In a daze, Zhu Tianpeng was awakened by a shout of death.
Looking around, the sky is dark, blood energy is rising to the sky, and endless evil energy is wandering between the heaven and the earth.
At the same time, huge figures came out with swords and axes, fighting with a group of big monsters.
In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the shock wave of the clash of blades destroyed a mountain that was three thousand feet tall, leaving no trace behind.
Daluo Jinxian, there is no room for resistance here. Zhu Tianpeng clearly saw a Daluo Jinxian Dzogchen demon being chopped into two haphazardly by a great witch wielding a giant axe.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng's body suddenly trembled, and he lost his voice and said: "Lich battle!"
Click——
At this moment, a crisp shattering sound resounded, and the entire war-torn arena suddenly fell into silence.
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng's ears could hear the frightened shouts of the strong men of the Lich and Lich clans: "No, the Tianzhu Mountain has collapsed!"
"Damn Gonggong, you bastard, if you want to die, then die. Don't drag us along to support you."
"You bastard demon clan, you killed the ancestral witch Gonggong, and we, the witch clan, will fight against you until we die!"
"..."
As the voices resounded one after another, Zhu Tianpeng finally came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva and said: "Three battles between the lich and the lich, Gonggong's anger touches Buzhou Mountain, this is the last battle between the lich and the lich!"
As he spoke, Zhu Tianpeng floated up from the ground. None of the surrounding strong men from the Witch Clan and Monster Clan paid attention to him, and even couldn't even see him.
Zhu Tianpeng didn't care about all this. He knew that he must have been pulled into this fragment of memory by something, so here he was just a bystander, an invincible existence.
With a thought in his mind, Zhu Tianpeng flew in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
I saw that Buzhou Mountain was 999,999 feet high. As Zhu Tianpeng flew in, the huge Buzhou Mountain began to collapse.
Cracks appeared one after another, rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire mountain was crumbling at this moment.
With a 'boom' sound, the Nine Heavens Weak Water poured down, Buzhou Mountain was destroyed, and the endless Nine Heavens Weak Water fell into the earth. Below it, even the quasi-sage powerhouse could not survive for three breaths, and was eventually submerged by the Nine Heavens Weak Water.
lethal.
call out!
call out!
…
Sounds burst through the air.
Immediately afterwards, I saw dozens of them floating in the air.
These dozens of figures were divided into two groups, with eleven people on one side and three people on the other. As the two sides faced each other, the smell of gunpowder was strong, and murderous intent filled the sky.
At this time, among the eleven-man team, a faceless man with a shape like a yellow sac, red as red fire, six legs and four wings flew out, gritting his teeth and said: "Damn bastards, you guys are actually plotting.
Zhu Ronghe Gonggong, my witch clan will definitely destroy you today!"
As soon as he said these words, the ten people behind him immediately stepped forward, their bodies filled with evil aura, and they looked like they wanted to fight him to the death.
Astonishingly, the man with six legs and four wings was the leader of the Wu Clan: Di Jiang!
Behind him are Liaoshou, Zhujiuyin, Jumang, Qiangliang, Xuanming, Houtu, Xizi, Tianwu, Shebishi and Kuiba.
At the other end, the three figures known as the miscellaneous feathered birds are none other than one and two emperors of the ancient demon court: Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Emperor Yi!
After seeing the expressions and reactions of the Eleventh Ancestral Witch, Di Jun couldn't help but feel a trace of disdain in his eyes. He took a step forward and snorted disdainfully: "Di Jiang, without Zhu Rong and Gonggong, I don't think you can
Why use the twelve-capital formation? Today is the day when your Witch Clan will die. From now on, we, the Demon Clan, will dominate the world!"
As soon as these words came out, Taiyi and Diyi behind him both smiled, as if their conspiracy was coming true, as if they had foreseen the scene of their dominating the ancient world and dominating the heavens.
At the same time, the sound of breaking through the air resounded again.
Immediately afterwards, he saw 3,600 pseudo-holy level experts coming through.
A total of 3,600 false saints arrived one after another. Even though he knew that he would not be in danger, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Regarding the ancient times, the forces of Demon Court were frightened and horrified.
There are so many powerful people in the royal family. If it were not for the existence of the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan would really become the master of the prehistoric times, and there would be no possibility of the rise of the human race at all.
Soon, among the 3,600 figures, ten demon saints wearing marshal robes came forward, bowed and saluted: "I pay homage to your three majesties. The Zhoutian Star Flag has been brought. Please show it to your three majesties."
As soon as these words came out, Di Jun and the others were overjoyed, and laughed loudly and said: "Di Jiang, the Twelve Capital Heavenly Formations cannot be set up, but my demon clan's Zhoutian Star Formation can, so be damned!"
As they spoke, Di Jun and Di Yi ducked back to the center of the 3,600 pseudo-saints. Di Jun took out the Heshu Luotu, while Di Yi was holding a long sword to protect the law, apparently preparing to arrange a weapon capable of killing the saints.
The Zhoutian Star Formation wiped out the ancestral witches and the witch clan in one fell swoop.
Seeing this scene, Di Jiang came to his senses immediately, clenched his fists, and shouted in a low voice: "Damn it, we can't let those bastards form an array, kill them, we must kill them!"
The moment he finished speaking, the eleven ancestral witches rushed out, ready to step forward and destroy the formation of the Zhoutian Star Array.
Boom!
The bell rang loudly, and a domineering figure blocked in front of the Eleventh Ancestral Witch. Taiyi held the Chaos Bell and looked at the Eleventh Ancestral Witch with a proud face and said: "If you want to destroy the Zhoutian Star Formation of our demon clan, you
Wait until you pass this emperor’s test first!”
At the same time, the bodies of the eleven people in Dijiang shook, as if they had broken free from some restraint.
The next second, the eleven figures did not hesitate at all, nor did they feel the shame of the siege, and they went straight towards Taiyi.
Tai was not afraid of this at all. He took the Chaos Bell in his left hand and held the Witch-Slaying Sword in his right hand. He faced eleven enemies without losing any chance, and even defeated the eleven ancestral witches one after another. His fighting power was so terrifying!
On the side, Zhu Tianpeng looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes filled with horror, and his body could not help but tremble slightly. This was not fear or fear, but admiration and yearning.
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, and exclaimed in shock: "What a great courage."
"What a powerful Taichi!"
"With one blocking eleven, Donghuang Taiyi, is this the legendary strong man who is infinitely close to the saint?"
"Is this the emperor that the demon clan is most proud of? It's a bunker!"
Under Zhu Tianpeng's shocking eyes, Tai Da showed his power, and the battle lasted for a full hour. The eleventh ancestor Wu Leng did not even take a step closer to the Zhoutian Star Formation.
At the same time, from within the Zhoutian Star Array, from the endless void, and from the vast land, the fanatical call of the powerful demon race came out:
"Donghuang!"
"Donghuang!"
"..."
At this moment, only two words echoed in the vast wilderness: Donghuang!