Chapter 275: Power of Xingtian

In the center of the witch camp.

After the rainbow sword flashed, a blood arrow shot out from Xing Tian's neck.

Xing Tian's roar full of resentment also became his last whine.

Emperor Jun turned around, and Xing Tian's arms could no longer swing. His head, which was as big as a mountain, fell to the ground, and his Golden Crow Emperor's robe had a broken spot on his chest, revealing his fair skin, and... a scar less than one-tenth of an inch, which was bleeding golden blood.

Emperor Jun raised his hand and wiped the blood on his chest, and the wound healed. He immediately turned the head to normal size, grabbed the hair, and threw it in the direction of the demon gods:

"Xing Tian is dead, demons charge!"

When the head was in the air, two figures passed by at high speed.

One was Gui Che, whose eyes were bloodshot, looking at Xing Tian's head and wishing to tear it into 80,000 pieces!

As for the other... it was a short figure.

Great witch, Yi!

In the void, Yi suddenly stepped forward. He saw Xingtian's death in his eyes, and finally couldn't help but rush out at this moment.

Xingtian's head must not be taken away!

This is a shame for Xingtian's name of "God of War".

Although the two have always been at odds in the clan, everyone knows that this is not a disagreement, but a "unique" friendship.

Now thinking back to the time when Xingtian was defending the front line alone, Yi couldn't help but be ruthless in his heart.

How can Xingtian come out alone!

"Ghost Car, don't even think about taking Xingtian's head!" Yi shouted angrily, drew his bow and arrowed, and the brilliant divine arrow of red gold penetrated the endless void, locking the aura, and there was no escape!

Ghost Car's pupils shrank, and in an instant he turned into his original body, but the divine arrow had arrived, this was a speed so fast that he, a quasi-saint, could not react!

'Horror! '

Ghost Car was shocked, the target of the divine arrow was also his head!

And it was his most important head.

The Ghost Chariot has ten heads, but that one is the most important, because it is his life-long head.

This arrow is not only about speed, but also about something inexplicable, similar to "locking". Before this arrow, even the movement of one's own avenue will be blocked, and one cannot use any power, and can only resist with the body!

The Ghost Chariot made up its mind, and one of its heads swung, separating its head from its body, and then used this severed head to block the divine arrow.

Emperor Jun turned around and his eyes fell on Yi.

Yi felt a flash in his heart, and it was very difficult for all the muscles in his body to move again.

Yi bit his tongue, and a blood mark flowed from the corner of his mouth. He fought desperately, drew his bow again, and an avenue arrow condensed.

"Witches and liches are mortal enemies!" Yi shouted angrily, and the arrow shot out!

The golden arrow turned into thousands of arrows in the void and shot into the demon army.

"Form a formation!" Emperor Jun shouted, and then his figure suddenly accelerated, holding the sword and heading straight for Yi.

Countless demons followed the command and marched in an orderly manner.

However, a vine emerged from the ground and went straight into the sky, dispersing the demons who were about to form a formation.

Arrows rained down, and the demon army screamed.

Emperor Jun's expression was stern, and he burned half of his blood and energy, and his speed increased a little bit. He slashed at Yi with a sword of infinite power.

Yi's eyes were wide open, and although his body could not move, his will was not afraid at all:

"Emperor Jun! You can kill me! There are still thousands of me in my clan! The witch will never die!"

Buzz~

A verdant barrier blocked Yi's body, but it was shattered by Emperor Jun's sword. The remaining power still fell on Yi's body, leaving a deep blood mark from the shoulder to the ribs.

"Emperor Jun, what's the point of bullying the great witch? Why don't you fight with me? Just like before?"

An indifferent voice came from the earth.

Ancestor witch, Ju Mang!

"In a life-and-death battle, how can the big bully the small?" Di Jun said calmly, looking down at Ju Mang:

"But you, bullying my subordinates, isn't that bullying the small?"

"Heh." Ju Mang sneered, and then said coldly:

"It was Yi who killed them, not me. There is no point in saying more. Accept your death."

After that, Ju Mang pulled Xing Tian's 'corpse' back, turned it into normal size, and pulled Yi back:

"You two, you did a good job. Enter the hall quickly. I have arranged the 'formation'. The Three Lights Divine Water is under your great ancestor's banner. Take it and use it. Maybe there is still some hope."

Ju Mang checked and found that Xing Tian's heartbeat had not stopped, and the boundless resentment... had not evaporated at all.

If it was in time, there would still be some hope.

"Yes, Ju Mang ancestor..." Yi's face was pale, bleeding, his breath was extremely weak, and his tone was so weak that Ju Mang almost didn't hear what he was mumbling.

"Forget it, I'll take you there." Ju Mang raised his hand, and a hundred-foot-long vine shot out at high speed, directly sending the two to the hall far away.

"Di Jun, since I have come out of retreat, today is yours..."

Before Ju Mang finished speaking, a bright 'shooting star' fell from the sky, landing on Ju Mang's side, smashing a deep pit a billion feet wide.

"Ahem!" Ju Mang coughed twice, frowned slightly, raised his hand and blew away the smoke. In the center of the pit was... Zhu Jiuyin!

Ju Mang looked up again and saw Ziwei in the "Six Gods Suit", with the innate Bagua under his feet, the River Map and Luoshu on his head, and endless starlight on his back. He held a zither in his left hand, a "sword" in his right hand, and a body full of muscular muscles.

Ju Mang's face suddenly fell.

At this time, Zhu Jiuyin also climbed up from the deep pit and stretched his muscles.

Ju Mang looked again, and saw that Zhu Jiuyin was already... bruised and swollen:

"Second brother, what are you doing?"

Zhu Jiuyin looked embarrassed, and then said solemnly:

"I am no match for Ziwei. That gourd sword is too strange. It seems to be the sword that reaches the sky. It can cut off my long river of time. My magical powers are all directly cut off by that sword, without exception."

Zhu Jiuyin has something he hasn't said yet, otherwise he is afraid of scaring Ju Mang.

Looking at only a three-foot fire sword, he can directly cut off your body and it is irreversible!

This is too terrifying!

So Zhu Jiuyin never dared to take it head-on, and always relied on the avenue of time to watch and avoid it.

Fighting with Ziwei, what is even more uncomfortable is his innate Bagua and Hetu Luoshu.

It can suppress your avenue at any time. No matter how strong your avenue is, in front of the innate Bagua, it will push your path in advance, suppress it with the stars in the sky, and finally cut it off with the sword. It is really terrifying!

So, the two of them seem to be fighting to the death, but in fact everything is in the "calculation". The innate Bagua on the other side and the short-term observation of the future on this side...

"It's still that the avenue of Zhu Laoer in the prehistoric world is too restricted," Ju Mang sighed helplessly.

There is no way, the timeline of the prehistoric world is too tight.

If you fight in the chaos, everything can be displayed, which is naturally much more comfortable.

"Don't say more." Zhu Jiuyin said seriously:

"We must wake them up in advance, otherwise the battlefield will not be able to resist. More than half of our people have been killed or wounded, and the monsters have been killed or wounded in the same way, but you should know our shortcomings."

Ju Mang was slightly startled, and then said:

"Okay, I'll go and wake them up now."

"No, I'll go. I can't beat them. You hold on for a while."

After that, Zhu Jiuyin's figure left hidden outside of time.

Ju Mang: "..."

Brother, tell me how do you want me to fight these two? Will I be beaten as badly as you?

Ju Mang looked up, came up with a plan, and said to Ziwei:

"Last time we parted, we just met today. Daoyou really lost your words and even forgot about being a guest."

Di Jun would not respond at all. He killed Jiutian with the Emperor Sword in his hand and rushed straight to Ju Mang.

Don't you give me a chance to delay time!