"Don't even think about it." Jun Muqian glanced at him, "You are a single bird."

Donghuang Taiyi: "..."

It’s not over, isn’t it?

Jun Muxian thought for a while: "May I ask His Majesty the East Emperor, have you ever heard of the title Daojun?"

"Daojun..." Donghuang Taiyi frowned. He thought for a long time and said in deep thought, "The title of Daojun is actually very common. I know a few of them, but they don't match up."

Jun Muqian rubbed his eyebrows: "Yes."

How could the Dao Lord who could make the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng disobey the order of Yuanshi Tianzun be an ordinary demon?

"It doesn't matter who he is." Jun Muqian gritted his teeth and sneered, "It doesn't matter if he avoids me now. One day when I see him, I will turn him into a eunuch and choose a husband for him."

Inexplicably, His Majesty Donghuang felt his body go cold and moved a little further away warily.

This little girl is so cruel.

Jun Muqian looked at Donghuang Tai for a long time and pointed his finger at him.

The next second, with a "swish" sound, Donghuang Taiyi changed his appearance. His face was very ordinary, the kind that would never be noticed in a crowd.

"Oh?" He looked at himself and raised his eyebrows, "You are quite good at the transformation technique. Who do you study under?"

"I am self-taught without a teacher." Jun Muxian also turned into a man and stroked his sleeves, "Let's go, go to the battlefield first. When this battle of apotheosis is over, I will help you find the Chaos Clock.

."

A smile appeared on Donghuang Taiyi's lips, and a faint murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Okay, I may not have met these ancestral witches of the Wu clan for a long time."

If it weren't for the way of heaven getting in the way, the ancient heaven would never lose the battle between the lich and them.

What he once lost, he now wants to get back one by one.

None of the twelve ancestral witches can escape.

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At the same time, the territory of the Wu clan——
Chapter completed!