The people of the primordial era ruled the heavens and earth.

Qin Tian's latest move not only shocked Taiyi, but also stunned Dijiang and Houtu.

Immediately, they realized what was happening and joined in.

They were very clear about one thing.

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi are both leaders of the demon race, there are many emperors, but only one demon emperor.

If they can use Qin Tian to get rid of Di Jun, it would undoubtedly be a great thing for their Wu Clan.

This scene deeply affected Taiyi.

As if by some strange twist of fate, Taiyi managed to cross the final threshold and unleash the third corpse.

Taiyi's aura surged instantly, and he instantly comprehended the last half-layer of the Chaos Bell's divine restriction.

"Thump!"

With the sound of a bell, heaven and earth seemed to stand still; the wind ceased and the clouds stopped.

But it recovered in the next second.

For an ordinary person, there's nothing they can do in a second.

But for Taiyi, there are many things he can do, including saving Dijun.

Seeing Di Jun mysteriously disappear from under his fist, Qin Tian's expression turned extremely ugly.

How could that be? Di Jun is clearly right here.

His Heavenly Emperor Fist had locked onto the man's aura, but now it had missed.

What exactly is the reason?

Qin Tian was completely baffled and found himself in a dilemma.

He only had the strength for one punch left.

He knew very well that this punch would not be enough to kill Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were together.

But if he didn't throw this punch, it would be tantamount to telling Di Jun and Tai Yi that he had no strength left to fight.

For a moment, Qin Tian hesitated.

"Hahaha, Qin Tian, ​​weren't you being quite brave just now?"

"It wasn't enough that you beat me, you also want to beat my brother."

"Why aren't you continuing now!"

Upon hearing Taiyi's words, Qin Tian understood that he absolutely could not show weakness at this moment.

So he raised his fist, blew lightly on it, and looked at Taiichi casually, saying:

"Taiyi, stop being so arrogant."

"Although I don't know how you saved Di Jun just now."

"But it doesn't matter. If one punch doesn't kill me, I'll use ten. If ten punches still don't work, I'll use a hundred."

As he spoke, Qin Tian straightened his fist, looking at Taiyi with murderous intent, as if he might strike at any moment.

This made Taiyi somewhat unsure of Qin Tian's true strength and weakness.

Taiyi dared not gamble, even though he had severed all three of his corpses and his strength had increased significantly.

However, because the evil corpse was destroyed in the previous battle against Qin Tian, ​​even the Earth Flower among his Three Flowers was damaged.

It's simply impossible to achieve the gathering of the three flowers at the top of the head and the return of the five energies to their origin, thus returning the great power to oneself.

The divine strike that saved Di Jun just now was entirely due to his burning of his life essence and his desperate efforts.

At this moment, his condition was only slightly better than Qin Tian's.

Therefore, he dared not gamble, nor did he dare to show weakness.

"Hmph." Taiyi snorted coldly: "Qin Tian, ​​stop putting on airs."

"If you've got the guts, come on then. I'll see if your fists are harder, or if my Eastern Emperor Bell is." (When the Chaos Bell was in Taiyi's hands, it was always called the Eastern Emperor Bell.)

These words immediately put pressure on Qin Tian.

Qin Tian panicked immediately.

He knew very well that this level of battle was being watched by all the powerful beings in the primordial world, those with names and titles.

He cannot retreat, otherwise, in the future, the human race will only be met with retreat after retreat.

But if he doesn't retreat and the fight continues, even with his merits protecting him, he will definitely not come out on top.

Just as Qin Tian was struggling with this problem, a bold voice suddenly came from not far away.

"You scraggly bird, why would I, Qin Tian, ​​need to lift a finger to kill you? Your grandfather Zhurong is enough for me alone."

Having said that, Zhu Rong unleashed the power of fire within his body to its fullest extent, transforming it into divine fire that surged towards Di Jun and Tai Yi like a comet crashing into the earth.

Di Jun and Tai Yi did not expect that the support from the Wu Clan would arrive so quickly.

And when they make a move, they unleash their ultimate attack.

"Damn it, it's that madman again. I can't do anything to Qin Tian, ​​but I can't do anything to you."

Taiyi cursed angrily, then slammed his fist on the Chaos Bell.

"Thump."

The bell tolled throughout heaven and earth, transforming into forty-nine divine rings, like waves, layer upon layer, rushing towards Zhu Rong.

Each divine ring is a manifestation of the innate divine restrictions within the Chaos Bell.

Even Zhu Rong, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, could not withstand it. He was forced out of his divine fire state and transformed into his true form, a giant with a beast's head and a human body, falling to the ground.

Taiyi, seizing the opportunity, pressed down with one hand, and boundless spiritual energy condensed into a giant palm that reached the sky, slamming down fiercely towards Zhurong.

Zhu Rong remained completely calm and shouted, "Hey you water-playing enthusiast, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and come out!"

"What's the rush? Don't you know the real masters always make their appearance last?"

As a rough voice rang out, a giant with a python's head and a human body, covered in black scales, riding a black dragon, and with a green python wrapped around his hand, appeared below the giant palm that held up the sky.

The visitor was none other than Gonggong, the ancestor of water.

Without any fancy tricks, Gonggong unleashed the ultimate power of the water laws.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Suddenly, the sound of flowing water rang out between heaven and earth, but this water did not follow the usual flow; it rushed upwards.

In an instant, a vast ocean condensed in the air, catching Taiyi's towering palm.

The highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without striving, and none in the world can contend with it.

Taiyi's colossal hand was thus annihilated in the vast ocean, never to stir up another ripple.

"So, you're good at playing with fire? Aren't I better than you?"

Gonggong raised an eyebrow, pointed to the vast ocean above, and spoke to Zhurong, who had just gotten up.

Just as Zhu Rong was about to speak, a huge black shadow suddenly streaked across the sky, swallowing Gonggong's vast ocean of water laws in one gulp, and then spitting it out towards them.

Instantly, a chilling aura permeated the world.

Caught off guard, Gonggong and Zhurong were frozen into ice sculptures by the water spat out by Kunpeng.

Upon seeing Kunpeng, it flashed and turned to rush towards Gonggong and Zhurong. The other Ancestral Witches who were secretly watching the battle knew something was wrong and rushed out in a rush.

Without further ado, streams of law power were unleashed, rushing towards Kunpeng.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, wind whipped up clouds, and objects belonging to the five elements flew through the air, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Kunpeng, known as Kun in the sea and Peng in the sky, created the demon script and was revered as the Demon Master by the demon race.

Although he lacked powerful innate spiritual treasures, his divine abilities and techniques were quite formidable.

Its speed, in particular, is unprecedented.

Qin Tian looked closely and saw that Kunpeng had maximized its advantages.

Its massive size, combined with its extreme speed, and its wings as hard as divine iron.

Each collision caused significant losses to Qiangliang, Xuanming, and the other Ancestral Witches.

However, Qin Tian keenly noticed that, including Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, there were only nine Ancestral Witches who made a move.

The Wu tribe has twelve ancestral witches, but where is the last ancestral witch?