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Chapter 938: Emperor Jun Becomes Demonic
Murong Ji looked again and saw that the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array and the Zhoutian Stars Array were still depleting and consuming each other.

The competition is about who can't hold on first.

Suddenly, many stars disappeared and gradually became silent.

At the same time, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation also suddenly collapsed. The time difference between the two was not large, so neither of them had any effect.

Endless evil spirit and spiritual energy burst out and impacted in all directions.

Di Jun held the Donghuang Bell and rushed towards the limp ancient witches. He coughed up blood while mobilizing his own potential and resources.

The aura of the two great formations collapsing has not yet been completely annihilated.

Both sides suffered heavy losses, especially the demon clan, which suffered even greater damage. Most of the star lords died and the demon generals were annihilated.

Needless to say, at this life-and-death moment, there is no time to speak.

The Hunyuan Heluo Array and the Zhoutian Xingdou Array are combined to form a complete Zhoutian Xingdou Array.

One is in charge of the sky, the other is in charge of the earth. There is no problem in joining forces to resist the powerful gods and demons in the sky.

However, Kunpeng defected and took away the River Map and Luo Shu, which directly ruined the demon clan's last chance to turn the tables.

A large number of demon masters died in the collapse of the formation. Only a small number of them survived because of their good luck. Otherwise, the demon clan would not have collapsed so quickly.

The surviving demons did not gather around Emperor Jun. There was no need for that. It would be better for them to gather around Empress Xihe.

Murong Ji looked in the direction of the large army of the demon clan. Around Xihe, Bai Ze and Shang Yang were protecting her on the left and right, commanding the large number of people that the demon clan had gathered.

In a short period of time, there is indeed a trend of turnaround.

Murong Ji snorted coldly, and countless sword energies dispersed casually, directly killing a large number of monsters. He commanded his men to go up and disperse the formation that the monsters had finally regrouped.

Di Jun held the Donghuang Bell and came to the front of the ancient witches, his eyes full of death. Di Jiang stood up, said nothing more, and went to fight.

The seriously injured Di Jiang was really no match for Di Jun who was holding the Donghuang Bell.

Donghuang Taiyi was trapped in the Donghuang Bell and was considered dead during this period of time. Whether he could come back in the future depended on his luck.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath and his eyes fell on the group of ancestor witches. Except Hou Tu, six of the eleven ancestor witches had died.

Gonggong was killed by the collapse of the formation, and he didn't even have the formation down. On the contrary, Jiufeng, who couldn't hold on in advance, survived.

The people of the three tribes were mixed together, with countless shouts and roars. In this situation, it was almost impossible to issue orders by voice, and they could only be issued through various formation flags.

Murong Ji no longer held back and used all his means to rush into the group of monsters, killing as many as possible.

Once these demon soldiers and generals leave the heaven, they will become great demons that bring disaster to the human world. The huge calamity energy will make them devour all people and things with merits in order to dissipate their own calamity energy.

But this is another vicious circle, they have no choice but to do it, otherwise they will just wait for death.

Murong Ji deliberately stayed away from the direction of the Witch Ancestors, which was the main battlefield of the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan. Now that Di Jun and the Witch Ancestors were fighting to the death, it was exactly what Murong Ji wanted.

Di Jun became the main target of the Witch Ancestor. Among the Witch clan, Di Jun and Zhu Rong surrounded him and beat him back step by step.

Fortunately, with the Witch-Slaying Sword in hand, the Wuwu Clan's physique is no longer invincible, but they can still be hurt during a fight.

The overwhelming aura of resentment corroded their bodies and minds. For a moment, it was hard to tell who was winning and who was losing.

Murong Ji looked up and saw that the fighting was in chaos everywhere. It was impossible to tell who was who. Everyone could only try their best to kill the enemies in front of them.

There is no need to worry about formations or tactics.

Murong Ji couldn't help but frown. This battle was not fought very well. Feng Hua and Feng Xu's command ability was really not satisfactory.

Turning the attention back to the Ancestral Witch, that place is full of top-notch masters. If Taiyi Jinxian goes there, he will only die and won't be able to withstand even the aftermath.

With a quick glance, Murong Ji saw Xihe again. Xihe was fighting against the three ancient witches alone and was not at a disadvantage.

However, without the means to kill the Witch Ancestor and any effective magic treasure, he suffered a loss.

When he turned around, he saw Shang Yang and Bai Ze, together with several demon saints, quietly taking the demon prince Lu Ya and flying towards another direction of the heaven.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he flew towards that direction on his sword. Not long after he left, a voice came from behind.

[Ren Jiang! Please have mercy! You and I are enemies because of our factions, there is really no need to kill each other!! Please spare my son's life, Xihe will be grateful! ]

Murong Jiji raised his eyebrows, looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Xihe's pleading eyes.

He snorted coldly, but did not chase after him. Whether Lu Ya could survive depended on his own luck.

He was surrounded by calamity, the luck of the demon clan was crumbling, and without protection, he might be struck by misfortune at any time.

Thinking of the luck of the demon clan, Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and remotely controlled the Fulong Ding to snatch the luck of the demon clan.

After Donghuang Taiyi's death, he left behind a lot of demon luck, which was all refined and suppressed in the cauldron, and then assimilated into the luck of the human race.

The next moment, Murong Ji flew his sword very quickly, gathering the tremendous luck of the two tribes, the witch tribe's luck was special, and the twelve witch ancestors were stained with the luck of the sky, which was extremely rare. The witch tribe's luck was of the best quality, and the monster tribe's luck was the most extensive. Even if Murong Ji did not collect these lucks, they would be dissipated in this witch and lich catastrophe and eliminated by the catastrophe.

Murong Ji gathered all the luck on the battlefield and quickly flew towards Di Jun and Xihe's heads.

He was so ruthless that he cut off most of the golden lotus of luck with one sword. After plundering 70% of the luck of the demon clan, he looked at the other witch ancestors again, and there were only three left.

One of them was killed by Xihe right under Murong Ji's nose.

Murong Ji was startled and had no time to think about sending Di Jun into disaster.

Suddenly, a figure bumped into Murong Ji. Murong Ji subconsciously clamped the other person. When he looked carefully, he found that the person was Xihe.

Xihe charged forward with all her might, and managed to give Dijun a glimmer of hope.

Taking advantage of this moment, Di Jun directly raised the Tuwu Sword and broke Di Jiang's chest. After seriously injuring Di Jiang, he turned around and killed Zhu Rong.

Di Jun was doomed, and had risked his life, so he only cared about how many people he could take away. Now, he could only kill as many enemies as possible and eliminate the opponent's living forces.

To give Lu Ya and the remaining demons some hope of survival.

Otherwise, if they were to be wiped out without hindrance, the demon race would be completely finished.

After Di Jun killed Di Jiang and Zhu Rong, his eyes fell on Murong Ji again. Murong Ji's pupils shrank slightly, and he was about to step forward to fight.

Suddenly, Xihe hugged her waist tightly. At this moment, she no longer cared about Taoism or magic.

In order to restrain Murong Ji, with Di Jun's skills, it would not be a problem for him to risk his life and take most of the witch ancestors with him.

Murong Ji looked down, his eyes turned fierce, and he slapped Xihe on the back with his palm of great compassion.

"bump!"

There was a dull sound and the power of this palm was very heavy. It was not much less powerful than the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

The blood in Xihe's chest sprayed directly onto Murong Ji's clothes. He collapsed to the ground and fell from the clouds.

Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention and turned around to chase after Di Jun.

Di Jun snorted coldly, but did not get entangled with Murong Ji, and flew towards the remaining ancestor witch.

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, only then he realized that two of the three ancestor witches who had originally fought against Xihe were killed by Xihe.

Only the seriously injured and dying Xuan Ming was left.

Murong Ji was a little surprised for a moment, and glanced at Xihe. This guy was really fierce!
If he had a handy spiritual treasure in his hand, or a top-grade innate spiritual treasure like the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, he would probably be able to defeat Di Jun.

Murong Ji watched Di Jun approach Xuan Ming and quickly drew his sword. However, he was too far away and it was too late to save her.

I can only use the Tianwen Sword to block it.

Directly swung the sword to open the Donghuang Bell,
Murong flew towards Xuanming at a very fast speed. If all the eleven ancient witches died, things would be very troublesome. Without Hou Tu, who knew what those reckless people would do.

Leaving a half-dead person behind, for Murong Ji, it is more important to stabilize the situation of the Wu clan after the war.

He flew in front of Xuanming, reached out to take the Tianwen Sword, looked at Di Jun who was coming towards him, sent out the Qiankun Mirror, and tried his best to resist the Donghuang Bell.

At this time, the Donghuang Bell was no longer the innate treasure it once was. It was on par with the Qiankun Mirror, and neither could do anything to the other.

Murong Ji held his breath and opened his eyes again, but he was filled with murderous intent. After taking a look, he was suddenly stunned.

The Tuwu Sword in Di Jun's hand was now filled with evil spirit. The evil spirit gathered by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, after the formation was broken, endless evil spirit also remained in the Heavenly Palace.

All the murderous energy gathered in the Tuwu Sword.

It was not until this moment that Murong Ji remembered that the evil spirit gathered by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was the purest in the entire prehistoric land.

Following the direction of the evil energy circulating in the body, another stream was gathered inside the bloodthirsty bead.

Murong Ji secretly exhaled a breath of turbid air. At this time, Di Jun's eyes were full of bloodshot, and he had already shown signs of being possessed by a demon. No, it was not a sign, he had already been possessed by a demon.

Drawing his sword and stepping forward, Murong Ji quickly used the Seven Star Sword Technique to snatch Di Jun's Tuwu Sword. He was about to kill him, but unexpectedly, Di Jun rushed towards the South Gate of the Heavenly Palace without saying a word.

Murong Ji was shocked. If Di Jun in this state escaped from the heaven, the entire prehistoric world would definitely suffer considerable damage.

With his strength, if he slaughtered all living beings, it would maximize the benefits for Murong Ji and the human race, but the calamity and cause and effect that would be generated would also be shared by Murong Ji and the human race.

After all, this period of time belonged to the great calamity of the liches and the human race also participated in it, so how could they escape?

"Stop him!"

A roar almost spread throughout the entire Heavenly Court, but there were very few people who were still able to fight. The rest were busy suppressing the demons in Heavenly Court and could not get away.

(End of this chapter)