283, Twelve capitals, the gods and gods, rise again!
Emperor Jiang's ancestral witches were injured by the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasties. At this time, the twelve ancestral witches gathered again, and if there was a disagreement, they would set up the formation of the twelve gods.
However, Chi You was nowhere to be seen. He fought with the monsters all the way and refused to stop in the melee.
"Brothers, the Witch Clan is unruly and unruly. They entered the Heavenly Palace with force and harmed the creatures of our Demon Clan. I hope you will make the decision for our Demon Clan!" The Demon Emperor Jun lost his face and pleaded in front of many powerful people.
Empress Nuwa also stood up at this time, "Three senior brothers, the Wu clan is cruel and ruthless. They rely on the power of the formation to do whatever they want and bully us and other Zixiao Palace disciples. This is humiliating the teacher's face. Please three senior brothers."
Take action and punish the Twelve Ancestral Witches!".
Nuwa is one of the future saints, and Demon Emperor Jun has also occupied a seat in Zixiao Palace. The two of them coming forward are naturally very important.
At this time, fellow Daoist Dong Wanggong said: "Fellow Daoists, we are all monks in the ancient times, why are we so unhappy? Ancestral witches, even if something happens, why don't you give me some face and let's sit down and talk about it?"
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Prince Dong had a smile on his face, he obviously wanted to make peace.
The Twelve Ancestral Witch looked at the strong man in front of him with disdain, "Give you some face? You don't deserve it!", Zhu Rong Ancestral Witch said with disdain.
These strong men did not come to really help the demon clan. They just wanted to let the two Lich clans preserve their strength and kill each other to achieve their own goals.
When Duke Dong saw Zhu Rong being so disrespectful, his face froze and he suddenly became angry. In front of so many comrades, Duke Dong couldn't bear this tone.
"Today I, Prince Dong, will protect Taoist Emperor Jun, what can you witch clan do!" Prince Dong raised his thick eyebrows angrily. He took a step forward and stood between Demon Emperor Jun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
At this time, the Queen Mother of the West was also following her, and the plain cloud flag and the Book of Ten Thousand Immortals on the East Prince complement each other, creating a powerful aura.
"What can we do? How about setting up a great formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and killing your Duke Dongwang?" Emperor Jiang's ancestral witch said coldly. He took a step forward, and the powerful ancestral witch's aura broke through the nine heavens.
The strength of Dijiang Ancestral Witch is extremely powerful. Even without the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods, his strength is enough to sweep all the monks.
With a powerful physical body and the innate space laws inherited from the Great God Pangu, even when facing the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty, Dijiang Ancestral Witch can still fight!
The strong look of Dijiang Ancestral Witch made Dong Wanggong stunned. The powerful aura of Dijiang Ancestral Witch was more powerful than Dong Wanggong, the corpse-killing quasi-sage. In addition, with the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods, who would dare
Talk nonsense here!
The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty has always been aloof, but now the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch glanced at the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, and there was nothing the other party could do to him.
"You Sanqing, it is rumored that you are the soul of Father God, and you are here to take care of my Wu Clan's affairs today. I wonder whether you should be said to be sensible? Or should I say that you are brainless?"
The Ancestral Witch of Dijiang did not give the opponent any face, so what about the powerful Sanqing? Since they are already in opposition, just fight to the death!
The Sanqing and the Wu Clan are both closely related to Pangu, and they can even be said to have inherited everything from the Great God Pangu. But now the Sanqing favors the Monster Clan, which makes Emperor Jiang Zuwu very unhappy.
"Di Jiang, you have gone too far!" Taiqing Laozi knew what Di Jiang Ancestral Witch meant. They were from the Pangu lineage, but they were tit for tat. Such a scene should not occur.
At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master also looked at Dijiang Ancestral Witch. They were three pure beings. Taiqing meant the two of them.
"I advise you to leave quickly! Otherwise, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation will come together to break through the nine heavens and kill several Tao Ancestor's beloved disciples. I, Emperor Jiang, cannot bear it!"
Emperor Jiang's ancestral witch did not retreat at all. What he relied on was the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods' Formation.
Although there are many heroes around now, things have not turned around. Either the Wu clan retreats, or they have a bloody fight to see if they can kill Demon Emperor Jun!
"They can actually arrange the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Formation!"
This news shocked many powerful people. They had all seen the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation before, and even the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation could not compete with it.
Now without the power of the formation, who can resist the power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods' great formation?
At this time, for the sake of his own interests, the Sanqing Patriarch could only stand up.
"His Majesty the Demon Emperor should not be in trouble for today's events!" Taiqing Laozi expressed his determination, and for a while other strong men gathered together, preparing to fight against the Witch Clan together with Demon Emperor Jun.
Demon Emperor Jun was finally relieved at this moment, with an excited look on his face, and a hint of murderous intent hidden deep in his eyes.
Demon Emperor Jun knew in his heart that these powerful men were not really helping him, but using their hands to suppress the Witch Clan was a good opportunity.
Dijiang Ancestral Witch glanced at the many powerful men, and he said two words coldly, "Set up the formation!".
"boom!"
The soaring divine evil energy stirred up the sky, and the formation of the twelve heavenly evil spirits suddenly took shape again.
The phantom of the Great God Pangu stands proudly in the starry sky, and the giant's figure floats out of the endless clouds.
It’s really possible to arrange the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods!
Seeing that the ancestral witches had once again set up the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods, any trace of luck in the hearts of the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty was completely wiped away.
If I don't have a fight with the Wu clan this time, it will be difficult for things to end.
Demon Emperor Jun is well aware of the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation. If there is no means of restraint, no matter how many strong men come, it will be in vain.
"Brothers, the formation of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods is powerful, but the backlash is extremely powerful. Let's hold back the Twelve Ancestral Witches until they themselves are backfired by the gods and the formation is broken, and then we can think of countermeasures!"
Di Jun hurriedly reminded everyone that he was going to delay the time and let the Twelve Capital Gods Formation collapse without attack.
These monks who came to help also had their own motives. They couldn't really fight for the demon clan, so they delayed time and consumed the twelve gods and evil formations. This attention was immediately accepted by everyone.
"Emperor Jun! Die!" the ancestral witch roared, and the figure of the Great God Pangu stepped across the starry sky. He stretched out his hand to hit the demon emperor Jun with one step.
Without the help of Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, Di Jun did not dare to block the attack of the Ancestral Witch. The three-legged golden crow flapped its wings, and Di Jun flew out of the Tianmen.
Other strong men shot from behind, hoping to attack Pangu's shadow.
Seeing Emperor Jun fleeing away, the ancestral witches selected the Sanqing Patriarch as their target.
Sanqing's expressions darkened. Even they had no way to do anything. The Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation was so powerful that they had no ability to resist.
"Let's go!" The three clear breaths were connected together, and they had already retreated quickly when the ancestral witch attacked.