Looking at the figures that were charging at him, Zhurong casually shattered a Dharma treasure that was flying towards him and slapped several demon soldiers to death with its big palm. It then grinned at Yingzhao and Ji Meng, one of the ten Demon Commanders of the Demon Race, who were flying towards it. The two of them had fought with it more than once over the years!
Yingzhao and Ji Meng's scalps tightened when they saw Zhurong. Yingzhao's original body had the face of a human and the body of a horse. It had stripes on its body and wings on its ribs. Even in its human form, it still looked like a ferocious demon. However, when he saw Zhurong's fiendish face, he actually showed a hint of embarrassment! Ji Meng didn't say a word. He directly revealed his human body and dragon head, surrounding Zhurong with a gust of wind and rain. Most of his cultivation was in the wind and rain, and he was fighting Zhurong with a trident in his hand. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to bite the bullet at this moment.
Without saying a word, Yingzhao also waved his iron rod and followed Ji Meng and several demon generals to stop Zhurong. For a moment, the battle was intense! Ji Meng Yingzhao and several Demon Generals used all their skills to surround Zhurong from far and near. This was also a method that the Demon Race had come up with after countless battles. They used strong experts to fight against the Wu Tribe members in close combat. However, competing with the Wu Tribe in terms of physique was simply courting death! This required a group of experts with powerful spells to restrict and attack the Sorcerer Tribe from afar.
Yingzhao waved his metal rod to help Ji Meng and Zhurong fight. He was one of the few martial arts experts among the demons. The metal rod was his natal magic weapon that he had refined for countless years. It was covered with dense runes. Sometimes, it was hidden on the metal rod, but sometimes, it exploded like fireworks. However, Yingzhao's already ugly face became even uglier every time he was hit by Zhurong's Fire God Halberd!
Ji Meng, on the other hand, had transformed into the wind and rain, with endless magical techniques and divine light, and the talismans on his magic treasures were as powerful as thunderbolts!
Zhurong lashed out at the countless immortal light Dharma treasures flying over while suppressing this Yingzhao Sect! Zhurong then blew up a flying sword of extraordinary quality and said to Yingzhao,"Old Ji Meng of Yingzhao, don't you think these flies are useless? Can't the two of you really fight me?”
Along with Zhurong's wild laughter, Yingzhao's expression became even uglier. He just ignored Zhurong. There was no other way. There were only a few people in the Demon Race who could resist the Ancestor of Sorcery. The rest of the experts did not dare to use their Natal Magical Treasures that they had refined for many years to attack the Ancestor of Sorcery. The difference in cultivation was too great, especially for a freak at the level of the Ancestor of Sorcery. His physique was indescribably strong! Who knows when he would make up his mind to destroy your magic weapon!
That was why the current scene had occurred. Although the power of the natal magic weapon was huge, the demon generals did not dare to use it. Other than a few special techniques, the power of the spells and the means of controlling objects was generally not strong enough!
At this moment, several Demon Commanders and dozens of Demon Generals flew down from Mount Buzhou. Even Bai Ze and Shang Yang rushed down!
Yingzhao stole a glance and saw several Ancestors of Sorcery rushing over from behind Zhurong. Among them were Water God Gonggong, Wind God Tianwu, Rain God Xuanming, Thunder God Qiangliang, and Lightning God Xizi.
Shang Yang and Bai Ze led their troops to stop Gong Gong, while Gui Che and Qin Yuan from the monster heaven stopped Qiang Liang. The Demon Commanders of the Demon Race went to resist the attacking Ancestors of Sorcery. The few of them did not say anything and started fighting as soon as they saw each other! For a time, hundreds of millions of miles of the Wilderness, with Buzhou Mountain as the center, was covered in blood and corpses! The war flag soared into the sky, and the howling of the wind shook the nine heavens!
Up until now, five of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had participated in the war. At this moment, Emperor Jun, who had been blinded by hatred, could not help but be awed by the bloody scene below.
"Big brother, do you think we should use the Heavenly Cycle Stars Array?”
Donghuang Taiyi watched the situation below with a slight frown, as if he had not heard Emperor Jun. Just when Emperor Jun could not help but want to ask again, Taiyi did not turn around and said,""I just hope that the Sorcerer Tribe will not send more than eight Ancestors of Sorcery.”
Then, Taiyi turned around and looked at Fuxi,""Fellow Daoist, remember this! If there are more than eight Ancestors of Sorcery of the Wu Tribe, Emperor Jun and I will definitely take action. By then, you will be in charge of the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation, which will certainly deal a fatal blow to the Ancestors of Sorcery of the Wu Tribe before they launch the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation!”
After hearing Taiyi's words, the three flowers on Emperor Jun's head showed a scroll of ancient and mysterious pictures and texts. The pictures and texts contained the profound meaning of all things in the universe at first glance, but if one looked carefully, they would find that it was full of various variables, and it was difficult to comprehend the mysteries in it at once!
Emperor Jun put the picture in Fuxi's hand and said,"" This is the River Map. Fellow Daoist is good at formations, but your cultivation can't match the power of the Ancestor of Sorcery. You've been dragged into the battle between the Wu Tribe and the Heavenly Court. I'm feeling uneasy at this moment. Fellow Daoist, take this divine item for self-defense!”
Fuxi quickly bowed and said," I dare not accept Your Majesty's favor. No matter what, my sister and I belong to the Demon Race. We will do our best for the Demon Race. Don't worry, Your Majesty. My sister will not sit idly by and watch the Demon Race suffer!”
Emperor Jun ignored Fuxi's courtesy and put the River Map in Fuxi's hand. He looked up at the endless starry sky and said,""I guess it's hard for Fellow Cultivator Nuwa to make a move. This is good. Finally, a Sage has appeared in our Demon Tribe. Even if we are destroyed, the fate of our Demon Tribe will not be cut off!”
Then Emperor Jun looked at Taiyi." I'm sorry, Big Brother. Big Brother is devoted to the Dao. If I were not incompetent and stupid, I would not have implicated you…"
Donghuang Taiyi waved his hand." Brother, why do you say that? We've been brothers for countless years. This is what we should do. There's no difference between us!"”After saying that, he dashed down Buzhou Mountain!
Rushou, the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, watched as Zhurong, Gonggong, and the other five brothers rushed into the demon camp. Without turning his head, he said,"" Xing Tian, absorb the blood essence of the Ancestor of Sorcery left by Houtu as soon as possible. You are the strongest warrior among the Senior Sorcerers below the Ancestor of Sorcery. After you absorb the blood essence of the Ancestor of Sorcery, it will be the time for us to fight to the death with the Heavenly Court! At that time, you only need to maintain the operation of the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation. Don't try to be brave!”
Xing Tian, who was standing behind them, did not respond. He was carefully savoring the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation in his spiritual altar. The Wu Tribe did not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, but their spiritual altar was innately strong and unbreakable. The Ancestor of Sorcery was born from the blood essence of Pangu, and the aura of Pangu was the strongest on his body. This was the best defense for their spiritual altar.
However, the bodies of the Shamans were rather unique. They had spiritual altars but no divine flames. This was perhaps because Pangu's primordial spirit had split into three parts, which were Daoist Three Purities.
The Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation was no trivial matter. Usually, Xing Tian would only slowly comprehend a corner of the formation diagram. Today, he had just obtained the complete formation diagram and felt the domineering power of this formation.
The Wu Tribe did not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, only the physique. Very few of them cultivated special techniques. There were few who were proficient in arrays, but they mastered the number one array in the Primordial World. It was ironic.
The Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation was set up by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery belonged to Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Space Speed, and the Four Seasons. In this world, there were people who were proficient in 70 - 80% of the main laws of the Sorcerer Tribe. This kind of innate divine power gave the Ancestors of Sorcery a unique advantage when using these laws. There were some important laws that even Saints did not dare to say that they were proficient in!
Xing Tian felt that if he summoned his father's Pangu Dharma Idol with this array formation, he would be able to fight even a Saint! The Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation was based on the Five Elements, with wind, rain, thunder and lightning as its power, and space speed as its movement. All the laws in the world were under its control. It deserved to be the number one formation in Untainted Land!
From afar, they saw that the ten Demon Commanders, four ferocious beasts, and Demon Masters of the celestial heavens had all attacked. Rushou waved Goumang's hand, and Emperor Jiang and the Candle Dragon flew toward Mount Buzhou with their men!
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