Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

For a good-looking man like Sanqing, he just needs to put his mind to it.

They don't like this kind of tricks.

Face counts how much money.

soon.

The Lingxiao Palace is full of quasi-sages and great powers.

Da Luo Jinxian Da Neng sat on the periphery.

"The Twelve Patriarchs have arrived."

"Present a thousand demon pills."

"You guys... are deceiving people too much."

Di Jun, wife one, suddenly stood up.

They flew towards Nantianmen in an instant.

Behind him, there were also some powerful actors who watched the theater.

Sure enough, the Twelve Ancestral Witches stood there with great interest.

Kunpeng, Guiche and others were furious.

"We came to say congratulations, fellow Daoist Emperor Jun will welcome you."

"If you are really not welcome, then we will leave."

"But this congratulatory gift, but we put a lot of thought into it."

"The gift, you must accept it."

"We have deep feelings, so don't be polite."

Dijiang looked kind and enthusiastic, and his tone was playful.

Everyone else was dumbfounded.

Twelve Ancestral Witches, this is really cruel.

Killing hearts.

Zu Wu, when did you have such a brain?

"Di Jiang, you should die..."

The ghost car sacrificed the Lingbao and was eager to try.

"Get out!"

Di Jun snorted coldly.

"Everyone who comes is a guest."

"The emperor naturally welcomes it."

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jiang, please come inside."

Di Jun remained calm.

The demon emperor has been doing this for so long, but there is still a city mansion.

The demon holds the sky, and the witch holds the earth.

Dijun and Taiyi don't want to fight Zuwu right now.

"Thank you buddy."

Di Jiang and the others shook their heads, and then entered the Lingxiao Palace with Di Jun and the others.

The other great powers sighed regretfully.

It didn't fight, it wasn't interesting.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, this emperor has specially cultivated spiritual fruits for you, and I just wait for you to taste them."

"Demon master, go to the spiritual fruit."

Di Jun looked majestic.

Damn, he's going to win the round.

"promise."

Immediately, the demon master Kunpeng took out a jade box.

Inside were twelve bright red spiritual fruits.

Opening the jade box, a fresh fragrance floated in the air.

"This spiritual fruit was cultivated by the emperor himself, please taste it quickly."

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, if you don't taste it, it's because you don't give face to the emperor, right?"

Di Jun snorted coldly.

Donghuang Taiyi even sacrificed the Chaos Clock.

Chapter 156 Emperor Jun Taiyi's Counterattack, Demon Ancestor Mosquito Taoist

Lingxiao Palace.

Di Jun and Tai looked gloomy.

The ancestor witch offered 1000 million demon pills to insult them.

Of course Di Jun and Tai Yi will not swallow their anger.

"The demon emperor's kind intentions, how could we refuse?"

"eat!"

Di Jiang was the first to pick up a spiritual fruit and threw it into his mouth.

Seeing this, other ancestral witches also tasted it.