"Demon Gods, listen up! Kill them!"
Dijun ordered.
With the Three Pure Ones stopping Ye Qing, they thought that the Sorcerer Tribe would not be able to withstand a single blow.
Otherwise, why would the entire clan enter seclusion?
Therefore, as long as the Sorcerer Tribe was destroyed, Ye Qing would definitely hand over Chang Xi and Xihe in front of the other Sages!
However, he was wrong.
He was gravely mistaken.
Regardless of whether it was the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
The strength of Xing Tian, Kuafu, and the other Senior Magi could not be underestimated.
As for the demon race, after removing the ten demon kings, the rest were basically trash.
An Ancestral Sorcerer could be on par with two Demon Kings.
The five Ancestors of Sorcery had the ten demon kings under their control.
The other seven Ancestors of Sorcery were fighting against Emperor Jun and Taiyi.
Even if they had the He Tu, Luo Shu, and the Eastern Emperor Bell, they were still suppressed.
After all, the Voodoo Race cultivated their physical bodies, and their bodies were like magic treasures. They were the strongest.
Soon, the battle showed an overwhelming trend.
The demons suffered heavy casualties.
Above the clouds.
Fuxi looked down and said,""Sister, the demons have suffered heavy casualties. Is it really good for you to do this?”
They were all demons, and seeing so many of their kind dying, Fuxi felt a little regretful.
"Life and death are unpredictable in the Witchcraft Tribulation, but there's nothing we can do about it!”
Nuwa said.
"As long as the Sorcerer Tribe doesn't appear, the Demon Tribe's calamity won't arrive so quickly!”
Fuxi knew very well that even if the Voodoo Race didn't appear, the Demon Race would still face the tribulation. However, there would be some variables in this tribulation and it would be delayed.
But now, the demi-humans who had lived for tens of thousands of years were dead.
"That's all because of him!"
Goddess Nvywa looked at the man beside Chang Xi and Xihe and was very unhappy.
"Sister, are you really jealous?”
Fuxi suddenly turned to Nuwa and asked.
"Nonsense!"
Nuwa's expression darkened, and her heart was in a mess.
……
"F * ck, this witch race is really fierce!”
Jieyin and Zhunti, who were on the other auspicious cloud, had no place to go down and get him.
On the side of the demons, they were either dead or injured. Unless they were fishing for corpses, that would be fine.
As for the living, they would either fight with the Sorcerer Tribe or die.
As for the Sorcerer Tribe, after fighting one, a group of them would come. They had no place to attack.
Moreover, Ye Qing was sitting at the side. If he made a move, he would definitely be discovered.
They could only pray that Dijun would ask them for help.
However, Emperor Jun was the Lord of Heaven. If he asked for help when the Sages were not participating in the battle, didn't it mean that the Demon Tribe was no match for the Wu Tribe?
"Everyone, retreat!"
Dijun suddenly shouted.
"Hmph, you want to leave?"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery shouted. They had not had enough of fighting yet.
Weng!
Emperor Jiang took the lead. He was the Ancestral Sorcerer of Space and was extremely fast.
He chased after them and killed countless demons.
Then, Goumang launched a wood-elemental attack to stop the demons from retreating. He was the Wood Ancestor of Sorcery.
Zhurong went forward, and the flames swept out. The demons screamed.
Gonggong was the Grand Wizard of Water. The flood swept away a large number of enemies.
Rushou is the ancestor of the Jin Dynasty.
Xuan Ming was the Ancestral Wizard of Water.
Houtu is the ancestor of the earth.
Strong good, thunder ancestor witch.
The Candle Dragon was the Ancestor of Time.
Tianwu was the Ancestral Wizard of Wind.
Xizi is the ancestor of lightning.
Shebi corpse is the ancestor of poison.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery displayed their skills and caused large numbers of demons to die.
However, Dijun was not stupid.
This was not a battle, but a massacre.
For Chang Xi and Xihe, he would not let the Monster Race be destroyed.
"Sage Ye, Chang Xi and Xihe will not pursue this matter anymore. I hope Sage Ye can stop the Wu Tribe and we can negotiate!”
Emperor Jun sealed the Sun Shen Temple with the River Map and the Book of Luo, protecting all his Demon Gods.
When this voice sounded, the surrounding people looked at each other in dismay.
"The Celestial Thearch is scared?"
" The Monster Race can't defeat the Sorcerer Race?"
"F * ck, this Heavenly Emperor can't even keep his wife and wants to sue for peace!”
They shook their heads in disbelief.
Even the Saints were dumbfounded.
Because of the Lich Tribulation, the heavenly secrets were in chaos. They could not tell who was stronger and who was weaker.
He had thought that the Demon Race could contend against the Sorcerer Race, but now, the Demon Race was simply made of mud and would fall apart with a single blow.
" Emperor Jiang, lead the Sorcerer Tribe back!"
Ye Qing stood up and waved his hand.
Only he and Goddess Nvywa knew about the entire battle. The current Demon Tribe only reproduced quickly and had a large population. In terms of strength, they were no match for the Sorcerer Tribe.
"Master Wu, we haven't had enough of fighting yet!”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all proud and arrogant. They would only stop when they reached the Sun Shen Temple.
They even wished that they could destroy the entire demon race.
"Retreat!"
Ye Qing was not stupid. Now that he could destroy the demon race, everything would naturally be fine.
The problem was that with so many Saints here, it was impossible to destroy them even if they wanted to.
Moreover, the destiny of the Heavenly Dao was not so easy to change.
His purpose this time was to snatch Chang Xi and Xihe away and get the Lunar Star.
As for the rest, he could talk about it later.
"This…is!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery left with their men with a dejected expression.
It was not until all the Wu tribesmen had retreated that Emperor Jun and Donghuang came out.
"Sage Ye! You can take Chang Xi and Xihe back. We have lost this battle!”
They cupped their hands at Ye Qing.
A win was a win, a loss was a loss.
At first, they thought that the Sorcerer Tribe was afraid of the Demon Tribe, which was why they retreated. Now, it seemed that they were gravely mistaken.
However, this did not mean that they were afraid of Ye Qing.
It is still unknown who will be stronger and weaker in the future.
Hearing this, Ye Qing admired Emperor Jun.
According to the original development, Emperor Jun was indeed an amazing talent. Unfortunately, he was still schemed by the Heavenly Axiom and fell.
"This Ye admires Celestial Thearch for having such a magnanimity!”
Ye Qing stood up and cupped his hands in return.
The Wilderness was like this. After a fight, they might be as good as brothers.
As for blood brothers, they might have a life-and-death battle right away.
"Sage Ye, I want to ask, do you really like Chang Xi and Xihe?”
Dijun was puzzled.
He knew that Ye Qing and Chang Xi had a good relationship.
However, it was not the kind of love that could kill.
But today, Ye Qing had actually led the Sorcerer Tribe's army here to snatch the bride. Things were definitely not that simple.
"Heh, I once promised them that I would bring them along to cultivate!”
Ye Qing smiled.
Chang Xi and Xihe felt as sweet as honey in their hearts.
"But they cultivate the Ultimate Yin Qi. If you bring them back to the Ancestral Sorcerer Palace, how will they cultivate?”
Dijun was even more confused.
They had different cultivation paths and methods, but they could still cultivate together?
"That's easy. I'll just take the Lunar Star!”
Ye Qing said indifferently.
As soon as he said that, everyone stood rooted to the ground.
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