The matter was so important that Guangchengzi did not dare to complain that he had just come back and immediately left in the clouds.

He knew very well how great the impact of this matter would be, and could even allow the Witch Clan to destroy the Demon Clan.

Think about it, during the Lich War, the top leaders of the Wu Clan had an innate spiritual treasure.

The demon clan only has Donghuang Zhong and Hetu Luoshu, so how can we fight this battle?

The power of an innate spiritual treasure is enough to withstand an army of over a billion!

Flying to Jianmu Toll Station in one breath, Guang Chengzi asked to see Lu Xinghe in person.

Considering that he had robbed Guang Chengzi before, Lu Xinghe gave him a chance to meet: "I'm very busy, how about talking directly?"

Bixiao's shout came from behind: "Xinghe, hurry up, come and play with me on the swing..."

Seeing Lu Xinghe so busy, Guang Chengzi almost laughed out loud.

He quickly got to the point: "I heard that you can upgrade the innate spiritual treasure, I want to upgrade it!"

"Nonsense, there is no such thing, please go back!" Lu Xinghe turned around and walked towards Bixiao.

He hasn't figured out how to sell the innate spiritual weapon yet, so naturally he doesn't want to expose the secret.

Guangchengzi became anxious: "I have just been to the Ancestral Witch Hall, and it was the great witch Jiufeng who told me!"

"Did she say that?"

Lu Xinghe rubbed his nose with a depressed expression, but still refused: "Sorry, I only help friends and do not provide external services!"

Continuing to turn around and go back, Lu Xinghe secretly complained to Jiufeng.

This girl is not reliable at all, and she doesn't know how to inform herself in advance.

If Guangchengzi asked about the price, he couldn't quote 10 billion, right?

Seeing Lu Xinghe's refusal, Guang Chengzi became anxious: "The price is easy to negotiate, it's easy to negotiate..."

This must be the rhythm that Lu Xinghe wants to increase money!

In order to fulfill his master's destiny, Guangchengzi also risked his life.

The worst he can do is add more, not 30 billion, but 32 billion!

If it still doesn’t work, then 35 billion, 38 billion, 40 billion...

Unexpectedly, Lu Xinghe said without looking back: "This is not a matter of money, it is a matter of principle!"

Looking at Lu Xinghe who walked into the room, Guang Chengzi stood there helplessly.

Isn’t his principle just money?

When did he have new principles?

…

After thinking hard, Guangchengzi flew to the Ancestral Witch Hall again, hoping to find Jiufeng for help.

As a result, Jiu Feng went to conquer the heaven, and it was unclear when he would return!

Worried that Guangchengzi would leak the innate spiritual treasure, Zuwu Emperor Jiang personally led the team, followed by Xingtian and Jiufeng to attack the heaven.

With the support of twelve innate spiritual treasures, the Wu clan is full of confidence.

In order to humiliate the demon clan, the 100 million witch army marched deliberately slowly.

Heaven was furious, and Emperor Jun personally led an army of 100 million demons to fight.

As soon as the two sides met, Di Jun found out that the leader of the Wu Clan was still Di Jiang, and he immediately became furious.

"Di Jiang, you still dare to seek death, today I will let you know how powerful this demon emperor's witch-slaying sword is!"

Di Jiang laughed loudly and showed off his demon-slaying sword: "Di Jun, my Witch Clan's demon-slaying sword is not a vegetarian, die..."

With a roar, Di Jiang slashed at Di Jun with his sword.

The swords met and a huge impact erupted, driving away the approaching men and horses.

Both sides retreated and inspected Renzhong's weapons.

Di Jun was shocked to find that there was a gap where the witch-slaying sword hit!

Naturally, the demon-slaying sword was not much better, and was also damaged.

Di Jun gritted his teeth and glared at Di Jiang: "Witch Turtle, did you do it on purpose?"

Di Jiang also roared angrily: "You weakling, I did it on purpose. If you have the guts, don't hide away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jiang rushed to Di Jun and slashed him with his knife again.

Emperor Jun's eyes turned red with anger, and he raised his sword to meet him without hesitation.

Dang! Dang! Dang!…

Both sides were furious, and no one chose to give in.

In just a few minutes, the swords collided hundreds of times, leaving dense scars.

If the fight continues like this, both sides will be killed by swords in less than a quarter of an hour.

Looking at the witch-slaying sword that could be used as a saw blade, Di Jun's face turned extremely ugly.

After painstaking sacrifices to millions of people, the Witch Slayer Sword was finally refined.

It has not yet played its due role and is about to be scrapped.

The damn witch clan is afraid of the power of the witch-slaying sword and would rather lose both sides!

Di Jiang showed no distress at all and deliberately provoked his opponent: "Di Jun, are you reluctant to let go? If you are reluctant to let go, just get out of here!"

Another knife struck head-on!

Di Jun, who originally wanted to dodge, was deeply stimulated by the word "go away".

The 100 million demon army below are watching him, how could he get away in public?

"Di Jiang, you will definitely regret it..."

Di Jun gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands and faced him fiercely.

Isn't it just a sword? I, the Demon Emperor, would give it up!

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the swords collided with all their strength and broke into four pieces in an instant.

Di Jun showed He Tu Luoshu angrily: "Di Jiang, I think you have any other magic weapons?"

Di Jiang showed a sly smile and waved his hand below: "Xingtian, Jiufeng, I will deal with the Demon Emperor, so don't be idle!"

Xingtian couldn't wait and immediately launched the witch formation, forming a huge Xingtian Dharma.

The leader on the opposite side was the Demon Saint Gui Cha, who also activated the demon formation and transformed into a huge ghost chariot.

As for Jiufeng, he was guarding the witch formation, guarding against Demon Saint Fei Lian's charge.

An army of 100 million witches faced an army of 100 million demons. The combat power of both sides was almost the same.

According to usual practice, the two sides will not get results without spending a few hours.

This time, Xingtian laughed wildly and struck out the first blow: "You weakling, try the power of my Xingtian axe!"

The demons and ghosts were not afraid at all, and all nine of their heads spewed out mana at the same time, trying to neutralize the attack.

"Xingtian, I know very well how much you have, so don't show off your broken ax to embarrass yourself!"

Listening to the scolding below, Di Jun shook his head disdainfully: "Humph, Di Jiang, if you dare, don't run away this time!"

Di Jiang retorted without showing any signs of weakness: "Okay! Whoever escapes will be his grandson, and he will no longer be worthy of being a descendant of Pangu!"

He didn't expect that Di Jiang would say such big words, and Di Jun almost smiled crookedly.

This is heaven. If Taiyi comes with his army later, how dare he not escape?

The arrogant Wu clan, today is the day he will be slapped in the face!

From today on, we demon clan are the real descendants of Pangu!

Di Jun shouted excitedly: "Okay, whoever escapes is not worthy to be a descendant of Pangu!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the demon formation below.

Gui Che Faxiang, who had gathered the mana of 100 million demon soldiers, could not even block Xing Tian's attack.

Di Jun's eyes almost popped out: "This is impossible!"

In his impossibility, Xing Tian struck out with the second axe.

The huge ax shadow swept across the demon army formation, setting off a wave-like sea of ​​blood.

This attack killed two-thirds of the demon soldiers and penetrated the entire demon formation.

Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and mutilated limbs were everywhere, just like Shura purgatory.

Di Jun was completely stunned and kept mumbling: "Impossible, this is impossible..."

Di Jiang laughed wildly and rushed forward: "Everything is possible! You weakling, if you have the guts, don't run away, hahaha..."

Suddenly an innate spiritual weapon, the Jiuchi Staff, appeared in his hand, and he aimed it at Emperor Jun and hit him head-on.
Chapter completed!