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Chapter 584 The Emperor Runs Away

"Fifth Brother (Fifth Brother)." The golden crow that was shot hit the ground and made a rumbling sound. The other golden crows came to their senses and screamed in shock.

"Brother, Houyi avenges you today." Houyi shot down a golden crow with an arrow, and just glanced at the corpse indifferently, then looked at the remaining golden crows with hatred in his eyes. He had already had the intention of killing, and none of these ten golden crows could survive.

Then Houyi pulled the bow with an arrow, and shot one arrow at the sky. His innate bow had only nine arrows until he shot all nine arrows out. Houyi flashed to the dead golden crow, intending to take back the last arrow and shoot the last golden crow.

Houyi was very confident in his archery skills. He did not look at the golden crows in the sky when he shot out the eight arrows.

But this is true. Houyi's archery technique is extraordinary. Eight arrows shot out and they all hit the Golden Crow (Shen).

Of course, this is also because Jiaotu has set a good example, otherwise Yi wanted to hit all eight arrows, which was really a bit unlucky.

When Houyi started to pull the bow and shoot arrows, Jiaotu immediately rushed to the front of the arrow. The younger brother behind him blocked the arrow, which caused the golden crow behind him to scream in wail. Before he could catch Jiaotu's falling body, Houyi's arrow shot over again.

Suddenly, those brothers stood up one after another, and the younger brother behind the substitute blocked the arrows.

It is said that Houyi's innate bow is also powerful, and he shot out an arrow. Even if the Jinwuzi and his friends reached the level of Daluo Xuanxian, their souls were wiped out and they died on the spot.

In this way, Houyi shot down nine golden crows with nine arrows. Just as he took back the first arrow and was about to shoot at the last golden crow, a roar that shook the vast land in the sky, and there was also a full of sorrow: "My son."

Houyi felt nervous when he heard this roar. As a hostile group, he naturally heard this sound, and guessed that Di Jun should have arrived.

But he did not hesitate at all. He pulled a bow and shot at the last golden crow. He promised Kuafu to avenge him. Even the last golden crow was not dead, how could it be considered revenge?

"Witch Clan, I want to destroy all of your clans."

What a character Di Jun, when Houyi shot his youngest son with an arrow, his mental power was discovered, and he was immediately furious. Just killing Houyi could no longer relieve the hatred in his heart.

However, no matter how angry he was, Di Jun saw that his last son was about to be shot and killed in front of him, and he was still hesitant, so he immediately threw the Hetu Luoshu out.

The Hetu Luoshu, with the whistling power, smashed the bow and arrow to the point where it was just right, and the last golden crow was saved.

Of course, this is not the end. The Hetu Luoshu smashed the bow and arrow, and with endless power of stars, he smashed Houyi's head on the head. Houyi, the culprit, must die.

It was said that Di Jun was only informed by his subordinates when he received a report on the tenth day of the day that his son had run out of Tanggu and headed to the prehistoric land.

He was so shocked and angry when he heard the news, and he came to the prehistoric world without any hesitation.

But even though his speed was not slow, it was still delayed. By the time he arrived, nine of his ten sons had already gone. It is conceivable how angry he should be.

"Rumbling."

I saw a loud rumbling sound from the place where the Hetu Luoshu attacked. The earth suddenly shook, and the radius of 100,000 miles was trembling.

"Di Jun, do you want to bully the small ones by being the big ones, are you still shameless?" At this time, a stern shout came from mid-air.

The visitor was the witch clan's ancestor witch, Di Jiang. When he saw the sky being shot one after another ten days, he knew that things were going on, so he immediately used his space talent and rushed here as soon as possible.

After arriving, he happened to see Di Jun smashing Houyi with his River Map Luoshu. Di Jiang rescued Houyi without any hesitation.

"Di Jiang, even if I am trying to die today, I will seek justice for my nine sons." Di Jun looked at Di Jiang, who showed his figure in murderous aura. At this moment, he was determined to kill. Even if Hongjun came, he would kill the great witch who shot his nine sons to death.

"Di Jun, Daozu once said that the demon clan was in charge of the sky, and the witch clan was in charge of the earth. Look, your ten sons came to the prehistoric land and acted recklessly, and what kind of harm was the prehistoric land? Your ten sons died and died. Even if they sued the Daozu, my witch clan would be right." Di Jiang said with a sneer on his face. The prehistoric land was under the management of their witch clan. Now there are broken walls everywhere in the prehistoric land, and he was also very angry.

"I don't care what you look like in the prehistoric world. Today your witch tribe killed my son. The witch tribe would not give me a statement. Even if it arouses a war between the two tribes, I will destroy him and then destroy his tribe." Di Jun was already blinded by the deaths of his nine sons. The pain of losing his son made him almost unable to control his heart.

"Swish swish swish swish."

"Brother, why are you talking nonsense to him? All our twelve brothers and sisters have arrived. Even if Di Jun has a great cultivation level, he will stay in this prehistoric land today."

A burst of breaking sound came, followed by a hot voice. Eleven figures suddenly appeared in the field, but they were the other eleven ancestor witches. Their speed was not as fast as Dijiang, so they came a little late.

"Okay, very good. This is the attitude of your witch clan. If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless." When Di Jun saw the gathering of the twelve ancestor witches, his face suddenly condensed, and an arrow in his hand soared into the sky and exploded in the prehistoric world.

"Big Brother."

The other ancestor witches changed their expressions and they all turned their attention to Di Jiang. They did not expect that Di Jun was so decisive and directly sent out a command arrow representing his identity, summoning all the demon clans to come here. Although they were mentally prepared for the battle between the two clans, they were ready, but when it came to this day, they still caught them off guard.

"Di Jun, do you really want to start the Lich War?" Di Jiang waved his hand with a serious expression, calming down the brothers and sisters beside him.

"Ha, nine of my ten sons have gone, even if the battle for lichs starts." Di Jun smiled coldly on his face. The pain of losing his son can only be healed by letting the blood flow into a river of blood in the prehistoric land.

"Since that's the case, don't blame us, let's go."

Di Jiang waved his hand and asked his brothers and sisters beside him to surround Di Jun. He also knew that Di Jun had nine sons dead now, and he was saying that everything else was useless. Since he was determined to start a war, he simply destroyed Di Jun first, and there would be few enemies at that time.

From the beginning to the end, Di Jiang never thought of handing over Houyi, because Houyi was a great witch in the Witch Clan and a senior member of the Witch Clan. Moreover, he did nothing wrong when shooting the Jin Crow that was a disaster for the vast world. If he handed over him over, wouldn’t it be a shame for the other tribes?

Since the Lich will have a battle sooner or later, Di Jiang doesn't mind starting it now.

"war!"

When Di Jiang saw that the other brothers and sisters surrounded him, he put down Houyi and roared in a low voice, and rushed over.

Di Jiang's battle was like a signal, and other ancestor witches transformed into witch bodies and launched an attack on Di Jun.

Suddenly, the evil spirits radiate thousands of miles apart, making people feel infinite fighting spirit in their hearts, and they will never stop until death.
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