Invite these big monsters to visit your witch clan?

What does it mean, it's not to hit them.

Make them honest?

You can bear this bird's energy, my nine-headed Yuanling can't bear it.

"My Red Dragon Demon Saint, don't go."

"My Wuyang Zhenren, don't go."

"Whoever loves to go, I won't go anyway."

...

Not only the Nine-Headed Yuanling, but also several equally irritable monsters spoke directly and refused.

As several big monsters spoke one after another, the atmosphere on the entire Dongyang suddenly reached freezing point.

The Immortal Court has been destroyed, and in the vast world, only the demon clan and the witch clan can be regarded as the most powerful forces.

After this battle, I thought that these two giants would be quiet for a few years, but no one expected that the Eastern Prince had just died and the Lich clans would fight again.

"Nine-headed Yuanling, do you really think that my twelve ancestor witches are interested in your demon clan?"

"If you are not convinced by my twelve ancestor witches establishing the ancestral court of Ten Thousand Witches, today I, Zhurong, stand here, can you come to fight?"

Among the twelve witch clans, Zhu Rong and Shebizi, who had always been hot-tempered, spoke one after another.

After shaking his body, two million feet of ancestral witch bodies suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

"If you fight, fight. Anyway, it is better to die in a dignified way than to survive like this. Today I want to see what your twelve ancestor witches are capable of."

Jiutou Yuanling was also a person with a very violent temper. When he saw Zhu Rong declared war directly, he was not afraid at all. He shook his body and a huge monster with a nine-headed lion body appeared between heaven and earth.

The demonic aura soared into the sky swept out, like a vast demon, with ice-like murderous intent in his bloody eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

After the Nine-Headed Yuan Ling revealed her true body, the other monsters were not afraid at all, and directly showed their true bodies standing between heaven and earth.

The feet moved and appeared behind the Jiutou Yuanling. The demonic energy surged across his body, and his huge eyes stared at Zhu Rong and Shebi's corpse coldly.

"Dare you?"

Seeing several great monsters revealing their true bodies one after another, among the twelve ancestor witches, except for Dijiang and Houtu, the other ancestor witches shouted angrily, stepped out in one step, and their bodies suddenly grew bigger, turning into a million feet of true bodies of the ancestor witch standing between the heaven and earth.

For a moment, Dongyang Mountain, which had just calmed down, became windy and clouds again, with the demonic aura rising to the sky and the awe-inspiring evil aura raging.

It was as if it was before the storm came.

Although Bai Ze and many other big monsters did not take action, their expressions became colder.

With the strength of Jiutou Yuanling and others, they are naturally no match for the Twelve Ancestor Witches, but if the Twelve Ancestor Witches are allowed to kill Jiutou Yuanling and others here.

Then his demon clan would not want to compete with the witch clan in the future. He would be disintegrated and would be able to be eaten up one by one by one by the witch clan in the end.

"Today, I, Donghuang Taiyi, want to see what your witch tribe is going to do?"

In the void, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, and the Chaos Bell above his head instantly appeared, and a dazzling fairy light hangs down, looking at the twelve ancestor witches coldly like a god of war.

Although Di Jun did not take action, he looked at Di Jiang and others with a serious expression.

What surprised everyone.

This time, Donghuang Taiyi directly stood up for many great demons in the demon clan. Daochen, who had always been reluctant to get involved in the affairs of the demon clan, surprisingly did not say anything to stop him.

Instead, stand quietly aside.

Seeing this scene, Di Jiang's face suddenly sank.

The reason why he killed the Eastern Prince this time was to directly announce in front of many great monsters that he would establish the Ten Thousand Witches' Ancestral Court in Buzhou Mountain was to test Daochen's attitude.

But now, from Daochen's attitude, he has got the answer he wants.

Di Jiang immediately smiled and said, "Fellow Taoists, you are just watching the ceremony, why should you do this?"

Di Jiang grinned, then looked at Zhu Rong and others and said.

"So too. Since you guys don't want to come, how can you force me?"

"Why don't you put away the true body of the ancestor witch?"

Di Jiang said one after another.

"Put it away from the true body of the ancestor witch? Brother, you are right!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Rong and others were also stunned.

Their witch tribes do not respect the heavens, do not worship the earth, but only respect Pangu. How can these monsters of the demon tribes be so arrogant and rude?

There are not ten thousand or eight thousand big monsters who have died in their hands over the years.

In their eyes, these monsters are just blood food.

Why should we treat each other with courtesy?

"What does Dijiang mean?"

Not only Zhu Rong and other ancestor witches can’t understand, but even the big monsters like Jiutou Yuanling can’t understand.

What medicine is sold in this gourd of Dijiang?

They don't think that Di Jiang is all doing today, which means that Di Jiang has no malicious intentions towards the demon clan.

After all, the witch clan is famous for its domineering and arrogantness. If you really treat Di Jiang as a good person, you will probably be gnawed in the end and not even have any bones left.

Being able to firmly sit in the position of the No. 1 ancestor witch of the Witch Clan does not rely solely on strength.

Among the entire witch clan, Houtu is the only one who still has good intentions towards the demon clan.

"Is he afraid?"

This thought suddenly arose in the hearts of Bai Ze and others. When they raised their heads and looked at Di Jiang, they suddenly found that Di Jiang was looking at Dao Chen beside Dong Huang Taiyi at this moment.

Dao Chen?

Everyone was stunned.

But when I think about it, I feel a little surprised.

In the entire prehistoric world, the only one who can make Di Jiang afraid of it is Dao Chen.

After all, when the twelve ancestor witches broke through the quasi-saint, Daochen punched Jumang seriously injured with one punch.

Such a terrifying strength is far from even the Three Pure Ones.

As for the big monsters of the demon clan, they don’t care at all, the twelve ancestor witches don’t care at all.

"Fellow Dao Chen, I wonder if I can come here to enjoy the glory?"

Just as this idea flashed through the minds of many monsters, Di Jiang suddenly smiled and said.

"Since fellow Taoist invites you, how can you not leave?"

Daochen replied with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the many monsters present were stunned and looked at Dao Chen in surprise.

But Dao Chen didn't even look at them.

What does your demon clan have to do with me Daochen?

Helping you once is considered to be a complete deed. Can your demon clan still want me, Daochen, to beat you up the twelve ancestor witches?

You guys are overestimating yourself!

Although I, Daochen, is a demon clan in this life, I was a real human clan in my previous life.

The sense of belonging to the demon race is not as strong as that of the human race.

If the human race is so domineering as the twelve ancestor witches, Dao Chen will also be able to get involved.

But the demon clan?

Let's play with mud.

Moreover, after this battle, Daochen also planned to go to the Pangu Temple of the Witch Clan. After all, he has entered the late stage of the quasi-saint, and he can also start to comprehend the eighth turn of "Nine Turns of Mysterious Art".
Chapter completed!