Hong Huang: The ancestral witches are sanctified before the sermon is finished

Hearing Hong Yun's words, Li Hao was immediately stunned!

Saying that you are a kind person, you are really kind!

We don't seem to have any special relationship, do we?

Neither friends nor relatives.

If you really want to say it, it must be regarded as an enemy, right?

Have you forgotten what happened outside the gate of Zixiao Palace?

Also help us?

Not to mention Li Hao, Lao Tzu and others are also confused.

What the hell!

Are you right?

What the hell are we on the same team!

So why are you helping outsiders?

what do you think?

Di Jun's face was livid, extremely sinister.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, don't you want to help the Wu Clan and become enemies with us?"

"I also hope that the Taoist friends and students will think about it for a while, and don't set themselves on fire and dig their own grave."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yuan Shi frowned slightly after hearing Di Jun's words.

I sighed inwardly.

After all, it is covered with fur and horns, a thing that hatched from moisture.

Even if you have innate heels, you can't be exempt from vulgarity.

Cruelty and cruelty are all inclusive.

It's not that he doesn't have any opinion on Hong Yun's attitude, but he just thinks that there is no need to be so categorical since they are both innate beings and have no hatred.

Therefore, he just snorted coldly, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, if you don't want to participate, you can leave."

"Don't say these words of dissuasion again, so as not to be implicated."

Hong Yun was yelled at by several powerful people, so angry and anxious, his already red face became even redder.

It's not a good feeling to be taken seriously.

He stood alone by the side, exuding a sense of coldness and desolation.

Di Jun curled his lips, wanting to say a few more words.

Who told you to be strong?

You deserve your bad luck!

You are such a punching bag, who else can I look for if I don't look for you?

Di Jun's idea is very simple, to vent his anger.

After all, they have been at a disadvantage since the start of the fight.

It's hard to say that if you sacrifice the magic weapon, you can be invincible, right?

Your own attack can't hurt the opponent.

The battle is so tense.

Di Jun glanced at Hong Yun, and said in an extremely sarcastic tone, "Hong Yun said... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a black shadow flash before his eyes.

With a snap, a huge force came from his face.

He felt a pain on his face, his feet left the ground and flew up.

Di Jun was a little confused!

what happened?I didn't want to fly!

How could it fly?

Eh?Why does my face hurt so much?

Eh?Eh? !wrong!

Why can't I feel that I have face?

Oh, right!It's that shadow!

Thinking of this, Di Jun subconsciously looked back.

I saw that one person rubbed his hands vigorously on his body as if he thought it was dirty, and said viciously.

"Fuck! So much nonsense!"

"I gave you a face, didn't I?"

To be honest, Di Jun was a little surprised by this, before he had time to react, he bumped into something again with a bang.

Just when Di Jun subconsciously wanted to see what he bumped into.

Then he found that two hairy, thick and black hands passed through his armpits.

When he hugged his chest, his hands were directly locked, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Afterwards, after seeing the young witch beckoning to him, he turned his head to communicate with other witches in a low voice.

And his side also began to move to that side, at a very fast speed.

It's a bit faster than when I came here.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to the starting point.

I just heard the lecture of the young Wu clan.

"Brothers, you can't do this!"

"How did this happen? How fierce are you usually?"

"You have to give them a hard time. If this goes on, how can I bring you out to see the world in the future?"

The eight ancestral witches hung their heads like elementary school students who had made a mistake, not daring to say a word.

The point is that they have nothing to say.

They also want to be ruthless, but the problem is that if they can't be beaten, what can they do?

At this time, Xizi, who had just returned, said something fair after locking Dijun.

"Thirteenth brother, you can't blame the brothers, the magic weapons of these two birdmen are very good."

"I can't move them at all. I don't think they are birds at all. They should be turtles."

"The magic weapon is the transformation of bastard!"

All the ancestor witches nodded in agreement.

They really have this feeling that if they can't touch each other, the other party can't hurt themselves either.

As far as that attack is concerned, the fluctuation of mana seems to be quite large, but it hits the body...

Don't talk about tickling, it doesn't feel good, does it?

This situation makes them feel very uncomfortable!

In any battle, you must win or die.

How can there be such a level?

After hearing this, Li Hao raised his hand and slapped his forehead, "Brothers, who told you to use magic weapons?"

"Won't you ride on them and hammer them?"

Saying that, he also squeezed Tai Yi who was also captured, pushed him to the back, straddled him and hammered him wildly.

Looking at the witches, "Do you understand?"

The ancestral witches nodded half understandingly, but they didn't understand the meaning of doing so.

These two magic weapons have not been taken back, even if they are captured now, they are still sacrificed above their heads.

This also made it impossible for the thirteenth brother's violent hammer to hurt them at all.

Seeing the ignorant expressions of the ancestral witches, Li Hao understood that he didn't understand at all.

Thinking about it, how could it be possible to understand that with the mind and behavior of the Wu clan, once a creature is extremely angry, it may behave abnormally and make irrational actions.

It's hard to guarantee that Emperor Shun Taiyi won't make a move to throw the magic weapon at the opponent instead of defending it in a rage.

So, is the opportunity not coming?

It's just that the ancestral witches couldn't understand.

So, there is only one way to say it.

Li Hao thought for a while, "Again, don't you all use your full strength? Or use the law!"

The other ancestral witches hadn't spoken yet, but Xizi asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to use your full strength, and you are not allowed to use the law?"

Li Hao was speechless, his face was extremely ugly, and he replied helplessly, "Use it! Use it! But be careful not to overdo it."

As soon as the ancestor witches heard this, they immediately shouted, and their real bodies appeared instantly.

Each one has a million feet, surrounded by Dao, and the breath is extremely strong.

Di Juntai was so dumbfounded that his eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.

Good guy!

Is this the true strength of the Wu Clan?

Before, our two brothers were complacent and thought it was [-]-[-].

Is co-authoring a joke with the two of us?

If you had known that the Wu Clan had this strength, what would you do?

Retreat obediently, leaving the dog behind... Isn't the life of the bird fragrant?

Regarding the performance of the ancestral witches, Li Hao was also very helpless.

Don't let you use your full strength and use the law, do you think it is restricting you?

wrong!

Is this done in order to obtain greater profits?

Otherwise, you can feel your presence from a long distance away.

Which fool dares to send it to your door?

No one is coming, where can I get magic weapons and supernatural powers?

Chapter 58 Hey!That kid with red hair and red robe, come here

Once the ancestral witches were able to liberate their power, they immediately let themselves go.

The fist wrapped around the power of law, and smashed towards Hetu Luoshu and Chaos Clock.

That mighty one was like destroying heaven and earth, smashing Hetu Luoshu with a loud crash.

Under the influence of the power of the law, the pages of the book were instantly frayed.

Some were even torn out with tiny openings.

Still, it's all good.

That is to say, Hetu Luoshu is the shape of a book, and there are not many things that can be done. There is no other way except to beat the book like a child who doesn't want to study.