Nu Wa has confessed 99999 times, I'm greedy!

Chapter 103
"Houtu, you have just stepped into the realm of a saint, and you dare to meddle in my affairs? You want to die!" Yuanshi Tianzun's cold voice came from Kunlun Mountain.

"Humph! Then I will try it!" Houtu said expressionlessly, the six divine lights behind him burst into dazzling divine light, and then pierced the void and smashed towards Yuanshi Tianzun.

A terrifying celestial light suddenly shot up from the Kunlun Mountains, shattering the void in an instant and reaching the depths of the chaos.

I saw Yuanshi Tianzun holding a Pangu flag, blooming with dazzling divine light, and fighting Houtu.

With Houtu dragging Yuanshi Tianzun, Han Tiandao almost hanged and beat Emperor Taiqing.

I saw that Han Tiandao's fist was filled with the terrifying power of the original law of chaos, and the Taiqing Emperor who beat him was retreating steadily.

Emperor Taiqing's complexion was extremely ugly, the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram on his body and the aura of the Linglong Ancient Pagoda were even more sluggish, and the blue and purple color on his cheeks became more intense.

Seeing this, Master Tongtian immediately became anxious, and the endless Zhuxian sword energy suddenly fell from the void, trying to stop Han Tiandao.

Seeing this, Nu Wa smiled slightly, and the red hydrangea in her hand burst into a bright red light, and in an instant, it was entangled with the endless sword energy of Zhu Xian, and then smashed it into pieces.

Seeing this, Han Qiao, who was fighting with Patriarch Hongjun, couldn't help showing a smile.

It seems that it is good for the little guy to often go to Wa Palace.

Seeing this, Patriarch Hongjun's expression was extremely ugly.

The good luck jade butterfly hanging in the void suddenly unleashes the power of heaven and earth, smashing countless voids, and is about to suppress Han Qiao.

Han Qiao sneered, and formed a fist with five fingers, bursting out with terrifying physical strength, and then slammed hard on the Good Fortune Jade Butterfly.

Seeing the battle of many saints, the hearts of countless prehistoric ascetics were filled with shock.

The battle between Han Qiao and Patriarch Hongjun is undoubtedly the most attractive, but it's a pity that Han Qiao and Patriarch Hongjun have already reached the depths of chaos, and even the power of the quasi-sage can't spy there.

But when they noticed the earth-shattering fluctuations coming from the depths of the chaos, they could guess how fierce the battle between the two was.

But what shocked them even more was that Patriarch Hongjun had already stepped into the realm of a sage, and even practiced the prehistoric way of heaven, but they didn't expect that Han Qiao would be evenly matched with Patriarch Hongjun.

sun star.

When Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun saw this, their expressions were extremely gloomy.

Di Jun's eyes flickered for a while, and then he said in a cold voice, "Second brother, quickly summon my monster clan to surrender, and follow me to attack the witch clan!"

Seeing this, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi couldn't help showing a puzzled expression.

"Didn't Big Brother say that the ten thousand year deadline set by Patriarch Hongjun has not yet come, so you can't do anything to the Wu Clan?"

"Second brother, today is different. Now that bitch of Houtu has stepped into the realm of saints, and Han Qiao is even standing on the side of Houtu. If I don't seize the opportunity of the saint's war, we will wipe out the Wu clan If that is the case, then it will be our monster clan that will be wiped out!" Di Jun said with cold eyes.

"As long as we can seize the opportunity to wipe out the witch clan, maybe we can get the endless merit of unifying the prehistoric world, and thus step into the realm of saints!"

When the Eastern Emperor Tai heard the words, his eyes narrowed immediately.

What Di Jun said is right, now that the ancestor witches of Houtu have stepped into the realm of saints, if they don't seize the opportunity to wipe out the witch clan at this time, when Houtu returns to the witch clan, their demon clan will not be able to perform at the same level as the saints. The Twelve Capitals of Tianshen are in a large formation.

Thinking of this, Donghuang Taiyi's pupils burst out with icy killing intent, and the Chaos Clock hanging above his head suddenly rippled, and the ethereal sound resounded throughout the demon court.

"The general of the demon court listens to the order, and follows me to the territory of the witch clan, and slaughters all the witch clan!"

"Follow the orders of the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor, and we will slaughter all the witch clan!"

"Follow the orders of the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor, and we will slaughter all the witch clan!"

"Follow the orders of the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Emperor, and we will slaughter all the witch clan!"

……

I saw the shouts of countless demon ascetics erupting from the sun star, and the terrifying killing spirit suddenly rippled.

A moment later, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun led countless ascetics from the Demon Court to the Sun Gate of the Demon Court.

"You dare!"

Suddenly, Houtu's furious voice sounded in the void.

In the next second, the six shining divine lights turned into a gigantic palm and slapped towards the sun star.

"Hmph! You're actually distracted in front of me, looking for death!" Yuanshi Tianzun saw this, and the Pangu flag burst into dazzling light, splitting that giant hand in an instant.

Seeing this, Emperor Jun of Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then led countless monster monks to kill towards the territory of the witch clan.

Wild world.

When the Eleventh Patriarch Witch saw Houtu stepping into the realm of a saint, his eyes immediately showed ecstasy, and then his eyes fell on Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, his eyes were extremely cold.

Dijiang's pupils burst out with terrifying killing intent, and then he said to countless witches.

"Now that the descendants of my witch clan have stepped into the realm of saints, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun of the monster clan want to take advantage of the battle between the saints to sneak attack on our witch clan. Listen up, everyone in the witch clan, and follow me to slaughter all the monster clan! It is to clean up the dust for the sages of the Houtu!"

"Slaughter all the demon clan!"

"Slaughter all the demon clan!"

"Slaughter all the demon clan!"

……

As soon as the words fell, countless deafening voices erupted in the territory of the Wu Clan.

Immediately, Di Jiang led the rest of the ancestral witches and countless ascetics of the witch clan, bursting out with monstrous killing intent, and then killed towards the demon court.

Seeing this scene, Han Qiao couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Lich Quantity Tribulation would be activated in advance because of him.

"Hmph! With me here, don't want to meddle in the Lich's calamity!" Seeing this, Patriarch Hongjun couldn't help showing a sneer, and then the good luck jade plate exuded a terrifying and dazzling light, and threw it at Han Qiao.

For a moment, Han Qiao and Patriarch Hongjun fought crazily together. Both of them were evenly matched, and they couldn't do anything to each other.

Although Houtu wanted to destroy the Yaozu, he had more heart than strength, and was dragged by Yuanshi Tianzun and couldn't get away.

At the same time, the two clans of liches fought frantically.

The prehistoric world is filled with terrifying blood. The battle between the two races of monks can be described as corpses everywhere. Countless blood-colored seas formed by blood condense and flow in the prehistoric land. Even the clouds in the sky are dyed into blood clouds. up.

And Di Jiang led the other ten ancestral witches, Donghuang Taiyi, and Di Jun and other demon court quasi-sages to fight wildly in the void.

For a time, hundreds of millions of stars fell, and countless mountains, rivers and land lines burst apart.

The war between the two clans of liches has attracted the attention of countless prehistoric ascetics.

After all, the wars between saints are fought against each other with the power of extremely mysterious laws and the power of the great way. Only a small number of strong men who have stepped into the pinnacle of quasi-sages can understand a thing or two. It's a bewildered expression, unable to appreciate the mystery of the saint's battle at all.

(End of this chapter)