The 12 Ancestors of Sorcery, Donghuang Taiyi, and Emperor Jun were all Sage-to-be. However, there were five Demon Gods beside Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun. They were all Sage-to-be, but their strength could not be compared with that of the Ancestor of Sorcery.
However, with the five Demon Gods, East Emperor Taiyi, and Emperor Jun joining hands, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were naturally a great threat.
"Do it!" Emperor Jiang said coldly.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery attacked at the same time. For a moment, there was a burst of loud noise.
The twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, two Demon Emperors and five Demon Gods fought on the summit of Mount Buzhou.
At the same time, the Lich and Demon Tribes began to fight.
The Voodoo Race was not good at flying, but it was not that they could not fly. It was just that it was rather slow to ride the wind, so it was better to use jumping.
However, on land, the Sorcerer Tribe could unleash extremely powerful strength.
Now that the two races were fighting here, a large number of Liches would die every moment.
At this moment, Wu Mang fell asleep. The injuries on his body and the stamina he had consumed made it impossible for him to hold on any longer.
Wu Mang had fallen asleep in the Sorcerer Tribe's camp.
Seeing this, Chang'e and the other Senior Magi looked depressed. Although they knew that Wu Mang had exhausted a lot of his energy to break the formation, and that he had also suffered serious injuries, wasn't Wu Mang too bold to sleep here?
This was not a good place to sleep. There were many great demons and demons here, and they could come here at any time to attack Wu Mang.
"I'll stay behind to protect him. You guys can fight!”Chang'e said.
"Chang'e, are you staying?" Hou Yi's heart trembled when he heard that.
"That's right. I'm not very good at fighting, so this battle won't be of much use to me. However, if I can protect Wu Mang, he will be of great help to our Sorcerer Tribe when he recovers!”Chang'e said.
The shamans agreed with Chang'e's words.
Compared to the other Senior Sorcerers, Chang'e was indeed not good at fighting. Moreover, they had witnessed Wu Mang's strength just now and knew that he was much stronger than the other Senior Sorcerers. Wu Mang was only resting for a short while now.
By the time Wu Mang woke up, the Violent Axe Storm alone would be able to turn the tide of the battle!
"Since that's the case, Chang'e, you stay behind to protect Wu Mang. We'll deal with the other demons!”After Xiong Kun finished speaking, he went up to the stage.
There would definitely be many casualties in this war between the Liches and Demons. The reason for the war was no longer important. The most important thing was that only one of the two races could survive!
This battle would determine which race would survive.
In this kind of battlefield, even Great Sorcerers, Great Demons, Ancestral Sorcerers, Demon Gods, and Demon Emperors could die!
The battle here was quite chaotic. Broken limbs, flesh, blood, and internal organs were everywhere. Screams could be heard everywhere. The Buzhou Mountain had been dyed red by the blood of the two races.
Buzhou Mountain was already a place where spiritual energy gathered. Now that there were so many experts 'blood and corpses here, it was estimated that there would be some abnormal phenomena in Buzhou Mountain in the future.
Chang'e looked at the sleeping Wu Mang. She had to protect him now.
Looking at Wu Mang's sleeping face, Chang'e's gaze became even more determined.
Many demons had arrived in the surroundings, but Chang'e was guarding Wu Mang, so she naturally wouldn't let them hurt him.
A day had passed, and the battlefield had not changed much. However, at this time, a demon god had already revealed its ferocity.
This demon god was called Citie, also known as Nieti. It was ugly and looked like a buffalo, but it had huge horns and black fur. It fed on iron and its excrement was as sharp as steel.
Now, Citie had transformed into his human form. His skin was dark, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He held a spiked club in his hand, and his upper body was bare. One look and one could tell that he was a violent and powerful person.
This man wielded his spiked club, which could easily smash other Senior Magi into meat paste. He looked quite ferocious and terrifying.
No one could withstand this piercing iron wherever it went.
After all, Citie was a demon god, a ninth-level Perfected Golden Immortal. With such great strength, even a Great Magus of the same level would not be able to deal with him.
At this moment, a woman in green appeared in front of Citie. She was holding a feather fan.
The appearance of this woman immediately excited the surrounding Sorcerer Tribe members.
"It's Great Wizard Nine Phoenix, the number one Great Wizard of our Sorcerer Tribe has arrived!”
"Great Magus Nine Phoenix is even stronger than the Magus Archery God Hou Yi. As long as she makes a move, she will definitely be able to deal with this demon god!”
"Everyone, move aside and let the Great Witch Nine Phoenix attack!”
Chang'e looked and recognized that this woman was Nine Phoenix.
At this moment, a voice came from Chang'e's side.""So Nine Phoenix is our number one Senior Magus!”
Chang'e turned around and saw that Wu Mang had already stood up. Other than the scars on his body, it was impossible to tell that Wu Mang had been injured at all. He had only taken a nap, but all his injuries had healed!
"Wu Mang, are you alright?" Chang'e asked in surprise.
"What can happen to me?" Wu Mang replied and looked at Jiu Feng.
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