Chapter 100: All Gods and Gods Are Backlashing

Chapter 100: All Gods and Gods Are Backlashing

"Boom"

Donghuang Taiyi punched the Chaos Clock into the Wu Clan army, and the clock rang suddenly. Suddenly, the Wu Clan army was caught off guard without any precautions. This gave the Monster Clan army a huge victory. Big opportunity. ,

Immediately, countless demon tribes cast their supernatural powers and attacked the witch tribe, and the witch tribe lost half of their tribe in a short while, which aroused the anger of the twelve ancestor witches, and let them see the destruction of the witch tribe. Cracked, full of energy and blood, eyeballs protruding.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, I won't kill you, Dao won't allow it." Di Jiang shouted angrily, piercing through the sky, and thunder was rolling in the sky for a while, just because Di Jiang swore to cross the Dao of Heaven directly, and swore to Dao Dao, it was Dao of Heaven who was angry.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches all looked up at the sky, facing the rolling thunder without any fear, the witch clan had already become like this, what else could they care about, the thunder rang for a while, and then dissipated, Heaven didn't bother to deal with it The Witch Clan did it, not to mention that the Yao Clan was already enough to destroy the Witch Clan.

"Brother, what should we do? If this continues, there will be no sons of the Wu clan." Zhu Rong said loudly to Di Jiang with dense bloodshot eyes.

After such a long time, from the hundreds of millions of members of the Witch Clan at the beginning, there are now less than ten million people left. If this continues, the Witch Clan will be killed by the Monster Clan sooner or later.

Di Jiang looked at the warriors of the Wu clan who were fighting bloody battles below without fear of life and death. Their hearts were dripping with blood. They were the newborns. As long as they were given time, the army of the Yaozu might not be their opponents, but now, the Yaozu did not Give the Wu clan time to develop.

what to do! ! how! ! Di Jiang's heart was twisted like a knife, what could he do, now the Twelve Ancestral Witches have been dragged to death by the top ten demon saints, Dijun Taiyi, and many generals of the demon clan, there is no way at all.

Suddenly Zhu Jiuyin's face turned hard, and he looked at Di Jiang and said hoarsely: "Brother, we have no other choice, let's fight! Use the Twelve Capitals to fight."

"Yes, brother, let's use the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons to kill all the little bastards of the monster clan." Gong Gong also yelled at Di Jiang.

Hearing what the brothers said, Di Jiang fell into deep thought. The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals is a formation that they have only recently realized. It can summon Pangu's body, but they have never used it, and they don't even have a deep understanding. Can it be possible? It's still two things to say when it's clothed.

In the end, Di Jiang's eyes were also ruthless, and now he has no choice but to rely on luck, Di Jiang said in his heart: Father God bless.

"Brothers and sisters, today is the day of life and death for our witch clan. We have set up a great array of gods and gods in the twelve capitals. Only success is not allowed to fail." Di Jiang solemnly said to the other ancestor witches.

"All the gods are evil, get up."

Immediately, the twelve ancestor witches stood in a strange position, with a drop of blood gushing from their brows, and the twelve drops of blood gathered together, and suddenly there was a roar between the sky and the earth, the sky roared, the ground trembled, and at the same time the twelve laws They also gathered together, and the breath of power was spreading.

"This is!!" Hong Yun, who had always been hidden in the void, was startled when he saw the twelve ancestor witches forming a large formation, and lost his voice. Are they all gods? How could it be possible to comprehend it now, comprehension belongs to comprehension, but it is another thing to be able to publish it.

Randomly, Hong Yun understood the meaning of the ancestral witches. They are now at the end of the road. They have no choice but to build the Twelve Capitals Gods and Gods. Otherwise, the witch clan will be finished. Yes, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are also betting.

Hong Yun looked out of the chaos, at the direction of Zixiao Palace, he couldn't figure out what Hongjun meant at all, now that the direction of Honghuang has begun to deviate from his own cognition, if the witch clan is extinct now, then the future lich will be calamity What about Xing Tian and Hao Tian?

"Is Hongjun gambling? Or is he taking a riskier move? Or is he playing against him earlier than himself?" , the witch clan perished, how did the Six Paths of Reincarnation be established, could it be that Sanqing was used to fill it in?

Can't tolerate Hongyun not thinking too much, just because Hongjun is too ruthless this time, the price is too high, so big that Hongyun subverts Hongjun's perception of Hongjun, in his imagination, Hongjun should pay attention to balance, but now the Wu clan frequently On the verge of death, Hongjun didn't make a move.

Just as Hong Yun was thinking deeply, the Twelve Capitals of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Bu's Great Formation of the Gods and Gods had begun to operate, and suddenly the whole Great Desolation began to tremble, endless turbidity began to gather towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the whole Great Desolation shook.

Some great powers looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches one after another, wondering what the Twelve Ancestral Witches were trying to do, and also had lingering fears. The authentic descendants of Pangu were not simple, Sanqing, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not simple characters.

"Ah!!!" Suddenly Xuanming among the Twelve Ancestral Witches yelled out in pain, and the Twelve Capitals' gods and demons began to tremble suddenly, and the endless turbid air was a little scattered, unable to gather together.

"Little sister, hold on." Di Jiang shouted, now we can't give up all our previous efforts, otherwise all twelve ancestor witches will be backlashed, and the witch clan will fall into an endless abyss.

"Brother, I can't hold it anymore." Shebishi and Rushou also roared, they felt endless turbidity rushing into their bodies, and they felt that their bodies were about to explode, comparable to middle-grade Xiantian spirits Bao's physical body can't support such a huge turbidity.

Suddenly Di Jiang also felt his eyes go dark, and he was also a little powerless. They had never comprehended the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons once, but only watched them once, so how could they be released smoothly.

All of a sudden, the turbid air in the prehistoric area gathered, and such a huge turbid air caused many great powers in the prehistoric area to retreat one after another. Even Emperor Jun Taiyi and the top ten demon saints also retreated a little. Qi invades the body and can easily damage one's self-cultivation.

Suddenly, these turbid qi began to be uncontrollable, and endless turbid qi scattered away. Such a huge overflow of turbid qi shocked many powerful people present, and even the fighting armies of the Lich and Demon Clans stopped.

"Brother, is this?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at the expressions of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they were all in pain, and for some reason, he asked Hong Yun beside him.

"Hmph, arrogance and ignorance, how can the gods and gods be made like this? This is backlashed by the big formation." Hong Yun looked at the twelve ancestor witches, and when he saw the turbidity riot, he already knew that this was the backlash of the big formation .

"Backlash? The Great Formation of the Gods of the Twelve Capitals!" As soon as Zhen Yuanzi heard Hong Yun's words and deduced the secrets, he already knew the power of the Great Formation of the Gods of the Twelve Capitals.

Boom. Bang.

With a loud noise, the twelve ancestor witches flew out one after another, their bodies were bloody and bloody, and they fell heavily to the ground, their spirits atrophied and their faces pale.