Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 979
"No, there is an attack from a strong monster from the monster clan. The one who comes is the supreme emperor. Our human race is going to be finished."

In the human race, the three ancestors frowned at the same time, and then they all knelt on the ground, looking up at the Wa Palace.

"There are quite a few human races in the land of the human race, and there are hundreds of millions of human races. It happens to be the blood sacrifice to the witch-slaying sword in the hands of the emperor."

When Di Jun arrived, he swung his sword lightly and swept across the entire Shouyang Mountain, bursting out with a strong bloody aura.

Facing the endless bloody sword energy, how can the strong human race resist, most of them have never become immortals.

"Crack..."

With a sword of light and coldness, it slaughtered tens of thousands of strong human races, and sacrificed their souls and corpses to the sword.

"Supreme Holy Mother, the human race has reached the most dangerous moment, please save us!"

The third ancestor of the human race brought the only remaining clansmen to pray, united as one, and cheered towards the location of Wa Palace.

"Strange, the human race was brutally slaughtered, why is the power of luck still rising?"

On the way to Shouyang Mountain, Long Xuan also sensed the roaring Dragon of Fate from the human race.

"One is the number of days, the human race should become the overlord of the next era."

In the Wa Palace, Empress Nuwa was full of pessimism and did not respond aloud. She was worried about the fate of the demon clan in the future.

"Hehe, Empress Nuwa is the Emperor Wa of the demon clan. The reason she created you is to be the blood of our clan."

Di Jun laughed loudly, his body filled with dragon aura, and then he swung his sword, trying to transform his Emperor Sword completely.

"How is it possible, how could the Holy Mother be the Emperor Wa of your demon clan?"

The third ancestor of the human race can still accept it. After all, he has cultivated to the Daluo Jinxian and can distinguish the monster race and witch race.

The three views of other human races have collapsed, and the infinite power of faith is dissipating, falling from [-]% to [-]%.

"Dijun, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. I will give you a chance to retreat!"

A big tripod flew out, this is the Yin-Yang Gongde tripod after the promotion, releasing the power of Xuanhuang, tightly protecting the human race.

"Long Xuan is you again, this emperor wants you to die."

Holding the witch-slaying sword in his hand, Di Jun rushed straight to Longxuan, with a hundred and eight dragon auras shining brightly on his body.

"Pangu Ax..."

Long Xuan swung the innate top-grade spirit treasure, operated the law of force, and knocked it back with just one axe.

"Your Majesty, I am here to help you."

The demon master Kunpeng also chose to join the battle. His speed is extremely fast, known as the fastest in the world.

"Dijun, you are busy intrigue all day long, but your combat power is so weak."

In terms of mana, Long Xuan was not much stronger than Di Jun, but the Pangu Ax in his hand was far better than the incompletely transformed Witch-Slaying Sword.

"The Supreme Holy Father has arrived, we are saved."

The remaining tens of millions of human races looked at Long Xuan one after another, praying devoutly, hoping that Long Xuan could defeat the intruder in front of him.

"That is the supreme emperor of the demon clan, can the Holy Father win?"

Suirenshi frowned, he was not sure about this.

"It is said that Lord Holy Father is also the strongest, so he should be able to win!"

Hua Xu replied, with a smile on his face, and sincerely cheered for him.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the law is one..."

Unable to fight for a long time, Long Xuan cast a secret technique, and the aura in his body was increasing, and began to climb steadily.

"Hetu Luoshu..."

As a last resort, Di Jun could only take out his innate top-grade spirit treasure, but it was very tasteless.

There is no other, this thing is the treasure of a formation, it is neither good at attack nor amazing in defense.

Fortunately, Demon Master Kunpeng was present, so the two of them could resist Long Xuan even if they worked together.

"Soul Ring Addition..."

Compared with Di Jun, Kunpeng was extremely fast in the world, and Long Xuan spread his golden wings, trying to hit him and maim him on the spot.

Facing the oncoming Long Xuan, Demon Master Kunpeng was very nervous. After all, he did not have as strong a power as Di Jun.

"Xuanyuan controls the water flag..."

One of the five flags of heaven and earth appeared. In the past, this object was controlled by Zulong. By chance, it was obtained by Kunpeng. This is his treasure at the bottom of the box.

"It turns out that Kunpeng has been preserving his strength in the past!"

Di Jun gave Kunpeng a meaningful look, and then fought back desperately, and the two immediately suppressed Long Xuan.

"Longxuan will definitely win this battle. Dijun is better than the emperor's mind, and Kunpeng is not powerful enough."

Taiqing Laozi's dojo is nearby, he is very optimistic about Long Xuan, and thinks the ending is doomed.

"The fire of killing immortals..."

Long Xuan casually made a formula, and flames filled his whole body, emitting an aura comparable to that of the quasi-sages of the three corpses.

"Clanging..."

After fifty strokes, as a three-legged Golden Crow, Di Jun could still carry it, but Kunpeng was hit all over his body many times, which was horrible.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and dispatch troops, the two of us are not Long Xuan's opponents."

Kunpeng's eyes were wandering. If Di Jun was not still there, he would have run away.

"No, I am the supreme master."

Di Jun was still very tough, with Hetu Luoshu on his head, and the witch-slaying sword in his hand kept waving.

"Chaos Qinglian..."

In order to be sure, Long Xuan then sacrificed the thirteenth grade lotus platform to form a lotus shield.

"Pfft..."

After thirty strokes of fierce fighting, Long Xuan hit Kunpeng with a backhand with a Pangu axe, causing him to cough up blood and fly ninety thousand li backwards.

"Master Holy Father is going to win, kill these two monsters, and pay homage to our clansmen!"

Many strong people of the human race were cheering, pinning their hopes on Long Xuan, and let out excited roars.

"Noisy ants, die to this emperor!"

Di Jun abandoned Long Xuan, circulated a strong imperial spirit, and smashed the Wu Tu Sword with all his strength to slash towards the land of the human race.

"Crack..."

The quasi-sage's furious blow was too strong, if it weren't for this place being a saint's dojo, it would have almost split Shouyang Mountain in half.

Tens of millions of people fell, and all of them turned into energy blood essence, which was absorbed by the Wu Tu Sword.

"boom……"

In an instant, the witch-slaying sword burst into light, manifesting the souls and spirits of the human races who died on the sword.

"It's God's will. It seems that the Witch-Slaying Sword is about to be born."

Long Xuan subconsciously stared at Zixiao Palace, that is the black hand behind everything, responsible for creating the so-called general trend of heaven.

"Rumble..."

The birth of the best spirit treasure the day after tomorrow triggered auspiciousness in the heaven and earth, and the aura of auspiciousness shone across the heavens, bursting out astonishing energy fluctuations.

"I finally succeeded. The witch clan washed their heads one by one, and waited for death slowly!"

Di Jun holds the witch-slaying sword in his hand, and the killing intent on his body is constantly increasing. This thing is specially aimed at the physical body and naturally restrains the witch clan.

"Clanging..."

Holding the Pangu ax in his hand, Long Xuan faced the bang head-on with the Wu Tu sword, and felt two amazing impacts.

"Pfft..."

Di Jun was injured, his soul and body were shaken violently, trembling in panic, he almost couldn't hold the Emperor Sword in his hand.

Longxuan's soul is not affected, the physical body is injured by it, if it is not for the protection of the yin and yang merit tripod and the chaotic green lotus on the head, it may not be crippled or crippled.

"It's such a powerful and peerless sword. Simply speaking, no one's body can bear it."

Even though the saints are heavenly saints and claim to be invincible, they are not sure to use their own holy bodies to resist this sword.

(End of this chapter)