At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Xuan Ming's figure stood quietly between Daochen and Dijiang, with awe-inspiring fighting spirit above his beautiful face.

"Why do fellow Taoist want to have a fight with me first?"

Daochen looked at Xuanming with a smile.

"Yes, that's exactly that."

Xuan Ming nodded and said.

Compared with Dijiang and Zhurong who were eager to send Houtu to the Sun Star and let them be purified for thousands of years, Xuanming was unhappy.

If Dijiang loses Houtu and goes to Sun Star, she is the only woman left with Zhu Rong, and she will not be happy with Jumang and other guys together.

So she simply refused to let Di Jiang take action, and Xuan Ming came on stage in person.

Di Jiang looked at Xuan Ming as if he wanted to do it himself, and he was also confused.

We promised that I, Di Jiang, would take the initiative to test Daochen's strength first.

What are you doing now?

This is a test!

It's no joke!

What affected my witch clan’s plan!

But looking at Xuan Ming's serious look, Di Jiang suddenly felt a headache.

A bunch of pig teammates really can't help!!!

"Daochen, if you lose this battle, I, Xuanming, would like to go to the Sun Star with my sister for thousands of years!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Zhu Rong and Ju Mang's faces suddenly became exciting.

He looks like he wants to laugh but dares not.

Good guy, I really bought one free one...

When he thought about this battle, both of his witch clans might have to go to Sun Star with a bad temper.

Zhurong, Jumang, Gonggong, Shebizi and other ancestor witches were immediately filled with joy.

Houtu Xuanming is not here, can they still have fun?

No need to worry about this or that anymore!!

Di Jiang looked at Daochen speechlessly.

It was a great test, but you can see what it has become now!

At the same time, he also looked at Daochen with some sympathy.

Both of my witch clans have to go to your Sun Star with a bad temper. Do you dare to answer?

"Since that's the case, then take action!"

Daochen looked at Xuanming with a calm expression.

It has to be said that although the witch clan looks big and thick, Xuanming and Houtu are no less than Nuwa.

Compared with Nuwa and Houtu, Xuanming has a more wild beauty.

It can be said that plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums have their own advantages!

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, a shocking roar sounded. Xuan Ming took a step forward, and the evil spirits were everywhere, and he was extremely domineering. He punched Dao Chen directly.

Seeing Xuan Ming taking action, Di Jiang stood aside with tactfulness, without any intention of interfering.

Just competing with the power of his body, Di Jiang still has some confidence in Xuan Ming.

Xuan Ming is the second person among the twelve ancestor witches to enter the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and he is also the ancestor witch of the law of rain, and he is extremely good at fighting.

If it is a one-on-one situation, even Di Jiang will find it difficult to win easily.

"boom!!!"

A series of shocking roars sounded, and Xuanming directly showed the true body of the ancestor witch. The fist, which was thousands of feet tall, was covered with pale bone spurs, and the punch was blown out, making the power terrifying.

Daochen stood quietly in the void with a calm expression, and with Xuanming's million-foot-foot-shaped ancestor witch, he must be as big as an ant.

But just as Xuan Ming's punch was about to hit Dao Chen, Dao Chen's figure suddenly disappeared like a bolt of lightning. When it appeared the next moment, it had already reached behind Xuan Ming.

"careful!"

Di Jiang looked at Dao Chen's figure suddenly appeared behind Xuan Ming like a ghost, and hurriedly shouted.

"Um?"

Xuan Ming frowned, and a hint of sarcasm suddenly flashed through his clear black and white eyes.

"Die for me!"

Xuan Ming's mind moved, and the white bone spurs behind him suddenly broke like a sky knife, and shot towards Dao Chen with endless sharp aura, as if he was about to tear Dao Chen into pieces.

"It's interesting."

Daochen grinned, and the momentum on the surface was far less terrifying than Xuan Ming, but the power of qi and blood emitted from his body was nothing like Xuan Ming, and even more powerful.

Although Xuanming is an ancestor witch, he is just transformed by Pangu's essence and blood.

And he fused ten drops of Pangu's essence and blood, not to mention the more precious Pangu's jade chalcedony.

Di Jiang asked him to discuss his body, but he simply lost his wife and his troops!

This place is Buzhou Mountain, surrounded by the pressure of Pangu's great god, the solidity of the world is far beyond the outside world, and Dao Chen was fortunate to let go and I fought with Xuanming with all my strength.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Although the battle between the body is not as fairy-like as the cultivators who practice the soul, the battle is full of immortality and the divine clouds are lingering.

However, the visual impact it gives people is stronger and more intuitive.

Daochen punched out with his punch. The golden fist light compared to Xuan Ming's million-foot Pangu's real body, which seemed invisible, but each punch hit Xuan Ming's pale bone spurs to tremble one after another.

"Click click click click..."

The sounds of bone cracks that make people's scalp numb.

Fine cracks appeared on the pale bone spurs, and as Dao Chen continued to take action, the cracks on these bone spurs became bigger and bigger.

In a blink of an eye, the hundreds of feet long bone spurs were covered with cracks like spiders, as if they could break at any time.

"Why is the power of this Zhen Zhen so strong?"

"Last time, the strength of the Jumang Quasi Saint was suppressed by Dao Chen. Will the physical strength of the Xuanming Quasi Saint also be suppressed?"

"With such a powerful body, Dao Chen is really the body of a three-legged golden crow?"

"Who knows, I can't see through this person Dao Chen anyway!"

...

Many powerful people watching the battle exclaimed constantly, especially as time went by, they gradually saw that Dao Chen was about to break through the interception of Xuanming's bone spur and rushed to Xuanming's body, and they became even more excited.

This is the ancestor witch, and it is Xuanming, second only to Dijiang among the twelve ancestor witches!

But now, simply competing with the power of the body is actually suppressed by Dao Chen?

Di Jiang also looked at Dao Chen with a serious expression.

Xuan Ming's strength is second only to him. Dao Chen can suppress Xuan Ming, so can he also suppress him?

The Jumang challenge failed, and the Xuanming challenge failed again.

Doesn’t this mean that Daochen can crush all their ancestor witches by relying solely on his physical strength?

In the prehistoric world, the physical strength of the witch clan has always been strong, but now it has been easily crushed by an outsider twice.

If this news spreads, the entire prehistoric world will inevitably cause huge waves!

Di Jiang was so worried that he was very worried, but Jumang and Zhu Rong looked strange.

Is it really a buy one get one free?

Thinking of this, Jumang and Zhu Rong couldn't help but look at Houtu standing next to them strangely.

"roll!"

He was stared at by Zhu Rong and Ju Mang, who was originally paying attention to Hou Tu, who was fighting in the field. A dark line suddenly appeared on his white and crystal-clear face.

He raised his feet and put them directly on Zhu Rong and Ju Mang.

What's the meaning?
Chapter completed!