The demon clan sacrificed and refined the witch sword in the heavenly court. They used all the collected human souls and prepared to successfully refine them in one sacrifice.

Di Jun and Fuxi are both very good at sacrificing spiritual treasures. The weapons and the like in the entire demon clan are all made by the two of them.

"Brother Dao, this time I refine the Witch-Slaying Sword, the death period of the twelve Ancestral Witches will come!"

The Demon Emperor Fuxi looked excited. He had long been eager to unify the prehistoric world. Now that he was about to succeed, he was naturally extremely excited.

"Brother, as long as we eliminate the twelve ancestor witches, the demon clan will be able to unify the prehistoric world in the future. At that time, the boundless luck will be blessed by us. Maybe we will soon be able to attain Hunyuan!"

Di Jun also looked excited. The power of boundless luck was a treasure that even the saints scrambled for.

Without a small human race, six supreme lords were attracted to fight? If the demon race was unified in the prehistoric world, then the fortune of the demon race would be many thousand times stronger than that of the human race.

With such a powerful fortune, it is indeed very likely that the demon emperors will directly help them realize the truth!

However, Di Jun and Fuxi didn't know that it was because they wanted to massacre the human race and were determined to kill the twelve ancestor witches that they had been completely immersed in the breath of the great disaster without realizing it. Their fate was unpredictable, and they were also deluded in realizing the enlightenment of Hunyuan.

The entire demon clan was sacrificing the Witch Killing Sword with all his might, but the Witch clan was so low-key that it made people feel nervous. They didn't have any movement and didn't know what big thing they were plotting against.

On the contrary, Taiyi, because he was crushed by Kunpeng several times, this greatly hit his arrogance, so he went into seclusion even more crazily and was extremely eager for his strength.

This instead allowed him to avoid the causal entanglement between the demon clan and the human clan, and avoid the invasion of some of the scattered energy.

It is a blessing to lose your horse.

Taiyi was indeed bullied by Kunpeng in this situation, but he was not completely swallowed by the disaster, which should be a disguised blessing.

After the demon clan sacrificed for three thousand years, the witch-killing sword was finally successfully born in the heavenly court!

On this day, the entire heaven was filled with serene winds, and the light of the sun, moon and stars disappeared. A powerful aura rushed through the clouds and broke through the moon, and went straight to the ninth level of the sky.

"Brother has really refined the Witch-Slaying God Sword!"

Taiyi, who was in seclusion, was awakened by the powerful aura. He walked out of the retreat, his face full of excitement.

Although Taiyi failed to cut off his own corpse this time, his strength has improved greatly and he has almost reached the sub-saint realm. It is only one step away from the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

When Taiyi came to the temple, Di Jun said that he was holding a very domineering divine sword. The sword was seven feet long and could be said to be a giant sword. Moreover, this divine sword could also change according to the size of the heart, and there was endless black air in it, as if protected by a black dragon.

When Taiyi saw this magic sword, he couldn't help but feel excited, as if the magic sword was tailor-made for him.

"Good sword! Good sword!"

Taiyi's eyes burst into a divine light, and he exclaimed in surprise, his eyes full of surprise.

"Hahaha! Second brother, Slaying Wu Jian!"

When Di Jun and Fuxi saw Taiyi coming, they both laughed excitedly. Di Jun waved his hand and threw the magic sword to Taiyi.

Taiyi caught the magic sword, and he danced gently, and suddenly a roar of an evil dragon condensed but did not dissipate, and cracks were cut from the void.

The spatial barriers in the prehistoric world cannot withstand the power of this magical sword!

Taiyi's eyes were full of divine lights. He looked at Di Jun and Fuxi and said, "Brother, with this divine sword, the twelve ancestor witches are like local chickens and tiles! They are simply vulnerable!"

Fuxi also laughed loudly at this time, and his heart was also full of hope, "Taiyi said it right. At that time, we just need to use the Slaying Witch God Sword to kill an ancestor witch, and their 12-du Tian Shenxian Formation will be destroyed without any attack. What else can the witch clan compete with us at that time!"

Seeing that the hope of killing the witch clan was approaching, the three demon emperors were all full of expectations.

"Brother, Emperor Xi, since the Witch-Slaying God Sword has been refined, I suggest that we go to Buzhou Mountain immediately and destroy the Witch Clan!"

Taiyi couldn't wait. He knew the importance of luck very well, so he destroyed the witch clan one day earlier, and for their demon clan one day, he would enjoy this boundless luck one day earlier.

Fuxi also nodded at this time and said, "It should be like this, apart from the witch clan earlier, so as not to have any troubles!"

After all, the Witch Clan is a huge clan, and no one can guarantee that they will come up with any new trump cards if they continue to develop.

What's more, the witch clan has become very powerful over the years, and they suppress the demon clan everywhere, which has made the three demon emperors feel very uneasy.

"Okay! Second brother, you will be in charge of this witch-killing sword. When we fight to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi and I will come forward to anger the witch clan and fight with them one by one. Then you can take the opportunity to kill one or two ancestor witches, so that the big plan will be accomplished!"

After Di Jun and Taiyi discussed some details in the Heavenly Court, they immediately mobilized the troops from the entire Heavenly Court and then rushed towards the Buzhou Mountain.

This time, the demon clan had no intention of concealing his intention and rushed to Buzhou Mountain openly. The twelve ancestor witches naturally had seen it clearly.

"The demon clan dared to take the initiative to attack. They obviously came prepared, but now our backup plan is ready. This time we will give them a good look!"

How could the Emperor Jiang Zuwu not know the tricks of the demon clan? However, they were prepared for it, so they were fearless.

"Brother, since the demon clan is here to seek death this time, let's be prepared to let them never come back!"

Zhurong’s ancestor witch looked excited. Their twelve ancestor witches spent tens of thousands of years in order to kill the demon clan with one blow.

"All the witch clans, follow me to fight the demon clan!"

The Emperor Jiang's ancestor witch directly revealed the true body of the ancestor witch. His huge body rose from the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and the other ancestor witches also appeared one after another.

For a moment, countless witch tribes roared repeatedly. From a distance, it seemed like a group of huge black ants gathered densely at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and the scene looked very spectacular.

In an instant, the witch army had assembled, and they all climbed Mount Buzhou and collided with the demon army that was angrily pressing in the air.

The battle of lichs broke out, and the endless aura of tribulation between heaven and earth finally boiled completely. The boundless aura of tribulation was at its limit at this moment, and it was like a pitch-black and thick liquid, spreading across the heavens.

On Shouyang Mountain, Kunpeng looked at the changes in the wind and clouds above the nine heavens, and his eyes were complicated.

"The Lich Decisive Battle is about to begin!"
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