"Hahaha, cool!"
"Damn it, this is too awesome!”
"Did you see that Kun Peng, that bird, was torn into two by me just like that?”
"Hehe, I'm not bragging, but I can beat ten weak trash like the Kun Peng with one hand.”
The Grand Wizard of Fire, Zhurong, was showing off his battle achievements with his saliva flying everywhere. When he was talking about excitement, he had to make all kinds of poses to show his bravery.
The rest of the Ancestors of Sorcery looked as if they were not surprised. They were all brothers born from the blood essence of the Father. Who would not know who was who?
Zhurong was bragging about itself.
In the end, Houtu said with a smile,"
"Fifth brother, since you are so brave in battle, you can move this Demon Master Kun Peng's demon body back to the tribe and feed it to those bastards.”
"After all, this is your spoils of war.”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery immediately chimed in,
"Yes, that's right."
"If the Kun Peng's demon body is moved back, it will be enough for those brats in our tribe to eat for hundreds of years.”
When Zhurong, who was originally beaming with joy, heard this, the smile on its face immediately froze.
The Kun Peng's demon body was incomparably huge, even bigger than his Ancestral Sorcerer True Body.
At a glance, it could be described as covering the sky.
Moreover, he was not particularly proficient in spatial laws. He was simply unable to open up a space of a suitable size to place the Kun Peng demon body that he had torn into two.
He could only reveal the true body of the Ancestral Sorcerer and carry it back.
When Gonggong, Goumang, Rushou, Candle Dragon, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery saw Zhurong's bitter face, they all laughed unkindly.
After Houtu saw this scene, a faint smile appeared on her face.
Her right hand was holding a golden bell, and a faint purple light lingered on the fingertips of her left hand.
These two were the famous Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Bell of Chaos, and the foundation of becoming a Sage that countless mighty people in the Untainted Land yearned for, the Primordial Purple Qi!
However, these two were completely useless to Houtu.
As an Ancestral Witch, she did not have a primordial spirit and could not use this Connate cardinal treasure. She could not let a goddess like her swing this bell around and smash people.
Then, she would be revered by billions of living beings in the Primordial World as the Goddess of the Bell?
Just thinking about it was terrifying.
As for the Primordial Purple Qi, there was no need to mention it. The foundation of refining it was to have a primordial spirit.
Houtu had reason to suspect that Hongjun was deliberately targeting the Sorcerer Tribe.
However, in Houtu's heart, she had already found a new owner for the two treasures that could make the mighty people of the Primordial World fight for them.
When he returned this time, he would be able to hand it over to him.
I wonder what kind of expression he will have when he sees these two treasures again. In his heart, he will definitely admire me endlessly.
Hahaha.
Houtu's beautiful face revealed a sweet smile as if she had thought of something pleasant.
After that, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery plundered the Demon Master Palace of Kun Peng and swaggered back to the base camp of the Sorcerer Tribe on Mount Buzhou.
On the other side.
Emperor Jun and Tai Yi, who had escaped back to the 33rd Layer of Heaven, rang the Demon Gathering Bell.
At once, Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Yingzhao, and the other ten Demon Commanders, Demon Saint Fuxi, and many other mighty figures of the demon race were all gathered.
They were all shocked when they saw the miserable faces of Dijun and Taiyi.
One had to know that the Demon Thearch and the Eastern Emperor were both in the late stage of the Quasi-Sage Stage.
They were far more powerful than them, and they were protected by the Supreme Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the River Map and the Book of Luo, as well as the Primordial Supreme Treasure, the Bell of Chaos. Who in the Untainted Land could injure these two mighty people to such an extent?
The following words from Emperor Jun's mouth made the minds of these almighty demons go blank.
"Demon Master Kun Peng has already fallen. It was the work of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe.”
"The injuries on me and Taiyi were also caused by them.”
"Even Taiyi's Connate Cardinal treasure, the Bell of Chaos, was snatched away by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.”
"They found an extremely powerful formation from somewhere. It gathers the power of the twelve laws into one and can suppress earth, fire, wind, water, time, and karma.”
"In that formation, we are in danger of dying.”
The more Dijun spoke, the more fearful he became.
A little.
Just a little bit more.
He was about to die in that incomparably terrifying array.
This was the closest he had been to death since he was born!
When the demi-human mighty figures present heard this, they were all shocked beyond words.
When did the brawny Ancestors of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe learn how to use an array formation? Moreover, it was such a terrifying array formation.
Which bastard made the Ancestral Magi set up this array!
He had caused the demons to suffer!!
After the shock, only fear remained in the minds of these demon mighty figures.
This was because there was an endless blood feud between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe!
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