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The arena of the heavens.

Deep in Pangu Palace.

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch looked at Wang Mang, the new ancestor who was always evading, with a slightly disappointed expression, and then thought about it.

Also, Brother Di Mang had only joined the Wu Clan for a few months, and when he suddenly heard that his future self would die, he naturally wanted to quit.

Immediately, Zhu Jiuyin said:

"Okay, since brother Di Mang you don't want to tell the truth, then I won't ask any more questions."

"Brother, be prepared. That old thief Hongjun is a serious threat to the Witch Clan. You must strike first!"

Sanqing wants to attain enlightenment and become a saint? Then he will send them to see Father God Pangu!
Zhu Rong Zuwu said excitedly:
"Hahaha, second brother, I have wanted to do this for a long time!"

"Kill him until he bleeds like a river!"

The rest of the ancestral witches all looked excited!
Dijiang Ancestral Witch hesitated for a moment and said:

"Okay! Brother Di Mang, take a rest at Buzhou Mountain for a while and wait for us to return!"

Subsequently.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches dispersed the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation, and walked out of Pangu Hall with great momentum!
Before leaving, Dijiang Ancestral Witch also brought Pangu Hall with him in case of emergencies.

The new ancestor Wang Mang stood halfway up Buzhou Mountain and said thoughtfully:

"Could it be that Saint Hongjun is really that capable? He can defeat the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation before he can combine his body with Taoism?"

"It has become a serious problem for the Witch Clan...that's all. This matter is of great importance, so we should discuss it with them."

After thinking to no avail, the new ancestor Wang Mang saw no one around, called out the space passage, turned around and left.

In the sky.

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch turned his head and glanced at Buzhou Mountain, with a flash of pride in his eyes.

Brother Ren Dimang is as treacherous as a fox, and now he has been fooled!
……

The Hongwu plane of the Ming Dynasty.

"buzz"

Space passages opened one after another.

The new ancestor Wang Mang took the lead to walk out of the space channel and said:
"Ming Xingzong, please make up your mind quickly. Should you follow the Wu clan and strike first?"

"Zhu Jiuyin has always been unafraid of the sky and the earth. After going backwards in time, he is afraid of becoming like this."

"I'm afraid that the future of the Witch Clan will definitely be difficult."

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin also rushed to Hongwu Dynasty with Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi and said:

"Yes, in my opinion, it would be a great thing if this wild world could be controlled by those reckless men."

"When the Witch Clan moves, it affects the whole body. I'm afraid those saints will also become saints in advance."

Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao asked:
"Then according to your opinion, we will also take action? You must think clearly that our methods and magic weapons all come from the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West and the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods."

"What should we do once we are traced to the source by Saint Hongjun?"

Entering the tribulation and entering the Zixiao Palace are two different concepts.

The former is a quiet touch.

As for the latter, they have already fought face to face with Saint Hongjun. How long can their identities be hidden?

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty said lazily:
"It's simple. We can use the efforts of several dynasties to weaken the old thief Hongjun's cultivation, such as the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book~"

Tang Taizong Li Shimin snorted coldly and said:

"The saint is immortal forever. It is so difficult to curse and kill the saint. You are a thief who is just wishful thinking."

"It's better to let Demon Ancestor Luohu be the sword in our hands."

……

After a while, after a heated debate among several emperors, they finally decided to use Tang Taizong's strategy.

After all, at the end of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, Demon Ancestor Luo Hu and Tao Ancestor Hongjun were old rivals. They knew themselves and the enemy.

Even Ming Taizong, who opposed his eldest brother's robbery, didn't say anything this time.

If so many emperors failed in their attempts together, then they should all hide in their own dynasties and stop playing in the arena of the heavens.

……

In the chat group. Zhu Biao, Emperor Xingzong of the Ming Dynasty: Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, prepare to evacuate, so as not to harm Chiyu later.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty: Yes, when the war breaks out, even the Three Pure Ones may not be able to protect themselves, let alone you Da Luo Jinxian.

……

The arena of the heavens.

Zixiao Palace.

At a certain moment, Han Gaozu was immersed in the ethereal sound and decided to break through to the quasi-holy realm, using the method of killing three corpses.

A rapid dragon roar suddenly sounded in my ears!

Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty suddenly woke up and looked at Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty not far away in surprise, with a bit of questioning in his eyes.

The fortune warning for the Han Dynasty must obviously be Xuande's handiwork.

However, in the presence of so many powerful people and Taoist Hongjun, he did not dare to call out the system interface.

Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and communicated the power of the Han Dynasty's destiny.

As if because the distance was too far, only a few words came from the other side:
"Quickly go...Witch Clan...Emperors..."

After Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, opened his eyes, he shook his head and thought.

"buzz"

Quietly, a space passage the size of a fist quietly appeared under the cover of numerous visions in Zixiao Palace.

Then, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty swayed, leaving only a clone, and the true spirit took the main body and escaped into the space channel.

When Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, saw this scene, he was slightly dumbfounded and did not dare to hesitate. He sent out his spiritual thoughts and said in the ears of Song Emperor, the champion and others:

"Walk"

Immediately, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty followed suit. He first protected the Han ministers from leaving, and he was the last to evacuate.

The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, looked at Han Gaozu's actions with confusion. Although he didn't know why, he chose to leave.

a moment.

"Old thief Hongjun, suffer death!!!"

A roar that shook the chaos resounded throughout the Zixiao Palace.

He saw the energy of chaos retreating to both sides, and a slightly illusory light of the ax cut through the chaos and struck directly at the Zixiao Palace.

"Boom boom boom"

In an instant, Zixiao Palace was divided into two, and the light of the ax passed through the Tao bodies of countless listening creatures and appeared in front of Taoist Hongjun.

"buzz"

With just the power of an ax, hundreds of great supernatural beings fell and their true spirits dissipated.

And only the Han ministers, Han Gaozu and others who were left behind were dissipated.

Daozu Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, waved his sleeves, and the light of the ax, which was comparable to the power of a person with great supernatural powers at the pinnacle of the quasi-sacred realm, immediately dissipated.

Looking around, seeing so many Taoist beings dying, Taoist Hongjun felt doubts in his heart. He had no time to think about it and said coldly:
"Twelve Ancestral Witches, you are looking for death!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Hongyun and other great supernatural beings woke up from their epiphany and quickly sacrificed their magic weapons to protect themselves.

Sudden.

I saw Zhunti crying loudly:
"Fellow Daoist Di Che! Why have you fallen?"

"Didn't I agree that you would take your tribe to the west?"

"Sage Hongjun, you want to avenge us!!"

The receptionist also had a look of regret on his face. The West has always been poor, and it is rare to meet a close friend who is willing to lead people to move to the West.

It's a pity that most heroes are unlucky, and beauties grow old easily. There's nothing a hero can do!
"tread"

Heavy footsteps sounded.

I saw the slightly illusory true form of Pangu, striding out of the chaos, holding a Pangu flag condensed from the energy of chaos.

In just a moment, many people with great supernatural powers all exclaimed:
"Great God Pangu!!"

"How is that possible! God Pangu no longer incarnates all things!!"

"Hey, that's not right. This great god Pangu is not a living being, he only has a physical body. He must be the work of the Witch Clan!" (End of Chapter)