In Zixiao Palace, a needle can be heard.

"The Three Pure Ones will definitely prove the truth. The West has destroyed the earth veins due to the Dao Demon's battle, and it is extremely barren. There will inevitably be a saint suppression. Gui Yin and Zhunti are the best choices, only you...!" Hongjun Daozu's voice was cold, "Get a great opportunity!"

"My chance?"

Nuwa was confused.

"Pangu created the world and created the world. He must have his own legacy and become the protagonist of the world, but he is not the witch clan!" Taoist ancestor said the biggest secret of the prehistoric world. "Although Pangu is a chaotic body, it is a human body. The human body is just the same as the current human race. His way of creation is obtained by you and evolved in accordance with the way of heaven. The human race will inevitably be born, which means you use your hands, so I said you have a great opportunity!"

"Human race, the protagonist of heaven?"

A bitterness appeared on the corner of Nuwa's mouth.

"You are not unique to you. Why did you create a human race and become a saint? Taiqing established a human education to obtain great merits? The three ancestors of the human race and the saints have repeatedly given merits from heaven, so you don't understand? The human race is the true inheritance of Pangu."

Hongjun Daozu's voice became a little stern.

"I……!"

Nuwa showed grievance.

"My disciple, the saint's position, is to be kidnapped in the heavenly court. Even after Di Jun's order, he can't see the situation clearly. He is devoted to the heavenly court, just for some luck and small profits, and cannot see the long-term. Nuwa, you really disappoint your teacher!" Hongjun Daozu sighed, "The status of the protagonist of the human race is not determined by the way of heaven, but Pangu's will, and it is also the presentation of the great way. The human race's Tao body should be heaven and earth. The two lich tribes are too tall.

Too strong, not to mention affecting the preaching of the saints, my Xuanmen is not prosperous, even if it hinders the development of the human race, it will inevitably decline. After the Lich War, the human race flourished, occupied the prehistoric world, and became the mainstream. As the mother of the human race, you are innately undefeated and will receive infinite help from luck. Your cultivation will definitely rise step by step. Even the way of creation will make the heaven move more and more favorable to you. Unfortunately, it is a pity that you have lost all of you in one go!”

"Master, I didn't do anything?"

Nuwa said aggrievedly.

"You don't care about the human race when you are born; you turn a blind eye to the first generation of the human race. To this day, there are only three left. If the human race's saints were not born, there would be no one left. If the human race's saints were not born, you would help them; in the battle between the human race, the three ancestors of the human race revealed your shortcomings. If you came forward to mediate and maintain them at that time, even if they were in the past, they would not care about it. Instead, you would kill the third ancestor and the saints in public, completely defeating your luck!" Hongjun said, "This also made them completely sure that your creation of the human race is just the food for the demon race!"

"I never thought so, I just wanted to prove the truth!" Nuwa said anxiously, "But no matter what, I created them."

"Their devotional worship to you for a hundred thousand years is enough!"

Hongjun's expression became more and more cold.

Nuwa was stunned and suddenly asked: "Master, the saint of human race, why did he grow to this level in just 100,000 years? Even my brother died because of him? With the blood of the human race, the Daluo Golden Immortal is the limit. It is impossible to be able to attain the quasi-saint!"

"Before the Lich War, it was impossible for the human race to give birth to a quasi-saint. This is a suppression of luck and bloodline. But the Great Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is four nine, and there are always exceptions!" Hongjun sighed, "You still want to kill the holy master of the human race?"

"My brother died because of him, and my luck was lost because of him!"

A very spicy look flashed across Nuwa's face.

Hongjun suddenly stared at Nuwa, and said no longer, and finally sighed: "You are a saint! What is a saint? Turning the order of heaven, guarding the laws and regulations of nature, regulating all things in the world, guarding the vast barriers, can also calculate the future and operate the general trend!"

This long sigh lasted for a long time.

"After the Lich War, you leave!" Hongjun Daozu's voice gradually disappeared, but the most stern sentence was left behind, "From now on, you will not be my disciple!"

"Master!"

Nuwa's face changed wildly.

Hongjun Daozu's figure is gone.

In the Lich War, the battlefield filled most of the prehistoric world.

Mountains collapse, lakes evaporate, land changes, and the world changes.

Every breath collapses in a mountain peak unit of one hundred thousand.

Every moment, more than one million creatures die.

The war spread to every corner of the prehistoric world. Even though it had already escaped from remote places and opened the formation to protect it, a large number of races were still buried directly and quietly disappeared into the torrent of history.

In such a battle, there are many golden immortals as dogs, Taiyi is walking all over the ground, and Daluo is constantly losing, not to mention some involved races.

Even the human race is affected.

The human territory was rebuilt by the last disaster and was rebuilt, and a large formation was reorganized in every city. Unfortunately, under the influence of such a war, the formations continued to collapse and the city was beaten into an abyss.

Even if there are magical powers in Shouyang Mountain, the Lichs came in a battle, but were blocked by the third ancestor of the human race, and the eight-scenery palace lanterns and coffin lamps, which was considered to be avoided from disaster.

"This battle is too fierce!"

Suiren looked into the distance, and the great disaster filled the sky.

Fire flows high in the sky, and the sky collapses.

Blood rain fell on the sky, and before it even landed on the ground, it directly gathered into a blood lake, falling down, smashing the earth into an abyss.

"This is more than ten thousand times more tragic than the original battle between shemale and monsters!"

Chao was moved. In just a moment, he saw more than ten Daluo being beaten up, his body was gone, and his soul was destroyed.

"Any battlefield like this, even if the quasi-saint is not careful, it will be wiped out by the formation!" Ziyi's face also changed. She saw that countless large formations were moving, erasing Taiyi and Daluo, and even blocking the body of the Great Witch.

On such a battlefield, individual strength has been weakened to the extreme.

The strength of the population is fully demonstrated.

"Even if Donghuang Taiyi breaks in, he will probably die without life!"

Ziyi said again.

"Yes!" said Youchao, "After this battle, there will definitely be no ten creatures in the prehistoric world. Great catastrophe, great catastrophe, this is the real great catastrophe! If the demon-fat human race had not blocked the demon court and led the saints to block the ancestor witches, and the saints could only resist many powerful people, our human race would have been completely destroyed!"

This is a real feeling.

The power of the outbreak of the Lich War is too terrible.

If the human race faces it, it will be destroyed in an instant.

"Now, only Buzhou Mountain can stand safely in the vast land!"

The three ancestors of the human race are worried.

Seeing the strength of the lich and thinking about the weakness of the human race, they understood that there was still a long way to go in the future.

They didn't know that because of the Lich War, the earth's veins were destroyed, and the essence of Buzhou Mountain was passing by greatly.

However, the subsequent collision allowed them to truly see what it means to destroy the world and retreat.

Rumble!

The Zhoutian Star Dou Array collided with Pangu's real body again.

A large formation composed of Di Jun, mainly Di Jun, 365 Da Luo held a medium-grade spiritual treasure, 48,000 Taiyi, and 480 million demon soldiers. What level of power is contained in the evolutionary universe? Even Di Jun is unsure of it, but he is sure that he is the one who fights the saints and he has the confidence to be defeated.

Another one, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who summoned Pangu’s true body, how powerful is?

The two collided one after another.

When the eighth time!

Bang……!

The Star Dou Universe trembled, and billions of cracks appeared, almost unable to maintain it. Although it did not disperse, the demon soldiers inside were shocked to death.

Pangu's true body was also scattered.

"Come again, take me an axe, Pangu will open the sky!"

Pangu roared angrily and raised his illusory axe.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches understood that if Pangu's true body collapsed early, it would be their doomsday.

"The sky is infinite, I am the master, fall!"

Di Jun roared.

This is the collision of destruction, the ultimate power.

It depends on who can stick to the end.

Bang……!

The axe light spread out 300 billion miles, completely dividing the starry sky into two. The terrifying power of destruction completely strangled the demon soldiers and generals who formed the formation, leaving no one left.

puff……!

Di Jun opened his mouth and sprayed out a river of blood of three million miles, burning the fire of the sun's essence. His breath instantly became extremely weak, and the river map and Luoshu on his head were completely dim.

"I'm defeated? Heaven is about to perish?"

He was lost in his mind for a while, but he could see below, his expression slightly calmer.

The infinite starry sky fell, and Pangu's true body was smashed. The twelve ancestor witches were scattered all over the earth, and their aura was depressed.

"kill!"

Di Jun shouted and gave the order, burned his bloodline, sublimated his soul, and descended. His red transformation technique was so amazing that he came to the opposite side of Zhu Jiuyin in an instant.

puff……!

A sword appeared in his hand [31 Novel Network], and he stabbed Zhu Jiuyin's chest, which had not yet recovered, and was completely penetrated and appeared from behind.

"This is……!"

Zhu Jiuyin was stunned and his face changed wildly.

"Witch Sword!"
Chapter completed!