Hong Huang: Empress Nuwa, please don’t make up your mind

At this time, one after another screams came from the camp of the Wu Clan, echoing in the prehistoric world!

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

Hundreds of billions of little witches, big witches, and witch soldiers all turned into prehistoric evil spirits at that moment, feeding back the formation!

In an instant, clusters of evil spirits gushed out from the camp of the Wu Clan, and immediately the Wu Clan suffered heavy casualties!
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches on their heads were backlashed by the big formation, and mouthfuls of divine blood gushed out mouthful after mouthful!

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

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The twelve ancestor witches complement each other, and finally stabilized their figure after the power of infinite starlight dissipated!
But at this time, they have completely lost their care for the witches below!
[-] million!
Billion!

Ten billion!

Hundreds of billions!

Trillions!

In an instant, trillions of people of the Wu clan were wiped out by the infinite starlight emitted by the Zhoutian star array!
So far, the Wu clan has fallen into an unprecedented desperate situation!
At this time, most of the witch clan perished!
The twelve ancestor witches all suffered backlash and were seriously injured in the formation!

For a while, the situation on the Lich's main battlefield became very pessimistic!

Since the birth of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Witch Clan has never encountered such a crisis!
But now, trillions of witch soldiers turned into nothing in an instant!

Dijiang Zuwu spurted out a mouthful of divine blood, and became furious!
At this time, his eyes became more determined, and he roared at the proud Di Jun!
"You bastards!"

"It actually destroyed our witch clan!"

"Today, even if we end up with each other!"

"This deity will definitely kill Er Zhen here!"

Di Jun didn't take it seriously, and even felt that Di Jiang was just out of temper!
He stands in the prehistoric sky, and the majesty of the king tends to spread in the prehistoric sky!

The trillions of soldiers below were all shouting and cheering, kneeling down to worship the Demon Emperor!

Because of this move, Di Jun's expression of fearing the ancestor witch has completely disappeared!
He looked at these ancestral witches, but he was a little joking!
He never thought that one day he would be able to suppress these twelve ancestor witches!
I never thought that when the Yaozu was on the verge of extinction, Tiandao would send a gift of heaven to help me!

If he knew that the Dao of Heaven has always been towards the Yaozu, Di Jun wished he could have slaughtered the twelve ancestor witches when he was in the Zixiao Palace!

In that case, all the opportunities will be your own!
Even Lin Lan, a terrifying and mysterious existence, can only belong to himself!

So what if Lin Lan was allowed to be a demon emperor?
Isn't the reason why the witch clan rises is that Lin Lan is the witch emperor?
Without the help of the Witch Emperor, they are nothing!

Thinking of this, Di Jun felt that everything was owed to him by the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
He looked at the embarrassed Twelve Ancestral Witches without any mercy!

Instead, today!

He wants to settle the old and new enmity with the Wu Clan!
As for Lin Lan.

He once tried to think about things from Lin Lan's point of view.

Since Lin Lan became the Witch Emperor back then, but did not join the Witch Clan, it meant that Lin Lan didn't want to get involved in karma.

He is fully confident that he will take Lin Lan under his command with his demon king's attitude!

Nuwa?

God's Five Saints?

Back soil!

If anyone dares to stop him, he will kill him here!

After all, he now has the help of Heavenly Dao, and after performing the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, his strength is already infinitely close to that of a saint!
Even if the saint is in front of him, he won't let him have any scruples!
Thinking of this, Di Jun sneered, his eyes full of mockery and disdain, and he spoke frivolously to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Oh! Di Jiang!"

"I am standing in this big formation right now, waiting for you to kill me!"

"but?"

"Do you have that ability?"

"This emperor has endured tens of thousands of years, waiting for this moment!"

"It is to step on the twelve ancestor witches like you!"

As soon as the words fell, Di Jun turned to look at Houtu, and said coldly.

"Houtu, if you are sensible, hand over the Pangu Temple, and I will treat you well. As long as he can submit to the emperor, how about the emperor let him be a demon emperor among the demon clan?"

"In this case, this emperor can still give you a way out, equal to Bi Fang, and also be the demon queen of the demon emperor Hongmeng, how about it?"

After Di Jun said this, his expression was very disdainful.

It's like he's giving alms to a beggar!
And he believes that Lin Lan has no sense of belonging to the Wu Clan at all!
Now that the monster clan is so powerful, as long as Lin Lan is not a fool, she will never choose to protect the witch clan!

After all, he has not appeared until now, which is a good proof!

This time!

After hearing this, Hou Tu has not yet opened his mouth.

I saw that Nu Wa, who was hundreds of millions of miles away, was facing the shore of the East China Sea, and there was a voice of the Great Dao!
Resounds throughout the world!

"You dare!"

Nuwa's face was cold, and she couldn't see any emotional fluctuations!
But all the great powers in the wild can guess that it was because Di Jun mentioned Lin Lan that Nuwa was so angry!
What is your Dijun?
Dare to make such a decision for Hongmeng Lin Lan, the witch emperor of the witch clan, and the holy king of the human race? ? ?
However, Di Jun didn't seem to hear the voice of Nuwa's anger this time!
Now the Lich Quantity Tribulation has started.

Inspired by the Dao of Heaven, Emperor Jun sent down the power of the Dao of Heaven to help him survive the catastrophe!
Combined with the power of Zhou Tian's star formation, it can even rival the all-victorious Nuwa Saint!
Under such circumstances, how could Dijun care about Nuwa's feelings!
After all, the matter of Nuwa's treason made Dijun very sad!

At this moment, what Di Jun had to do was to win over Lin Lan and get an affirmation from Lin Lan or Houtu!
As for Nuwa asking him to settle accounts afterwards?

As long as Dijun can win over Lin Lan, obtain the supreme opportunity, and achieve the holy throne, why is he afraid of Nuwa?

At that time, everyone will be a saint, what is there to be afraid of?

At this time, Di Jun showed the air of an emperor all over his body, extremely majestic, and spoke to Nuwa in a respectful tone.

"Heh, Saint Nuwa, why don't I dare?"

"This emperor is loved and loved by the Dao of Heaven, and has great luck."

"Furthermore, Saint Nuwa, I am a monster saint of the monster race, so I should protect the monster race!"

"However, this emperor thinks that saints should not enter the world of mortals, so I will not pursue it anymore."

"Sage Nuwa can rest assured, the Emperor understands very well."

"As for Martial Uncle Hongmeng, I am very clear that Martial Uncle Hongmeng will be responsible for himself, for Saint Nuwa, and for the Ancestral Witch of Houtu!"

"In the future, everyone will be a family, why bother to go to war?"

"Sage Nuwa!"

"What do you say!"

Di Jun is neither humble nor overbearing, giving people a feeling that he represents the world!

Not to mention that he is not yet the co-lord of this prehistoric world, even if he becomes the co-lord of this prehistoric world, so what?
Isn't it still in the hands of Heaven?

Saints are the spokespersons of the way of heaven!
He even dared to be so frivolous to a saint, he was probably crazy!

All the prehistoric powers sighed and didn't dare to discuss too much. After all, no matter whether it was Dijun or Nuwa, they couldn't afford to offend them!

However, at this moment, Nuwa snorted coldly. She knew that everything was under Lin Lan's control, so there was no need for him to make extra troubles at this time!
Houtu also knew it in her heart, but she turned around and glanced at the Wuzu Erlang at her feet, and anger welled up in her heart instantly.

Seeing that Houtu turned around immediately, glared at Dijun angrily, and said in an impressive manner neither humble nor overbearing!