Chapter 139: Cursing Emperor Jun and Fuxi! Zhu Jiu is in danger!
"To be angry with Daozu is to go against the will of heaven!"

"Zhu Jiuyin is courting death. He will definitely be killed by Daozu Hongjun later! From now on, the Wu clan is missing an ancestor witch. If we cannot perform the ritual of the Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods and Demons, how can we compare with my demon clan?"

"Congratulations to the Emperor of Heaven, the Lord of the Three Realms, you deserve the title!"

Between the clouds, above the nine heavens.

Emperor Jun and all the powerful demons walked out of the Thirty-Three Heavens, stood in the void, and looked down at everything that was happening on Mount Buzhou.

The demon saint Ying Zhao appeared in human form with a ferocious appearance. He held a mixed iron stick which was densely engraved with talismans. He wore a tiger skin coat, looking quite fierce.

At this moment, he was looking fawning and trying to suck up to Di Jun.

"Ying Zhao is right!"

"Before, the Black Turtle of the North Sea achieved the Dao of Hun Yuan with the help of human beings, but now Zhu Jiuyin is alone and weak, and the other Ancestral Witches can't help him at all."

"If you offend Hongjun Daozu and disobey the rules of heaven, you will only end up dead."

Fuxi's face is hidden in the mist.

The voice was excited and he spoke to Di Jun.

Under his leadership, the other powerful demons all congratulated Emperor Jun. For a moment, the loud voices spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, drowning out the crackling purple divine thunder.

"This emperor has already said that the demon race should be the overlord of the prehistoric world!"

"It seems that before the arrival of the Yuanhui, the Wu clan will fall apart and be destroyed!"

Di Jun felt a little flattered by everyone's flattery.

Perhaps it was because of his inherent nature, or perhaps it was the influence of the ominous rules of the catastrophe, but ever since the heavenly marriage, his behavior seemed to have lowered his IQ.

Sometimes, even being smart!

at this time.

Taoist Hongyun and Patriarch Kunpeng followed the sound and came over.

"What? Even though Fellow Daoist Fuxi's head is swollen like a pig, it still can't stop your lustful thoughts? I wonder who was tortured by fire and whipping in Kunlun Mountain and almost knelt down to beg for mercy!"

"And you, Di Jun, I call you the Heavenly Emperor, but don't take it seriously!"

"How can you be a primordial god if you are so servile in front of the Three Pure Ones? You are such a coward to give up the River Map, the Luoshu, and the Fusang Tree. How can you have the nerve to gloat over their misfortune?"

Ancestor Kunpeng turned into a spray gun.

His expression was gloomy and all kinds of insulting words came out of his mouth.

The days when he was driven by Di Jun are still vivid in his mind, and only he knows the humiliation that kind of feeling.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches had not come to his aid, he would have never obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi. He would have been reduced to ashes and died at the hands of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Therefore, when he saw Di Jun and Fuxi slandering Zhu Jiuyin, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation and angrily attacked the two of them.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, your description is probably an insult to pigs!"

"And there is the mixed-haired golden crow, a beast born from the wetness and mutated, covered in fur and horns. If it hadn't licked its face and begged the way of heaven, how could it have established the heaven and enjoyed endless fortune?"

"I advise you to be kind and stop dreaming about the future!"

Taoist Hongyun spoke wildly and immediately echoed Patriarch Kunpeng.

The two of them talked incessantly, cursing Di Jun and others until they were utterly defeated.

For an instant.

Countless living beings and powerful people from all sides couldn't help laughing.

As for Fuxi, Dijun and other powerful demons, they were filled with indignation and their faces turned pale.

"Ants and mayflies, what are you two so arrogant about?"

"If you dare to say that my brother and I are mixed-haired golden crows, the Chaos Bell in my hand will not agree. Suppress time and space, and sweep away thousands of enemies!"

Donghuang Taiyi, the true fire of the sun is burning all over his body.

He activated the Chaos Bell and attacked Patriarch Kunpeng and Taoist Hongyun.

If they were injured by this innate treasure, their origins would be damaged and they would end up in a miserable state.

"Donghuang Taiyi, don't be so arrogant!"

“If the mountains don’t move, the water will. When I refine the primordial purple energy and become a saint, I will compete with you!” “Master Hongyun, you and I have already exhausted our verbal skills. Let’s retreat!”

Just as everyone was staring.

Ancestor Kunpeng made a harsh remark and pulled Taoist Hongyun hard.

Even if Donghuang Taiyi used the technique of transforming the Golden Crow into a Rainbow, he could only watch them disappear billions of miles away and hide behind the ancient witches.

"Shameless villain, despicable!"

Donghuang Taiyi was so helpless that he could only cry and rage.

Ancestor Kunpeng has extraordinary magical powers and his speed is not inferior to his. Taoist Hongyun is the first auspicious cloud in the prehistoric world. He is invisible and traceless, otherwise he would not have been able to escape the pursuit.

"Kneeling down and groveling before the Three Pure Ones to beg for mercy?"

"The Emperor of Heaven swallowed his anger in silence. Everything he did was for the benefit of me and the entire demon race! He dared to put aside the dignity and pride of the innate gods. The Emperor of Heaven is a real man, the master of the three realms who is not affected by honor or disgrace!"

Demon Saint Bai Ze hurriedly spoke to everyone.

otherwise!

The words spoken by Patriarch Kunpeng and Taoist Hongyun were enough to hurt the dignity of Emperor Jun and cause unrest in the Demon Court.

"Two beasts who only rely on the protection of the Ancestral Witch!"

"One day, you will die under my Fuxi Qin!"

Fuxi gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.

The corner of his mouth twisted, causing the injury to worsen, causing him to feel severe pain.

The wound on his face could not be healed without a hundred or a thousand years.

Damn Yuanshi Tianzun!
I'm sorry!

at the same time.

Zhu Jiuyin and Hongjun Daozu were confronting each other, staring at each other, with boundless tyrannical aura crushing everything.

"Do you really want to die?"

Daozu Hongjun remained unmoved and was not affected by Zhu Jiuyin.

Who made the latter speak the truth?
From the beginning to the end, he never concealed what happened during the first catastrophe of Long Han and the battle between Taoism and demons!
He also became the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao and preached to the three thousand innate gods. Everything that Hongjun Daozu did was to prove his Dao and become a saint, and to improve his cultivation realm.

In order to achieve enlightenment, there is no distinction between lowly and despicable. Only the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Therefore, Daozu Hongjun would not become furious because of Zhu Jiuyin's words and rush to unite with the Heavenly Dao to kill him all.

"The only solution is to fight to the death!"

"I believe that although Father Pangu has fallen, he is still in this primitive world, blessing the Wu clan! Even if I die in battle, my reputation will be passed down from generation to generation in the Wu clan until you fall from the altar and watch the Wu clan take control of the primitive power with your own eyes."

Zhu Jiuyin is not afraid of anything.

Just as the ancestor Kunpeng said, the innate gods should have pride.

As the authentic Pangu, the ancestor of time witch transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, Zhu Jiuyin is equally indomitable.

Upon hearing this, Daozu Hongjun closed his eyes tightly.

After a long time, he said, "Since you want to die, I will follow the will of heaven and wipe out your true spirit and the soul you were born with!"

"But don't worry, for the sake of the balance between the witch and the lich race and the evolution of the catastrophe, I will leave your ancestor witch's blood to help the witch clan create a new ancestor witch of time!"

The words fell.

Daoist Patriarch Hongjun waved his jade sleeves lightly.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder, with its world-destroying power, enveloped Zhu Jiuyin.

In just a moment, it will be reduced to ashes!

But soon, a vast and supreme figure suddenly broke through the purple sky divine thunder and confronted Hongjun Daozu in the air.

It was Zhu Jiuyin, and he was unharmed.

Behind you!

There was another shadow, it turned out to be.
(End of this chapter)