Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five The gap between the Three Qing Dynasty deepens, and the East Prince arrives.
"Since the righteous fellow Taoist of the East King and the Taoist invited each other with great affection, how can I not go to Dijiang?"
Di Jiang said with a loud laugh.
After Hongjun's three lectures, their twelve ancestor witches were injured and they had a complete Dutian God Evil Array in their hands.
He even panicked about an Eastern Prince?
joke!
Xuan Ming also looked at the dead, glanced coldly at the Dong Prince, and then walked into Zixiao Palace.
Behind her, Rushou and a great witch of the witch clan were both like this. The breath of her body did not restrain at all, shocking the world!
The powerful people around him frowned slightly at this.
I always feel that the witch tribe came to Zixiao Palace this time to listen to the sermons, but to shock them, the top powerful people in the prehistoric world!
In fact, it is indeed as perceived by these powerful beings in the wilderness.
The witch tribe came this time to show off their muscles!
Now the injuries of the twelve ancestor witches have almost recovered, and it is time for their witch clan to show their fangs.
"In the coming of storm, my demon clan is in danger!"
Seeing Di Jiang and others look like this, not only did Prince Dong look embarrassed, but even the expressions on the faces of the demon demons like Bai Ze are not as good as that.
In recent years, the Heavenly Court of the Eastern Prince and the Witch Clan have been restrained and fought each other, which is an extremely rare day for their demon clan.
The Buzhou Mountain Monster, which was killed by the witch clan before, has been slowly recovering its vitality after years of cultivation.
But I didn’t expect that the good days would not take long!
Now the Twelve Ancestral Witches are about to recover from their injuries, and a letter of war has been issued between them and the King of the East.
After Hongjun's three lectures ended, if no one suppressed them, there would inevitably be a battle between the two.
"What should I do!"
"Once the witch clan and the Heavenly Court have a victory or defeat, our demon clan will be the first to be the first to be in trouble, either surrender or destroy the clan!"
"I'm afraid that by then, all these big monsters will be unavoidable!"
...
For a moment, some of the monsters present were panicked.
After all, it is not the past now. The twelve ancestor witches have weak cultivation and the Heavenly Court of the East Prince has not risen. These big monsters can still gang up every day and seek happiness!
But now the twelve ancestor witches have entered the early stage of the quasi-saint, and their injuries have recovered. The Eastern Prince also looks extremely powerful.
No matter who is between the two, they can easily deal with these big monsters when they make free moves.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, did the sister Nuwa really have no intention of involving my demon clan?"
At that moment, Ji Meng, among the great demons in the prehistoric world, looked at Fuxi and asked quickly.
"My sister Nuwa is determined to pursue the great way and has no intention of participating in the affairs of my demon clan."
When Fuxi heard Ji Meng look at him, he immediately smiled.
I, Fuxi, visited the door several times before, but Ji Meng was not like Zhang Yuan's remoteness. Even if the witch clan is arrogant, he would not be able to attack you Zhang Yuan.
What are you anxious about now?
Ji Meng was immediately closed his mouth awkwardly after Fuxi said this.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, do you think you can ask the demon master Kunpeng to come out of the mountain to make the decision for my demon clan?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing animal skin beside Ji Meng, with a slightly heroic face, and a warrior in his hand holding a six-foot fan, asked with a smile on his face.
"Why is Fellow Dao Lian also starting to be anxious?"
Bai Ze looked at Fei Lian with a smile.
Before, Bai Ze had visited Fei Lian many times to lead his demon clan to join them in dealing with the witch clan.
Fei Lian always refuses for various reasons.
Why are you anxious now?
"What does this mean by fellow Taoist saying? As a member of the demon clan, I naturally have to share the burden with the demon clan, right?"
Fei Lian looked a little embarrassed and forcedly explained.
In fact, he is now panicked.
His territory was surrounded by three major tribes, Xing Tian, Houyi and Kuafu.
It is not far from the Immortal Court branch of the Dongwanggong.
Once these two major forces decide the outcome, he will be the first to be affected.
How can you not panic!
"I'm not hiding it from fellow Taoist Fei Lian, I have been looking for the traces of the demon master over the years, but I have gained nothing. I also want to ask fellow Taoist Fei Lian if there is any trace of the demon master."
Bai Ze's words are the truth, but when it falls into Fei Lian's ears, it makes him feel a little relieved.
"Okay, Bai Ze, I will see what you can do if I die! "
Fei Lian snorted coldly, and after that, he turned around and walked into Zixiao Palace.
Since you, Bai Ze, who is known as the military advisor of the demon clan, doesn’t want the demon clan to be good, then what’s the fear of me, Fei Lian?
Can't afford to offend me, can't I still afford to hide?
At worst, you can move!
Who can stand by me?
"this!"
Seeing Fei Lian walk in angrily, Bai Ze was also confused.
Is Fei Lian angry so well?
Can he blame him?
He has been really looking for Kunpeng’s traces over the years!
Can you blame me if you can't find it?
Bai Ze was also very annoyed!
He walked into Zixiao Palace angrily.
"Brother, no wonder you didn't let me get involved with Taiyi in the affairs of the demon clan. Just like this, how can you compete with the witch clan or the Dongwang Gong's immortal court!"
Looking at the many big monsters of the demon clan who were making a big fuss outside the Zixiao Palace like a scattered sand and a gangster, Di Jun's face suddenly became cold.
"If you want me to tell me, these big monsters are just not dealt with. If you beat them one by one, you will be at ease!"
Dong Huang Taiyi said with disdain.
In fact, according to the original prehistoric trajectory, it was indeed Donghuang Taiyi who mentioned the Chaos Bells to hit the door one by one before they could defeat these monsters!
"The demon clan is completely destroyed. What's your business? After the Taoist ancestor finished his preaching, he will make wine for me with peace of mind!"
Daochen jumped up and admired a thunderbolt, then walked leisurely towards Zixiao Palace.
Just fight!
How do you like to fight? How do you fight?
If you don’t involve me, everything is easy to say!
"It's still brewed!"
When Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi heard the word "brewing" and his face were also bitter.
Haven’t they both been making wine for the past seven thousand years? Now the fairy wine on the Sun Star has been enough to drink for hundreds of thousands of years!
This was caused by the two of them being in seclusion while making wine.
If all the time is spent on making wine, I am afraid that the entire Sun Star will be immortal wine now.
"when!"
A melodious bell rang out.
It was exactly the same as before, after all the powerful powers of Zixiao Palace arrived.
Hongjun's figure appeared on the Taoist platform, closed his eyes and began to preach:
"The Tao produces yin and yang, what is the cloud of heaven and earth..."
I still started preaching without any prompts, but this time I heard the preaching that most people were dizzy, and even Dao Chen didn't understand much.
Hongjun didn't care whether the people below could understand it and spoke on his own.
But the three thousand red-die guests in Zixiao Palace were dizzy when they heard it. Many people laughed like the brothers of Zhunti, and then cried heartbrokenly.
It's okay if you know it.
Chapter completed!