and made arrangements before changing his appearance and moving to another location.

Soon a passing witch discovered the tragedy!

Xuan Hao's head was stuck on a wooden stake in the middle of the road, with large letters written in blood next to it.

"Whoever kills a lowly witch is a handsome demon emperor!"

The frightened witch hurriedly took his head to the tribe and told the tribe leader the news.

When Zuwu Temple received the news, it was already the next morning.

Zu Rong, the ancestral witch, was furious: "Damn Emperor Jun, how dare you go to the underworld alone to kill our witch clan, we must not let him leave alive!"

Shame, this is the shame of the witch clan, that the great witch was killed by Di Jun alone!

All the ancestral witches looked extremely embarrassed, but they were not in a hurry to go out and search.

Xuan Ming shook his head and sighed: "Since he dares to hang his head in protest, he must have returned to heaven. It's better not to waste manpower!"

Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang thought the same thing: "That's right, damn Emperor Jun, where did he sneak into the underworld?"

The ancestral shamans all felt very strange and did not understand how Di Jun came in.

This month is the month of passage for the Wu clan, and it is impossible for him to pass through Jianmu.

The only thing left is Nantianmen, but no demon clan has been found crossing the border there?

What the ancestral witches didn’t know was that the monitoring witches were lazy and didn’t notice anything unusual!

According to regulations, the surveillance witch army needs to take turns flying up to block the Nantian Gate.

But flying consumes too much mana, so they were lazy and changed to flying three times a day to cope with it.

The rest of the time, he lay on the ground and stared at Nantianmen.

Taking advantage of their carelessness, Di Jun chose the dark night to deploy his formation and sneaked into the underworld quietly.

With a dark look in his eyes, Wu Jun dozed lazily and didn't notice anything unusual at all.

This was when Emperor Jun changed his normal behavior and sneaked in low-key to hide from the witch army.

According to the Witch Army's thinking, the Demon King's trip must be extremely grand, and it would be difficult not to alarm them.

For example, Taiyi drives the magic weapon Donghuang Bell, causing the entire space to shake.

Unless all the witch army is dead, his traces will definitely be found.

It was their carelessness that gave Di Jun an opportunity to continue lurking in the earth to kill the witch clan.

This time, the unlucky one was that the great witch was bloody and took eight shaman commanders of the tribe to Jianmu to build weapons.

When they passed the Yunmeng Daze Passage that they had walked countless times, they suddenly fell into the formation.

"not good!"

The experienced warrior was red in blood, and he could tell something was wrong at a glance.

"Who? Who set up the formation here? I am the great witch of the Bloodstained Tribe, Xuelihong, my friend, please don't make such a joke!"

Xue Lihong still held on to a trace of fantasy, hoping that the other party would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

The Bloodstained Tribe has 500 million witches and many masters. It is a big tribe.

If the other party is afraid of retaliation, they will naturally let them go.

Only this time, his illusions were shattered.

A figure flashed out, looking at Xue Lihong with disdain: "Huh, friend? Are you qualified to be my friend? In the next life!"

"Emperor Jun..."

Xue Lihong let out a scream and quickly summoned the battle axe.

But his trembling legs betrayed him deeply.

He is already scared!

The eight witch commanders were even more useless. They were so frightened that they sat down on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

It's not that they are incompetent, it's that their opponents are too terrifying!

When encountering a master like Demon Emperor Jun, even ten thousand witch commanders are in vain!

The huge difference in cultivation levels left them unable to fight back.

Xue Lihong, who had seen the Demon King fight with his own eyes, knew that there was no chance of survival in this battle.

If they had not been trapped in the formation, at least three of the nine witches could have escaped.

But now, Di Jun will never give them a chance to escape.

This was a killing without any suspense. Emperor Jun struck down with a star and directly killed nine witches.

Except for the great witch Xue Lihong who resisted, the other eight shamans remained slumped on the ground until they died.

Another great witch died in the hands of Emperor Jun, and the Ancestral Witch Palace exploded completely.

Di Jiang roared angrily: "Damn Di Jun, he still dares to stay in the underworld, I'm going to kill him!"

The ancestral witches Emperor Jiang, Zhu Rong, and Tian Wu personally held the battle, and the great witches Xingtian, Jiufeng, Feng Bo, and Yu Shi each led a search team and began a dragnet search.

Unfortunately, the territory is too big. Even if tens of billions of witch clans are dispatched at the same time, it will be difficult to search every place.

Di Jun, who had escaped hundreds of thousands of miles long ago, was now hiding in an unknown cave, setting up a formation to hide his figure.

Even if someone enters the cave, they will not find Di Jun hiding deep in the cave.

Unless he breaks into the formation, he will find something abnormal.

The lives of three demon saints were only now repaid by the lives of two great witches.
Chapter completed!
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