Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

Without the slightest hesitation, Di Jun moved out of the backstage.

Anyway, he was talking nonsense, to scare the second sage of the West.

These two saints are so poor that they are nothing.

"Brother, what should I do?"

"This Emperor Jun Taiyi's master, you can't offend him!"

Prompt to guide the sound transmission channel.

"Don't lose the big because of small things, let's go."

Jieyin hesitated for a moment and made up his mind.

Styx, don't offend.

Tens of millions of witches are not enough to turn Zhunti and Jieying against the Yaozu.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun, it's because my brother is being reckless."

"There are thousands of witches, so don't worry about it."

"See you in the future."

Received a glance at the tens of thousands of witches.

So he pulled Zhunti and wanted to leave.

The people of the Wu clan on the side looked ashamed.

These are two great powers, rebelling in their Wu clan's home.

The Wu Clan is too weak to be insulted by them like this.

If there are saints in the Wu clan, they will be glorious for countless years.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, you left something behind."

"A dead witch is no longer a witch."

Di Jun said casually, reminding him to pick him up.

These thousands of witches cannot return to the west alive, but their flesh and blood can.

The blood spirit fruit tree is waiting to be fed.

If a large number of blood spirit fruits are cultivated, then the west can also gather a large number of living beings.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun."

With that said, Zhunti's mana was dispatched.

In the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of witches lost their vitality, lying on the ground like pigs.

Grabbing from a distance, Zhunti took all the bodies of the witches into his pocket.

"Zhunti, you are courting death!"

"Sir Lang of the Wu clan, follow me to destroy the thieves."

Qiangliang and the others were filled with grief and burst into anger.

Countless witches are also heartbroken.

Zhunti killed someone in front of them, what an insult.

"Stop, do you want the witch clan to be wiped out?"

Zhu Jiuyin is very few among the ancestors and witches.

He shook his head helplessly, with tears in his eyes.

The strength gap is too big, this will only lead to death.

"Zhunti, welcome, let's go!"

Gritting her teeth, Zhu Jiuyin spat out these words with difficulty.

"Dijun, Taiyi, are you still not leaving?"

Looking at the culprit, Zhu Jiuyin's heart was full of hatred.

Seeing this, Di Jun raised the corner of his mouth and flew towards the demon court with all the demon clans.

The Wu Clan was devastated, and the Wu Clan suffered heavy losses in this battle.

Only Xing Tian broke through to the late quasi-sage stage, which may be the greatest comfort to them.

"Brother, I was tricked."

"The karma of thousands of witches is a bit heavy."

Zhunti's face was full of displeasure.

This trip is a complete paddling.

After thinking about it, I was cheated.

Whether it's the blood spirit fruit or the thousands of witches, this is basically a game.

Although, this is what he was willing to get into.

"Made, the two clans of liches appeared at the same time, and the catastrophe suddenly increased, and even our catastrophe entered our bodies."

Jie Yin looked serious.

This amount of calamity is too terrifying, it can actually affect a saint.

Deceiving the primordial spirit and forcibly lowering one's intelligence is so terrifying.

"It doesn't matter, let's go back to Mount Sumeru first."

"The harvest this time is not bad, enough to cultivate hundreds of blood spirit fruits."

"A top-grade innate spirit fruit, this is a chance."

Zhun Ti smashed his mouth, full of anticipation.