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

"You bastard, if you want to hit, you can hit so much nonsense!"

As soon as Hou Tu finished speaking, Di Jun gave her a disdainful look, and immediately spoke very calmly.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"Just take your time."

"I don't need to talk nonsense with you at all!"

"Today, the emperor's slaughter of the witch clan is like picking something out of a pocket. The more you shout, the happier the emperor will be!"

After finishing speaking, Di Jun really did as he said, and did not rush to attack at all.

What he did was to torture the Twelve Ancestral Witches physically and mentally!
If you don't do this, it will be difficult to appease the hatred in his heart for tens of thousands of years!

At this moment, Di Jun sneered, he sacrificed the witch-slaying sword, swung the sharp sword, and pointed the sword at the twelve ancestor witches with awe-inspiring aura!

"Hahahaha!"

"today!"

"The witch clan must be destroyed!"

"The ancestral witch must die!"

"Without exception!"

"As it should be!"

The majestic and majestic emperors of all the prehistoric and powerful observers shook their heads in annoyance.

They were also very angry when they saw Di Jun being such a villain, but they had no way to deal with Di Jun at all!
Now I can only show a look of pity to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and I am moved by the Twelve Ancestral Witches' deeds of not fearing life and death!

"The general trend of the witch clan is gone, but in this battle, the Twelve Ancestor Wu's prestige has been achieved, and it will really be remembered by the whole prehistoric world!"

"The twelve ancestral witches are worthy of being Pangu's orthodox sect. Even though they knew that this battle would be defeated, they still did not flinch!"

"Now that Emperor Jun is blessed by the Dao of Heaven and has mastered the power of the Dao of Heaven, there is no chance of the Wu Clan coming back!"

"The general trend, the general trend! Unless!."

"You mean?!"

"Don't say it, don't say it!"

All the great powers sighed, they thought of a person's name, he might be able to save the Wu Clan!

But now that the Wu Clan is in danger, why hasn't he left the customs?
At this time, they finally understood that all saints are ants!

All the great powers who thought of that name set their sights on the Pangu Temple, expecting a miracle to appear!

In the prehistoric times at this time, he is the only one who dares to oppose the way of heaven, except for the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

However, at this time, on the coast of the East China Sea, in the camp of the Wu Clan, there are ruins and ruins, which is too horrible to look at!
But if people could see the gazes of those witch soldiers, little witches, and great witches, they would know that these witch clan members were fearless at all, and they all glared at Dijun with a righteous look!

The witch clan is not afraid of life and death, the way of heaven, and no respect for saints. Even if it is the way of heaven, they help the monster clan to slaughter the witch clan, but none of them bowed their heads and surrendered and cried!
This is the Witch Clan!
The indomitable witch clan!
A witch clan led by the ancestor witch who only respects the Pangu clan!
Now, above the camp of the Wu tribe, there are ruins, and the situation is not optimistic.

Countless witch soldiers, little witches, and great witches all died under the infinite starlight, without even a chance to repay the prehistoric world!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at each other coldly, showing no trace of fear!
They never believe in the way of heaven, and their own destiny must not be controlled by others!
Man will conquer the sky!

Therefore, this is not the time to die with the Yaozu!
But to find a way how to leave a trace of incense for the Wu Clan!
Now that Tiandao made a move, the Dutian Shensha formation was on the verge of collapse, and the Pangu phantom was directly scattered.

But now even if Pan Gu Xu Ying is summoned again, it is absolutely impossible to break through the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation!
Thinking of this, Di Jiang wiped the divine blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his eyes coldly and said to Houtu.

"Sister Houtu, if you make a move today, the Wu Clan may not be able to survive this catastrophe!"

"But I firmly believe that with your blessing, the Wu Clan will surely rise again in the future!"

"So, sister Houtu, after three breaths, we will work together to summon the phantom of Pangu again, and use the strongest blow from the Dutianshensha formation. At that time, the bodies of our eleven ancestor witches will definitely not be able to hold the Dutianshenshada!" A burst of pressure!"

"Even if we, the Eleven Patriarchal Witches, fight to the death, we will fight a bloody path for you, sister Houtu!"

"Sister Houtu, you must run away when the last blow is struck!"

"Sister Houtu, you are the hope of the Wu Clan in the future!"

Di Jiang was a little tired at this time, but also with warmth.

The 10 years of disputes made him really a little tired!
He also wants to control this prehistoric world with his younger brothers and sisters and become the co-lord of the world.

However, the current situation simply does not allow it.

If the clan resists with all their strength, it will only make the Wu clan perish faster!

As long as the descendants can be kept alive right now, then there is still hope for the future of the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan has not been completely wiped out!

Then the Wu Clan will have a chance to make a comeback!
Especially since the Witch Emperor is still alive, the Witch Clan will have a better inheritance!

As for Lin Lan's failure to make a move until now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't blame him at all, and even felt that it was because he had consumed too much of Lin Lan's resources that he hadn't left the level yet, feeling a little owed in his heart!
But how did they know Lin Lan's painstaking efforts?
Once the twelve ancestral witches can work together to survive this test, the witch clan will rise in the prehistoric world!
At this time, after the majesty of Houtu, he was unwilling to say.

"Big brother!"

"So what if the Tao comes that day?"

"We, the twelve ancestor witches, have the same root and origin. It is impossible for me to let my brothers and sisters die and live on my own!"

After Zhu Rong heard this, he immediately became angry!
Although he was born reckless and extremely irritable, how could he not see the current situation clearly?
Seeing that Houtu is so unaware, Zhu Rong will not be angry at all!

"Sister Houtu, the trend of the times, this is the best decision for the Wu Clan!"

"Brother is right, you are the only hope of the Wu Clan, and you are also the only ancestor Wu Clan who has the chance to prove the Dao and become holy!"

"You don't need to say too much, we will fight a bloody path for you when the time comes, if you don't leave, there will be no twelve ancestor witches, and we will cut off our robes immediately!"

After Zhu Rong confides in everything, what else does Houtu want to refute!
But at this moment, Di Jiang glared at her and shook his head!

"Housu! Do you want to watch the Wu Clan be wiped out?"

"Now that the general trend is going, even the Six Sages are just trying to save you from the catastrophe!"

"Do you want to watch your brothers and sisters die in vain?"

"Stop talking!"

"We have made up our minds, when the third sky-opening ax strikes out, you go immediately!"

After Houtu heard about it, he bit his vermilion lips, shed a trace of tears, and compromised.

The trend of the times, even she knew in her heart that the Wu Clan would be defeated!
The future rise and fall of the Wu clan depends on her alone!

So she has to make a choice!

Even if you don't give up on the Wu Clan or your brothers and sisters, you still have to choose to survive by yourself. Only by surviving can there be hope!
suddenly!

Just when this witch clan is alive and dead!
The twelve ancestral witches exerted their strength together, once again condensing a real body of Pangu standing in the formation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals!