In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in Pangu Palace

"Is this the Hongmeng Purple Qi that can make people become saints? It doesn't look that great."

"Indeed, it's ridiculous that such a small thing can make someone a saint."

"You guys don't know shit. Haven't you heard that the great way is simple?"

"You understand? Why don't you tell me how this thing can make people become saints? If you can't explain it, shut up!"

"You want to be beaten, don't you?"

"Who's afraid of whom?"

…………

In Pangu Hall, a group of ancient witches were arguing non-stop over the wisp of primordial purple energy floating in the hall.

"Alright! Everyone, be quiet for a while!"

Di Jiang, who couldn't stand it any longer, shouted, and the status of the eldest brother was immediately reflected at this moment.

The ancient witches all quieted down. Even if some of them disliked each other, they would just glare at each other, turn their heads away and ignore each other.

Di Jiang looked at the expressions of the ancient witches and shook his head helplessly. Then, he turned to look at Gu Chuan who was wandering around in Pangu Palace. He coughed lightly and shouted:

"Furukawa."

Hearing Dijiang's shout, Guchuan turned his gaze away from the magnificent statue of Pangu in Pangu Temple.

"Zudijiang, what do you want from me?"

Di Jiang pointed at the Hongmeng purple energy and asked:

"Now that we have obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, what should we do next?"

Hearing Dijiang's words, Guchuan thought for a moment and said:

"There's no rush for the Hongmeng Purple Qi. No one has become a saint yet anyway. I'm more curious about how the demon tribe handled it. If I remember correctly, when we left, the two brothers Kunpeng and Dijun seemed to have started fighting."

As soon as Guchuan finished speaking, Gonggong replied with a smile:

"What else can we do? We can go our separate ways. Di Jun and the other two will mistakenly believe that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was taken away by Kun Peng, so they will go and ask Kun Peng for it back."

"Kunpeng doesn't have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so naturally he can't take it out. The two angry brothers Di Jun thought Kunpeng wanted to take it all for himself, so the three of them took action."

"I heard that Kunpeng has now retreated to his lair in the North Sea, and Di Jun and his men are mobilizing their troops to attack Kunpeng. Di Jun even threatened to lead the expedition himself."

As soon as Gonggong finished speaking, all the ancient witches present burst into laughter. Kunpeng was known as the demon master, and he had come up with many strategies for the demon clan to deal with the witch clan.

The ancient witches had long disliked him, but Kunpeng was too fast. Except for Emperor Jiang, none of the ancient witches could catch up with him. Kunpeng had been avoiding Emperor Jiang, so they were helpless.

Now that Di Jun and Kunpeng are fighting each other, the ancient witches are really proud.

After listening to Gonggong's story, Guchuan was quite satisfied with the result. He designed to alienate the two brothers Di Jun and Kunpeng. In addition to weakening the strength of the demon clan, he also had a selfish motive.

Kunpeng’s lair is in the North Sea, although Guchuan’s tribe is still a long way from Kunpeng’s base camp.

But as the old saying goes, how can I allow others to sleep soundly beside my bed?

Therefore, Guchuan must find a way to remove Kunpeng, this thorn in his side.

But it seems that it is not stable enough at the moment, and Di Jun may not be able to kill Kunpeng.

After all, Kunpeng is too fast, so the water needs to be stirred up.

In this way, even if Guchuan took the ancestor witches to wait and kill, Di Jun and the others would not be suspicious and would just think that the witch clan came to join in the fun.

Thinking of this, Guchuan looked at the group of ancestor witches and said:

"My fellow witch ancestors, please come over here. I just came up with a new plan."

After hearing what Guchuan said, the ancient witches looked at each other and then walked over.

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At the same time, the demon court

In the Lingxiao Palace

"Your Majesty, are you really going to send troops? The demon master shouldn't be that kind of person."

Bai Ze stood beside Di Jun and began to persuade him.

As the most famous wise man of the demon clan, he couldn't understand why the demon master Kunpeng, who was once Emperor Jun's right-hand man, became a traitor to the demon court after returning from a sermon. This shouldn't be right.

After listening to Bai Ze's words, Di Jiang glanced at Bai Ze, then shook his head and said:

"Of course I know the Demon Master is not a traitor. This so-called expedition is actually a trap."

"Some people want to drive a wedge between the Demon Master and me, hoping to catch the oriole behind us while the mantis stalks the cicada. When both the Demon Master and I are badly hurt, they will come out and take advantage of the situation. I will grant their wish."

"I just hope that by then, they can withstand the wrath of my Demon Court."

Hearing Di Jun's words, Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of a possibility. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Di Jun and said:

"Your Majesty, if you do this, doesn't that mean..."

Di Jun nodded and said:

"Send troops."

Bai Ze took a deep breath, turned around and left Lingxiao Palace.

With the continuous mobilization of the Demon Court, on the third day of Kunpeng's escape to the North Sea, Di Jun gathered 100,000 demon soldiers, went down to the mortal world alone, headed straight for the North Sea, and threatened to make Kunpeng pay the price.

"Pull!"

A huge space channel was torn open above the North Sea.

Huge waves began to rise on the surface of the North Sea near this space channel.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Deafening shouts of killing came from the space channel, and a hundred thousand demon soldiers filed out.

Over the North Sea, Kunpeng led ten thousand demon soldiers to fight.

At this time, Kunpeng had his hair loose and was wearing a dark black Taoist robe.

"kill."

Di Jun and Kunpeng gave orders at the same time.

A total of 110,000 demon soldiers collided with each other.

Di Jun and Kunpeng also started fighting. The golden sun true flame and the North Sea divine water annihilated each other. Large areas of space were shattered, and the earth, water, wind and fire became chaotic and disordered. Even chaotic energy passed through the gap and began to flow back into the prehistoric earth.

At this moment, two figures emerged from the void and rushed towards Di Jun with overwhelming power. This was the purest physical strength. In the entire prehistoric world, only the Wu clan had this kind of power.

Faced with this sudden change, Di Jun and Kunpeng, who were originally fighting, suddenly stopped and quickly dodged the long-planned attack of the two ancient witches.

"Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, I was wondering who was so bold as to plot against me and the Demon Master. Turns out it's you barbarians."

Di Jun spoke with a cold face.

But before he could finish his words, Di Jiang interrupted him.

"What's the plan? We are just the helpers invited by Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."

Hearing Di Jiang's words, Di Jun frowned slightly. Just now, Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin's killing moves were all aimed at him alone, and they ignored Kunpeng at all. This was indeed suspicious.

Seeing that Di Jun's eyes were not right, Kunpeng quickly said:

"Your Majesty, I am loyal to you. Please do not listen to the instigation of these two Wu Clan barbarians!"

Di Jun snorted coldly and said:

"I'm not that stupid."

After Di Jun finished speaking, he was about to attack Di Jiang and the other two. At this moment, another crack appeared in the space. Before anyone came out, a voice was heard:

"Don't panic, fellow Daoist Kunpeng. I'm here to help you!"