Chapter 270 The Demon Clan Attacks!

The demon army gathered, and their momentum rushed to the sky.

The aura of war and killing filled the entire northern border of the prehistoric world.

In the sky, on the ground, and in the void.

All you can see is a sea of ​​demons.

Compared to the demons, the number of witches is not even one ten-thousandth.

But even so, the balance of the war is still tilting towards the witches.

Di Jun sat on the carriage, holding the handrail, his eyes solemn and deep.

‘There are only sixty days left from the seventy-two days…’

“Second brother.” Di Jun got off the carriage and called out.

A rainbow-colored escape light flashed by at high speed and landed in front of Di Jun.

“Big brother!” Tai Yi smiled and looked relaxed.

"Yes." Emperor Jun nodded slightly, and then said:

"Get ready to march. Tomorrow you will lead the troops, the four demon gods Shi Lie, Gui Che, Jiu Ying, and Shang Yang, and then lead their subordinates to launch the first wave of surprise attacks."

Emperor Jun unfolded a sheepskin map and drew a circle on a position on it:

"The Wu tribe is preparing a trump card. There should be no preparations within 60 days. Surprise attack on the northwest of the Wu tribe's territory. In this battle, kill these great witches first."

"Brother, what's the next step?" Tai nodded, looking forward to the following.

"The next step is to go straight to Huanglong." Emperor Jun circled another place: "Go straight from the northwest to the northeast, and kill all the two tribes in this area. Pay special attention to a few people. One of them is Yi, the second is Xingtian, the third is Xiangliu, and the fourth is Kuafu.

"These four people need to be paid special attention to. This route is just right. All four can be met. If you meet Xingtian, kill Xingtian first."

"Okay! "Taiyi nodded and put the parchment into his pocket:

"Brother, do you have any other instructions?"

"For now, sixty days should be enough. Please send a message to the demon master."

"I obey your command!" Taiyi retreated, and after a while, Kunpeng rushed over.

"Demon master, you are here." Di Jun raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"Hello, Your Majesty." Kunpeng saluted.

"No need to be polite. The moment of the decisive battle between the witch and the demon is coming. Demon master, I have an important task for you." Di Jun's face was slightly solemn.

This scene made Kunpeng have to be serious:

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"In the south, you will lead the Phoenix Clan, the Qilin Clan army, and the four demon gods Yingzhao, Chaofeng, Ji Meng, and Feidan, as well as their subordinates, the demon kings and demon gods, to raid the south.

"Starting tomorrow, we will take the Heavenly Palace teleportation array, enter the prehistoric world through the East Heaven Gate, and attack the witch clan. During this trip... we may meet the ancestor witch. Does the demon master have the strength to fight?"

Kunpeng frowned slightly: "With the two spiritual treasures bestowed by your majesty, if we meet the ancestor witches other than Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang, we will definitely have the strength to fight."

"Good, that's fine." Di Jun smiled and said:

"Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin, my second brother is here, he will raid from the northwest, and you can advance after the war starts."

"Your Majesty, I obey your orders!" Kunpeng saluted, and then said:

"Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"

"Send a message to Emperor Ziwei to come."

"Your Majesty, I obey your orders."

After another long while, Ziwei hurried over.

"Meet Your Majesty."

"Yes." Di Jun nodded and spoke faster:

"Tomorrow we will launch a general attack on the Wu Clan, and Taiyi will march from the northwest."

Di Jun took out another map and circled Taiyi's route, and then circled Kunpeng's route:

"Each of them will lead a large army to attack, and you will lead the troops to break through from the front battlefield, lead the Black Snake and the 28 constellations, and fight all the way to the center of the Wu Clan."

"In sixty days, you must all go to this central area, form a Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and fight to the death with the ancestor witch."

Di Jun will be the Wu Clan territory The central area was circled:

"This is where the twelve witch ancestors are now in seclusion. They are planning their final trump card. What we have to do is to kill the witch clan before they come out of seclusion..."

A cold light flashed in Emperor Jun's eyes, and the cold killing intent condensed into substance, which made people shudder:

"Kill them all!"

After speaking, Emperor Jun waved his hand: "There is no need to show mercy in this battle, and no need to worry about any karma. Order all the monsters that this battle is a fight to the death, and this battle must be won!

"If you have the strength of a monster king, chase the little witch to kill him. If you have the strength of a monster god, chase the little witch to kill him! Kill all the witch clans!"

Sixty days, only sixty days left.

It is imminent.

"Minister, obey the order!" Ziwei bowed and saluted, this time, very solemnly.

"Good." Emperor Jun nodded:

"Pass the order down, this battle must be won. "

"Yes! "

……

"What is Di Jun doing? Destroying his own luck?" Yuanshi asked with doubt in his heart.

In Yuanshi's eyes, Di Jun's behavior is tantamount to destroying his own luck.

"Bullying the weak with the strong" is indeed harmful to luck, especially in such a large-scale battle.

"Di Jun...should be trying to make a last stand, right?" Tongtian reacted this time:

"Junior Brother Baichuan, you already knew the witch clan's trump card and told it to Emperor Jun, which is why you are in trouble, right?"

"Well," Baichuan fell silent:

"Emperor Jun has two actions. First, he will fight to the death with the witch clan. He no longer has the hope of continuing to live, and only wants to kill all the witches.

"Second, to preserve the last incense of the demon clan, leaving only 20% of the demon clan in the heaven, and the few demon clans taken away by the three brothers and sisters, as well as the big and small demons who did not step onto the battlefield. "

Emperor Jun is a person who really sees things clearly.

The calculation is all in this.

Emperor Jiang is the most important character.

In Baichuan's eyes, Emperor Jun has been thoroughly analyzed. Emperor Jun is ready to "sacrifice himself". The most fundamental problem of the witch and demon disaster lies in the initial ecological chain problem.

As long as all the witches are killed, everything will be settled.

Even if the ancestor witch is still alive, what can the witch clan do?

All the generals of the witch clan have been killed or injured, and the prehistoric world will no longer accommodate the already few witches.

Even if the ancestor witch is alive, and Emperor Jiang, who is determined to inherit the "Pangu ambition", is there, what can the demon clan do? What crisis?

Emperor Jun's arrangement was already quite comprehensive.

There was no way to face the last 'fear' directly, and there was no way to defeat it. There was only despair there.

In this case, let's use this final countdown to solve the root of the problem, and the calamity of the witches and liches will end.

The people of the Great Thousand Worlds fell silent again.

The heaviness of the catastrophe was deeply engraved in the hearts of several people.

The situation of the witches and liches was serious, far beyond the three tribes, and even, it had exceeded the struggle between Taoism and demons!

Several disciples of Kunlun Mountain were already a little breathless under the pressure of this depressing atmosphere.

Seeing this, Tongtian laughed and scolded:

"What are you doing here! How long have you not fed the cows? Hurry up and feed the cows. Kill one to taste it in the evening."

"Yes! Master/Uncle Master!"

Several disciples hurriedly walked out of the villa and went straight to the cowshed.

"I'm afraid there will be countless casualties in this battle." Laozi said dully.

"Will Master take action? "Tongtian looked at Laozi and asked.

"No." Baichuan gave a direct answer:

"No matter how the catastrophe of heaven and earth evolves and develops, Master will not take action once. Master has already conformed to the way of heaven and must be fair."

"Junior brother, elder brother, second brother." Tongtian said with some entanglement:

"If the final battle, the demon clan has been defeated, if the witch clan wants to continue to take action against the big demons, can we take action to preserve the incense of all spirits?"

Yuanshi did not speak, but looked at Laozi.

Laozi closed his eyes and said slowly: "Yes."

"Okay!" Tongtian nodded: "If we take action together, we should be able to stop the witch clan."

"Third brother." Laozi glanced at Tongtian: "Don't think too much. Once the witch clan's trump card is out, the three of us are the ones who can't take action the most. "

Tongtian was stunned for a moment, and Yuanshi nodded.

"It's okay. The outcome of this battle is still undecided. Brothers, don't worry too much. Besides, the Wu Clan is not completely evil, right?" Baichuan said.

"I hope so." Yuanshi sighed lightly, and then moved his eyes to Fuxi who was already "asleep":

"What is this, Brother Fuxi?"

"Control Ziwei again." Baichuan smiled and said:

"Ziwei incarnates into the Three Corpses Incarnation Method. I forgot to tell the three brothers about this incarnation. This incarnation avoids the problem of becoming a spirit, but it often requires human control. "

Generally speaking, this kind of complete immersion is not needed, but at this moment, it is the time for the final battle, and Fuxi must also pay attention.

"No matter the rise and fall, the living beings are the most miserable after all. "Laozi sighed softly.

A word awakened the dreamer.

Everyone present was silent and watched quietly.

On the front battlefield, the demon clan blew the horn of counterattack.

In the territory of the witch clan, today is a sleepless night, bonfire, dancing, a group of strong men and women, drinking and eating meat, happy and boundless.

The unique witch language, gurgling, keeps ringing.

There are several bonfire parties almost every year, and this year it has become once every two days.

Led by an unknown witch, the witch clan has begun to open champagne in advance.

The northwest of the witch clan territory.

It was singing and dancing.

"Hey? What do you see there?"

A little witch pointed to the sky.

Suddenly, everyone looked over:

"It's dawn so soon today?"

"Yes, yes, it feels like we just played for one, two, two, three, or four hours."

"Wait a minute, why do I feel a little hot suddenly? ”

“Hahahahahaha, our bonfire is too hot! The fire of that Fire Ancestor is really powerful!”

“No! I feel it! It’s even hotter!”

All of a sudden, everyone realized that something was wrong.

They all looked up at the endless white light in the sky.

Looking closely, it was not two days at all, but countless fireballs!

"This! This is the true fire of the sun!"

The sound of fear instantly made the whole tribe noisy.

However, there was no time to say anything more.

The blazing white flames fell, and the endless void was burned up in an instant. The sea of ​​fire for countless miles set the sky on fire, and the night was as bright as day!

There was no survivor in the whole tribe.

Two figures rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, showing their true bodies of millions of feet, and a roar shocked the countless flames back.

"Great witch, die!"

The sound of a loud shout resounded through billions of miles, and then countless sword lights fell, blazing white sword energy, extremely sharp!

The Great Way of Gold!

Then, a huge lion king with golden light all over his body rushed out, aiming directly at one of the great witches.