Chapter 130 War

"How dare you!"

At the critical moment, a loud shout was heard from the sky, followed by a stream of light that appeared like a rainbow piercing the sun, breaking through the air, trying to forcibly block Xuantian's power to kill the immortals.

"Hmph! I want him to die, and you guys want to stop me? No one can stop me today!"

Xuantian snorted coldly, looked at the flying stream of light, and punched out.

"Boom!"

Two strong rays of light burst out, and with a loud bang, the world was in turmoil. In the most intense confrontation, Xuantian destroyed the stream of light with a punch, and at the same time, the power to kill the immortals cut off the head of Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, without any hindrance.

"You..."

The expression on Zhurong's face froze. Before, because of the Wheel of Time and the Wheel of Life and Death, Zhurong had been extremely weakened. If Xuantian's power to kill the immortals was added, Zhurong would be killed in an instant before others could intercept him. Although Zhu Rong, the Fire Ancestor, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, had a body comparable to that of a late quasi-sage, Xuantian almost killed Di Jun, so it would not take much effort to deal with Zhu Rong.

"Bang!"

With a sound, Zhu Rong's head fell and rolled on the ground. Then, his majestic body fell down at this moment, smashing a huge pit on the ground.

The wind and clouds surged, the world shook, and the raging flames instantly burned up, reaching the sky.

"Zhu Rong!"

The remaining eleven figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches broke through the air at this moment. Looking at Zhu Rong who fell on the ground, their faces were full of sorrow and anger, and their eyes looking at Xuantian were full of cold murderous intent. The surrounding air seemed to solidify at this moment, and time and space were completely stagnant.

"Human Xuantian, you dare to kill my brother Zhurong, I will fight you!"

Gonggong, the ancestor of water, was full of sorrow and murderous intent in his eyes, as if he could freeze the space. With a wave of his hand, he summoned endless black water, which rolled in and gathered in front of him, condensing into a black water world.

"Ha! The witch clan betrayed the covenant and massacred the human race, damn it! Zhurong is just a small appetizer, don't worry, don't worry! I will not only kill Zhurong, but I may kill you too later!"

Xuantian stood in the void, looking at the eleven figures in front of him with cold eyes, his face full of cold sneers, looking at the eleven ancestor witches, his eyes full of coldness.

He was full of anger about the witch clan's massacre of the human race. If he didn't act in time, wouldn't the human race be massacred by the witch and demon clans? This was not allowed by Xuantian.

"Arrogant! Human Xuantian, what are you? Were you born to be slaves of my witch clan? Didn't you just kill a few humans? What's the big deal? How dare you commit treason and massacre the ancestor witch? You deserve to die!"

Time ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin looked at Xuantian coldly, his tone full of disdain for the human race.

After hearing this, Xuantian laughed impatiently:

"Kill them? Good! Good! Good! The Wu Clan thinks they are superior to others. Today, I want to see how you are nobler than others?"

At this moment, his eyes were full of coldness, and he ordered the human race:

"Listen to my order, the Wu Clan ruthlessly slaughtered the human race. From now on, the human race and the Wu Clan are irreconcilable. In the future, if you see the Wu Clan, you will kill them without mercy!"

"Kill, kill, kill!..."

After a massacre, the human race is no longer the same as before. What's more, the scenes of the Wu Clan slaughtering the human race are still vivid in their minds. The human race has never forgotten it. They have been holding back a grudge in their hearts and are full of murderous intent against the Wu and demon clans. At this moment, when they heard Xuantian's words, they shouted without hesitation.

"Looking for death!"

Emperor Jun's face was grim, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at the human race. He had made up his mind to slaughter the human race because of the potential shown by the human race before. Now these human races in front of him were still arrogant and wanted to provoke the witch clan. If he didn't teach them a lesson, they would not know how powerful the witch clan was.

"Kill!"

Emperor Jiang moved, punched out, shattered the void, shook the universe, and blasted towards the human race Xuantian with a one-hit kill.

Emperor Jiang moved, and Gonggong, who had been boiling with murderous intent, rushed over and killed Xuantian, wanting to avenge Zhurong. Although they were incompatible, Zhurong and Gonggong usually quarreled the most fiercely, but they were also the people who knew each other best. After Zhurong's death, he felt the most uncomfortable among the twelve witch ancestors. At this moment, he wanted to tear Xuantian apart.

Looking at the two witch ancestors who were killing him, Xuantian was not afraid. He raised his hand and slapped the two witch ancestors with two palms. The giant palm covered the sky, and its power was higher than the sky. This was the Heaven Covering Palm.

The two palms slapped the two people, as if two mountains were pressing down, trying to suppress Emperor Jiang and Gong Gong. Of course, the two great witch ancestors would not do as he wished, and they blasted each other. The space shook, the wind and clouds changed color, the sun and the moon were hanging upside down, and black holes continued to emerge, swallowing everything around.

In an instant, the three of them fought together, and for a while, there was no winner.

Seeing Emperor Jiang's ancestor witch take action, the other ancestor witches naturally had no reason to stop. The ancestor witch of time, Zhu Jiuyin, sneered, flashed, and was about to slaughter the human race in front of him.

But at this moment, the three divine wheels that had been hanging behind Xuantian's head flew out and turned into three streams of light to block Zhu Jiuyin. The three wheels were invisible and intangible, just a kind of Dao charm, not substantial and untouchable. Among them, there was also a wheel of time, which was somewhat similar to Zhu Jiuyin's wheel of time.

The Dao of time, life and death, and fate flashed, and the three wheels entangled with Zhu Jiuyin all of a sudden, and Zhu Jiuyin could not smash it, because it was not substantial at all.

For a time, the two were entangled together, and there was no time to split.

The remaining eight ancestor witches, the three ancestors of the human race Suiren clan, brought the nine martial emperors to connect. Because the human race only has the early stage of martial emperors, which is comparable to the early stage of quasi-saints, but the twelve ancestor witches are comparable to the physical bodies of the middle or even late stage of quasi-saints, so among the human race, two or three people are against one ancestor witch.

Emperor Suiren and Emperor Panwang faced off against Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder; Emperor Chaoyouchao faced off against Jumang, the ancestor of wood; Emperor Yiziyi and Emperor Fenghou faced off against Tianwu, the ancestor of wind; Emperor Jianchisongzi and Emperor Yubo faced off against Rushou, the ancestor of gold; Emperor Taihao and Emperor Shaohao faced off against Yanzi, the ancestor of lightning.

In six battlefields, dozens of strong men comparable to quasi-saints fought in a melee. For a while, no one could take care of anyone else?

Then, the question came. The witch clan had twelve ancestor witches. In addition to Zhurong who was killed by Xuantian and the eight ancestor witches in the battle, there were still three ancestor witches left, one was the ancestor witch of weather, Shebishi, the second was the ancestor witch of rain, Xuanming, and the third was the ancestor witch of earth, Houtu.

Just when Shebishi, the ancestor witch of weather, was about to slaughter the human race, Xuantian moved again. He snapped his fingers, and several more sword qi flew out, turning into a misty rain of light, flying towards Shebishi. The rain of light was as sharp as a sword, which was the power of beheading immortals.

Obviously, Xuantian fought against the three great witch ancestors alone, and he still seemed calm and could fight one more.

"Well, since you want to fight, don't blame me for bullying the minority with the majority. What's more, if I kill you first, then kill other human beings, it will be the same."

Just like that, the weather witch Shebishi also joined the battle of Xuantian and the other four.

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Sorry, the update is a bit late. I have a lot of classes today. After class, I was busy coding a chapter. It may be a bit late in the evening. Sorry!