At this time, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, countless demon soldiers and generals were continuously teleported by Daluotian to the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain.

If it weren't for the Pangu's remaining power in Buzhou Mountain, Di Jun would even want to descend directly on the head of Dijiang's ancestor witch. He stepped on Dijiang tightly under his feet so that he could not turn over.

Unfortunately, Di Jiang was given time to react in the end. As countless demon soldiers attacked the ancestor witch tribe, the witch clan began to suffer a large number of casualties.

Even though the Emperor Jiang General Dutian Totem Pole was opened and surrounded by Dutian God Evil, under the attacks of countless demons, many arrested fish still entered the tribe.

Suddenly, the ancestor witch's army was killed and injured, and the Dutian Divine Evil began to shaking under the attack of Taiyi's Chaos Bell.

But just as Di Jiang did not expect that the demon clan would dare to raid the ancestor witch tribe, Di Jun did not expect that when the aura of the gods and evil spirits of Dutian was about to be defeated under Taiyi's attack.

Suddenly, a blood light suddenly surged from a simple and magnificent stone hall from the center of the Witch Clan, and it suddenly became as stable as a rock.

This sudden change made Di Jun's face dark. This shows that his plan to destroy the Witch Clan first and then strangle each had failed.

Although this raid took some advantage, it may eventually become the last big final battle.

However, even though the battle situation was not carried out as planned before, Di Jun had no determination to retreat.

Although there are some minor errors now, the Witch Clan had to respond hastily under his raid. And when the Witch Clan tribes come to help, it is unknown how many warriors the Dijiang tribe can have left.

How could he give up in such a great situation?

"Attack with all your might! Today, I will let the blood of the witch clan sprinkle the Buzhou Mountain!"

With Di Jun's order, Di Jiang immediately felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase in the ancestor witch tribe. His face changed. It was a very disrespectful thing to do when he was just now.

Now he must not repeat it again and again. Thinking of this, his face turned ruthless, and he showed that the true body of the ancestor witch and the evil pillar of Dutian God were integrated, and he resolutely took on the attacks on the tribe with himself.

As time passed by little by little, the powerful people in the prehistoric world who were mistakenly misled by the demon clan's surprise attack finally reacted and stared at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Then the ancestor witch tribe, which was distributed all over the world, gradually arrived at the battlefield. The Jumang ancestor witch tribe is closest to Buzhou Mountain, so Jumang arrived first.

Then Qiangliang, Tianwu, Xizi, Shebizi and Zhurong, also gradually came. The pressure on Dijiang was greatly reduced, and then he escaped from the Dutian God Pillar and entered Pangu Palace to recuperate with a pale face.

Until the end, when Xuanming and Rushou, who were the farthest away, led their troops to come, the ancestor witches discovered that Zhujiuyin, Gonggong and Houtu, who should have arrived, had not been seen until now.

Not only were the ancestor witches confused, but even the powerful people watching the battle in secret, Di Jun and others on the clouds were confused. Only Di Jiang's face remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.

Fuxi's eyes lit up above the clouds, and he turned to Di Jun and said, "Emperor Heaven, no matter what the witch clan is, the three ancestor witches have not arrived, this is our great opportunity.

Now we have all the initiative, and the witch tribe is at its weakest combat power. Today, we can't fight to determine the prehistoric world!"

When Di Jun heard this, his eyes closed slightly, and then suddenly opened it, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

"What Emperor Xi said is very much. No matter what tricks the witch tribe is playing today, I will not let him turn over.

The soldiers obeyed the order: Kill! Kill! Kill!”

With Di Jun's three loud shouts, the demon army responded. For a moment, the color between heaven and earth changed, and a shocking murderous intent that made all the great gods unable to help but retreat rushed to the sky.

Among the witch clan, the nine ancestor witches also looked solemn. Dijiang had already improved a lot after the breathing adjustment in Pangu Hall.

The ancestor witches looked at Di Jiang, and Zhu Rong was the most impatient among them. He couldn't help but ask Di Jiang: "Brother, Houtu, Gonggong and Zhu Jiuyin, where are they going? Now that the war is about to happen, why haven't they appeared?"

Looking at the brothers and sisters in front of him, a smile appeared on Di Jiang's tired face.

He did not answer any of Zhu Rong's questions, but just patted his shoulder gently and said, "So what if the battle is imminent, just kill it!"

Although the other ancestor witches did not know where Houtu and the other three were going, Di Jiang was unwilling to say that they would not have the chance to arrive before the war.

Since that's the case, what else can I say? Let's fight together! The Witch Clan is never afraid of fighting. Even if it's at a disadvantage, the Witch Clan will fight to the moment of victory!

...

In the wilderness thousands of miles away, Li Canghai's breath was deep, like a stone, quietly observing the movements at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

It was not until the ancestor witches gradually arrived that Li Canghai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the demon clan still has the upper hand now. The absence of Houtu and the other three has brought the top combat power of the two clans back to equilibrium for a while. Even as time goes by, the combat power of the major ancestor witches has far exceeded that of the past.

However, the demon clan not only has Di Jun and Nuwa, these two quasi-saint realms, but also added Kunpeng, Xihe, the two Daluo powerful men. In this way, the two quasi-saints, four Daluo, and five half-step Daluo, have already vaguely surpassed the witch clan in terms of top combat power.

Besides, Di Jiang was still injured at this time, and the situation of the witch clan was really difficult. Unless Houtu and the other three arrived in time, Di Jun would never give up this rare opportunity.

So, where did Houtu go? Li Canghai couldn't help but remember the scene he saw when he visited Dijiang before.

What was the quarrel between Houtu and Dijiang? Why did Zhu Jiuyin and Gonggong get involved?

Li Canghai was secretly guessing in his heart, and suddenly he couldn't help looking at the West Pole. If the place that Houtu is most likely to go to is the only sea of ​​blood!

But if it is really for that matter, why should I pull Zhu Jiuyin and Gonggong together? This made Li Canghai deny his previous speculation.

No matter what, Li Canghai could not have imagined that Houtu was also around Buzhou Mountain at this time. However, these three ancestor witches were slowly moving deeper into the bottom of Buzhou Mountain along a turbid flowing water.

At this time, Gonggong was in front of him, and was resisting the erosion of turbid water for the three. And with its ability to control water, he forced his way upstream along the waterway.

Zhu Jiuyin on the side was passing by each tributary, guiding the direction for Gonggong. At this time, the few people were already in a very deep place underground, with a dead silence around him, and there was no sign of existence of creatures.

Houtu, who had slowly closed his eyes and concentrated, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the thick black fog in front of him, and whispered: "It's here! The convenient place in front is the ancestral land."
Chapter completed!