The Chaos Bell's attack and defense are integrated, which can not only suppress the time and space of the heavens, but also rebound the attacks of any treasure magic weapon and the damage of all magical powers and magical magic.

Under the urging of Donghuang Taiyi, the Chaos Bell kept shaking, scattering of chaotic aura, protecting Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

This made Qingyang completely helpless with Di Jun and Taiyi. Even if he activates Qingyang Axe with all his strength, it is still difficult to break through the Chaos Bell's defense.

Fortunately, Qingyang's ancestor witch is extremely powerful. Di Jun and Taiyi join forces to siege Qingyang, although they can suppress Qingyang, it is impossible to take Qingyang in a short time!

At this moment, Qingyang didn't expect to defeat Di Jun and Taiyi. He just had to delay the time and wait for other ancestor witches to come and support him.

"Want to delay time?!"

Seeing Qingyang fighting and retreating, he obviously wanted to delay time, so how could Di Jun make Qingyang get what he wanted?

"kill!"

Di Jun immediately shouted loudly and silently sacrificed a blood-colored divine sword. The divine sword was shining with a faint mysterious light, and the sword body was coiled by the chaotic evil aura, and wisps of sun true fire overflowed.

In an instant, the sword roared through the heaven and earth, as if it could penetrate the nine heavens and ten earths.

Qingyang was caught off guard and was stabbed by the divine sword in Di Jun's hand. The powerful body of the ancestral witch was actually thrust like a bubble!

"impossible!"

Qingyang couldn't believe that the true body of the ancestor witch was so powerful that she claimed to be a treasure that could not be damaged. How could she be destroyed so easily?

"This sword is called the Witch Sword, which is specially refined to destroy the true body of your Witch Clan!"

The witch clan is born with a strong body, and the true body of the ancestor witch is unparalleled in defense. In order to restrain the true body of the ancestor witch, Di Jun devoted the power of the entire heavenly court to refine this witch-slaying sword.

In order to refine the witch-slaying sword, Di Jun personally visited Saint Nuwa and asked Saint Nuwa for help.

Finally, Di Jun used one of the ten innate spiritual roots, the trunk of the Fusang tree as the main material, and also used the copper of the Shouyang and the essence of the stars. The Saint Nuwa took the chaotic evil spirit from the chaos, and supplemented it with countless precious materials and tempered it with the true fire of the sun, so he refined this witch-slaying sword that specializes in destroying the true body of the ancestor witch.

The witch-slaughtering sword is not of high level, so it is only the top-grade acquired spiritual treasure. In addition to being sharp, this sword has only one attribute, that is, it is to break the true body of the witch clan.

"It turns out to be the legendary Wushu Sword. No wonder it can easily break through my true body defense!"

Originally, Qingyang was able to fight with Di Jun and Taiyi because of his true strength in the ancestral witch, but now Di Jun has sacrificed the Witch-Slaying Sword, Qingyang dared not try the sword with his body.

Qingyang was at a disadvantage by fighting against two, but now his situation is becoming increasingly precarious, but Qingyang has no other way, so he can only delay time. If it really doesn't work, he can only find a way to escape.

"Di Jun, are you bullying me, the witch clan's no one?"

I saw a distorted void in the distance, and a figure came across the air. It was Dijiang who arrived in time.

"Don't panic Qingyang, I'll help you!"

Seeing that Qingyang was besieged by Di Jun and Taiyi and was in danger, Di Jiang was furious. This was the territory of the witch clan. Di Jiang took anger and attacked Di Jun directly.

"Dijiang Ancestor Witch, be careful of the witch-slaying sword in Di Jun's hand. This sword will destroy the true body of my witch clan!"

Qingyang was afraid that Di Jiang would suffer a loss, so he quickly reminded Di Jiang that he was caught off guard just now and was humiliated by Di Jun.

Logically speaking, the true body of the ancestor witch recovered amazingly, and that little injury could recover instantly, but after being stabbed by the witch Sword, the wound could not recover for a long time. The reason was the chaotic evil spirit entangled on the witch Sword.

"War with me, how dare you be distracted?"

Donghuang Taiyi activated the Chaos Bell and headed towards Qingyang to suppress it. Qingyang immediately retreated step by step and was unable to take care of the others.

"Specially destroy the true body of my witch clan?"

Di Jiang jumped. Although he had deep confidence in his ancestor witch's true body, he still chose to believe in Qingyang. However, in this way, he would inevitably be a little restrained when fighting with Di Jun.

"This witch-slaughtering sword is so sharp?"

Although Di Jiang was very careful, his fighting habits could not be changed for a while. The witch clan was born with a strong body. When fighting, he relied on his physical body and liked to fight with people in close combat. Therefore, he was inevitably injured by Di Jun. The witch-slaughtering sword was really the same as Qingyang said, and easily broke his true body of the ancestral witch.

"This sword must be destroyed!"

Di Jiang had great murderous intention in his eyes. The witch-slaying sword was too restrained by the witch clan, and even his true body of the ancestral witch could be damaged, let alone other tribes.

"Di Jun, Taiyi, come and take your time!"

However, at this moment, an angry voice came from a distance.

"Zhurong is here!"

Seeing Zhurong arrive, Di Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, I'll help you!"

Zhu Rong was so fast that he arrived near the front in a blink of an eye. He raised his right hand and a terrifying fire dragon roared in the sky and swept towards Di Jun.

"Be careful of the witch-slaughtering sword in the hands of Di Jun's son!"

Di Jiang quickly reminded.

"Witch Sword? What a big tone!"

Without Di Jiang's explanation, Zhu Rong could guess that it must be the spiritual treasure specially refined by Di Jun to deal with the witch clan.

"This sword specializes in destroying the true body of the Witch Clan, be careful!"

Seeing that Zhu Rong disagreed, Di Jiang reminded him again.

"This witch-slaughtering sword can even break the true body of the ancestral witch?"

The witch clan is known as the best physical body in the prehistoric world, and the true body of the ancestral witch is the best in history. This mere first-grade acquired spiritual treasure can actually destroy the true body of the ancestral witch?

But soon Zhu Rong tasted the bitter fruit and was stabbed by Di Jun with the witch-slaying sword.

"This sword must be destroyed!"

Di Jun relied on the Witch Sword Sword to destroy the true body of the Witch Clan, and could even suppress them by fighting against two. This shows how restrained the Witch Sword Sword to the Witch Clan.

"Brother, we are here..."

Zhu Jiuyin, Shebizi, Xuanming and other ancestor witches also arrived one after another. Seeing Qingyang, Di Jiang and others fighting fiercely against Di Jun and Taiyi, they joined the battlefield without hesitation.

"Are the Lich tribes ready for a decisive battle?"

"What happened today is too strange. Someone should be planning the Lich clans and trying to trigger a war between the two clans..."

"Nine out of ten princes of the demon clan are lost, Di Jun is afraid he is already crazy..."

The battle between so many quasi-saint-level powerful men was really earth-shaking. For a moment, the sky and the sky were broken, and the earth was shattered, attracting the attention of countless great masters.

There were also many monks who were shocked and saw that what happened today was unusual. Perhaps those saints who were above the top were plotting against the Lich clans.

"Brother, go!"

Seeing that the witch clan ancestor witches arrived, Taiyi urged the Chaos Bell with all his strength, fought out a bloody road, and continued to fight. When all the witch clan ancestor witches arrived, it would be too late for the two brothers to leave again.

"Walk!"

Di Jun was distraught and angry. The enemy of killing his son was irreconcilable, but now he could only be defeated in shame.

"Ancestral Witches, stop them!"
Chapter completed!