Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

When Ao Changsheng first got the Tongtian Jianmu, he was also struggling with how to use it.

Should he take it into his inner world as a tree to support the sky, or let it take root in the world?

If he chooses to take the Tongtian Jianmu into his inner world, the size of the Tongtian Jianmu at this time will slightly absorb some of the origin of his inner world.

But it will soon exceed the scale of his inner world and begin to feed back to his world at the growth rate of the world tree.

Coupled with the endless innate spiritual energy in the Taoist temple, Ao Changsheng's cultivation will probably enter a period of rapid growth.

It may not take millions of years for his inner world to reach the level of the world, allowing him to successfully break through the Hunyuan realm.

But the disadvantage is that every time the inner world evolves, there will be no more leaps and transformations, and he will no longer be able to perceive the mystery of the evolution of that world with his whole body and mind.

This is difficult for Ao Changsheng to accept.

After all, although the inner world grows powerful, the level of cultivators is ultimately judged by their Taoism.

The insights that Ao Changsheng could gain from the worlds and transitions were far more important than the rapid attainment of the Hunyuan Dao.

Therefore, Ao Changsheng chose the second option.

Although planting the Tongtian Jianmu in his Great Thousand Universe would cause the Great Thousand Universe to fall to the Middle Thousand World in a short period of time, its absolute potential would increase greatly.

Moreover, with his current realm of the Way of the World, it was impossible to integrate the power of a Great Thousand World, but it was barely possible to integrate a Middle Thousand World.

As long as the incarnation carried the Middle Thousand World with him, he would definitely be invincible under the Saint, not to mention the Saint-level combat power.

When the transition of his inner world was completed, the Way of the World broke through, and the Middle Thousand World also recovered to the Great Thousand level, the combat power of his incarnation would definitely rise to the Saint level.

That would be equivalent to Ao Changsheng having an additional Saint-level protector, and a protector who could walk through the prehistoric world and even step into the Chaos.

"Chaos..." Ao Changsheng murmured in his heart.

He had a hunch that the mystery of his time travel might be answered in the vast chaos.

…

Since the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

Over the past thousands of years, the only two great men in the prehistoric world who could kill two corpses, Di Jun and Tai Yi, have been constantly conquering these tribes and forcing them to join the demon clan.

At the same time, a major event happened to the demon clan during these thousands of years.

That was the marriage of Emperor Di Jun.

The one he married was Xihe, the goddess of the sun. As a creature born from the sun star, Di Jun married Xihe, the goddess of the sun.

For a time, most of the stars in the prehistoric sky became the territory of the demon clan.

For a time, the strength of the demon clan increased greatly.

With the endless starlight and aura, coupled with the already superior cultivation environment of the heavenly world, the cultivation speed of every demon in the demon clan, big and small, began to grow rapidly.

However, the entrance to the Heavenly Palace is at the top of Mount Buzhou. Although Mount Buzhou is extremely wide, every time you go to the Heavenly Palace, you will inevitably pass by the foot of Mount Buzhou.

This makes the Wu Clan living at the foot of Mount Buzhou very happy, after all, there is a steady stream of prey coming to the door.

How can you not be happy about this?

As for the Wu Clan that fell while hunting the demons?

That's called falling?

That's called returning to the Father God!

For a while, the contradiction between the Wu Clan and the demons was getting bigger and bigger, although both the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the demons Emperor Jun Taiyi were intentionally controlling it.

But...

The beginning of the witch and demon calamity has begun!

This day.

It was still that familiar voice that resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

"The third sermon is about to begin, you all come to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible!"

Suddenly, one by one, the great powers rushed to the chaos with ease, and almost all the Quasi-Sages and Daluo in the prehistoric world rushed to Zixiao Palace.

Except...

The great witches of the Wu Clan!

About a hundred years after the lecture in Zixiao Palace, the great witches of the Wu clan actually led countless witches to kill into the heaven of the demon clan.

In the thirty-six heavens, the groups of demons were almost slaughtered by the great witches of the Wu clan.

Only a few monsters ran fast and escaped into the prehistoric starry sky in time, so they escaped.

Not only the demon heaven.

At this time, even on the prehistoric land, countless witches began to sweep and slaughter the demons on the prehistoric land under the leadership of great witches.

At this time, Zixiao Palace preached that there were almost no Daluo in the prehistoric land. Without the resistance of Daluo, the great witches of the Wu clan with the combat power of Daluo could be said to sweep across the entire prehistoric land.

The blood of the demons almost dyed the prehistoric continent red.

Zixiao Palace preached three times, the first and second times were three thousand years, and the third time was a full four thousand years.

Except for the first hundred years, the remaining 3,900 years were almost spent by the Wu clan in killing.

"The witch clan bastard——”

The voice filled with boundless anger resounded throughout the entire prehistoric land.

The moment they stepped into the prehistoric land, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi instantly noticed the miserable situation of the demons in the prehistoric land.

Both of them were furious at the same time.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Donghuang Taiyi stared with bloodshot eyes and madly knocked his Chaos Bell, flying rapidly over the prehistoric land, sweeping across the groups of witches on the land.

“Haha, Taiyi kid, let me Zhurong be your opponent!”

Accompanied by a loud laugh, the space was pierced by orange-red flames, and Zhurong flew out of the void and attacked Donghuang Taiyi.

“Zhurong...” Donghuang Taiyi gritted his teeth and roared. The moment he saw Zhurong, he immediately ignored the witches.

He smashed the Chaos Bell directly at Zhurong.

“When fighting, pay attention to your back! "Suddenly a voice sounded from behind Taiyi, and the figure of Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time, broke out of the void and attacked Taiyi.

But above Taiyi's head, an evil corpse Taiyi and a good corpse Taiyi flew out from his head.

The main body killed Zhurong, while the good and evil corpses killed Zhu Jiuyin.

It's not just Taiyi.

Nuwa was entangled by Rushou, the ancestor of gold, and Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder.

Fuxi was entangled by Ju Mang, the ancestor of wood, and Xizi, the ancestor of lightning.

Kunpeng was entangled by Tianwu, the ancestor of wind, and Shebi, the ancestor of poison.

Xihe was entangled by Gonggong, the ancestor of water.

And Dijun was besieged by Dijiang, the ancestor of space, Xuanming, the ancestor of rain, and Houtu, the ancestor of earth.

The other Daluo Jinxian of the demon clan were entangled by the great witches who had been prepared for a long time, and they started fighting.

"You bastards! "Emperor Jun stared at the three witch ancestors with bloodshot eyes, and his silver teeth were almost broken.

He never thought that the witch clan would choose to attack them when they were listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace.

He also went to Zixiao Palace twice without any problems, and he actually forgot about the group of great witches who never went to Zixiao Palace to listen to the teachings.

This led to the scene of the demon clan being slaughtered without the protection of Daluo for thousands of years.

"Brother, you..." On the side, although Hou Tu was resisting Emperor Jun's good corpse, But her expression was equally ugly.

Dijiang and the others had not informed her of the witch clan's plan this time, otherwise how could she agree to such a cruel plan.

Three thousand nine hundred years, this is a massacre of nearly four thousand years, almost all the tribes in the prehistoric world were killed.

What a cruel thing!

Just thinking about it, Hou Tu's hands, which should not have trembled for billions of years, began to tremble.

"Sister Hou Tu, take down this flat-haired beast from the demon clan first, and then the brothers will make amends with you!"

On the side, Di Jiang quickly dodged Di Jun's attack, shouted at Hou Tu, and at the same time backhandedly attacked Di Jun with the space avenue.