Bastard saint!

Donghuang suddenly remembered that Zuo Xiaoduo had actually sat on a sage futon in Zixiao Palace at that time. Although he later expressed his intention not to sit on it, it was still true that he had sat on it.

Could it be...

This Zuo Xiaoduo's holy title... is really... cough, mean... no, swordsmanship?

Dong Huang laughed, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Everyone, I'll see you again after today."

"See you again in the world after today!"

The eight ancestral shamans raised their glasses together and drank it all in one gulp, showing their heroic attitude.

Although the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are life-and-death enemies, the high-level officials at that time really cared about each other. No one could dislike the other, but they were also pleased with each other.

Even though he was sealed here, there has been no abuse and no restrictions for so many years. Even sometimes, Dong Huang and Demon Emperor often came to accompany him to chat and drink.

Everyone talked freely and drank happily; sometimes even the Demon Queen would come.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, it was like meeting old friends.

Now at this time, it's finally time to part ways.

"Have a nice trip, everyone. I won't send you off. Let's fight again next time."

Dong Huang gave a long laugh, his body slowly rose, and gradually disappeared in mid-air.

Everything that needs to be said has been said, and we will still be enemies when we meet again.

Fight when you need to, kill when you need to kill, and continue to cooperate when you need to cooperate.

"Boy, follow us!"

Seeing Donghuang's figure disappear, the eight ancestral witches gathered their strength and launched their attacks together, soaring into the sky with great momentum!

With a loud roar, the entire Demon Palace turned over.

The restriction outside has been broken by Zuo Xiaoduo. Although it has been re-closed, the flaw still exists after all.

At this moment, the eight ancestral witches worked together, and of course they could only destroy everything in one go.

With this loud noise, the three people fighting outside immediately ceased fighting, and then they saw the eight ancestral witches break through the seal and reappear in the mortal world.

Eight demon-god-like figures stood in the dusty sky, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"I `m coming out!"

Demon Emperor Jun, who had expected it, laughed loudly: "It's out!"

Zuo Changlu and Flood Wizard were both sophisticated people, and they knew every detail. They connected many details from beginning to end of the rescue operation in an instant. How could they not guess that the Demon Emperor was probably intending to let all the ancestral wizards see the light of day again?

I can't help but admire the Demon King's magnanimity.

Even if the enemy who had been imprisoned and sealed by him for so many years escaped, even if it was intentional, the laughter of His Majesty the Demon King was filled with cheerfulness and a faint expectation, which fully showed his noble nature.

The ancestral witch Gonggong laughed loudly and was the first to speak: "Emperor Jun! Thank you very much for your hospitality over the years. This friendship will definitely be repaid by our witch clan in the future."

Emperor Jun narrowed his eyes: "Since you have broken the seal and walked in the mortal world again, you are just the ancestral witches of the Wu clan. There is no need to say anything else. You just go, between you and me, the lich, this calamity is inevitable

There is still one more battle, let’s see which of the two clans of demons and witches is stronger and which one is weaker.”

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The ancestral shaman of Dijiang let out a loud roar: "This battle ends here, everyone belonging to the shaman clan will stop!"

Following this shout, the sounds of fighting outside the Demon Clan's imperial city slowly faded away and gradually stopped.

The sound of whistling wind came, and both warring parties rushed here.

The Demon King shouted: "The young man from the witch clan who transported poison left the antidote. Let's stop what happened today."

The non-poisonous witch snorted and threw down a dozen small porcelain bottles.

"See you ancestors!"

The Great Wizard of Flood led several great wizards to pay homage.

"May I have your name?"

"flood."

"Flood, you have now been promoted to the realm of ancestral witches. There is no need to belittle yourself. You can be on the same level as me."

"Those who are cultivators in the ancient times are those who have achieved it first. This is especially true for the blood heirs of the Witch Clan. To be promoted to the level of the Ancestral Witch is to reach the top of the Witch Clan. You must never be a dwarf again. This must be kept in mind."

"yes."

Gonggong Ancestral Witch looked at the flood and said calmly: "You have walked out of your own way, and you are no longer just my descendant. This must also be kept in mind."

"Yes. This time, the Zuo family of the Star Soul Human Clan has contributed a lot to rescuing you adults. Without their full help, we, the Wu Clan, would be unable to do it alone. This matter may not have gone so smoothly."

The Great Shaman of the Flood, well, the Great Shaman of the Flood began to introduce the Zuo Changlu family, focusing on the virtue of this assistance.

"I have met all the senior ancestral witches." Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting saluted side by side. They were neither humble nor overbearing in their movements, showing their own air of style.

"Thank you very much." Emperor Jiang Zuwu said: "We will bear in mind today's feelings. Empty words are meaningless. We will wait and see in the future."

When facing the demon emperor Jun just now, what Di Jiang said was that he would be rewarded generously!

But facing Zuo Changlu's family, who was truly kind and righteous, Di Jiang did not say more.

Kindness is not about words, it must be seen in action.

"Senior, don't worry, I am a close friend of Hong Hong. During this Qingtian catastrophe, the Star Soul Human Race also made an alliance with the Witch Alliance to watch and help each other. This time I came to participate in the rescue operation, which is half personal relationship and half expediency.

"

"Haha... Not bad, you are a person who speaks truthfully and doesn't have any excuses. You are a trustworthy person."

Di Jiang looked at Zuo Changlu and couldn't help but ask: "Is this boy your son?"

His eyes immediately focused on Zuo Xiaoduo.

Zuo Xiaoduo immediately puffed up his chest: "Master Zuwu, there is no need to be polite. Everyone is here to help each other. I just did what I should do. When it comes to saying thank you, I am a heretic."

Di Jiang's lips twitched, did I say thank you?

I said thank you to your father, and I have given you enough respect. Who needs to say it again to a younger generation like you?

"It's the dog. This junior, the dog, is young and has a shallow cultivation, which makes Master Zuwu laugh." Zuo Changlu said in an elegant manner.

"I just said that your words are true and there is no falsehood. How can you be humble? I said before that among cultivators in the ancient times, the masters are the first. The so-called youth is not important, and the cultivation is shallow. Why can't you put it on your son's head? You are noble.

The young master is extremely gifted and a great choice, and Zuo Zuo is really lucky."

Di Jiang really praised Zuo Xiaoduo.

I just left the last sentence, which I am embarrassed to say.

This sentence is of course: Especially in another aspect, he is outstanding and can be called the best in the world.

As for what aspect it is, everyone knows it, so I won’t say it out loud.

"Let's go. This account with the demon clan will be settled in the future! Di Jun, I'm leaving soon, do you have anything else to say? If not, he will go to Jianghu

goodbye!"

The Demon King said calmly: "I just said that once you break the seal and walk in the world again, you will be just the ancestral witches of the Wu clan. There is only opposition to each other, but the hatred of a lifetime is not in a hurry today. Let you gather together first.

I'm happy to reunite with your tribe... By the way, I also give you the opportunity to leave a legacy. Last time, I was a little too hasty and didn't leave a legacy, which caused a gap in the inheritance of the witch clan. Today, I have a meeting with the younger generation of witches, which is quite interesting.

For disappointment.”

"The Demon Emperor is indeed worthy of being the Demon Emperor."

Di Jiang said calmly: "In that case, my brother will say goodbye!"

"Please."

"Master Zuo, let's go."

Zuo Changlu smiled and said: "Master Zuwu, let's go first. When we come down here, there is still an expedient that has not been completed. We need to discuss it with His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

Xuan Ming Ancestor Witch said: "Do you need help?"

Zuo Changlu smiled: "This matter has nothing to do with fighting. I believe His Majesty the Demon Emperor will not make things difficult for me."

Gonggong pulled Xuan Ming's sleeve and said, "In that case, let's say goodbye."

Immediately, there was a roar, and all the masters of the witch clan rose into the sky and flew away.

A moment later, only four members of the Zuo family were left at the scene.

When Flood Witch looked back in the air, he saw the Demon King and Demon Queen approaching Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting with smiles on their faces. He couldn't help but feel confused.

This is crazy...

What's going on?

What way does God unfold?!

I asked you to fight, to fight, to rescue the ancestral witches... Why do you come here as if you are visiting relatives?
To be continued...