People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 648 How Can You Eat Cute Pigs?
Above the dark clouds.

The ancestor witch Hou Tu was surrounded by rough men, and when she raised her eyes, she was filled with murderous aura.

"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, the ten demon generals, and three hundred and sixty-five demon gods are all here. You are going to fight to the death with my Wu clan." Hou Tu stood on the top of Mount Buzhou.

Look directly at everyone.

"Ha ha.."

With a wide smile, Di Jun's gloomy face revealed a strong murderous intent, and he said coldly: "The Wu clan has occupied the rich land of Buzhou Mountain for thousands of years.

We are all creatures created by Pangu, so who is nobler than who? Especially you barbarians." Di Jun smiled coldly. He was most disdainful of the so-called Pangu authentic.

Isn’t he of Pangu’s bloodline?
The sun star transformed from Pangu's left eye is more noble than the so-called bloodline.

snort!
Di Jiang smiled coldly, staring at Di Jun on the dragon chariot, and said coldly: "A mixed-haired bird, claiming to be a descendant of Pangu, deserves to be killed!"

"The ancient world was created by the Father God. Our Wu Clan occupied Mount Buzhou because of the Father God's will. You demons are huddled in the poor land in the north. What are you dissatisfied with?"

hum~
With an angry roar, a suppressed aura descended from the sky. Emperor Jun transformed into a gigantic Golden Crow Dharma image, overlooking the world. The scorching flames burned the earth.

Everyone was in a state of confusion.

Since ancient times, the fight between the strong has always been an unprovoked disaster for the weak. Moreover, on Mount Buzhou, there are not only the Wu clan living there, but also many other races.

All the ancient races were born and bred on this land.

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, who lived above the starry sky, established the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons in the northern land. It was because the demons near Mount Buzhou did not want to become food for the witches.

They were forced to move to a desolate place.

Emperor Jun smiled in an extremely domineering manner, "There is no point in talking any more!"

"I am tired of the barrenness of the northern land and have been salivating over this precious land in the east. For many years, I have been wanting to set foot on this fertile land all the time."

"Hou Tu, I know you exist. You have become the disciple of Empress Ping Xin. I also have a powerful person backing me up. This battle is inevitable. Go ahead."

All the high-sounding excuses are no match for the simple reasons.

That is because the demons do not want to live in the barren northern land. The environment there is too harsh, forcing them to walk out of their cage.

Hou Tu looked at Di Jun expressionlessly. Everything was a fight for survival resources.

"war!"

An angry shout.

Countless men of the Wu Clan picked up their weapons and aimed at the void. As long as the Wu Clan stood on the ground, they could continuously intercept the power of the earth. This was one of the reasons why the demon clan was defeated.

"You have already failed once, and you still haven't learned your lesson. Then don't blame my Wu clan for exterminating you."

"happy!"

When one reaches their level of practice, they always look at things from the essence of the matter.

Faced with the provocation of the Witch Clan, the gods of the Demon Clan were all furious and wished they could jump down from the clouds and fight with them immediately. They, the Demon Clan, were really too aggrieved.

They are not willing to give in.

Fertile land.

They want to occupy it too.

As the emperor of the demon race, Di Jun stared at the real witch race and said coldly: "I actually have to thank you ancestors of witches. If it weren't for your aggressiveness, how could my demon race be united as one."

In fact, it was the alliance of losers. The demon clan was driven to the barren land in the north by the witch clan. In order to survive, they nominated Di Jun as the demon king. Of course, this did not include Nuwa and Fuxi.

The two of them were reincarnated with their memories, so they were naturally very clear about the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, and it was impossible for them to join the so-called demon clan. And Pingxin and Nuwa were like-minded fellow Taoists.

Under the joint efforts.

Di Jun and Dong Huang were still one step behind after all and lost a lot of opportunities.

"Thank you?" Hou Tu turned into a giant and said coldly, "Thank you?"

"Emperor Jun, why do you have to deceive yourself?"

"You mean to say: My Wu clan feeds on the demon clan, which makes you live in fear all day long."

Emperor Jun was indifferent.

"You, the Witch Clan, have the advantage of geographical location, so why do you want to destroy my Demon Clan?" Di Jun did not refute.

The demon clan is a general term. In fact, it is composed of all the tribes in the ancient world, including the Golden Crow, Taotie, Pig, Cow, Snake, etc.
"My Wu clan does not eat creatures with intelligence. We eat stupid beasts that can't even transform. It seems unreasonable for you to ask for justice for them."

Pooh!
"It's not easy for the pigs to be born with intelligence. You cruel witches just roasted those fat pigs. Have you ever been disrespectful to us?"

An old ancestor of the pig clan who couldn't listen. He had a pig head, a fat belly, and his toes couldn't be seen when he looked down.

Hou Tu looked at the fat and big-eared pig-headed man who stood out rashly, with a short tail swaying back and forth behind him. Her face changed. He didn't even have any clothes on.

This damn transformation was so lonely, it was obvious that it had changed from walking on all fours to supporting the ground on two feet.

"Emperor Jun, all your subordinates are so rude. They can't even transform, but they are one of the 365 demon gods. It's as if you demons don't eat pigs."

"Lick the s--t."

Di Jun snorted coldly.

"It's no use talking more!"

With a wave of his hand, countless demon gods behind him were ready to go, holding sharp swords, and fighting with the demon clan.

"All of my demon clan should slaughter all of the witch clan, unify the wild world, and establish an order that belongs to my demon clan."

Bang, bang, bang.
Blood mist filled the air, and waves of destructive force tore through the sky.

In just a short moment of confrontation, both the Lich and the Warlock suffered heavy losses.

But no one backed down.

Rumble~
Mountains and rivers were destroyed, rivers evaporated, millions of people were drowned, and thousands of miles of blood were buried.

As time went on, the two races of Lich and Warlock lost more than half of their population.

Lu Yue looked indifferent as he stared at the battle between the wizard and the lich. As the blood mist rose, a blood-red eye rose quietly, and he immediately understood Hongjun's plan.

Use the blood of the two races of wizards and liches as the nourishment to open the way of heaven.

"It seems that it is time for me to take action."

Lu Yue smiled coldly, and in his mind, he compiled a history of the mythical Daluo, which manifested in the void.

He couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches would really become extinct, and that would directly help Hongjun. After all, they all had backup plans that they hadn't used yet.

Demon clan: The Great Zhoutian Star Array.

Witch Clan: The Great Array of Gods and Demons of All Heavens.

None of them is ordinary.

As Lu Yue cast his spell, a desolate and ancient aura, overwhelming all living things, and a majestic force fell on the center of the battlefield between the two tribes of wizards and liches.
"Little sister, look at the picture in the void."

Dijiang and other ancestor witches surrounded Houtu in the middle, staring at the void with surprise.

He showed a surprised expression.

Besides.

The situation among the demon tribe is somewhat similar.

(End of this chapter)