"Brother Tianhao!"
The remaining ten Ancestors of Sorcery let out a heart-wrenching cry. They had been together for thousands of years since their birth. First, Houtu died in reincarnation. Now, Tianhao died in Taiyi's sneak attack. How could the Ancestors of Sorcery not feel heartache?
"Tai Yi, I want your life!" Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming roared and transformed into his true form to attack Taiyi.
" Roar!" The remaining Ancestral Sorcerers 'eyes turned red. With a furious roar, they revealed their true forms.
The three Ancestors of Sorcery, Qiang Liang, Xi Zi, and Rushou, went forward to attack Taiyi together with the Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming, while the other Ancestors of Sorcery surrounded Emperor Jun under the leadership of Emperor Jiang.
Emperor Jun had the primordial spiritual treasure He Tu and Luo Shu for defense, and he also had the Wu-killing Sword, a sharp weapon that could counter the physical body of the Wu Tribe. He was able to deal with the six Ancestors of Sorcery alone.
The Bell of Chaos in Donghuang Taiyi's hand was a Connate cardinal treasure that could attack and defend at the same time. However, a Connate Cardinal treasure was not undeserved. With the Bell of Chaos in hand, Xuan Ming and the other four Ancestors of Sorcery could not do anything to Taiyi.
The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The foot of Buzhou Mountain was turned into ruins by their battle. Countless Monster Clan and Wu Clan warriors were killed or injured.
Moreover, during the period of their war, the two races had continuously sent in new troops. Within three days, the number of people from the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes who participated in the battle kept increasing. Soon, the number of people fighting on the battlefield exceeded 200 million. This 200 million was the total strength of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes. After this battle, the decline of the two tribes was destined regardless of whether they won or lost.
During the three days of battles, Emperor Jun had made the six Ancestors of Sorcery suffer a lot with the Wu-killing Sword in his hand. Now, the six Ancestors of Sorcery were all covered in sword scars, and blood was constantly seeping out.
The Sorcerer Tribe members were also very annoyed by this situation. When had they ever been in such a sorry state in a battle? The more they fought, the angrier they became.
All of a sudden, Goumang Dijun struck out with his sword, opening the gap. He didn't have time to think and punched Dijun's chest.
The Shaman Slayer Sword pierced through Goumang's left chest, and his heart was instantly pierced.
"This, how is this possible?" Goumang lowered his head and looked at the Wu-killing Sword that had pierced into his chest as he muttered.
" Bang!" Goumang's body fell straight down and turned into a cloud of dust that dissipated with the wind.
"Goumang!"
Emperor Jiang and the other five Ancestors of Sorcery shouted and attacked Emperor Jun with hatred.
Suddenly, there was another loud noise. The Ancestors of Sorcery and Emperor Jun were instantly sent thousands of miles away by the airwave.
It turned out that during the siege of Taiyi, the Connate cardinal treasure, the Bell of Chaos, was too awesome. The few Ancestors of Sorcery had been suppressed by him until they could only resist and could not fight back. This kind of battle was something that the Ancestors of Sorcery could withstand.
The Grand Wizard Xi Zi could not take it anymore. He rushed to the front of Tai Yi and self-destructed. He did not expect to die with Tai Yi. He just wanted to blow up the Bell of Chaos in Tai Yi's hand and create an opportunity for his brothers to kill Tai Yi.
Unfortunately, the Ancestral Witch Xi Zi had underestimated Taiyi. After the explosion, Taiyi appeared in front of everyone with the Bell of Chaos in his hand. It was because Taiyi had used the Bell of Chaos to envelop himself when the Grand Wizard Xi Zi self-destructed. Otherwise, how could Taiyi be so safe and sound?
"His Majesty the Eastern Emperor is invincible in the world, and the two of you are as old as the heavens!”When the members of the Demon Race saw that Tai Yi was actually safe and sound under the self-destruction of the Ancestral Sorcerer, their aura instantly soared and they shouted.
Emperor Jiang and the other nine remaining Ancestors of Sorcery roared. A drop of clear tear fell from their eyes and sank into the ground.
It was unexpected that three of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had fallen in just three days after they had stood in the Untainted Land for millions of years. How could the other Ancestors of Sorcery not feel sad?
At this point, the war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe had really entered a white-hot state. The sound of fighting at the foot of Buzhou Mountain could be heard everywhere, and the blood dyed the sky red.
As one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang felt terrible when the three Ancestors of Sorcery died. He looked at Emperor Jun and Tai Yi who were getting more and more brave as they fought, and then at the other Ancestors of Sorcery who were struggling to hold on. Emperor Jiang knew that if this continued, the Sorcerer Tribe would be the one to lose. Emperor Jiang's heart began to bleed.
No, the Sorcerer Tribe could not afford to lose! If the Wu Tribe lost, the members of the Wu Tribe would definitely be slaughtered by the Demon Tribe. In the future, the Wu Tribe would no longer exist in the Untainted Land. As an Ancestral Magus, he definitely could not allow such a phenomenon to appear. Emperor Jiang thought.
"Brothers, if you can survive, you must take good care of the people of my Shaman Tribe!”
After saying that, Emperor Jiang suddenly let out a long howl and dashed toward Emperor Jun who was controlling the River Map and the Book of Luo.
"Big brother, don't!"
After hearing Emperor Jiang's words, how could the other Ancestors of Sorcery not understand Emperor Jiang's thoughts? They shouted with heartache.
"Brothers, farewell!"
Along with Emperor Jiang's shout, a violent explosion sounded. Ancestor of Sorcery Emperor Jiang self-destructed.
"Big brother!" Zhurong and the other Ancestors of Sorcery roared with tears streaming down their faces.
Tens of millions of Wu Dwellers felt an overwhelming sense of desolation and sadness the moment Emperor Jiang self-destructed. They immediately knew what was going on. As the witches fought with all their might against their opponents, they shouted with tears streaming down their faces,"We respectfully send off Grand Magus Di Jiang!”
Emperor Jun saw Emperor Jiang coming at him, so he quickly opened the River Map and the Book of Luo to stop him. With a loud bang, He Tu and Luo Shu were sent flying thousands of miles away, and Emperor Jun spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although Emperor Jiang's attack had injured Dijun, the price was too great!
The Voodoo Race did not cultivate the Essence Soul. Their vitality was provided by their own blood essence. If their blood essence was not preserved, they would definitely not be able to survive. Emperor Jiang self-destructed, and his blood essence instantly turned into nothingness. This also represented Emperor Jiang's destruction.
The Ancestors of Sorcery had been living together ever since the Great God Pangu created the world. Now that the four Ancestors of Sorcery had fallen, the other Ancestors of Sorcery felt as if their hearts were being cut by a knife. All the Ancestors of Sorcery roared and attacked Emperor Jun with hatred.
Taiyi saw that Emperor Jun was injured by Emperor Jiang's self-explosion and was now besieged by several other Ancestors of Sorcery. In desperation, Taiyi roared and spat out a mouthful of blood essence on the Bell of Chaos. The Bell of Chaos instantly became infinitely huge, and it brought with it an aura that could destroy the world as it charged towards the Grand Wizard Qiang Liang.
A desolate and ancient bell sound was heard. Then, she Qiangliang, the Ancestor of Lightning, was killed by the powerful attack of the Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Bell of Chaos. He turned into ashes and disappeared from the world.
In the blink of an eye, another Ancestor of Sorcery died. The remaining few Ancestors of Sorcery were extremely sad and furious. They also raised their heads and roared, imitating Di Jiang. One by one, they charged at Demon Emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
The shamans who were being massacred below were influenced by the Ancestors of Sorcery. They followed suit and roared in unison. They did not care who it was and just charged forward...
Suddenly, there was no other sound in Untainted Land except for the roars of tens of millions of witches…
"Big brother, be careful!"
Taiyi quickly dodged the three Ancestors of Sorcery who were pretending to be him and rushed to Emperor Jun with a loud shout.
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