Among the two of them, Kun Peng had the strength of a late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who was close to the peak, while Xuan Ming only had the strength of an early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. Among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, only Eldest Emperor Jiang had entered the mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, while the other eleven were still in the early-stage.
The difference was huge, but the Shamans only cultivated their physical bodies and not their Essence Souls.
Even if there was a certain gap, the battle between the Mysterious Underworld and the Kun Peng was not inferior to the other party. Without a suitable Dharma treasure, it was the Kun Peng's biggest shortcoming.
Among the countless demons, Kun Peng's original body was considered powerful, but it paled in comparison to Xuan Ming, the Ancestor of Sorcery.
An intense battle broke out between the two of them, causing the Nine Neonate and Ghost Chariot to be a little anxious. The two of them did not dare to casually participate in such a battle, or they would be the ones who would be unlucky.
Although there were fights between the demons and the Ancestors of Sorcery, most of the time, the demons would retreat after they realized that they were no match for the Ancestors of Sorcery, rather than fighting head-on with the Xuan Ming like the Kun Peng.
"Let's go!"
Xuan Ming and Kun Peng were engaged in a fierce battle. The Nine Neonate and Gui Che looked at each other and then turned their eyes to the Wu Tribe members in the camp. If they couldn't deal with the Ancestor of Sorcery, could they not deal with the ordinary Wu Tribe members?
Even if there were Senior Magi hiding in the camp, the two of them were not afraid at all.
"You shameless scoundrels, what do you want to do to the people of our Sorcerer Tribe?”
Xuan Ming and Kun Peng couldn't get away from the battle, but before the Nine Neonate and Gui Che could make their move, a crisp oriole-like voice came from afar. The voice was filled with endless anger.
"Today is the day the three of you die!!”
Xuan Ming laughed coldly when he heard the angry voice.
It was Houtu, who was also a woman among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery!!!
"Not good!"
Kun Peng had never expected that Houtu would suddenly appear at this time. He had underestimated Xuan Ming's strength and was held back by Xuan Ming.
Even though it was difficult for Xuan Ming to defeat Kun Peng, it was not easy for Kun Peng to defeat Xuan Ming either. Without any magic treasures, Kun Peng seemed to be at a disadvantage. Even though he was extremely powerful, he could only be considered to be on par with Xuan Ming.
In this way, Xuan Ming would be held back, and Gui Che and the Nine Neonate would be able to take the opportunity to deal with the Sorcerer Tribe. Even if there were Senior Sorcerers in the Sorcerer Tribe's camp, the two of them would not be afraid.
However, Houtu's appearance had turned the tide of the battle.
He, Kun Peng, could guarantee that he would not be defeated in the battle against Xuan Ming, but the Nine Neonate and Gui Che could not.
With the appearance of Houtu, the favorable situation for Kunpeng and the other two changed drastically. Like Kunpeng, the Nine Neonate and Gui Che's faces changed greatly.
Unexpectedly, the Wu Tribe had other Ancestors of Sorcery to support them as soon as the battle began. Although Xuan Ming and Houtu were the youngest among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, they were still not easy to deal with.
The sinister actions of the three had long angered the gentle Houtu. Now that she had finally caught them, Houtu immediately started to fight without saying anything!
It was hard to compare her to the gentle and gentle girl she usually was.
"Not good! This woman is dangerous!"
Gui Che was sent flying with a single punch. The Nine Neonate cried out when it saw this. How could it still have the mood to fight?
The two of them were not Kun Peng. Even if they joined forces, they were not Houtu's match.
Houtu and Xuan Ming stood outside the Sorcerer Tribe's camp like two giants, like two miniature versions of Pangu.
This was the special ability of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. If they really revealed their true forms, they would be more terrifying than many demons, especially Emperor Jiang, who didn't even have a head and looked extremely strange.
"Retreat!"
Seeing that the Nine Neonate and Ghost Chariot were no match for Houtu, Kunpeng lost the intention to fight with the Mysterious Underworld. He shouted and wanted to leave.
Unfortunately, it was easy to come, but it was difficult to retreat now. Xuan Ming and Houtu, who were completely enraged, would not let the three of them go easily. They chased after them with big strides.
Although it looked clumsy, its speed was extremely fast, forcing the three of them to fight.
"Ah!"
After several battles, the Nine Neonate grunted and was injured. This made Kun Peng even more anxious.
However, the Kun Peng was unable to save him even if it wanted to.
Not long ago, it was him, Kun Peng, who was restraining Xuan Ming. Now, the situation was reversed.
"Thump ~~~"
At this critical moment, a heart-shaking bell rang between heaven and earth. The bell didn't linger, making the huge Xuanming and Houtu pause. The eyes of Kunpeng and the other two brightened. They seized the opportunity to quickly leave these two women who were more violent than maniacs.
" Donghuang Taiyi!!"
At present, there were not many Magic Weapons in Untainted Land that could make the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery moved. Besides the Bell of Chaos, no other Magic Weapon of the bell type could make Xuan Ming and Houtu's attacks slow down just by the sound of the bell.
Just from the sound of the bell, they could directly determine who the person was.
Taiyi, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, had never shown up before. Now that the Nine Neonate and Gui Che were in danger, Taiyi finally showed up.
Xuan Ming and Houtu's expressions became serious, while Kun Peng and the other two were delighted.
They did not expect their high and mighty Demon Emperor to suddenly descend.
"Roar!"
The thick dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed along with a dragon's roar.
The Nine Dragons Chariot descended from the sky with an arrogant and domineering aura. However, the nine young Five-clawed Golden Dragons seemed to be a little afraid under the pressure of the two Ancestors of Sorcery. If Taiyi hadn't taken care of them, they would have been trembling in fear by now.
Not only the two Ancestors of Sorcery, but the auras of Kun Peng, Nine Neonate, and Gui Che could also scare these young Five-clawed Golden Dragons.
One had to know that Kun Peng and Gui Che were existences that could feed on dragons. They were born with a special suppression on the dragon race.
"You may leave."
In the Nine Dragon Carriage, Taiyi waved his hand lightly, signaling the three of them to leave. Although the three of them were in a sorry state, the Nine Neonate was also injured.
However, Taiyi had no intention of blaming them. Kunpeng could still fight with the Ancestor of Sorcery, but the Nine Neonate and Ghost Chariot could barely do so. They were injured in just a few hits, and one of their heads was almost torn off by Houtu.
If he was pulled down, then his nine-headed monster would probably become an eight-headed monster.
Speaking of which, Ghost Chariot and Nine Neonate were really a little compatible. Cough, cough!
A Nine-Headed Monster and a Nine-Headed Bird both had nine heads and many heads.
"Yes, Demon Emperor!"
The three of them dared not show any other emotions. They stood by the Nine Dragons Carriage obediently and glared at Houtu and Xuan Ming, especially the Nine Neonate. One of its heads was almost torn off. At this moment, it looked at Houtu with eyes that were about to spew fire.
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