On the Penglai Island, Patriarch Yinglong and Patriarch Jumang were fighting inextricably.
For a while, neither of them was able to defeat the other. The quasi-sage masters all had the power of laws that they had mastered. Even if they were defeated by their opponents, they could still ensure that their lives would not be lost.
Dijiang Ancestral Witch saw Jumang repelling Patriarch Yinglong again. He waved his hand, and the golden drums behind him were heard. Countless witch warriors roared to support Jumang Ancestral Witch.
Jumang Zuwu restrained Ancestor Yinglong, which left Ancestor Yinglong in a difficult position on the battlefield and unable to use his magical powers at all.
"roar!"
Ancestor Yinglong roared again and again, and he felt extremely aggrieved. The beard and hair on the dragon's head were all sprouting, and endless anger was spurting out from a pair of dragon eyes.
The dragon's body flew across the sky, casting a huge shadow on the vast sea.
Jumang Zuwu's true body is also ten thousand feet tall. He stands tall and tall, and every time he strikes, the law of the infinite wood will be manifested.
There are green vegetation everywhere in the void. Those vines, trees, flowers and plants are all rooted in the void and just grow in the sky.
This place has become a world of the spirit of Yimu. The power of Jumang Zuwu's laws can transform the battlefield very quickly, turning this empty land into a sea of green plants.
"Boom!"
Ancestor Ying Long charged in angrily. Countless plants were destroyed wherever he passed. Earth thorns, long knives, meteorites, and various laws appeared, destroying everything around him.
However, once those attacks were over, the surrounding plants grew again, and even some moss began to grow on those earth-type spikes and meteorites.
Huge wooden giants took shape one by one. They absorbed the essence of Yimu around them. Each of them was nine thousand feet tall. The wooden giants were holding swords, axes and shields. They were very agile and formed a battle formation in an instant, attacking Yinglong Ancestor.
Surrounded in a large formation.
"First transform the battlefield, then gather the essence of Yimu between heaven and earth, and finally form a giant, combine the battle formation, and surround the opponent in the formation!"
Ancestor Yinglong looked at the battle in front of him. He clearly saw Jumangzu Wu's attack steps. With such meticulous methods, if he could not defeat Jumangzu Wu quickly, he would be consumed by him alive.
But now he understands that Patriarch Yinglong is powerless to change all this. Being trapped by Jumang Zuwu, he has no chance of winning and can only flee.
The two quasi-sages were fighting inextricably on the sea. From time to time, yellowish storms rolled up in the green ocean, but they were quickly suppressed.
Demon Emperor Jun knew something was wrong, and he gradually frowned. If Ancestor Yinglong was defeated, the already demoralized Demon Clan would inevitably become even more demoralized.
At this time, between the sea and the sky in the distance, the sound of war drums soaring into the sky was heard again.
The sound of the drum was inaudible at first, but in an instant it was like thunder from the sky, with an overwhelming charm.
The demon emperor's handsome eyes lit up, and he looked excitedly at the demon generals on the left and right.
"My sons, Demon Emperor Fuxi has come to help us. Let's charge together and destroy the Wu clan!"
Demon Emperor Fuxi came at just the right time. Not only did he help Ancestor Yinglong escape the siege, but he also instantly boosted the morale of the Penglai lineage.
Emperor Jun gave an order, and countless demon soldiers immediately charged forward excitedly.
Jumangzu Wu and Yinglong ancestors who were fighting in mid-air naturally heard the noise and saw the monsters charging. Jumangzu Wu knew that he was going to set up the twelve capitals of the gods. At this time, he had no intention of fighting Yinglong again.
Retreat immediately.
"Jumang, come when you want and leave when you want. Am I, Yinglong, so unbearable?"
Patriarch Yinglong was unwilling to let Jumang leave at this time. As long as he entangled Jumang's ancestral witch, the twelve heavenly gods and evil formations would not be able to be deployed. This would mean that there would be less of a threat to the demon clan.
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However, Jumang Zuwu had a look of disdain in his eyes, "Ancestor Yinglong, if nothing happens today, I will fight you for another three thousand years to see how much you have. But now, you really can't stop me!"
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Jumang Zuwu roared, and the Yimu essence all over the sky suddenly burst out. Countless things pulled their roots out of the void. They no longer absorbed the power between heaven and earth, but instead frantically entangled towards Mr. Yinglong.
Zu Lai.
Such a change was undoubtedly a disaster, but it succeeded in forcing Patriarch Yinglong to retreat, while Jumang Patriarch calmly retreated back to the formation.
Demon Emperor Fuxi arrived in front of him in an instant. He led the Xingluo Island lineage, waving flags and beating drums, with overwhelming momentum.
Emperor Jiang's ancestral witch narrowed his narrow eyes, and he saw that the witch clan's son was indeed frightened by the two sides of the demon clan's attack.
"My dear fellows, if the monsters are united together they are no match for us, but now they are divided into two groups, aren't we going to die on our own? Let's consolidate our formation and disperse them in one fell swoop!"
Dijiang Ancestral Witch shouted angrily, and the Wu Clan's sons instantly became much more stable. Dijiang Ancestral Witch's words were true. Even if the demon clan divided their forces into two groups, they could not form an encirclement.
After all, the gap between the two sides is too big, and the demon clan has no advantage at all.
Demon Emperor Jun frowned slightly, if the two clans of lich and demon started to fight, death and injury would be inevitable.
The Wu Clan is huge in number, and it doesn't matter if they lose some, but the Demon Clan is now in decline and simply cannot withstand the consumption.
But until now, there has been no news about the attack on Buzhou Mountain from the Kunpeng ancestor, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches also looked indifferent, obviously having no worries about their defense.
"Kill! Break up Fuxi's formation first!"
Emperor Jiang's ancestral witch commanded Ruo Ding, and he and the twelve ancestral witches set up the Twelve Capital Heavenly God Evil Formation and led the witch clan back, but decided to attack Fu Xi's formation first.
He is the only quasi-sage on Fuxi's side. Although there are many demon soldiers in his hands, they are not as good as Penglai Xiandao's side. In this way, it is really the easiest to defeat Fuxi.
The decision made by Dijiang Ancestral Witch immediately put Fuxi in a difficult position. Seeing countless powerful Wu clan coming to kill him, it was impossible to stop the Wu clan's charge with the mere monster soldiers in his hands.
"Brother, rescue Taoist Fellow Fuxi quickly!"
Taiyi looked at the situation anxiously. If Fuxi was repelled, then the combined attack would be gone.
At this time, Emperor Jun waved his flag, and the Penglai Immortal Island army rushed out in an instant, charging towards the Wu clan.
However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not care. They activated the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation and struck Fuxi with a fierce axe.
Fuxi was so shocked by the power of Kaitian that he did not dare to fight it alone.
"Disperse!"
Fuxi was proficient in the Bagua phalanx, so he hurriedly changed the formation and dodge with his cloth.
However, the ax struck thousands of miles away, and its indestructible momentum and the power of the law that created the world made the demon clan on Fuxi's side so frightened that they were unable to evade it in time.
At this moment, the formation arranged by Fuxi collapsed directly, and countless demon soldiers were destroyed into dust and scattered in this blow.