Pangu Zhengzong in the prehistoric world

"No, is there merit in getting married?"

Many monks watching the ceremony in the heaven were jealous. You must know that merit and luck are the most important thing. With this help, the path of cultivation will be smooth.

As long as the luck is not lost, there will be no danger of death. It is a perfect way to protect the body. The most precious treasure.

Now that Emperor Jun is married and can actually gain merit and luck, can they also think about finding a partner and borrow some merit?

Otherwise, there is no shortage of fools in the world. This kind of thing Dare to think

"Hahaha! Serve drinks to celebrate!"

Emperor Jun's cultivation level soared and he beheaded the two corpses. He was immediately in a good mood, his eyes twinkled, and he was unparalleled in domineering power.

"I think you won’t be able to laugh anymore!"

At this moment, a domineering voice came from outside the heaven, and everyone was shocked.

"Witch clan!"Di Jun said with hatred.

The voice was extremely cold, as if it sounded from under the Nine Netherworld and spread throughout the sky. It made those who heard it shudder, and the temperature in the Lingxiao Palace dropped instantly.

No one will be killed by others on their wedding day. Will you feel better at home?

Di Jun is in a bad mood now anyway

"Dijun Xiaoer, you don’t have to shout so loudly, we can hear you"

"I heard that today is your big day, why didn’t you invite our brothers, hahaha!"

"It’s really not fun. Our brothers came uninvited and led the sons of the Wu clan to congratulate you!"

Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed throughout the heaven and lingered for a long time.

The gods in the Lingxiao Palace could hear it clearly. There were so many guests here today, and this move of the Witch Clan was cruel. He severely fell into the face of the demon clan

"The little boy from the Wu tribe is really bullying others!"

Di Jun said coldly, his whole face was gloomy, as if he could drip water.

"Di Jiang, do you think we, the demon clan, are afraid of you? If you dare to come, then don't leave. Generals, listen, we will kill all the witch clan today, fight!"

As Emperor Junyi shouted loudly, the originally peaceful heaven suddenly became murderous.

"drink!"

As soon as Taiyi finished speaking, the Twelve Ancestral Witches shouted loudly, and the infinite evil energy burst out, rushing straight into the sky, shaking the Lingxiao Palace.

The Wu Clan is a race that likes fighting very much. Except for the Ancestral Witches, no one is a cultivator. Yuan Shen, because of being contaminated with the evil spirit of Kaitian, most of them are violent and warlike.

"Ha ha! Di

Jiang laughed, and his voice spread throughout the sky:"My dear Emperor Jun, you are very happy today, so we will kill more monsters to celebrate your happiness!""

"Dijiang! It's useless to talk any more. Your witch clan will be destroyed today! kill!"

Di Jun directly sacrificed Hetu Luoshu, and the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed. Countless stars covered the thirty-three days, carrying endless killing intent, killing Di Jiang. Why is Di Junxiu, who has killed two corpses, so powerful? The Wu Clan came forward like this, but it gave Di Jun a chance.

Ever since he perfected the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, Di Jun had never made a move.

What Di Jun wanted was to catch the Wu Clan off guard, and use Zhou Tianxingdou and Hunyuan Heluo to The two formations wiped out all these ancestral witches

"Ha ha!"

"Flat-haired beasts, they don’t know whether to live or die!"

Di Jiang laughed, and then waved his fist to kill Di Jun. The surrounding space was torn apart, and the thirty-three-day palace shook.

Boom!

Suddenly, countless strong men from the witch and demon tribes were fighting. Together, the sound of fighting was deafening and blood rained.

The powerful VIPs who had been invited to Emperor Jun's wedding quickly flew out towards Thirty-three Heavens upon seeing this. They did not want to participate in the battle between the two clans..

For them, both the witch and demon clans are big clans. Whoever lives or dies is not good for themselves and others.

Of course, it is best for both sides to suffer losses and die together, so that the world can be peaceful.

What's more, with their magic power, they want to see You don’t need to be too close to be lively, the same applies to being far away

"Come on, come on! Flat-haired beasts, I didn’t let you run away last time and I didn’t beat you to death. Come again this time!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, practices the law of fire and has the most fiery temper. His Zhu Rong divine fire incinerates the void, and all monsters that come close to him are killed. At this moment, he is full of fighting spirit, and he waves his hands towards Di Jun and Tai Yi. Killed with a fiery red sword

"snort! Zhu Rong, a little kid with little skills, dares to do whatever he wants to do, and he will die for me!"

When Taiyi saw this, his temper also rose. He held a row of Eastern Emperor bells in his hands. As soon as the bells rang, Zhu Rong's attack was eliminated invisible.

"puff!"

There was a loud noise, and the two of them fought for only a moment. Zhu Rong was seen retreating back in embarrassment, with a mouthful of blood spurting out from his mouth.

At the same time, although Taiyi also took a few steps back in embarrassment, blood suddenly appeared on his body, but after all, there was no Vomiting blood.

But Zhu Rong was at a disadvantage

"Roar! Come again!"

The Wu clan is inherently warlike, and the ancestral witches are even more so. When Zhu Rong was repulsed, they naturally refused to admit defeat. They glared at Taiyi angrily and roared to kill Taiyi.

Seeing that Zhu Rong was a little defeated, the ancestral witches responded with a few more An ancestral wizard stepped forward to help and fought Taiyi together.

Taiyi, who originally had the advantage, suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

"Flat-haired beast! Let's fight!"

The ancestral witch Zhu Jiuyin looked at the Heavenly Emperor Taiyi, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Emperor Jun is the leader of the demon clan. As long as he kills Emperor Jun, the demon clan will be out of control.

Zhu Jiuyin, Xuan Ming, and Tian Wu are several ancestral witches. Surrounding Di Jun, Di Jun used He Tu Luo Shu to stand on top of Qing Yun and protected himself with formations.

Although he killed two corpses and faced several ancestral witches at the same time, Di Jun did not dare to be careless and immediately used formations to protect himself. He used the law to protect himself.

As Di Jun and Tai Yi joined the battlefield, Kunpeng and the ten demon gods also joined in, and the war between the two Lich clans instantly entered a fierce stage. The law of time controlled by Zhu Jiuyin killed Di Jun, and drew In the area he passed, time and space were distorted, trying to break through Di Jun's Hetu Luoshu.

Di Jun did not fight hard with him, but instead manifested a large formation with the skills of two rituals, three talents, and four images, making it impossible for the ancestral witches to enter.

"This Emperor Jun is really good at cultivation. He can fight one against five without losing, but he is so powerful at killing two corpses!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at it from a distance and was horrified.

You must know that he had killed a corpse not long ago. He thought he was already the top power in the ancient world, but compared with Di Jun's strength, he was far superior. The verdict was made.

When Hongyun heard the words, he smiled and said:"Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi has proven to be the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, but he still talks like this. How can a poor Taoist deal with it? I don't know when I will be able to behead the corpse.""

Although Hongyun has reached the threshold of corpse slaying, this step has blocked countless great powers.

It seems like one step, but he doesn't know when he will reach it.

Emperor Jun is so powerful, the cultivators of Taiyuan, Sanqing and others How far will it go?

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun looked at each other and saw a sense of powerlessness in each other's eyes.

But on the other side, in less than a moment, countless people were killed and injured, and countless little monsters from heaven were killed. Turned into flying ashes.

Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, used his domain of rain to cover countless demon tribesmen. Heavy rain poured down, and the rain divided life and death.

Suddenly, endless sadness echoed in everyone's hearts, making people unable to live at all. Seeing this ,

Nuwa blocked the rain with a wave of her hand.

Xuanming ignored it and turned around and flew out of the heaven.

The demons in the heaven breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Nuwa one after another. Thank you, empress.

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