Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

Chapter 175 The Lich’s Final Battle (Part 2)

Outside the sky, inside the Wa Palace.

At this time, Sanqing and the Western Two Saints gathered in Nuwa Dojo.

A beautiful figure sat in the main seat, two lines of clear tears shed on her bright and pretty face.

Primitive Tianzun glanced at the sorrowful Nuwa, and said lightly:

“Sister Nuwa, you are too extreme this time.”

The amount of robbery is something Heavenly Dao has planned for a long time, and no one is allowed to intervene.

Especially Heavenly Dao Sage, whose strength has reached its peak.

Previously, Nuwa used the mountain and river shrine map to step into the Lich battlefield forcefully, which had already violated a taboo.

“I just took away a ray of true spirit from my brother, and didn’t intervene in the war between the two groups of Lich. Brother was worried too much.”

Nuwa wiped away two lines of clear tears with her bare hands, and cast a cold look at Primordial Tianzun.

Then he looked sadly at the broken soul in front of him.

Fuxi was not good at frontal combat, and was besieged by several great ancestor witches, and even the primordial spirit was broken, leaving only a few remnant souls.

If it weren’t for her support with Sage’s power, I’m afraid she would have dissipated between heaven and earth.

Even so, this is not a long-term solution.

As if seeing the worries in Nuwa’s heart, Daoist put his hands together, making a look of compassion and compassion, and said:

“Blessing and good fortune depend on each other, Fuxi fellow daoist has this calamity and it is a few days.

If Sister Nuwa is willing, she can be taught by me in the West.

My brother and I will chant the sutras day and night, and take the Supreme Western Avenue as the Fuxi fellow daoist to revive. ”

Hearing the words of the Three Qings, they are all contemptuous.

A hint of disgust appeared on Nuwa’s pretty face.

How could she not know the virtues of Zhun mentioning and introducing them?

What these two guys are best at is not the art of saving lives, but the so-called salvation.

If Fuxi’s remnant soul is handed over to the Second Sage of the West, it might not be certain whether it will be Fuxi in the end.

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The two Sages of Hou Tu and Nuwa successively took action to protect the people of the tribe, which even affected the hearts of countless people of the Lich tribe.

The tragedy on the battlefield is still there, and the shouting and killing shook the sky,

Dead corpses continued to fall, turning into Shura Purgatory in Buzhou Mountain.

Di Jun was covered in blood, his golden robe was completely broken, and there were several blood holes in front of his chest, blood gurgling from it.

By this time, he was already at the end of the battle.

Although the witch-slaughtering sword in his hand caused a lot of trouble to the four ancestors.

But when the breath in his chest gradually dissipated, he also felt that his original source was empty, and he was about to come to the end of his life.

“kill!”

On the opposite side, Dijiang roared like a bell, shaking the endless earth.

With both fists out, opening and closing, the world is bound to come.

To completely kill Dijun!

Facing this menacing blow, Di Jun did not evade, letting Di Jiang’s fist penetrate his chest.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the expression on Di Jun’s face suddenly became extremely hideous.

As soon as he grasped Dijiang’s hands, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he shouted:

“Old opponent, you will die with me today!”

A violent real fire of the sun brewed, and the temperature suddenly rose for hundreds of millions of miles.

Heaven and earth turned into a big oven, extremely flaming, enough to burn out endless time and space.

Facing the hysterical Di Jun, Di Jiang’s expression also changed suddenly.

“Dage!”

Upon seeing this, three ancestor witches, including Jizi, Qiangliang, and Shebi Zui, came to Dijun in no time.

The power of the powerful law erupted, blasting down.

Want to solve the Demon Emperor Jun and rescue their Dage.

“Hahaha, let me bury the emperor!”

After a wild laugh, the majestic sun burst into flames and swept half of the battlefield.

A huge mushroom cloud rose up and burned hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Under the blazing temperature, Emperor Jun and the four great ancestor witches all turned into fly ash, completely annihilated between the heaven and the earth.

Originally, the self-destructive power of Dijun was definitely unable to cause such a powerful force.

But he blew himself up with the Sun Star’s Supreme Sun Jing Wheel.

This brought the four great ancestors including Dijiang to their death.

“Dage!”

“Brother!”

Feel the breath of Emperor Jun and the four great ancestor witches dissipating between heaven and earth.

The aura of Donghuang Taiyi and other ancestor witches became even more violent.

The two sides fought until the sky was dim, and the blood of the gods continued to fly into the sky.

The power of endless magical powers swept through, and the vast laws shook the world.

Gradually, the seven ancestral witches gathered at the same time, and the powerful physical power shook the void for hundreds of millions of miles, and blasted Xiang Donghuang Taiyi together.

Donghuang Taiyi took the opportunity to get Zhu Rong’s punch, and covered Zhujiuyin with a chaotic bell.

Tai Yi roared, a punch that gathered all the strength of his body, hitting the Chaos Clock, Hong Zhong Dalu’s voice resounded.

Zhu Jiuyin was directly stunned to death by sound waves, and his huge body fell from mid-air, leaving a huge deep hole on the ground.

But at that moment, Tai Shang was attacked by several ancestral witches.

Lost the protection of Chaos Clock, was beaten to stagger back.

Many of the great powers sighed when they saw it, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi would sooner or later die from exhaustion in accordance with this situation.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will not be comfortable either. Most of the two sides will suffer both.

I don’t know how long it took, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi stepped back, and there were already four of the Seven Great Ancestral Witches on the opposite side.

At this point in the battle, both sides showed fatigue.

Seeing the fighting situation here, Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, wanted to come to support several times.

But the ancestor Kunpeng stubbornly caught him and prevented him from coming to help.

Seeing the few Lich races left below, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

“I didn’t understand until now.

This is true of the three ancient tribes, and so is my monster tribe.

This battle is not a war, but the sin of heaven.

What is it, what is it~”

Then the whole person of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi burned and turned into a blazing sun.

The chaotic clock has been magnified countless times in a moment, imprisoning hundreds of millions of miles of void, and endless time and space are blocked.

The three-legged Golden Crow screamed loudly and rushed towards the remaining ancestral witch with a frightening aura.

The power is even more terrifying than the previous Dijun.

The force of horror exploded suddenly, the world collapsed, and the void was destroyed.

Under the confinement of the Chaos Clock, no one can escape in this world.

“Boom!”

When the light dissipated, the chaotic clock disappeared, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi and other ancestor witches also turned into flying ash.

After a long time, many of the great powers were sluggish.

Who would have thought that the Lich War was such an ending.

After this battle, after losing so many top powers, even if one of the two largest ethnic groups in this predecessor really can win, how can they rule the predominant?

Only the six sages have deep eyes and seem to have insight into everything.

Liu Ming also closed his eyes slightly, a complex color appeared on his face.

Just as Donghuang Taiyi said before his death, the ancient three clans fought for life to fight for luck, and today the Lich clans do the same.

These people are Heavenly Dao’s pawns after all.