The boundless evil aura soared into the sky. In an instant, Lingxiao Palace shook, the Heavenly Palace trembled, and the demons were frightened.

"Bai Ze, go and investigate quickly!" Di Jun's voice came from the palace.

In the back hall of Lingxiao Palace, the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sat opposite each other, the river map and Luoshu floating in the air, and the magic tricks turned, and a faint fluctuation was heard. After a moment, the two looked at each other, their faces were surprisingly solemn, and they slowly spit out two words: "Ancestral Witch!"

The Hetu and Luoshu are good at deductions, and we can tell the past and future, the misfortune and good fortune are the moment when the evil spirits break the sky, Donghuang and the others felt a palpitation, so they quickly used magic weapons as their basis to calculate.

"Brother, it seems that the twelve ancestor witches are the obstacles for us to unify the world. Should we cut the mess quickly while they are not full of wings?" A glimmer flashed in Donghuangtai's eyes.

Di Jun thought for a while, rubbed his temples, and said in a deep voice: "Go and kill them immediately. If you succeed, the enemy can be eliminated. If you fail, you will regard it as a skill to be exchanged."

"What the emperor brother said is very much!" Donghuang Taiyi smiled slightly and disappeared from the Heavenly Palace with Di Jun.

In Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestor witches have reached a critical moment of promotion. The twelve color laws are entangled, and countless evil spirits and demon fires rise, reflecting the mysterious valley into a gorgeous and charming way.

"Clang...", a huge bell sound exploded, tearing open the barriers of time and space, and directly acted into Pangu Palace through numerous mechanisms.

The twelve ancestor witches groaned, a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of their mouths. Di Jiang frowned and said hurriedly: "The last step is the Nine Turns Return to the Origin!"

The ancestor witches quickly pinched their handprints, and twelve auras entangled, and finally shot onto the Pangu statue.

The huge Pangu statue seemed to come alive, and its body exuded a domineering aura that looked down on all living beings.

The faces of Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun outside the valley changed drastically, and their breathing was suppressed for a short time, and they murmured: "The breath of Pangu!"

"The Twelve Ancestor Witches are transformed by Pangu's essence and blood. If they were allowed to successfully summon Pangu's true body, how could we survive? Now the plan is to kill us!" Donghuang Taiyi flashed with a fierce light, and the Chaos Bell in his hand suddenly shook, and sound waves radiated into the valley.

For a moment, the defensive formations outside the valley were torn to pieces, and most of the monsters and beasts in the forest were killed and injured.

"Get in!" Di Jun shouted softly and rushed into the valley with the River Tu Luoshu.

The miasma forests and restrictions outside the valley are fatal to the Daluo Golden Immortal, but to the quasi-saint, it is like a decoration.

As soon as I stepped into the valley, I saw twelve brilliant palaces each occupying one side, and stars were distributed around Pangu Temple like moonlight.

"What a mysterious formation!" The river map and Luoshu in Di Jun's hand trembled slightly, as if he was happy to see the hunter.

The Hetu Luoshu is the treasure of Tianyan's rules, and it is naturally restrained against the formation, but Di Jun is steady and does not break the formation. He said to Dong Huang Taiyi on the side: "Try a long-range attack with the Chaos Bell, so that I can check the power and weak links of the formation."

Donghuangta nodded and tapped the Chaos Bell. A substantial rhythmic attack penetrated into the formation. The twelve halls lit up and then returned to silence. The attacks of the innate treasures were easily swallowed and assimilated.

"So amazing!" Di Jun praised secretly.

In the past, Di Jun and Taiyi always thought that the ancestor witch was a reckless man without a soul, and was similar to the ferocious beasts scattered in the prehistoric world. Today, I really experienced the horror of the twelve ancestor witches.

"Brother, why are you talking too much? I don't believe that a mere formation can block the attack of the innate treasure!" Dong Huang Taiyi looked vicious, and the treasure bell in his hand was spinning rapidly, ready to attack at any time.

"Don't be reckless. When I use the Hetu Luoshu to settle the formation, you can attack!" As he spoke, Di Jun threw it hard, and the Hetu Luoshu turned into a formation covering the sky, covering all the twelve palaces.

The rules of Tianyan are hanging down, weakening the connection between the twelve ancestor witch palaces to the lowest value.

"Hahaha, the witch clan, come out and die!" Donghuang Taiyi smiled loudly, and the Chaos Bell in his hand suddenly smashed out.

The Chaos Bell is originally the supreme holy weapon of Chaos Rules. It is good at the magical art of time and space. Its power is strong enough to destroy mountains and rivers. The power of this attack is extremely rapid. In the blink of an eye, it has crossed the blockade and protection of the Ancestral Witch Palace and fell directly to the Pangu Palace.

"Chi~Chi~Damn~!"

At this moment, a magnificent barrier appeared outside Pangu Hall, and blocked the Chaos Bell. After a moment of stalemate, the treasure bell bounced back quickly.

"Huh!" A hint of surprise flashed across Donghuang Taiyi's face, and was immediately covered with a fierce color. "I want to see if you can withstand it for a long time!"

Under the continuous bombardment of the Chaos Bell, the gorgeous protective cover was constantly twisting and deforming, and finally could not bear the pressure. With a "pop" sound, it turned into nothingness.

Just at this moment, a roar came from Pangu Hall, shocking the rivers and mountains.

The fierce blood evil aura suddenly rose and swept away. In a moment, the attack of the Chaos Bell was resolved.

Donghuang Taiyi sacrificed the Chaos Bell and was about to take action again, but was stopped by Di Jun: "Brother, you can't do anything today, so let's go back."

"Brother..."

"Stop talking, go!"

"I'm afraid it's not that easy to leave!" Suddenly, the sound of sinister tests came from all directions of the valley.

Di Jun narrowed his eyes, his soul power scanned around and said in a deep voice: "My brothers and I have heard of the ancestor witches for a long time, so I came to visit me. I don't want everyone to go into seclusion. If you are disturbing, please forgive me and say goodbye!"

After saying that, he flew into a rainbow with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"Down!" Suddenly, a soft shout came from Pangu Palace, and a terrifying gravity arose. The two were caught off guard and were instantly forced back to the ground.

The Pangu Palace Gate opened with a bang, and twelve strange monks appeared out of thin air.

"My friend came from afar was a guest, but the two of you destroyed my formation and injured my spirit beast. How could you leave as soon as you want?" Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire witch, had a hot temper.

Donghuang Taiyi was not afraid at all, "What are you going to do?"

"I've done it!", the space ancestor witch Emperor Jiang's tone was extremely firm.

Taiyi held the Chaos Bell with his hands, and showed disdain, saying, "I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The ancestor witch was furious and showed her true body. The twelve demons who guided the heaven and earth suddenly took shape and roared at the demon emperor and attacked them.

The twelve ancestor witches were unique, each mastering one rule, and twelve different rules came out together, and the order of heaven and earth was suddenly in chaos, and the infinite pressure was approaching Donghuang and Di Jun.

Di Jun sighed inwardly, and the Luoshu in the sky circled rapidly, falling into various regular sights, blocking the movement of the twelve ancestor witches.

The movement is limited, and the twelve ancestor witches cannot merge, so they will break it one by one with the Chaos Bell.

Although theoretically feasible, the power of the demon god exceeded the judgment of the demon emperor. The twelve ancestor witches roared, and countless Dutian divine thunders and Dutian demon fire rose all over their bodies. Although the rules of vision are strong, it is hard to withstand the attack of the ancestor witches. It only restricts their speed and attack power in a certain degree.

During this retreat, the bloodlines in the twelve ancestor witches were almost awakened, and they were more and more pressured by Pangu. Each of them had the strength no less than the top Daluo Juexian.

The power of rules that cannot be reached by immortal monks can control the ancestor witches only need to activate their bloodlines.

The River Tu trapped three ancestor witches, Luoshu entangled three ancestor witches, and the remaining six ancestor witches besieged Donghuang Taiyi.

He is indeed a fairy god who has been favored by the innate treasures. Donghuang Taiyi fought against six with one battle, without any fear.

The melodious bells attack the soul, breaking the soul, and the rapid sentient beings disrupt time and space, and while attacking the body, suppressing the performance of the ancestor witch.

"When...crack...", there was another loud noise, and the ancestor Wu Qiangliang of Thunder was hit by the Chaos Bell, broke several ribs, and flew backwards.

"Di Jun and Taiyi have entered the realm of quasi-saints. Such a scattered and disorderly magic cannot work for them. Everyone recites the mantra and launches the twelve capital heavenly evil formation!" The space ancestor witch Emperor Jiang sent a voice to the witches.

Twelve eyes changed, obscure spells came out, mysterious runes gathered, and Pangu Palace suddenly shone brightly, suppressing the River Tu Luoshu.

"Not good!" Di Jun and Taiyi's expressions changed drastically, and they felt the crisis deep in their souls.

"Condensation!" Twelve majestic voices came from all directions, and the two of the Donghuang felt the heavens spinning and were encircled into the Dutian God Evil Array.

The demon fire was raging, the ice sabers were everywhere, the ground thorns were paving the way, the resentful ghosts were reborn, the divine thunder flashed, and the power of the formation had a qualitative change compared to the past.

Even with the treasures protecting the body, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun have difficulty in action.

"Imperial brother, I can't hide my weakness anymore. I didn't expect that the ancestor witch formation is so powerful. The purpose of today has been achieved, so there is no need to get entangled with it!" Di Jun said in a deep voice.

"Good!" Although Donghuang Taiyi was impulsive, he did not think of Wuwang dispute. He shook the Chaos Bell in his hand and roared: "Time and space turbulence!"

Everything in the formation space was instantly distorted. While the twelve ancestor witches were shocked, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun instantly turned into a fire and disappeared into Tianxu.

"Brother, I'll chase them, I can't let them run away!" Zhu Rong shouted and was about to leave.

Di Jiang had no expression on his face and said loudly: "Don't chase the enemy, today's incident will be revealed!"

"It seems that the demon clan has already taken precautions against us, and Di Jun and Taiyi are not easy to deal with." The Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin's face turned gloomy.

"I'm afraid that he will do something. If my elder brother hadn't stopped me, I would have to tear up Lingxiao Palace!" Zhu Rong snorted coldly, and a fire suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I will discuss the matter of the demon clan after the consolidation of cultivation and development of our clan is the key. Although Di Jun Taiyi is strong, he dare not openly confront us head-on, and he will give other forces a waste of time. I heard that the fat piece of the Demon Cult Heavenly Court is staring at it!" Xuan Ming gently stroked the bloodthirsty skull mark on his arm, and said with a slight help.

In the northern Heavenly Palace, in a magnificent hall, Fuxi and Nuwa sat opposite each other, and a faint mist was raised in the hot tea in the cup.

"Brother, it's all over the place, but we are drinking tea leisurely here, which seems to be a bit inappropriate." Nuwa picked up the tea cup and said lightly.

Fuxi smiled slightly: "It's okay, my Tianyan technique has already measured good and bad luck, and both sides can't live to the death!"

Fuxi held a mysterious turtle shell in his hand, and countless indescribable patterns and maps flashed on it. When combined, it was extremely profound. If Haotian was here, he would definitely feel that it exuded the same aura as the ancient Beb, an aura that originated from chaos but was separated from ordinary rules of fate.

The smile flashed in his eyes. Fuxi looked at the western sky from afar and sighed: "Although there is nothing wrong with the heaven, there is a faint bloody aura in the west, which almost affects the Western Palace."

"West? Is it the remnant of the Demon Palace? Or is it Western Kunlun? Or..."

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