I robbed the Emperor of the East

Chapter 230
Take a breath.

For ordinary people.

It's just a short second, but the blink of an eye.

completely negligible.

But…!
For the strong, especially the peak strong.

You can do many things in one breath.

For example, right now.

At the moment when Wu Shi arrived, the body of the witch god who was suppressed and knelt on the ground, and the twelve ancestor witches were all stunned, and the coercion that fell on the body of the witch god dissipated in an instant.

But also at this moment.

Their twelve ancestor witches all sensed the Eastern Emperor Taiyi above.

The powerful aura on his body has been completely dissipated!

This is definitely not a lie!

With such a close distance, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have absolute confidence and absolutely believe in their own judgment.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Almost at such a moment, the witch god body seized the 'opportunity', stood up abruptly, and punched the sky with a backhand.

I saw Taiyi above, his pupils shrank suddenly at this time, there was 'horror' and 'a trace of panic' in his eyes, subconsciously he put his hands in front of his body, resisting the punch of the witch god.

boom!
A loud bang.

This punch hit Tai Yi impartially.

In the eyes of the Wuzu Wanbu and the Heavenly Soldiers, the Donghuang, who was originally so powerful, was directly smashed into the air under this punch, his silver hair was scattered, his face turned pale instantly, and there was even a streak of blood slipped from the corner of the mouth.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing this scene with their own eyes, the faces of the nine demon gods all changed drastically!

The heavenly soldiers are even more chaotic!

The Wanbu of the Witch Clan were also taken aback for a moment, but after this moment, they were overjoyed, they roared loudly, and rushed towards the Heavenly Soldiers to kill.

As for the body of the witch god condensed by the twelve ancestor witches, it exploded violently at this moment.

Another few punches hit Tai Yi one after another.

I saw Tai Yi's figure, under these few punches, was smashed and flew upside down crazily, this time it was no longer bleeding, but spewing out mouthfuls of blood.

That scene was too shocking.

"The Eastern Emperor is seriously injured!"

"Absolutely not wrong!"

"It must have been wounded in the battle with Styx!"

"Styx was powerful in the past, even if it is the Eastern Emperor, he will definitely not be able to be safe!"

"........."

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches were overjoyed to see the Eastern Emperor spitting blood, and Di Jiang manipulated the body of the Witch God, laughing wildly and chasing after Taiyi.

"Golden Crow Taiyi! You are too arrogant!"

"Already seriously injured, you are still so eager for quick success, taking the lives of my twelve ancestor witches arbitrarily."

"Today is the day of your own fate! The day of death!"

The few punches just now had already convinced the Twelve Ancestral Witches that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was absolutely seriously injured.

Because they really couldn't think of any other reason to explain 'Donghuang pretending to be seriously injured'.

And for them, now is the best time.

Kill the Eastern Emperor!

If this opportunity is missed, they will never be able to stand up again when Donghuang recovers from his injuries.

certainly…

This is their idea.

And at this moment Taiyi.

His face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and the blood was stained on the fluttering silver hair. There was a sense of despondency in the flowing air, and his whole body was even more 'out of breath', just like a scene of 'injury attack'.

Eyes fixed on the body of the witch god who was chasing after him, with a 'worry' that was 'extremely concealed', he turned around and frantically 'fleeed'!
"Golden Crow Tai rests and leaves!"

The mixed voices of the twelve ancestor witches came from the body of the witch god, and they chased after Taiyi frantically.

"retreat."

Taiyi frowned, with a hint of 'weakness' in his voice, galloped towards Buzhou Mountain, and at the same time gave orders to the nine demon gods.

Jiu Yaoshen's face was full of worry and doubts, why was his boss suddenly seriously injured when he was clearly "suppressed with one finger" before? !
This thing came too unexpectedly.

Besides...!
I haven't received any news either!
In the battle of Styx, the news that the Nine Demon Gods received from the Heavenly Court was a big victory.

But at this time, there was no time to think too much, and they quickly ordered their respective units to retreat quickly.

At this time, the ten thousand tribes of the Wu Clan in Dijiang Prefecture seized the opportunity, and they all rushed up with crazy roars, rushing into the heavenly soldiers formation.

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In a blink of an eye, a day passes.

In the night approaching day, there was a restlessness in the silence.

Buzhou Mountain.

News like 'Eastern Emperor's serious injury', 'Eastern Emperor's defeat', 'Eastern Emperor's escape' were the most popular news in Honghuang, and they spread throughout Honghuang in an instant.

The prehistoric world is full of spirits, and the whole world is shocked.

After all, it was still the day before, and the news that the Eastern Emperor had killed the Patriarch Styx had just terrified all spirits in the prehistoric world. A day later, he was directly defeated by the "Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan". It's just too big.

Especially the heavenly crowd in the heavenly court, panicked up and down.

Those races who didn't believe in the 'Eastern Emperor's defeat' and 'Eastern Emperor's serious injury', when their spies lurking in Buzhou Mountain conveyed back the panic in the Heavenly Court, they had to believe it even if they didn't believe it.

and…!
It is also a point that makes the prehistoric people not doubt it.

That is the current situation in the land of the Wu Clan.

After the "Eastern Emperor fled back to Buzhou Mountain", the entire territory of the twelve prefectures of the Wu Clan was recaptured by the Wu Clan within one day. All the heavenly soldiers were defeated.

The momentum of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Clan reached an unprecedented level at this moment!
33 days out.

Eight Kings Palace in Taiqing.

At this time, in the Bajing Palace, there is a vast sea and deep sea.

Looking at it at a glance, the magic sea stars seem to be connected to one place, with bright fantasy sea starlight, flickering up and down alternately.

On the surface of the sea, there are three figures.

It is fan-shaped and sits cross-legged.

It was Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Tongtian. At this time, these three Qings were all frowning. In front of them, a water curtain picture was condensed in the magic sea, and a scene was repeated in the picture.

Earlier, there was a battle between the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches at the border of Emperor Jiangzhou.

At this moment, the picture freezes, and it is the scene of Donghuang Taiyi vomiting blood.

"I think it's true."

Master Tongtian said in a condensed voice: "At that moment before, I could clearly feel the sudden drop of the Eastern Emperor's aura. That was definitely not a disguise. You and I are the power of saints. The Eastern Emperor can't pretend at all in front of us. "

Taiqing Laozi and Yuqing Yuanshi, these two sages also frowned tightly.

How they don't know that what the Master Tongtian said is correct.

In their view, Donghuang Taiyi wanted to pretend to be seriously injured to hide the prehistoric spirits, and with Donghuang's strength it was easy to do so.

But it is impossible to hide it from the eyes of the three saints.

Just like when Tai Yi was seriously injured in the first place, he hid it from all spirits, but he didn't hide it from them Sanqing.

from their perspective.

This time, too.

They believe what they see.

only…

They probably wouldn't think of it.

The false can be confused with the real.

But sometimes.

It is also possible to mix the real with the fake.

(End of this chapter)