I rely on Gou to prove the Dao [Honghuang]

Ten days later, the crops were scorched, the grass and trees were killed, and there was nothing for the living beings to eat.The Kuafu of the Wu tribe died of exhaustion day by day. The twelve ancestor witches took one of the Xiantian five square flags from the ground, and made it into a sun-shooting bow. The whole body was as red as blood. golden arrow.

One day, Dawu Dayi carried a sun-shooting bow on his back. In a shaded place, he stretched his bow and drew the bow, aiming at the ten golden crows in the sky.

"Whoosh!" A Xiantian Gengjin arrow pierced through the clouds, heading straight for the little Golden Crow.

The Xiantian Geng Golden Arrow shone with a deep white light under the illumination of the Golden Crow, invincible, sharp and frightening.

"Ah!" A scream!

A golden crow fell from the sky and turned into Jiao Wo.

In the sky, there are still nine golden crows.

Xi He seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and cried out in pain, "My child! Da Yi, I will never die with you!"

"Emperor Master, tell the rest of the princes to return to the heaven quickly." Di Jun immediately ordered to Kunpeng, "Damn it! That Wu Clan's cunning secretly forged a sun-shooting bow."

"Brother, I'm afraid the Wu Clan came prepared, why don't I go with the emperor to rescue my nephew." Donghuang Taiyi was also very anxious, he had always loved his ten nephews as if they were his own sons.

Now that Little Golden Crow is being persecuted, he is heartbroken.

"Taiyi, thank you for your hard work." Di Jun was very moved. He was seriously injured by Hongjun back then, and his cultivation level fell to the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Taiyi assisted him all the way, and took many shots to teach the rebels for him until his cultivation was completely restored.Taiyi has no children, and has always regarded the ten little golden crows and the twelve little jade rabbits as his own, and gave them all, which is worse than his father's fault.

Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng left the Heavenly Court together to save the remaining Golden Crows.

"Whizzing!"

Under the protection of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, Dayi shot nine arrows in a row and killed nine little golden crows in a row.

There is only one little Golden Crow left in the sky, and the tenth son, Lu Ya.

The last Xiantian Gengjin arrow was aimed at Lu Ya, and Lu Ya was terrified. At this time, he had no escape, he was shackled in this world, and he could not fly out at all.

The cold and cold arrow contained the power to destroy heaven and earth, and with a slight touch, he was killed on the spot.

"Da Yi, you dare to shoot and kill the prince of my demon tribe, that is an unforgivable crime!" There was a threatening voice in the air, and a huge three-legged golden crow smashed through the shackle barrier, and the fiery flames burned brightly, reflecting the world.

He grabbed the last Xiantian Gengjin arrow with his bare hands and broke it.

Suck!

The prehistoric creatures gasped, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was so powerful.

"Da Yi, you will die today!" The Eastern Emperor Tai shouted loudly, and the huge golden crow and fire shadow moved towards Dayi, as fast as lightning and as fierce as the wind.

The quasi-sage's aura overwhelmed the world.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi was actually a quasi-sage, and the twelve ancestor witches on the ground never thought of it.The highest cultivator of the demon clan is not the demon emperor Jun, but Donghuang Taiyi who is behind his scenes.

"Finished formation!" Di Jiang yelled sharply, Dayi is the hero of their Wu Clan and cannot die.

The twelve ancestors of witches worked together to form a large array of gods and demons in the twelve capitals, and a phantom of Pangu appeared in the void, with a myriad of aura. Although it was not one-tenth of the hero's stalwart when the world was opened, the aura of a saint also made countless The prehistoric creatures are terrified.

The power of black clouds pressing down on the city and wanting to destroy it, the power to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, is like the reappearance of Pangu.

Pangu proved the Tao with his strength, opened up the world, his power, even today's No. 1 Hongjun has to avoid three points.

Pangu Xuying resisted Donghuang Taiyi's attack and protected Dayi behind him.

"Da Yi, you must die today, and no one can stop me!" Donghuang Taiyi's eyes contained a more murderous and murderous aura, and his killing intent became stronger, "Pangu Xuying, what is there to be afraid of!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

A big bell emerged from the top of his head, the sound of the bell was mighty, the universe was brilliant, it shook the wilderness and the four seas, suppressing the mystery of heaven and earth.

The Chaos Clock, an innate treasure, is the accompanying spiritual treasure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, which can reverse time and space, and shake the universe.The dark and yellow aura of the Chaos Bell protected Donghuang Taiyi's body.

Under the protection of the Chaos Clock, Donghuang Taiyi was able to draw with Pangu Xuying.

The three great defensive treasures of the Chaos Clock are infinitely powerful, and countless great powers are watching the battle here in the dark.

Kunpeng took advantage of the scuffle between Donghuang Taiyi and the Twelve Witch Ancestors, and rescued Lu Ya.

"Ah!" a scream.

All sentient beings looked back and found that Dayi collapsed on the ground and was assassinated to death. A cold sword pierced his body.

Standing beside his dead body was a icy and icy woman, holding the Xihe Sword, the mother of the Ten Golden Crows, Xihe, the Lunar Star Master.

The pain of bereavement, slashing the enemy still can't relieve the pain.

"The Twelve Ancestors of Witches, the assassination of my son is unshakable." Xi He looked at the Twelve Ancestors of Witches in front of him coldly. All along, she and Chang Xi had stayed out of the Lich War and never participated in it.

The nine sons were killed, how could Xi He hold back, pretending that nothing happened and the years were peaceful.

Da Luo Jinxian's peak aura was in full bloom, Xi He's sword was filled with a soaring glow, and her Xi He's cultivation level would never lose to any ancestor Wu.

I saw that after Xi He joined hands with Donghuang Taiyi, he was able to use his body to pull the sun star and the lunar star, combining the power of 360 five stars in the sky to form a big circle of stars.

The Zhou Tian Xingdou Grand Array summons the power of hundreds of millions of stars to condense into a huge killing array, which is enough to destroy the world.

The movements of Xihe and Donghuangtaiyi's formation were unfamiliar, and it seemed that it was the first time they used it, and the formation did not exert its full power.If not, the unsuspecting Twelve Ancestral Witches could be taken down.

The two sides entangled and fought fiercely, the prehistoric desert was faintly broken, the sea water flowed backwards, and the realm of the outer demon realm waited for an opportunity to linger over the prehistoric desolate sky.

"Stop!" the saint said.

Three figures floated in the air, and the one who came was actually Sanqing.

The prehistoric creatures were amazed, except for Hongjun's lineage, who else dared to scold the two clans.

"The Dao ancestor has ordered that the two clans of the Lich cease fighting immediately."

The three of them shot together, the majesty of the saint lingered, and the air permeated the land.

With just a few gestures, the Twelve Capitals Heavenly God Demon Formation and the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation were dissolved. The two terrifying formations just now disappeared. If it weren't for the aura permeating the heaven and earth, the sentient beings would have thought it was just an illusion.

"It's unfair, Xi He can't follow orders. The Wu Clan killed my son. If you can't avenge my nine sons who died in vain, Xi He will be a mother in vain." The sword in Xi He's hand was still held high, and he never put it down. I want the blood of the witch clan to pay back."

Xihe's sword was unsheathed, and his slender and clear wrist was fierce, and the sword stabbed towards Dijiang of the Twelve Witch Ancestors like a lightning dragon.

"boom!"

Xihe's sword was broken inch by inch and turned into flying smoke, leaving only the hilt.

Yuanshi Tianzun made a move, he only stretched out two fingers, and clamped Xihe's sword, turned it lightly, and Xihe's sword shattered.

The prestige of a saint cannot be provoked.

His move was not to save Dijiang, but to protect his saint's face.

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at Xi He coldly and ruthlessly, "You monster race will defy the will of the Taoist ancestors and fight against us saints. I miss you today because of the pain of losing your son, and I will spare you for a while."

"The monsters don't dare." Donghuang Taiyi held back the dissatisfaction in his heart, and firmly held Xihe, for fear that she would do something stupid again and contradict Sanqing.

It's because their strength is too weak, even if they are quasi-sages, it's not enough.

"The ten golden crows left the hibiscus tree without keeping order. They reappeared together for ten days. The earth was scorched, and the prehistoric people were devastated. It was the negligence of the monster clan. The witch clan shot them to seek survival for other prehistoric creatures. There is no sin. " Lao Tzu said, it can be regarded as a conclusion on today's matter.

No matter how dissatisfied the Yaozu can only accept it.

Your bear child is not taken care of well, ran out to harm other living beings, was killed by an expert, and died as he died, this is cause and effect.

Shi Miao nestled on top of Tong Tian's head, taking a panoramic view of all this.

As a female creature, she could understand Xi He's pain. If only one of the ten children was killed, even a mother would collapse.

What Daozu and the others said was not unreasonable. Millions of people died because of ten golden crows. Who will seek justice for millions of innocent souls?

The battle ended hastily after repeated adjustments.

But the matter is not over yet, Xihe Dijun, who lost nine golden crows, will never get news because they killed a big Wu Dayi, they will target the twelve witch ancestors.

"Sister, I'm still sad about my nephew." Chang Xi comforted him when he saw Xi and Yu Yu.

"Sister, my poor nine children died so badly!" Xi He cried and mourned, "The Taoist ancestor ordered that the two clans of witches and witches shall not fight each other, and Brother Jun has nothing to do with the twelve ancestors of witches."

"Sister, don't cry anymore." Chang Xi persuaded, she leaned close to Xi He and whispered in Xi He's ear, "Sister, I have a way here, our demon clan can't take action against the witch clan, how about letting the twelve ancestors of the witch clan fight internally? "

"Sister, don't be joking. The twelve ancestors of witches were formed by the illusion of Pangu's essence and blood. They are as close as brothers. How could they cause internal turmoil because of the few words of others." .

"Sister, there is nothing impossible in Honghuang, as long as you do it intentionally." Chang Xi said.

She whispered quietly, and the two sisters showed a smile.

"Tongtian, did Nuwa pick up the stone recently?" Shi Miao asked while standing on Tongtian's head.

Counting the time, the sky seems to be about to collapse.