Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 167: The avenue of power, resisting the innate treasure!
"Boom~"

A big hole exploded in the Immortal Palace, and with an earth-shattering sound, a divine light rushed out, across the sea of ​​​​resplendent stars, shattering one star after another.

Zhu Jiuyin followed closely behind, and the boundless turbid energy surged up behind him, revealing the true form of the ancestral witch supporting the sky and the earth, with fierce flames unparalleled!

"Why did you suddenly start fighting?"

In the Immortal Palace, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming and other ancestral wizards who followed Zhu Jiuyin's footsteps were very surprised.

They arrived a step too late, and now the fight started?

After that, they became excited!

"Hoohoho!"

"Battle, fight!"

"Whoever beat him is already unhappy with this pretty boy!"

The turbid air surged into the sky, and the unparalleled demon gods showed their true bodies, some with six legs and four wings, some with two dragons on their feet, or two snakes with earrings, showing their unique violent aesthetics to the gods of the ancient world!

"The ancestral witch will never be a slave!"

Jumang shouted slogans, and the power of law surged, even the space withered wherever it went:

"Brothers, fight your way out of the sea of ​​stars, the earth is our destination!"

"Fight back to Buzhou Mountain!"

"Hahaha!"

The twelve ancestral witches lined up, and their momentum spread across the sky. With one step, the sea of ​​​​stars was shaken, and the stars continued to sway!
"presumptuous!"

Taidu couldn't sit still for a while, and came to attack with the Chaos Clock in his hand.

Outside Ziwei Star, Di Jun also revealed his figure quietly.

Without saying a word, he clapped his hand and chopped off the immortal gourd:
"Please gourd turn around!"

In an instant, a ray of light shot out, piercing the space, ignoring the years, and landed on Di Jiang's neck as soon as it was slashed out.

"Ding ~"

Like gold and iron clashing, the Immortal Killing Flying Knife wiped out sparks, but it couldn't even break through the defense, leaving only a white mark on Di Jiang's neck.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Jun suddenly turned pale. The physical defense of these twelve ancestral witches was actually better than that of the ancestral dragon!
"Hahaha, little Doyle!"

Di Jiang casually touched his neck and smiled indifferently.

I saw His right hand reaching out, and the palm covered the universe, and the laws of space were clearly being played with.

The punch flew across the space and hit the immortal-killing flying knife firmly.

"Om~"

A wail sounded, and the blade of the Immortal Killing Flying Dagger was slightly bent by the impact, and returned to the gourd unabated.

Seeing this scene, Di Jun's face instantly turned gloomy:
"Taiyi!"

"Don't worry, brother, these brainless barbarians dare to provoke our Xinghai, they will definitely pay a heavy price!"

Taiyi responded, shaking the Chaos Clock in his hand, and black sound waves spread in all directions.

The sound wave is like a wave, destroying everything wherever it goes. Time, space, dimensions and even the laws of the great road are suppressed. Earth, fire, water and wind rebel against chaos.

Even if Da Luo Sheng falls into it, he will not be able to escape the end of being turned into ashes.

"Be careful, this is an innate treasure!"

A trace of caution flashed in Di Jiang's eyes: "Work together to attack it!"

"space!"

"time!"

"gold!"

"Wood!"

……

The twelve ancestral witches broke out at the same time, and the laws of the great avenues manifested into the world, intertwined and blended, and faintly formed the prototype of an incomparably vast avenue!

Its name is: Power!
"Boom~"

Two terrifying forces collided, time and space collapsed, the sea of ​​stars sank, and endless light flooded everything, making it difficult for even the gods to see!The ultimate destruction bloomed, it was the carnival of death, tragic to the extreme.

Even the Ziwei stars were affected, and almost one-fifth of them were wiped out.

Even the realm was penetrated, and the vast and endless essence of stars, like the Milky Way hanging upside down and the sky waterfall flying, fell to the ancient land.

For a time, the innate spiritual energy of the ancient land surged, and even water droplets condensed in some places, gathering into streams and rivers!

Countless creatures have gained blessings, achieved breakthroughs in realms, and skyrocketed in their spiritual deeds, adding an extra layer of tragedy to the war between the three clans!
I don't know how long it took, but the bell rang again, and the sound wave swept away the dust like a strong wind, suppressing the aftermath and calming the battlefield.

But at this time, where are the traces of the twelve ancestral witches?
Relying on their thick skin and thick flesh, they resisted the raging aftermath, returned to the ancient land, and were rushing towards Mount Buzhou.

"hateful!"

Taiyi became angry and punched the Chaos Clock, setting off another wave of destruction.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At this time, Bai Ze came out from nowhere, with a big hole in his chest and his beating heart clearly visible.

It looked pretty miserable.

"Damn the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I, Baize, will definitely fight with you until death! We will fight until death!"

He lost his usual elegance, his facial features were ferocious, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Bai Ze, what happened?"

Di Jun rushed over and asked.

"The recruitment failed, these are a bunch of brainless barbarians!"

Bai Ze said bitterly: "They also said that the innate spirit treasure is useless, not as good as their fists!"

"Especially that sentence, ugh! What the hell!"

"They are just a few barbarians who can't tell the difference. When I free my hands, I will help you get rid of this bad breath."

Di Jun opened his mouth to comfort him.

Now, Bai Ze is a treasure!

You know, he used his sharp tongue to forcefully pry West Kunlun away.

Except for Jiutian Xuannv, Lu Wu and other Daluo saints, other saints have turned their sides to Di Jun.

"He has done a lot of human things in so many years!"

Di Jun's old heart was very fragile, and when he looked at Bai Ze, he was always pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at him.

"It is not enough to have more than 360 Daluo saints. The Zhoutian Star Formation requires at least five Daluo saints to exert its ultimate power."

A trace of madness flashed in Bai Ze's eyes:
"Star Lord, if you believe me, give me all the remaining Star God Flags. I will definitely find suitable owners for them!"

"When the time comes, the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation will be deployed with full power. Not to mention the Twelve Ancestral Witches, even Buzhou Mountain will be destroyed by him!"

"Believe it! If I don't believe it, who else can you believe!"

Emperor Jun waved his sleeves, and the remaining hundred or so Star God Flags were placed in front of Bai Ze. Their auras were bright and brilliant, blinding the eyes of the gods nearby.

"Definitely not humiliated!"

Bai Ze said in a deep voice, first bowed his hands and then put away all the more than a hundred innate spiritual treasures.

Then, He turned around and left, tearing apart the space and crossing over to the wild land.

At this time, Taiyi came up to Di Jun:

"Brother, do you want to..."

Di Jun shook his head: "Don't trust the people you employ, and don't use the people you doubt."

"Besides, even if He ran away, where could He run to?"

"On the contrary, if we don't run away and even fulfill His promise, then He will be of the same mind as us from now on."

"I see."

Tai nodded slightly, glanced at the gods with a slightly contemptuous look, turned around and left.

Di Jun stepped forward with a smile to appease the gods, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart:

How to get Nuwa to hand over the Star Recruiting Flag!
With the Star Recruiting Flag, the gods can truly be used by Him!
(End of this chapter)