"Donghuang Taiyi, let's see how long you can last!”
Under the waves of attacks, Grand Wizard Di Jiang also saw the Bell of Chaos tremble. Its defense did not seem as stable as before.
"Big brother, I'm afraid that if we hold on for a while longer, we'll be able to kill these two feathered beasts hiding in their turtle shells!”
The Candle Dragon seemed to have seen hope as he spoke excitedly.
"Hahaha, I'll kill the two leaders of the Demon Race today so that they won't cause trouble in our Primordial Land!”
The Grand Wizard Xuan Ming also burst into laughter.
At this moment, the frequency of their attacks became even faster.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of earth-shattering explosions made the Almighties of the Untainted Land realize how powerful the Sorcerer Tribe was and that they should not be provoked.
At the same time, it also made Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi anxious.
"Kun Peng, Fuxi, Nuwa, think of a way to save us!”
Emperor Jun transmitted his voice to Kunpeng, Fuxi and the others in the distance.
Although Kun Peng, Fuxi, and Goddess Nvywa were not on the same path as them, they were all demons.
However, Fuxi and Goddess Nvywa remained indifferent to Emperor Jun's message.
Of course, the Ancestral Magi were so powerful now. Who would dare to provoke them?
Only after Hongjun's second sermon, when Fuxi, Goddess Nvywa, and the others had become Sage-to-be, could they compete with the Ancestor of Sorcery.
In the later stages, when Nuwa became a Saint, she could even disregard the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
But now…
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were the top fighting forces in the entire Primordial World. Other than the Sages, no one dared to provoke them.
"What benefits do I get from saving you?”
At this moment, a voice transmission suddenly came, which made Dijun happy.
The person who sent the message was none other than Kun Peng, who had also reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
"You can save us?"
There was a hint of surprise and doubt in Dijun's voice.
Kun Peng alone was no match for the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
If Nuwa and Fuxi were to join in, they might be able to fight against the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
However, judging from Fuxi and Nuwa's expressions, they did not seem to have any intention of attacking.
"Although I can't fight against the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, I can use my speed laws to bring you away!”
The Kun Peng transmitted again.
"Good! As long as you can take us brothers away, just say whatever you want!”
Kunpeng's words gave Dijun hope.
Kun Peng's speed could be said to be the number one existence in the entire Primordial World.
If Kun Peng were to attack, although he could not defeat the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, it should not be a problem for him to take them away.
In the entire Untainted Land, no one could catch up to the Kun Peng except for the Sages.
The great roc spread its wings and covered only 129,000 li.
However, the Kun Peng could travel 240,000 kilometers in an instant.
Of course, compared to the previous Old Ancestor Hun Kun, he was still quite lacking.
It was said that Old Ancestor Hun Kun could travel 360,000 miles in an instant.
However, Old Ancestor Hun Kun had already died. Now, Kun Peng was the fastest.
"I want the extreme yang essence fire from the sun star!”
The Kun Peng raised its request.
"Extreme Yang essence flames?"
Hearing Kunpeng's words, Emperor Jun's face turned ugly.
The essence sun fire and the true sun fire were the two supreme treasures of the sun star.
It could be said that he and East Emperor Taiyi were born from the essence sun fire and the true sun fire.
From this, it could be seen how precious these two were.
This was the root of the Sun Star.
"Alright, I promise you!"
After thinking for a while, Dijun gritted his teeth and agreed.
After all, compared to the lives of his two brothers, losing some essence flames of extreme yang was still acceptable.
After that, Kunpeng, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi discussed and prepared to escape.
Swish!
In everyone's eyes, they saw the Kun Peng in the distance suddenly transform into its true form.
The overwhelming wings spread out and instantly enveloped Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.
At the same time, Donghuang Taiyi withdrew the Eastern Emperor Bell in an instant. With the help of the Kun Peng, he turned into a beam of light and suddenly disappeared from the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
"Not good!"
"This bunch of feathered beasts actually fled!”
"Chase!"
When the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery saw this scene, they were all shocked and furious.
The huge figure of the Kun Peng streaked across the void at an unbelievable speed and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery wanted to chase after him, but they had already lost his position. They could only stand there in a daze.
"Damn it!"
The Ancestral Magus Di Jiang roared in anger after missing his father's Bell of Chaos.
"We were too careless. We actually let them escape!”
The Ancestral Wizard Candle Dragon also glared at him with a pair of vicious eyes, filled with hatred.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery were also furious. This was a rare opportunity, but East Emperor Taiyi had managed to escape.
The Kun Peng's speed was too fast.
Not to mention the Ancestral Magi, they were not good at speed. Even the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and the others would not be able to catch up.
At this moment, the Three Pure Ones arrived in front of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
"The Lich and Demon Tribes were originally enemies, so it's not strange. However, it's still a little surprising that such a battle broke out between the two of you!”
Taiqing Laozi held his walking stick and stroked his beard.
"That's right. Could it be that you have some secret?”
Yu Qing Yuan Shi waved the horsetail whisk in his hand and asked with a puzzled expression.
"We are the orthodox Pangu. If you had told us the secret just now, with our help, perhaps they wouldn't have been able to escape!”
Shangqing Tongtian, who looked like a young man, came to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and said regretfully.
The Three Pure Ones were formed by Pangu's Primordial Spirit. They were comparable to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and were all orthodox Pangu.
However, it was obvious that they wanted to know why the Ancestors of Sorcery attacked Emperor Jun and the others.
"Humph! Why should you interfere in our matters?”
Hearing the Three Pure Ones 'words, Grand Wizard Di Jiang's expression did not look good at all. He waved his sleeves and said coldly.
Usually, the Three Pure Ones had fought with them for the title of Pangu's orthodox sect. Now, they had actually come here to pretend to be good people. Naturally, they could not escape the eyes of the Ancestor of Sorcery.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also wore cold expressions and did not give the Three Pure Ones any good looks.
The Three Pure Ones felt stifled, but they didn't mind. They laughed, chanted a Daoist name, and left in embarrassment.
The remaining 3,000 guests of the Purple Cloud Sect also left when they saw the battle end.
The current Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were not in a good mood. They were afraid that they would end up dead if they provoked the Ancestors of Sorcery.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not stay for too long. The failure to seize the Bell of Chaos was a foregone conclusion. They could only wait until they returned to the Sorcerer Tribe to make other plans.
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