"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
After Xianyi gave the order, the entire Voodoo Race's men became excited and reached the highest point.
The Sorcerer Tribe was a race that fought against the heavens and the earth.
In their bones, there was a kind of arrogance that looked down on the world and fought through the vicissitudes of life.
This was the same as when Great God Pangu created the world and fought against 3,000 Chaos Demon Gods.
Set off!
Hundreds of Senior Voodoo Race Magi led their clansmen and started their attack on the Monster Race.
They had been stifled for decades. Now, they could finally hold their heads high and fight the demons.
"Bai Ze, stay by my brother's side and protect him!”
" Let's go!" Xian Yi instructed Bai Ze, the great primordial demon, after seeing the Sorcerer Tribe members leave.
"Yes, Master!"
Bai Ze bowed respectfully to Xian Yi.
Although his expression was dull, his movements were extremely agile, as fast as lightning.
Hou Yi was still at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm and had yet to reach the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.
Even though he had a Connate Numinous treasure, such combat strength was still insufficient.
With the protection of the Primordial Demon Bai Ze, Xian Yi believed that as long as the Demon Emperor Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi didn't make a move, no one could hurt Hou Yi.
Of course, the Diremonster Bai Ze was only protecting Hou Yi in secret. On the battlefield, Hou Yi still had to fight and kill himself.
Otherwise, Hou Yi would not have been able to grow at all.
In the Hall of Pangu.
"Is everything arranged?"
The twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered together. Ancestor of Sorcery Dijiang looked at Xian Yi and asked.
This time, the twelve of them followed Xian Yi's plan and did not show themselves.
It was to confuse Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
"Hmm, it's up to the demons 'reaction now!”
Xian Yi nodded.
The other Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery also smiled.
"Haha, if Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi dare to come to the battlefield, we will immediately rush forward and snatch the Bell of Chaos!”
Zhurong's fiery temper still didn't change as it laughed loudly.
"That's right, the Bell of Chaos is god father's treasure, so why should it fall into the hands of Donghuang Taiyi?”
Grand Wizard Qiang Liang was also indignant.
When the other Ancestors of Sorcery heard their words, they also nodded secretly.
"However, this is only a plan. It's still unknown if it can force East Emperor Taiyi to appear.”
Xian Yi was much calmer than the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He did not think he could succeed in one try.
"No matter what, this is an opportunity. We have to give it a try!”
Ancestral Magus Dijiang said.
Everyone was discussing how to seize the Bell of Chaos while waiting for news from the battlefield.
Three days later.
"Report!"
A Grand Wizard at the Primordial Unity Golden Celestial Stage returned and reported to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in front of the Hall of Pangu.
"The Demon Clan of the 13 Eastern Regions has been defeated under the leadership of Grand Magus Chiyou. Now that we have taken back eleven regions, there are only two left!”
"Good! Continue advancing!"
Hearing the report from the Senior Magus, Grand Wizard Dijiang also shouted loudly, feeling very happy.
This was the first news of a complete victory in the war between the Liches and Demons in decades.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery were also delighted.
The Sorcerer Tribe fought against the heavens and the earth. They always liked news of victory.
"Report!"
Half a day later, another Senior Magus came to report.
"Ancestral Magus, under the leadership of Grand Magus Xing Tian, we have already taken back eighteen of the twenty-one regions in the west.”
"Not bad! Let Xing Tian continue to pursue the demons!"
Grand Wizard Dijiang nodded.
"Report!"
……
For a time, news of victory kept coming.
The current Demon Tribe was no match for the Sorcerer Tribe's men, whose overall strength had more than doubled.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Hall of Pangu were also rubbing their fists in excitement.
"What exactly happened? How did the Sorcerer Tribe become so powerful all of a sudden?”
In the demon camp, Ji Meng slapped his chair and looked at his subordinates as he asked in a furious manner.
"Milord, the Shamans are all wielding Soul Treasures and unleashing great power. We…We are no match for them!”
A little demon at the Golden Celestial Stage hurriedly replied to Ji Meng.
"Trash!"
Ji Meng cursed as he punched the little demon to death.
This scene was seen by the other lesser demons, and they were extremely shocked. They were so scared that they did not even dare to breathe loudly.
The same scene happened in the tents of Yingzhao and Feilian.
"There must be a reason why the Sorcerer Tribe suddenly became stronger!”
Although Yingzhao was furious, he didn't lose his mind. He thought of a countermeasure.
" Xing Tian and I were about the same strength, but I didn't expect a peak Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Great Shaman to join hands with Xing Tian and beat me back and even injured me!”
At this moment, Fei Lian was extremely depressed in the tent.
On the battlefield, he met Xing Tian head-on, and the two of them started fighting without a word.
Originally, even if the two of them fought for a month, Fei Lian would not be defeated.
After all, although Xing Tian's body was strong, he also had a Numinous Treasure. Without months of battle, Xing Tian would definitely not be able to gain the upper hand.
However, he did not expect that a Senior Magus at the peak of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, whom he had never taken seriously before, would be able to unleash such terrifying combat strength together with Xing Tian.
Especially the Primordial spirit treasure in the Senior Magus 'hand, which was of a higher grade than his own, and its power was so strong that he was a little shocked.
If he hadn't run so fast this time, he would have been killed by Xing Tian.
Now, most of the territories that the Demon Tribe had occupied for decades had been seized by the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Demon Race's plan to invade the Sorcerer Race had failed.
The demon camp.
"Lord Demon Emperor, this time, we have been forced to retreat by the demons. Please take action personally!”
"That's right. If the two sirs didn't make a move, our Monster Clan would definitely not be a match for the Sorcerer Clan!”
Ji Meng, Yingzhao, and Feilian returned to the base camp of the Demon Tribe and reported to Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.
Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at the three Primordial Demons and frowned deeply.
Especially Feilian, who was even injured. It was likely that he would not be able to recover his original strength without hundreds of years of cultivation.
" Is the Sorcerer Tribe really that powerful?"
Dijun was still in disbelief.
In the past few decades, the Demon Race had been singing high all the way, and the Sorcerer Race had almost no power to fight back.
How could such a reversal happen in just a few months?
"Big brother, why don't I go and take a look? If I really encounter a Senior Sorcerer of the Sorcerer Tribe, I can kill them easily!”
Donghuang Taiyi pondered for a moment and looked at Emperor Jun.
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