Chapter 254: War of Liches and Death Formation

Facing the battle of their clansmen, neither the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who loved their clansmen the most, nor Emperor Jun, who valued victory the most, were moved at all. They all knew that this was a battle that must be fought. The lower level has its own battlefield, and the higher level naturally has its own battle situation.

The starlight turned slightly, and the figures of two supreme emperors appeared from it, they were Donghuang Taiyi and Tiandi Dijun.

Looking at the twelve ferocious witch ancestors in front of him, Di Jun smiled suddenly: "You are really the calamities that I have encountered since I started practicing Taoism. It's a pity that I only lost one and killed one. If there were more, it would be perfect."

Di Jun's words made the twelve ancestor witches so angry that their eyes turned red and their chests were filled with anger. Among them, Xing Tian was the most annoyed. Although he knew that the departure of the ancestor witch Hou Tu had nothing to do with the demon clan, Hou Yi was actually killed by them.

He had the best relationship with Houyi, and he was the fastest to rush there when Houyi asked for help. But in the end, he could only watch Houyi's head being chopped off by Donghuang Taiyi's sword. Naturally, he could not tolerate such a great hatred.

Xing Tian immediately took out the big axe from his waist and rushed towards the two demon kings viciously.

The other ancestor witches did not stop him, but just stood by to support him. Donghuang Taiyi also transformed into a three-legged golden crow, holding a small bright yellow bell in his mouth. It was none other than the innate treasure Donghuang Bell, supporting Di Jun.

Di Jun originally did not care about the so-called third ancestor of earth witch, but as Xing Tian swung the axe in his hand, a bad feeling suddenly arose in Di Jun's heart. Before he turned into a rainbow light and left, he heard bursts of human roars in his ears, as if millions of human souls had drilled into his sea of ​​consciousness, grabbing his soul and trying to tear it apart completely.

"It seems that in addition to the twelve witch flags of the gods and demons, the witch clan has also refined a lot of treasures to restrain the monster clan."

After all, Di Jun is a great god born at the beginning of the world, a top-level innate divine being. No matter how extraordinary Xing Tian is, he is just a second-generation witch clan derived from the twelve ancestor witches using Pangu's essence. How can he control His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven with just a treasure?

Facing the fierce momentum of the giant axe, Di Jun, who was temporarily distracted by the wailing of the human soul, moved his mind slightly, and the boundless starlight lingering on the side suddenly turned into a giant shield a thousand feet high to block it outside.

Every inch of this shield is made up of starlight that has condensed and turned into substance. This giant axe is most effective against souls, but when facing starlight that only has a physical form, it no longer has that invincible momentum.

The giant axe flew across the sky and chopped fiercely on the shield. The shield exploded instantly and rays of starlight shot out like rain. But in the end, the giant axe was stuck at a distance of seven hundred feet and could no longer move forward, so it could only fly back into Xing Tian's hands.

Without the wailing of those human souls, Di Jun returned to normal in an instant. He waved his hand to eliminate the starlight shield. Donghuang Taiyi also transformed into an innate Taoist body and came to Di Jun's side.

And in his hand, there was a hidden blood light faintly visible. It seemed inconspicuous, but it made the Twelve Ancestral Witches feel a chill, and made them feel a little fear in their hearts.

It was precisely because of the shock of this blood light that the other ancestor witches did not dare to attack together, otherwise they would have been severely damaged.

Di Jiang asked quietly: "What is that thing that Donghuang Taiyi is holding in his hand? Why are we all so afraid?"

This fear was not because they were really afraid of Donghuang Taiyi, but it was a sudden impulse and a warning from the Great Dao. If they insisted on doing it, they would definitely suffer a serious blow. This was why they gathered together and did not dare to act rashly.

Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes slightly. Inexplicable forces swirled around him, and scenes from the past gradually appeared near him. It was obvious that he was mobilizing the Avenue of Time, trying to mobilize scenes from the past to see what this bloody light was.

But Donghuang Taiyi is one of the six emperors of the demon clan, and he is shrouded in boundless luck, blocking out the past, present and future. Even if Zhu Jiuyin calculated it himself, he could only conclude that this ray of blood was refined by human flesh, and he could not know the details of it.

But they only needed to think about it a little to realize that the blood light must have extremely restrained the physical bodies of the witch clan, otherwise they would not even dare to fight.

Zhu Jiuyin made a prompt decision and shouted, "Set up the formation immediately. We can't let them defeat us one by one, otherwise it will cause great trouble!"

The twelve Ancestral Witches roared in unison and transformed into their true forms.

I saw the true body of the Space Ancestor Witch appear, a creature with six legs and four wings, as red as fire, shaped like a yellow bag, faceless and eyeless, and ten thousand feet tall; followed by the true body of the Time Ancestor Witch, a thousand miles long, with a human face and a snake body, red all over, with eyes open for day and eyes closed for night.

The two true bodies of the ancestor witches were the first to merge into one, transforming into large patches of space-time fog. For a moment, the space-time here was disordered, and going left became going right, and going forward became going downward. The magical powers that were originally intended to be cast quickly became as slow as a turtle, and the spells that needed to be cast slowly had to be cast immediately. It was unknown how much damage it brought to the demon army, and countless star shapes disappeared.

Seeing the fog of time and space appear, the other ten ancestor witches quickly dived into it and also used the momentum of the formation to inflict heavy damage on the demon army.

For a moment, the divine wind was seen carrying the ice of the sky, and the poisonous gas was overflowing. Finally, it turned into the sacred trees, exploding everywhere, water and fire coexisting, and from time to time it turned into a volcanic flood, sweeping and destroying everywhere, and the golden blades cut through everything. The earth trembled, the earthquake rolled, the thunder roared, and the electric snakes raged. Facing the full-strength attack of the twelve witch ancestors, the entire Haoting Xiaodutian was like a devastating blow, and began to collapse continuously. Countless fragments of the heaven turned into meteors and fell to the earth. In addition, the poisoned juice of the heaven fell, and countless sentient beings died in wailing.

And because they are in the midst of a catastrophe at the moment, almost no great god dares to go out to rescue them, let alone those ordinary cultivators, who can only let these lives perish, which can be said to have committed immeasurable sins of killing.

Di Jun was shocked and angry, but compared to the madness of the Wu Clan, he still retained some clarity of mind at this moment. He could naturally see that the luck of the Demon Clan was changing from pure gold to dark black. This was caused by the resentment of all living beings who were implicated in the aftermath of this battle before their death.

"If this continues, even if the demon tribe wins, they can't become the master of the prehistoric world. We must intercept them as soon as possible!"

Although Di Jun knew that the demon clan was bound to be defeated, he always had a dream in his heart that it might be possible. However, if he continued to allow the aftermath to spread, this dream would become an unrealistic delusion.

Afterwards, Di Jun gave an order and also began to set up the Zhoutian Xingdou formation.

During these years of practice, Di Jun did not gain nothing. After learning that he could not break through the bottleneck of the late Hunyuan Golden Immortal in a short period of time, Di Jun decisively began to study the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, a formation that could greatly improve combat power.

Combining the inspiration from the Tianhai Xuanliu formation, Di Jun has greatly reduced some of the cumbersome steps in the Zhoutian Xingdou formation. Now even an individual can set up a small Zhoutian formation.

Some demon star gods received the call from Emperor Jun and immediately went to intercept the aftermath, but this was just a drop in the bucket. As long as they did not destroy the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the aftermath would never be completely intercepted.

As the shadows of countless stars gradually emerged, bursts of murderous aura suddenly came from the fog of time and space. The shadow of a muscular man standing tall slowly emerged. It was Pangu's true body.

Pangu's real body clenched his hands indistinctly, and the turbid air in the boundless earth immediately turned into the shadow of a huge axe and fell into the hands of Pangu's real body. His momentum began to surge again, as if there was a soul in his brain and his eyes became lively, and the whole person seemed to have turned from a dead thing into a living thing.

But Pangu’s true body has been formed, so how could the stars in the sky be slow?

In that starlight, there were a total of 365 Daluo demon gods holding the Zhoutian Star Banners, drawing the power of 365 ancient stars down, instantly freezing the movements of Pangu's true body.

Three hundred and sixty-five pillars of light shot out from the starry sky until they fell into the starlight, immediately expanding it continuously, and finally even began to gradually spread upwards. Among the four heavens of the formless realm, except for the Haoting Xiaodu Heaven which had begun to gradually destroy, the three heavens of Yuantong Yuandong Heaven, Hanli Miaocheng Heaven, and Xiule Jinshang Heaven had been completely enveloped by this starlight, and finally began to disintegrate directly, completely turning into part of the starlight.

Faced with the pressure of Pangu's true body, Di Jun had no time to eliminate the aftermath, and even turned the three heavens into firewood to completely ignite the Zhoutian Star Array.

And in the boundless starlight, there are two stars, one red and one white, that are particularly conspicuous. They are the Sun Star and the Sun Star. In the center surrounded by these two stars, there is a large formation containing countless illusory scenes from the ancient times. It is the Hunyuan Heluo Formation.

Beside the Hunyuan Heluo Formation, there was a gloomy old man and a handsome young man sitting nearby, constantly maintaining its operation so as to stabilize the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

During these thousands of years of seclusion, Di Jun transformed the power of the Falling Star Array's Eye into the power of every Daluo Demon God, so that every time the starlight was extinguished, it would possess the power of a falling star.

Kunpeng, who was originally in charge of the center of the Falling Star Array, would naturally not be wasted. Instead, he was transferred by Di Jun to be in charge of the Hunyuan Heluo Array together with Bai Ze.

The Hunyuan Heluo Formation is the predecessor of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. Only when this formation is stable can the stability of the Zhoutian Xingdou be maintained. Naturally, it is the top priority and must not be neglected in the slightest.

It is true that Di Jun did not trust Kunpeng, but he trusted Bai Ze. With Bai Ze by his side, Di Jun was confident that Kunpeng would not dare to do anything strange.

Seeing that Pangu's true body's momentum was becoming more and more ferocious, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Chang Xi, and Xihe had to try their best to mobilize the boundless starlight to descend, and for a moment they could not take care of the other three gods in the formation.

Looking at the River Map and Luo Shu that were constantly flashing with precious light in the Hunyuan Heluo Formation, Bai Ze also felt a hint of desire in his heart.

It should be noted that his innate magical power is to predict the secrets of heaven, and the River Map and Luoshu are best at deducing the secrets of heaven. These two magical treasures are also of great use to him.

(End of this chapter)