Chapter 259: War between Liches and Wizards: All Are Crazy

Chang Xi barely avoided the falling of an iceberg, but was then surrounded by countless cold air, which made her panic for a while. In the end, she had to use the secret treasure to avoid this disaster. As for the Taiyin Extinction Orb, it had already been frozen by Xuanming's palm and could not move, otherwise she would not be so embarrassed.

Being able to use ice to force a congenital Taiyin goddess into such a desperate situation shows that Xuanming's cultivation is so profound that it is unimaginable. He has even touched the threshold of Hunyuan Daluo, and is only a few steps away.

Xuanming has two green snakes under his feet and bird wings on his back. When he flaps his wings, countless cold winds and cold air burst out. Even the omnipresent time and space are frozen, unable to flow or move, and eternally trapped in the ice.

Her human face was still beautiful, a kind of cold beauty. However, when combined with her strange true body, even the most beautiful face seemed particularly strange and ferocious.

As the only two female ancestor witches among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xuanming and Houtu's strength can be said to be among the best. Even compared with Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang, they are not inferior in any way. Naturally, they will not be afraid of this demon queen.

At this moment, she also learned the news of Shebisi's death, and her heart became even more angry. She stared at Changxi with endless murderous intent in her eyes.

"You killed another brother of mine, now you have to pay with your life!"

Xuan Ming clasped his hands together, then slowly opened them, and a ray of icy divine light instantly shot out. Chang Xi was unable to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on. The Taoist robe on his body glowed with immortal light, and the sounds of countless spirit birds rang out. A warm air filled the air, carrying the breath of new life for all things, and barely blocked the ray of icy divine light.

But Xuanming's heart was already filled with anger at this moment. He shouted angrily, flapped the wings on his back, and immediately pounced towards Changxi. No matter how loud the singing sounded, it was difficult to stop the close attack of an ancestor witch.

Changxi was already disturbed by the death of Xihe, and at this moment he was at a point where his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. He was caught off guard and was actually caught by Xuanming. His head was smashed to pieces. Before Changxi could cast a spell to recover, Xuanming once again swung at him with heavy punches, releasing a cold wind and a freezing intent, which immediately sealed the Taiyin divine light.

Xuan Ming had a grim smile on his face, and his big hand kept grabbing at Chang Xi's body, but in the end he could not catch any life force. But this could not stop him. Xuan Ming directly took out a Dutian Shensha Wu Flag and fiercely inserted it into Chang Xi's belly.

I saw the turbid air of the earth overflowing from the flag, which instantly broke up the body of the Taiyin Goddess and melted away the true spirit that had been hiding.

The lunar star in the sky began to tremble again. The already dim starlight became even more blurred. It was even impossible to see the shape of the lunar star. It seemed that this supreme star was about to lose all its true appearance.

Chang Xi, die!

The successive deaths of the two Heavenly Queens and Demon Queens caused considerable damage to the fortune of the demon race. Di Jun, who was struggling with Di Jiang and Xing Tian, ​​suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Knowing that his other wife had also died, he was immediately filled with grief.

His hands loosened, and Xing Tian seized the opportunity to forcibly break the shackles of the Hunyuan Heluo formation. He let out a long roar to the sky, threw the giant axe in his hand, and hit Di Jun fiercely in the face.

Di Jiang did not let Di Jun go either. Streams of spatial turbulence spread out, instantly splitting the endless void and trapping Di Jun on the ground. Even those turbulent streams had begun to strangle his body and soul.

Di Jun was filled with sorrow. As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. The deaths of his nine children and two Taoist companions had already brought great trauma to this tearless Emperor of Heaven. His eyes were sore and he had no intention of resisting the blow of the giant axe. He wished he could follow them and leave.

"Brother! Don't be sad anymore. You must avenge your two sisters-in-law and the nine nephews! And the twelve nieces and nephew Lu Ya are not dead. If you die, how will they cope with it?"

Donghuang Taiyi became anxious when he saw this from a distance and wanted to rush to rescue them immediately, but Zhu Jiuyin and Xizi also came to their senses at this moment and fought hard to prevent Donghuang Taiyi from succeeding, which made him very annoyed.

But for a moment, Donghuang Taiyi was unable to break free from the entanglement of the two ancient witches and could only call out loudly from a distance, hoping that Di Jun would resist quickly.

Emperor Jun also heard the words of Donghuang Taiyi, and thought of his twelve daughters and Lu Ya. A little hope suddenly arose in his heart, and he immediately sacrificed the River Map and Luoshu. The River Map and Luoshu glowed slightly, and they had set up the Hunyuan Heluo Formation near him.

Di Jun planned to take the axe first and then find a chance to defend himself.

However, unexpectedly, Kunpeng, who was fighting with Tianwu and Ju Mang, saw the River Map and Luoshu being sacrificed again, his eyes lit up, and he immediately let out a long roar, turning into a Peng bird. His two sharp claws instantly broke through the endless void and grabbed the two spiritual treasures. Then he flapped his wings and flew away, cutting through a distance of countless miles and leaving the battlefield in an instant.

All this happened in a flash, and the two spiritual treasures, the River Map and the Luo Shu, which were supposed to resist Kunpeng, actually let Kunpeng take them away obediently, and even wiped out the imprint of Di Jun's soul that was refined in them.

Di Jun was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of blood. Because the action of wiping it off was too forceful, his soul was injured and his whole body was stiff. Facing the giant axe, he no longer had any strength to resist.

The axe flashed and arrived in the blink of an eye, instantly chopping off a good head.

But before the axe could destroy Di Jun's soul, a three-legged golden crow flew out from Di Jun's body. As soon as it flew out, it turned into a rainbow light and pounced on Xing Tian and Di Jiang in the distance.

This three-legged golden crow is the original spirit of Emperor Jun.

After seeing the River Map and Luo Shu being captured by Kunpeng, he knew that the demon clan was doomed to lose the battle. Seeing that Tianwu and Ju Mang were already rushing towards this place, Di Jun no longer hesitated, and immediately held up his last breath and rushed towards the two ancestor witches opposite with endless power. Di Jiang knew very well what Di Jun wanted to do, and immediately recognized that it was a self-destruction.

Just as he was about to take Xing Tian away, an innate saint had already decided to give up all future and planned to drag them to death together. Even if he was the ancestor of space witch, he had no good way to deal with the endless blockade of fire. He sighed in his heart, but stood in front of Xing Tian.

He is the patriarch of the witch clan and also the leader of the twelve ancestor witches. It is his duty to protect his clan members.

Following an earth-shattering explosion, the two clan leaders who had been entangled for who knows how many years finally stopped fighting and everything fell into complete silence.

Emperor Jiang, Emperor Jun, die!
"Big brother!"

"Dijiang!"

Many great gods present cried out in grief. Whether it was Donghuang Taiyi or other ancestor witches, they could only watch Di Jun and Di Jiang perish together, without even the possibility of resurrection.

Xing Tian, ​​who was protected by Di Jiang behind him, was also covered in burns and fell to the ground, his life or death unknown. The self-detonation of an innate divine being was too terrifying, cutting off all hope of resurrection and burying all the bright future, just to get a chance to die together.

Just like Xihe's self-explosion, compared with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Xihe's cultivation is indeed not very high, but it is her self-explosion that can directly blow up Pangu's real body, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were seriously injured, just because this Taiyin Goddess gave up all hope for the future, in exchange for supreme power.

Tian Wu and Ju Mang, without Kun Peng's entanglement, rushed forward to rescue Xing Tian, ​​only to see that the big man had his eyes closed and there was almost no good flesh on his body. Even though Di Jiang was blocking him, Xing Tian was still affected by Di Jun's self-explosion and no longer had the strength to fight.

If he is not treated in time, he will probably die from his injuries soon.

"What should we do! If this continues, Xing Tian will die too!"

Tian Wu said anxiously.

The Earth Ancestral Shaman has been replaced three times in a row. If they continue to be replaced, they don’t know which great Shaman can take on this important task.

There was a faint flash of green divine light in Ju Mang's hand. He was using the Great Dao of Wood to heal Xing Tian. However, all the injuries on Xing Tian's body were from the Great Dao. As he recovered a little, he lost a little more. His condition was even getting worse, leaving him helpless.

"We must drive Xing Tian to the bottom of the earth and use the endless turbid energy of the earth to eliminate these injuries of the avenue. Sister Xuanming, you take -"

Before Ju Mang could finish his words, a blood-red divine light suddenly descended from the sky. Within the divine light was a terrifying vicious sword that was ready to devour anyone. Tian Wu was the fastest, and he immediately raised a gust of divine wind to stop the divine sword from falling. Then he pulled Ju Mang and Xing Tian and quickly retreated.

But then a bell sounded, clear and melodious, but carrying boundless murderous intent, and the figures of several ancient witches present were quickly fixed in place. At this moment, the heaven and earth fell silent, sounds and lights disappeared, and the minds became dim, like a bronze mirror, unable to tell the true from the false.

An enormous figure was walking over from a distance, holding two huge heads in his hands. One head had a human face and a snake head, and the other had a human face and a bird head. There were some expressions on the two heads, both of which showed an expression of disbelief mixed with a hint of panic.

Apparently, they were killed together at a certain moment, completely catching them off guard.

Donghuang Taiyi held the heads of Zhu Jiuyin and Xizi in his hands and walked towards here step by step. At this moment, his appearance was different from before. His pupils contained a faint red color, and his gaze was grim and fierce, like a ghost. His eyebrows were red and purple, flying into his temples, the same color as his hair, swaying and dancing, like fire burning in the sky, and behind him rose up balls of black gas and flames, as if wind and fire were surrounding him. From a distance, he was more evil than a demon.

His aura continued to rise, and he was about to step into the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, but in the end, just like the Three Purities, no matter how his aura expanded, he was still one step short and failed at the last step, and immediately began to fall uncontrollably.

But Donghuang Taiyi no longer cares about this little consequence. He still has some time to destroy his enemies before he completely disappears in the wild.

At this moment, he had become more than a hundred times stronger. Even Zhu Jiuyin and Xi Zi had their heads chopped off by his sword and were completely destroyed!

The Donghuang Bell was slightly vibrating in his hand. Compared with its previous majestic appearance, the Donghuang Bell at this moment seemed to have returned to its original simplicity. It only made a few sounds and was able to freeze all the ancestor witches.

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes were cold, and the Tuwu Sword turned into blood light and began to shuttle again, but this time, no ancestor witch could resist being killed.

A flash of blood flashed, and nine more heads flew up.

One is as green as a bamboo, and the other eight have the same appearance: Ju Mang, Tian Wu, die!

(End of this chapter)