"Alas, I am sorry, Emperor Jiang! There is order, Sihu, Shenxi, and there is no border, and the place where you are. After the Qing glutinous rice is carried, I have thoughts and accomplished..."

The old man with white hair fell down, and a tall tribe member immediately walked out of the house and led the children. Before the huge Dijiang sculpture, he sang and danced, kept reciting the congratulations in his mouth. After dancing three times, everyone raised their heads at the same time and shouted: "The great witch, protect our tribe!"

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Buzz!

The moment the words were spoken, a blood-colored mist-like breath flew out along each of them, flying towards the Dijiang stone sculpture.

However, these blood-colored mist-like auras looked extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could blow away.

Especially those children, the blood color is even thinner and looks almost turning yellow.

“Uh…uh…”

Just as these blood-colored mist-like auras flew into the Dijiang Stone Sculpture, the white-haired old man also raised his head, and his eyes, which were originally distinctly black and white, suddenly covered with a layer of white cataract. Then, his thinking suddenly sank into the Dijiang Stone Sculpture.

"Um?"

Almost at the same time, Di Xin, who was far away in the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation, suddenly felt that at this moment, there seemed to be an extraneous consciousness in his mind.

However, he could feel that the consciousness was not hostile, but more about exploration.

"Great Witch, are you still alive?"

And when Emperor Xin tried to connect with that thought, an old voice immediately sounded in his mind.

"Descendants of the Witch Clan!"

When Emperor Xin heard the sound, he was shocked and immediately understood the other party's identity.

He really didn't expect that after he became the Great Witch Emperor Jiang, he could be noticed by these overseas witch tribes, and used the secret technique to establish a connection with his divine thoughts.

However, this really shows that the Sanjiu Xiao Xuan Gong is really good, and the Dijiang transformed into is actually the witch clan itself, and even the witch clan itself could not notice anything strange.

"I am not your great witch, I am Di Xin, the one mentioned by fellow Taoist Yun Zhongzi."

When Emperor Xin heard the sound, he immediately sent a voice to the consciousness and informed him of his identity.

"Di Xin..." The white-haired old man was silent for a moment. After a long time, he murmured with incredible temptation: "You are the descendant of the blood descendant of the Great Witch of Dijiang, have you awakened your bloodline?"

"It's not like this, but another reason. Now I don't have time to explain to you. In a while, I will go overseas with fellow Taoist Yun Zhongzi to meet you."

Di Xin gave a denial answer and immediately expressed his own arrangements.

"We're waiting for your arrival." The white-haired old man immediately spoke yes, followed by, and asked again hurriedly: "Yesterday, you were the one who emitted that big witch's aura?"

"Yes, it's me." Di Xin did not deny it and nodded to say yes.

"So that's it. Li Ju and Jiu Li Wu tribe will be waiting for your arrival overseas."

At this time, the white-haired old man felt that the connection was gradually becoming weak, and hurriedly sent a message to Emperor Xin and cut off the connection.

Li Ju, Jiuli Witch Clan!

Descendants of Chiyou!

When Emperor Xin heard this, he immediately judged the other party's identity.

"Ah, what a great formation, I can't do it anymore... Damn, why are you so strong..."

While Emperor Xin was pondering, he suddenly heard a loud shout from a distance. Afterwards, he saw that Huanglong Zhenren was actually covered in dust by a strong wind, and was swirling wildly in the air and flying backwards.

"This guy..."

Emperor Xin was speechless.

Although he had long expected that Huanglong's real person would definitely be like this when he came to the battle, he pretended to be invincible, but he did not expect that this guy's acting skills would be so exaggerated and clumsy.

"Hahaha, Huanglong, even with your combat power, you dare to apostate and hang out with them! This time, spare your life and dare to have another next time, it will be the time when you die!"

Immediately afterwards, Guang Chengzi's proud sneer came from the formation.

"How come Guangchengzi seems to be so smart, just Huang Long is so bad that his acting skills that even those young and handsome guys in later generations can be fooled..."

When Emperor Xin heard this, his speechless feeling even more.

"Brother Di Xin, how is it? Have you sensed the eye of the array?"

Zhao Gongming, in the Hunyuan Jin Dou, sent a message to Emperor Xin and asked about the situation.

"I sensed it, the eye of the array is right in front of me, I'll set off now."

Emperor Xin nodded, and in a deep voice, he rushed forward.

The moment he exuded the witch clan aura, he felt that in front of him, there was a turbulent aura that echoed the witch clan aura that he had produced after he transformed into Dijiang.

Obviously, there is the array eye, and Guangchengzi also used the aura to set up the twelve heavenly evil formations. As long as the array eye is destroyed, the array will naturally be destroyed without attack.

At the same time, the fierce battle in the formation had reached a heightened level.

Yun Zhongzi, Nuozha, Wen Zhong, Yu Ding Zhenren, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian who entered the formation were all scattered. According to the agreed method, they kept bombarding the formation, causing huge waves, and took the opportunity to help Emperor Xin get close to the formation without being discovered.

For a moment, endless violent air flowed in the formation, and the power of the twelve ancestor witches was manifested to the extreme. The fire was raging, the ice rain was pouring, and there were even strong winds, thunder and vines, elusives, and there were many poisonous fogs, circling in the formation. If you were not careful, you would die and disappear.

Under such a mighty power, the attention of the Chan Sect and others was focused on the Yu Ding Zhenren and Yun Zhongzi. As for the small guards transformed by Emperor Xin, no one cared about it, especially when he deliberately reduced his presence and prevented everyone from discovering it.

Time flies. When the system reminds that Di Xin has transformed for the third time, and the transformation lasts for only seven minutes, he suddenly sees a high platform not far ahead, and Guang Chengzi is sitting upright in the high platform. In front of him, there is a pottery jar. Inside the pottery jar is red blood, emitting wisps of blood mist, scattering out, and scattering towards the twelve ancestor witches such as Di Jiang and Jumang that formed a large formation.

The eye of the formation has arrived!

"Buzz...buzz..."

But just as Di Xin wanted to approach the array eye, an annoying mosquito buzzing sound suddenly came from his ears.

There are actually mosquitoes in this formation...

At the beginning, Emperor Xin didn't take it seriously when he heard this, but the next breath, his expression suddenly changed. He turned his head hurriedly, and his eyes immediately saw that less than three feet away from him, in the void, a red black mosquito gnaw the size of a little finger was hovering in the void.

Although the mosquito gnawing was very small and could not see the facial features clearly, Di Xin suddenly felt that the mosquito gnawing was laughing at him, and it was a playful and mocking smile.

"Mosquito Taoist!"

In an instant, Emperor Xin immediately realized that he must have bumped into Taoist Mosquito.

However, he never expected that the Mosquito Taoist would actually spread the mosquito clones, spreading them all over the twelve capitals gods and evil formations to monitor the situation.

“Buzz…”

Almost at the same time, the red and black mosquito gnaw had already shaken its wings and was about to fly to the location where Guangchengzi was located to warn.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Without thinking, Emperor Xin immediately threw a wisp of divine thought at the red and black mosquito gnaws.

But unfortunately, the Mosquito Taoist was unmoved at all, as if he had never sensed it and continued to fly forward.

"Fellow Daoist, can you, your blood-winged black pattern lineage in the sea of ​​blood, dare not even listen to the words of the Ancestor of the Styx?"

Seeing this, Emperor Xin cursed inwardly, and then his tone became colder, and he sent a faint voice to Taoist Mosquito with condescending questions.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the words fell, the mosquito Taoist's body immediately stopped. Then, he turned back to Di Xin's body, and a cold voice came out, and he said lightly: "Ancestor is still alive?"

"If the ancestor was not alive, where do you think my blood son clone came from?" Emperor Xin smiled indifferently and said slowly.

The Son of Blood!

When Taoist Mosquito heard this, he immediately remained silent and said nothing.

But Emperor Xin knew that it should use other blood-winged black lines to sense the clone of Emperor Xin's blood god son to see if there is a breath of blood nerves on it.

After all, the blood-winged black lines live in the sea of ​​blood. They were once a general under the ancestor of the Styx, and were naturally extremely familiar with the breath of blood nerves.
Chapter completed!