Not to mention how angry Kunpeng was under the Beiming Icefield. In the Qingmu Tribe at this time, Li Xuan looked at the old and weak wizards in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Although Li Xuan appeared in time and repelled Kunpeng, the Qingmu tribe, which originally had a population of one million and had five Da Luo Jinxian alone, lost most of its members at this time, and all Da Luo Jinxian fell, leaving only two spirits of Taiyi Jinxian.
It is obviously impossible for Wu with such strength to guard the Aoki tribe. After all, the tribe without the protection of Daluo Jinxian and far away from the territory of the Wu tribe is nothing more than ants-like blood food in the eyes of the demon tribe.
"Although I took action this time and defeated Kunpeng, you can no longer protect this place. You two are the only Taiyi Golden Immortals left in the tribe. Now take your tribe and return to the Ancestral Witch Tribe."
Li Xuan frowned and said to the two Taiyi Spirit Witches who were respectfully standing in front of him.
"Yes, wizard, we obey." Upon hearing Li Xuan's order, the two Taiyi Spirit Witches responded in unison.
The level of blood among the witch clan is very high. In front of the great witch, even the spiritual witches with better cultivation must obey the command of the great witch, not to mention that Li Xuan is still a quasi-sage. Although he still has the blood of the great witch on the surface, when Li Xuan says
Under the order, hundreds of thousands of old and weak witch clan members were reluctant to give up, but under the protection of the two Taiyi Golden Immortal Spirit Witches, they marched towards the ancestral witch tribe without any complaints.
In the void, Li Xuan frowned slightly as he watched the people of the Aoki Tribe heading toward the Ancestral Witch Tribe. A ray of spiritual thought directly attached itself to the two Taiyi Spirit Witches, and then disappeared from the spot. ……
Just as Kunpeng escaped with a broken arm, in the Nine Heavens Demon Court and the Demon Emperor's Palace, a light curtain collapsed instantly.
"Brother, I didn't expect that the wizard Li Xuan would push Kunpeng to this point, but that field is somewhat extraordinary." Donghuang Taiyi frowned slightly and said.
"Demon Emperor, although Li Xuan is only of the bloodline of a great witch, if he is allowed to grow again, I am afraid that he will be no less a threat to the demon clan than a quasi-sage ancestral witch." Fuxi said on the side.
"Brother, let me go down now and kill this guy." After that, Donghuang Taiyi walked out of the hall.
"Tai Yi! Don't move rashly!" On the throne, Emperor Jun shouted softly to stop Tai Yi.
"Brother..." Donghuang Taiyi looked at Di Jun in confusion.
"Now is the critical moment for our demon clan. The ten demon saints are in retreat to digest the saint's path. It will take more time for us to break through. We cannot start a war with the witch clan at this time." Di Jun said in a deep voice.
"What the Demon Emperor said is true, Donghuang. Although Li Xuan is a big threat, now that the Demon Master is seriously injured and our Demon Clan is even more critical, it is not appropriate to start a war with the Witch Clan." Fuxi nodded and said from Zixiao.
After returning from the palace, Fuxi had digested nearly 50% of what the saint had taught him. Fuxi was confident that as long as he fully understood what he had learned from the second lecture of Zixiao Palace, he would be able to understand himself and cut out the third corpse.
"Okay, big brother, Emperor Xi, I'll go back first." Donghuang Taiyi sighed unwillingly, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the temple, returned to the Donghuang Palace for retreat, and vowed to kill the three corpses.
"Demon Emperor, if this is the case, I don't have much time to stay anymore. I need to go back to retreat." After Donghuang Taiyi left, Fuxi had nothing to stay, so he said goodbye to Emperor Jun.
"I wish fellow Taoist friends to realize themselves as soon as possible." Di Jun said with a slight smile.
Then Fuxi turned into the sound of a musical instrument and disappeared into the temple.
"Witch Clan, just wait. When I have completely digested the Saint's Way, the Witch Clan will be destroyed." In the empty Demon Emperor's Palace, Emperor Jun's cold voice sounded, and two milky-white divine lights rushed out of his body.
Come out, hanging on the head of Emperor Jun, hanging down the endless Tao Yun.
On that day, in the second lecture of Zixiao Palace, although Di Jun failed to listen to the sage's way because he was on guard against the sneak attack of Di Jiang and other ancestral witches, Di Jiang and other ancestral witches did not know the mystery of He Tuluo Shu. As the best innate spiritual treasure, He
Although Tuluoshu is not good at offense and defense, he is naturally suited to the way of deduction. As Emperor Jun's companion, even if Emperor Jun does not take the initiative to listen to the saint's way, he can help him continue to deduce his own way from the saint's way.<
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Because of this, in less than 10,000 years, with the help of Hetu Luoshu, Di Jun had digested nearly 70% of the content of the saint's sermons, and his understanding of the self-death became stronger and stronger, as if he could break through the shackles at any time.
Cutting out oneself and becoming a quasi-sage with three corpses. It was just the last barrier, but like a celestial rod, it prevented Di Jun from cutting out himself.
"Self? What is self? If you give me another ten thousand years, I will be able to kill three corpses!"
In the Demon Emperor's Palace, countless sun lamps were extinguished, and Emperor Jun's cold voice disappeared into the darkness.
……
In the ancient world, the battle between a wizard and a demon master, two great lich quasi-sages, certainly shocked not only the demon clan, but also a group of powerful quasi-sages from the ancient world.
Wanshou Mountain, in Wuzhuang Temple, Patriarch Hongyun was stuffing a ginseng fruit into his mouth with Zhen Yuanzi's angry eyes in his hand, and his mouth was full of juice.
"Haha, what do you think, Old Master of the Town? Fellow Taoist Li Xuan is pretty good, haha. As soon as the good fellow made a move, he forced that old fellow Kunpeng to break his arm and run away." Ancestor Hongyun laughed.
"Old Taoist Hongyun, if you continue to waste Pindao's ginseng fruit like this, I will fight with you!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a black line on his face.
"Ah! Hahaha, old friend, don't be so stingy. You know, this is all I want. Don't you forget, I left a jug of good wine for you that day. This is what the old man has worked so hard to achieve.
I asked for it from fellow Taoist Li Xuan." Speaking of the good wine she got from Li Xuan, Hongyun's face was full of pity. He was Hongyun, a powerful quasi-sage with a strong Taoist heart. Thinking of the taste of the fairy wine, he couldn't help but swallow it.
Saliva.
It's just that the Hongyun Patriarch didn't mention the wine. When he mentioned the wine, Zhen Yuanzi's face became even more gloomy. He suppressed his anger and shouted: "What a damn pot, what the hell, you drank all that's left."
It’s time for the next bite!”
Thinking of the nectar called wine that Hongyun had brought that day, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but salivate even though he just took a sip.
"Hehehehe~" Hearing Zhen Yuanzi's complaint, Hongyun also smiled awkwardly. After all, Hongyun did bring a small pot of fairy wine that day, but Zhen Yuanzi only took a sip, and Hongyun said, "Hello, brother."
I'm done drinking." I blew the pot directly.
……
A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and after feeling that a group of witch tribes have entered the Jumang tribe's territory, which is guarded by Daluo Jinxian, Li Xuan no longer needs to guard it secretly.
"It's time to go to the Blood Sea again." Li Xuan murmured on the Nameless God Mountain. The next moment, he transformed into divine light and rushed directly into the endless void, heading towards the Blood Sea.