Chapter 146

At that moment, Emperor Jun raised his hand, and endless majesty swept over him, causing many powerful people and many demon enemies to feel terror.

"Hiss...this state seems to be half a step beyond Hunyuan. Could it be that this is the state of Hunyuan?" Many people were shocked.

The same goes for Great God Lei Ze. He stared at Di Jun and resisted the pressure: "Di Jun, your cultivation..."

"The magical power of luck pulls the luck of the demon clan and blends into my body. It pulls the foundation of the demon clan's sentient beings and sends me to an unreachable level. Unfortunately, this level is not Hunyuan after all. But it can make me, in a short time, Give full play to the strength of the Hunyuan Realm. Fight..." Di Jun said, killing with his big hand and pushing out horizontally.

At that moment, many great powers and clan leaders were shocked and panicked.

They never expected that Di Jun had such a trump card. The magical power of luck can integrate the luck of a race and turn it into one's own heritage.

Under such majesty, they could only resist. After all, after fighting till now, if they don't resist, they will die.

There can only be one battle, one battle that can only burn everything.

The source is burned and kills the enemy.

However, that horizontal killing blow destroyed everything in front of him. Tyrannical and terrifying.

At that moment, the endless majesty fell, and the endless vastness fell.

The great thunder poured down by the Great God Lei Ze was instantly wiped out, turned into brilliance, and spread down the long river. He was bombarded and killed, and all the Taoist fruits were shattered into pieces, scattered across the long river, and also fell into the wilderness.

The same was true for Donghua Taojun. His body was shattered and he howled instantly. He flew into the long river and fell into the wilderness. Enemies were killed one by one in an instant. One by one, the great powers also fell instantly.

As for Emperor Jun himself, along with these killings, cracks appeared all over his body, and his Tao Yun collapsed. Many members of the demon clan are now exploding one by one as their luck fluctuates.

"Boom, boom..."

Many monsters died tragically, and Emperor Jun also spurted blood.

This scene made many powerful people aware of it, as well as the demon clan itself. This magical power of luck created by Di Jun can certainly increase his own cultivation to an incredible level. Unfortunately, the flaws are too obvious.

The luck is integrated into oneself, relying on the luck to pull the entire demon clan, so that the Tao Yun of all the demon clans merges with the luck and falls into Dijun's body. Ling Dijun went one step further, but it was a pity that many avenues were tolerated by luck, which was definitely a burden. For this reason, Di Jun suffered heavy injuries with just one blow.

In addition, the fluctuations in luck also caused the death of many demon clans.

It can be said that this 'Qi Luck Magical Power' seems terrifying, but it is definitely a lose-lose method.

Nowadays, a large number of demon clans have fallen, and many powerful races have died tragically.

A little bit remains, and now it is spurting out blood, and the Dao Fruit is broken: "¨々This, this..."

Many powerful people are miserable and cannot believe this fact. But now, they were really defeated, defeated by Di Jun.

"Don't be afraid. Di Jun's method will not last long. In addition, Di Jun's moves will also bite the demon clan. Fight him..." A powerful man roared.

Yes, keep killing. It is difficult for Di Jun to maintain this magical power for long. Even if it lasts for a long time, accompanied by killings, it will also cause the demon clan to fall.

The powerful people who have been able to cultivate to this level are not lacking in bloodiness at all. Each one of them has a powerful aura and kills towards Di Jun.

Emperor Jun stared, and now that blood was spilled, he raised his palm to kill: "You all, go die..."

Di Jun is an emperor, an emperor who aims to create order for all living beings. He knows how to choose, and knows that even if the demon clan (the king's) falls, he will still fight.

Now, push forward and attack, the order evolves, forming the palm of the sky.

In that palm, there are rules of order and chains of order. In that palm, there is absolutely a cage of order. No one can compete with it, and no one can resist it.

"boom....."

"boom...."

At that moment, more monks died tragically, and more powerful men fell.

One by one their bodies were broken, one by one fell, one by one wailed, and they were completely vulnerable.

There is no way, Di Jun is really unstoppable now.

In the end, they died tragically, fell into the endless river, and turned into dust.

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Chapter 367

Endless years have passed since the Great War.

Over the long years, the wilderness was stained with red and corpses were everywhere.

Countless monks have fallen, and countless lives have died tragically, but it is difficult to bring this war to an end.

Now, Emperor Jun has developed the magical power of luck, gained the fusion with the members of the demon clan, and achieved supreme power. The cultivation level is far beyond half a step of Hunyuan, but it seems that he has not set foot in Hunyuan.

Under this realm, order is condensed, and the powerful masters of suppressing and besieging the Demon Court are present.

It's a pity that the shortcomings of the magical power of luck caused fluctuations in luck, which backfired on many demon clans. For a moment, the group of monsters fell and turned into ashes along with the fluctuations.

When Emperor Jun saw this, his eyes were cold and his expression was a little sad: "After all, there is no way to avoid the backlash...Pfft..."

The blood in Emperor Jun's body spilled out, falling into the endless river, and also into the endless years. Di Jun stepped back repeatedly and asked Tai Yi to step forward and help him.

"Brother...you..." Taiyi was anxious, not caring about the impact that luck would have on him.

Di Jun clenched his fists and looked back at the Demon Court, knowing very clearly the current situation of the Demon Clan. Two fluctuations in luck caused most of the demon clan that had already fallen in large numbers to fall again. The remaining demon clan today is only 20% of what it once was.

In addition, many demon clan powerful people, as well as the demon emperor, also suffered heavy losses.

In exchange for such heavy losses, the great powers of all races that besieged the demon clan fell. Regarding this exchange, Di Jun knew in his heart that it was worth it. Sacrifice 80% of the demon clan, in exchange for the death of the leaders of each clan. This is a good thing for the demon clan.

But now, Di Jun also knows that sacrificing so many clansmen in exchange for this situation is too harsh after all.

The emperor's handsome eyes flashed with a trace of pity, but he was quickly torn apart by the ruthless order, showing his heroic qualities: "When you give the order, those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish."

When Taiyi heard this, he knew what Di Jun meant. The Chaos Bell rippled, bringing up the remaining magical power and ordering the demons to kill the enemy.

However, just as Taiyi wanted to do this, a terrifying aura rose from the wilderness and spread from the avenue.

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That kind of terrifying aura makes all living beings feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The Chaos Clock in Taiyi's arms now also buzzed, as if he was cheering or expecting something, which made him very confused: "What, what is going on? My Chaos Clock..."

Emperor Jun stared, restrained his breath, his eyes flickered with astonishment and fear: "Witch Clan, it's definitely them!"

Yes, it’s the Witch Clan. Now, in the long river of the avenue, all the remaining powers can feel the terrifying aura and stare at the witch clan in the long river.

Today's Wu Clan is besieged by countless powerful people. Under the siege of many powerful people, the Wu clan showed a fighting posture, fighting hard and fighting with the enemy. However, under such siege, countless people died.

After all, a full 50% of the races besieged the Witch Clan this time. In the prehistoric era, excluding the witch clan, demon clan, and many low-level casual cultivators, except for the powerful casual cultivators. Fully 50% of the remaining countless races came out to surround and kill the Wu clan.

Of the remaining 50%, nearly 20% went to deal with the demon clan. The last 30% is aimed at the bottom of the primitive world and many powerful casual cultivators. For example, for Zhenyuan, Zhunti, Jieyin, Sanqing...

For this reason, the Wu clan definitely suffered the most brutal siege.

Relying on the strength of one clan, they can compete with 50% of the races in the wild. How could this battle not be tragic?

Today, in the ancient land, countless human witches have fallen, many pure-blood witches have died tragically, and many new great witches have also fallen.

Killing Dao Now, the entire Wu clan has been pushed to the extreme.

At this moment, in the long river of the great road, the Dijiang River, stained with endless Tao blood, exudes endless majesty and murderous aura: "Kill my son of the Wu clan, stain the blood of my Wu clan, you all deserve to die... "

"Di Jiang... You Wu Clan is very strong, and you are worthy of being the descendant of the Great God Pangu. However, with so many races surrounding you now, you have no chance at all." A powerful race shouted.

"Before, you, the Witch Clan, were able to defeat 30% of the races in the prehistoric era. But those races were just ordinary small races and a few big clans. Now we are all the rare big clans in the prehistoric era. You, the Wu Clan, will definitely Defeat, your resources will eventually turn into our heritage." Another veteran clan leader shouted.

"What nonsense are you doing? Kill..." Many wealthy clans shouted, wanting to kill the Wu clan.

Zhu Jiuyin looked at this and the tribesmen who were gradually declining after fighting bloody battles, and roared: "Brother, we can't continue in this stalemate. Otherwise, sooner or later, our Wu tribe will be besieged to death by these races. We must use thunderous means to kill them. They kill!"

"No matter. Even if you sacrifice your future, you will still have to crush these brats. Father God, your children will burn your blood today and awaken your will. Please help..." Dijiang roared, and the sound waves rippled throughout the past and present. .

At that moment, a hazy aura erupted from Di Jiang's body.

At that moment, a terrifying momentum swept across the river in an instant.

At that moment, the past and present were shattered, and all worlds collapsed.

With a "boom", the endless river of avenues could not help but burst and shatter.

But he saw a terrifying shadow rising slowly. The rising shadow relies on burning its own blood and relying on blood sacrifice for its own future.

The aura in Dijiang's body spread, and the intertwined shadows could not be clearly seen clearly, and the shadows could not be seen clearly, as if they were in chaos.

At the same time, this phantom enveloped Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, and many great witches.

Everyone above the great witch level is shrouded in this shadow. After being shrouded, it seemed as if the blood was ignited, making the shadow become more condensed and stronger. As it grows, the shadow gradually condenses and becomes real.

In the end, the world was silent, and all sentient beings were silent and dumbfounded.

"This, how is this possible? This phantom, this phantom..." A powerful man roared, expressing disbelief!

"Pangu, Pangu's phantom? How could the Witch Clan summon Pangu's phantom!" Another powerful voice roared.

All the great powers in the river were frightened by such phantoms and auras. Feeling the endless intimidation emanating from the chaotic shadow, they trembled from the bottom of their hearts. It is a kind of awe, a kind of deterrence from the life level.

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Chapter 368

All beings are afraid, all beings are frightened. But now, the phantom has grown to an incredible extent.

With only half of his body, he towered over the long river of the avenue. It seemed like the endless river was just a plaything in his eyes.

This phantom seemed to be unconscious, waving its illusory arm in front of the eyes.

It's just the most ordinary sway, but it carries endless intimidation.

At that moment, all the time in the world, endless eternity, all the great roads and rivers, were all dispersed and all suffered heavy losses.

The long river that should have been silent was so casually swayed, stirring up endless tsunamis and evolving into a roaring sky.

He was arrogant before, knowing his arrogant power, but he was instantly filled with despair. That kind of unconscious sway enveloped them.

"Escape, escape..." This is the first thought of many powerful people, and it is also the thought of all the monks in the long road.

No matter I, Di Jun, or Xuan Qing, they all quickly escaped from this area.

However, more powerful people want to escape, but find it difficult to escape. No matter how far they flew or how far they ran, they still seemed to be in a shadow.

"Why, why can't you escape!" A powerful man roared.

More powerful people were roaring, and it felt like they couldn't escape from that range.

In desperation, many monks could only resist. It's a pity that their magical powers turned into ashes before encountering the phantom.

Finally, the illusory arm fell, and everything came to an end.

"boom....."

"boom......."

At that moment, all the ancient and modern years, endless eternity, all exploded.

At that moment, the long river that had been flowing forever was shattered in that moment.

Yes, the lower reaches of the avenue just exploded and shattered. The turbulent wave turned into sweeping waves and rushed towards the middle reaches. Along the way, I encountered many obsessions of those who failed to achieve enlightenment, but they were all overwhelmed in an instant.

Finally, the wave rushed into the middle reaches and disappeared.

And at that moment, countless powerful fruits were submerged, agitated, and destroyed.

The powerful forces and many races that besieged the Wu Clan disappeared without a trace as the lower reaches of the Great Dao River were shattered. Even if you want to look for it, it’s hard to find.

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However, the water of the broken avenue surged and rolled, turning into countless tributaries, and then spread to each other, flowing slowly, and converging towards one place.

The phantom is in a place of nothingness, causing the water of the broken river to flow, and then stare unconsciously.

It seems to run through eternity, as if to see through everything. In those illusory eyes, there is a kind of gaze, staring at everything in the ancient world, staring at the endless monks, and finally looking at the end of the long river.

As he watched, the shadow slowly dispersed, just like that.

The many witch clans condensed among them also dispersed, and their figures emerged one by one.

Many great witches appeared, their faces pale, as if they had been exhausted. The ancestral witch never appeared, and was still wrapped in a little brand.

But all the enemies that besieged the Wu clan have now disappeared. Digestion, the lower reaches of the long river were all shattered by such a casual wave, turning into countless tributaries flowing. In this tumbling, no one knows how many monks and how many great powers are buried.