Facing Qin Tian, Dijun had no power to resist.
Even though his cultivation had already reached the peak of the quasi-sage realm.
But in front of Qin Tian, he was still like an ant.
It was just like how the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery faced Hongjun.
Qin Tian glanced at Dijun, who had been blown into a bloody mist by himself, and his face did not change at all.
Because he knew that as long as Hongjun was here, if Hongjun did not want him to die, Emperor Jun would never die. As the Way of Heaven, Hongjun could revive Emperor Jun with just a thought.
"Ah…"
"Big brother…"
"You…"
When Donghuang Taiyi saw this scene, he reacted and immediately roared.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
His face was filled with endless anger.
"Dao Ancestor, please make a decision for my eldest brother!”
Donghuang Taiyi, who knew that he would only die in vain if he attacked, walked to Hongjun's side with a gloomy expression and begged Hongjun.
Hmm?
Dijun was dead?
He died just like that?
Looking at the blood mist falling from the sky, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not help but look at each other.
They were also in disbelief.
"Hmph, how dare you!"
After reviving Dijun, Hongjun was furious.
He dared to kill someone in front of him. Was he looking down on him?
At this moment, the world changed color.
"Rumble…"
In the void, endless Heavenly Dao Divine Lightning had already appeared in an instant.
The power of the Heavenly Dao suddenly pervaded this space.
It suppressed the heavens and earth!
"What's wrong? Hongjun, can't you hold it in anymore?"
The corners of Qin Tian's mouth curled into a playful smile.
He completely ignored the Heavenly Dao Divine Lightning.
With his current cultivation at the ninth level of the Primordial Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm, there was no need for him to be afraid of a mere Heavenly Dao Divine Lightning.
Qin Tian had no fear on his face at all. He just looked at Hongjun with a calm face.
"Big brother…are you alright…"
On the other side, when Donghuang Taiyi saw Dijun resurrected, a touch of joy flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, second brother, I'm fine."
Dijun, who had been revived by Hongjun, waved his hand and said when he heard Donghuang Taiyi's voice.
Then, he walked to Hongjun's side and bowed respectfully to Hongjun.""Thank you for saving me, Dao Ancestor!"
He knew that the reason why he could still be resurrected was definitely because Dao Ancestor Hongjun had made a move.
When Donghuang Taiyi saw this, he immediately followed suit and bowed to Hongjun." Thank you, Dao Ancestor, for saving my eldest brother!”
In fact, the main reason was that in the face of the threat of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and Qin Tian, the mysterious expert, they had no choice but to place their hopes on Hongjun.
Therefore, they had no choice but to be respectful to Hongjun and quickly hug his thigh.
When the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery saw this scene, they couldn't help but stare at Emperor Jun in disbelief.
They were filled with shock.
What was that?
Didn't Dijun just die?
Why did he suddenly come back to life?
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery looked at each other.
"Big brother, what's going on?"
Zhurong and the other eleven Ancestors of Sorcery looked at Emperor Jiang and asked.
"If my guess is correct, Hongjun should have revived him.”
Emperor Jiang's face was filled with killing intent as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes, Big Brother is right. Hongjun must have revived Dijun.”
The Candle Dragon said with a face full of killing intent.
"Hmph, damn it!"
"This damn Hongjun!"
Upon hearing Emperor Jiang and the Candle Dragon's words, a soaring killing intent instantly spread out from Zhurong and the others. An incomparably terrifying aura surged.
This was simply too much!
If that was the case, then no matter how the Wizard Race fought, they would not be able to revive as quickly as Hongjun.
At this moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were extremely furious.
If he did not know that he could not defeat Hongjun…
"Right, big brother, just now this person seemed to say…our father can return again…"
Xuan Ming seemed to have recalled something as she spoke.
"Yes, I believe that our father will definitely return one day.”
Emperor Jiang said firmly.
"Not bad! God Father would never die like this.”
said Gonggong.
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in agreement after Gonggong's words.
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