Hong Huang: I am a disaster to the three religions, and you don’t want to separate?

The situation in Kunlun Mountain is extremely chaotic.

The twelve witch ancestors are like clowns in a circus, each with unique skills.

The disciples of the three religions are really enjoying the show.

The names of the photo stones are even more bizarre.

"The little secrets of the twelve witch ancestors"

"The relationship between the witch Xuanming and the Xuandan personally passed down by the human religion is actually this kind of relationship"

"Hou Tu's wild words, is it a distortion of human nature or a moral decline?"

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Zhu Jiuyin is under the burning gazes of all around.

Constantly using the most reasonable words to convince Hou Tu.

"My little sister is also sensible and uses her brain among the twelve witch ancestors."

"Now the witch clan is in such a mess."

"The best way is to go back to Pangu Temple."

Hou Tu nodded slightly, pinched her waist, and said proudly.

"I think about it and think that I should put my family first."

"Let those two birds go for now."

Zhu Jiuyin nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on Xuanming again.

At this moment, Xuanming hugged Xuandan tightly.

Xuandan was buried in the arms of the royal sister, and her head was almost invisible.

Zhu Jiuyin walked forward to persuade her.

"Little sister, now you should focus on Pangu Palace."

"If the demon court takes the opportunity to attack, the witch clan will have no power to resist."

Who knew that Xuanming would not leave, with a full face of indulgence.

"No, no, I want to stick with Xuandan."

Xuandan, whose head was almost invisible in his arms, trembled and asked for help.

"Save... me!"

Zhu Jiuyin looked at Xuanming who refused to listen to his advice.

There was no ripple in his heart, and he went up and stabbed his little sister's neck with a knife.

Ka! ! !

Xuan Ming's body went limp and he fainted.

At this time, Xuan Dan finally got out of the way, breathing heavily, his face flushed.

I almost died, what a loss!

He showed a serious look and saluted Zhu Jiuyin solemnly.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior."

"I just happen to have a few ancient pills here, how about taking them as a thank you gift?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhu Jiuyin waved his hands repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I now have some doubts that you have already surrendered to the Demon Court."

"The Wu clan is now half useless. If the Demon Court attacks aggressively."

"Our Wu clan will be dead, don't get involved."

After that, he carried Xuan Ming and coaxed Hou Tu.

Di Jiang and other ancestors of the witches who were trapped in emo and lost their minds.

They were tied up by Zhu Jiuyin with vines that he didn't know where he got from.

They were dragged towards Pangu Temple.

As for Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, two battle maniacs.

They were also knocked unconscious by Zhu Jiuyin’s design.

Zhu Jiuyin did not treat these two with the same tenderness as he treated his younger sister.

The disciples of the three religions watched Zhu Jiuyin move forward with difficulty.

The two ancestor witches who were holding emo behind him finally fainted.

The ancestor witch who was casually placed on the ground and dragged.

Xuan Dan could not help shaking his head.

"One person took on the responsibility of the witch clan, so manly!"

At the same time, in the demon court.

Chang Xi, who had just received the Tianxin Pill from Yunxiao.

She first paid for the natural treasures that had been prepared long ago.

Then she quickly found Di Jun.

Because of the saint’s action.

Since the war between witches and demons, Di Jun has never left the Sun Star.

Let the ten little golden crows feel the long-lost fatherly love.

When he was free, Di Jun would preach to them.

The ten golden crow princes also understood in their hearts.

It is true that she likes her daughter, but she also loves her sons deeply.

"My husband, five Tianxin pills have arrived."

As soon as the words fell, Di Jun, who was preaching, stood up.

This action stunned the ten little golden crows.

At the same time, they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Di Jun took the five Tianxin pills from Chang Xi with a smile on his face.

His warm smile made the ten little golden crows stand up.

"This Tianxin pill is a good thing."

"But there are only five."

"Father knows that you all want it, and the quantity is limited, so we will give it to the sixth to the youngest."

"Don't be discouraged if you don't get the Tianxin pill, you will definitely get it next time."

After that, Di Jun asked five of the ten little golden crows to take the pill.

The sixth to the youngest instantly turned into little loli with golden hair and golden pupils.

The aura they exuded was not as dandy as before.

Instead, she was soft and weak, instantly evoking Di Jun's deep fatherly love.

Di Jun also unconsciously showed a kind smile on his face.

"Hey, do you want your father to preach to you?"

"It just so happens that your father has some experience in supernatural powers."

"Can you let your father tell you about it in a while?"

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked the heads of several daughters.

He was even more delighted in his heart.

There was no power of the demon emperor in his tone.

Chang Xi was also surrounded by five little golden crowsSurrounded by them, with a motherly smile.

"Babies, come here and let me hug you!"

The remaining five Golden Crows stood on the Fusang tree, messy from the fire.

The eldest shook his head and said bluntly.

"Do you think we were adopted?"

The second one directly retorted.

"Bullshit, how can we get Golden Crow blood if we are adopted?"

"Our father just likes girls."

"If you ask me, one of us brothers should get married quickly and give the old man a granddaughter."

"Don't worry when the time comes, the old man will definitely not even look at us."

The eldest nodded slightly, groping his chin and muttering.

"That makes sense..."

At this time, Di Jun's fatherly love surged in his heart.

He recalled the scene of the Western saints attacking the Sun Star.

Hatred surged in his heart again.

He looked gloomy, damn Jie Yin Zhunti, he dared to attack such a cute Golden Crow loli girl!

After much thought, Emperor Jun appeared with a body hundreds of millions of feet tall above the sky of Mount Buzhou.

The scorching pressure instantly descended on the territory of the Wu Clan.

Countless Wu Clan members were alarmed, and the Great Wu was even more on guard.

Zhu Jiuyin in Pangu Hall tightly held Hou Tu, who had just been brought back.

"No need to take action. Now releasing hostility to the demon clan will only burn yourself!"

Now we can only pray that Emperor Jun did not find out the strangeness of the Wu Clan.

Emperor Jiang kept muttering.

It's over, the demon clan is going to attack the Wu Clan, pills!

It just so happened that Emperor Jun's words resounded through the world.

"The demon clan has been recuperating recently, and I hope the Wu Clan will not stir up trouble."

After that, Emperor Jun's figure disappeared.

Zhu Jiuyin's frown slowly relaxed, and he responded in an indifferent tone.

"The witch clan is willing to share the hard-earned peace with the demon clan!"

The arrogant and proud Hou Tu beside him snorted coldly.

"It seems that this mixed-haired bird is also impressed by my power."

Zhu Jiuyin stared at the several ancient witches squatting in the corner and drawing circles.

There is also Xuanming who keeps muttering the name of Xuandan.

There are two endless Gonggong and Zhurong outside the door.

He frowned and kept thinking about the way out for the witch clan.

Di Jun of the demon court had a strange expression and was puzzled.

"No...why did the witch clan agree so urgently and quickly."

"It seems that they also felt that their home was stolen."

"Could it be that the two bald donkeys in the west also attacked the witch clan?"

Bang!

Di Jun punched the table and said coldly.

"That's for sure. We must accumulate the power of the Demon Court."

"Sooner or later, we'll let the Western bald donkeys taste the power of the Demon Court!"

At the same time, Jie Yin and Zhunti on Mount Xumi in the west of the prehistoric world wanted to cry but had no tears.

The conversation between Emperor Jun and the witch tribe just now.

Naturally fell into their ears.

Zhunti's expression was a little flustered.

"I took action to promote the catastrophe, but why did the witches and liches stop fighting?"

"Teacher, if you know, you won't kill me."

"No way, no way!"