Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Kunpeng became. If he let Di Jun know that he did it secretly and killed ten little golden crows, he would definitely cut him to pieces!

Yinbi mistaken me, Yinbi mistaken me!

If it weren't for these negative comparisons, he would have time to grasp the situation. If it weren't for these negative comparisons to fuel the flames, all ten Golden Crows would not have died.

But now, it's useless to say anything.

Run now!

Just as Kunpeng left, a mass of flames suddenly appeared in the sky, scorching the earth with overwhelming anger.

Compared with the raging flames formed by the gathering of ten little golden crows, this group of raging flames is even bigger and its power is even more astonishing.

Under the flames, the land began to dry up, and countless creatures died.

"Who! Who killed my son! Who is it!"

With a roar, a huge three-legged Golden Crow appeared in the flames.

It is the monster emperor Jun of the monster race!

"who is it!"

There was another roar, and several rays of true sun flames shot out, and those creatures who had snatched the Golden Crow's body but failed to leave in time were all wiped out.

"Di Jun, one person does the work and the other is in charge. I killed those ten sons of yours." Da Yi stood up and said.

The Wu clan dared to fight the sky and the field, so could it be that they didn't even dare to admit it?

And after killing ten golden crows, Da Yi never thought that he would survive.

He had already had the heart to die.

"Da Yi!" the rest of them yelled.

Under Dijun's coercion, it was difficult for them to even move.

"You? Very good! Since you killed me, then you can bury my children with me! And you witch clan, none of you can escape!" Di Jun snorted coldly, and the prestige of quasi-sage flourished.

"Di Jun, dare you!"

Just then, a loud shout came.

It was the Twelve Patriarch Wu Qiqi who arrived.

However, Di Jun snorted, and Da Yi turned into flying ash.

"Di Jun, you are courting death!" Di Jiang stared wide-eyed, looking at the dead Da Yi, full of anger.

"Di Jiang, if your Wu Clan kills my heir, I will definitely destroy your entire Wu Clan!!" Di Jun also said angrily.

When the Ten Great Golden Crows died, he was studying the method of opening the sky and creating the world, when he suddenly had a whim, which made him feel bad.

But when he arrived, he only got the news that ten of his heirs had died.

He, Di Jun, has only ten descendants over the years!

Now that it is all destroyed, how can he not be sad, how can he not be angry?

dead!

These witches are going to die!

"Then you try to destroy one!" Di Jiang bears the brunt of the attack, transforming into a real body and hitting Di Jun.

At this time, there was a tremor in the sky, and a roar came.

"Brother, I'm here to help you!"

It was Donghuang Taiyi who brought all the monsters here.

"Zhou Tian's star formation, it's over!"

Di Jun gave a loud shout, and with the swing of the array flag, Zhou Tian's star power poured down.

"Brothers, form a large array of gods and gods in the twelve capitals!"

Not to be outdone by Di Jiang, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also formed a formation in an instant, and the phantom of Pan Gu rose from the ground.

After so many years, no matter whether it is the monster clan or the witch clan, their strength has greatly increased, and the formations formed have also become more powerful.

When the two waves collided, the whole prehistoric world shook for a while.

The death of the top ten Golden Crows became the fuse of this lich war, and the two clans fought again on such a large scale.

This battle lasted for a thousand years.

The two clans are in a stalemate with each other, and no one can win the other!

On the contrary, the entire prehistoric life was devastated, and howling was everywhere.

"The Sword of Slaughtering Witch has not appeared, but the Ten Great Golden Crows are still dead! Sure enough, the general trend of heaven cannot be changed!" Chen Xuan sighed while riding on the white bull, and then glanced into the distance.

Because of the Lich's war, his journey ended here. He found a cave and began to live in seclusion.

His head is not so hard, and he ran out to wander around during the Lich War.

Wretched development is king!

"Yuan Shi, you take my order to stop the two clans of liches!"

On Kunlun Mountain, Hongjun's voice rang in Yuanshi's ear.

"Yes, teacher!" Yuan Shi took the order and went straight to the Lich Battlefield.

Originally, Hongjun was able to make a move in the Lich War, and was prepared to do it himself, but Mo Luo's appearance made him extra cautious.

Even if he was stronger than Mo Luo, he didn't dare to make a rash move.

On Gou, Hongjun is also the originator of this way.

Otherwise, why when Pangu opened the sky and three thousand demon gods besieged Pangu, those powerful demon gods died or were injured.

And Hongjun is just the weakest existence among the demon gods, just a cricket, but his ability to get along to this point has a lot to do with his cautious character.

Chapter 160 How about you recognize me as a father

Thousands of years have passed, and the Liches are still confronting each other.

Of course, not only the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the monster races that formed the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array participated in the battle, but even the ordinary liches started to fight.

This is a race war, there is no distinction between right and wrong, but there must be winners and losers.

This battle is destined to disturb the entire prehistoric world.

The aura of catastrophe pervades the entire prehistoric world, and nearly [-]% of the living beings in the prehistoric prehistoric world participated in this battle.

"Di Jiang, even if my monster clan gives up everything, I will exterminate your witch clan."

Di Junju shouted loudly in the eyes of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, operating the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation to the extreme.

"If you have the ability, just try it! Your ten sons deserve to die, so die!" Di Jiang sneered.

"You're courting death!" Di Jun shouted angrily, and Zhou Tian Xingdou burst into endless light.

The giant formed by the twelve ancestral witches also raised the Pangu axe, about to fall.

But at this moment, a figure holding an ancient banner landed and stopped between the two sides of the lich.

Faced with the strength of both sides of the Lich, Yuan Shi fully aroused the power of the Pangu Banner, and evolved the earth fire feng shui.

"boom--"

A violent loud bang resounded throughout the prehistoric world, and a wave of air even sent the two fighting liches flying out.

Immediately afterwards, a voice came from Yuanshi's mouth.

"By the order of my master, order the two clans of liches to cease fighting!"

"Why?" A roar came from Pan Gu's phantom, raising the ax and about to fall again.

The witches don't respect heaven or earth, they only respect Pangu.

Even the sage Yuanshi, who was ordered by Hongjun, dared to disobey him!

"Presumptuous!" Yuan Shi yelled angrily, and the Pangu flag in his hand shot endless murderous intent, blocking the blow of the twelve ancestor witches.

"Witches don't obey orders, I will punish them on behalf of Yuanshi!"

After finishing speaking, the Pangu flag in Yuanshi's hand once again sacrificed a divine light and hit the phantom of Pangu. The phantom of Pangu was instantly defeated, and the twelve ancestor witches flew out together.

Di Jun hurriedly dispersed the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, and said loudly: "My Heavenly Court Zun Yuanshi Tianzun ordered!"

The next moment, Yuan Shi disappeared.

This scene fell in Di Jun's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink slightly.

Is this the divine power of a saint?

"Brother, the Twelve Ancestral Witchcraft Formation was broken up by Yuan Shi, or we will form a formation..." Donghuang Taiyi's face was gloomy, with a stern look in his eyes.

He wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of the ancestral witches.

"That's not right, Yuanshi came here on the order of the Taoist ancestor, how can we easily disobey the order of the Taoist ancestor? The consequences are not something we can bear." Di Jun said in a deep voice.

"But big brother, ten nephews can't die in vain!" Donghuang Taiyi cried out in grief and indignation.

"I know, but if we offend Daozu, is there any way for our demon clan to survive? The more disrespectful the witch clan is to Daozu, the more chance our monster clan will have the favor of Daozu and become the lord of the wild!" Di Jun retorted.

"I……"

Donghuang Taiyi still wanted to speak, but Di Jun interrupted him directly!

"There is no need to mention this matter again. Those are my children. Of course I am heartbroken, but there is nothing I can do! If there is a chance, I will definitely avenge the children!"

Seeing this, Donghuang Taiyi stopped talking and could only sigh heavily.

Ever since the eldest brother took charge of the Heavenly Court, it has become more and more different from before.

The big brother in the past was determined to forge ahead, but now he often weighs and thinks before making a decision, and even wants to rely on Daozu to obtain the prehistoric hegemony.

Is this really good?

Donghuang Taiyi didn't know either.

After the departed Yuanshi returned to Kunlun Mountain, he retreated directly and did not see any outsiders.

At that time, he came during the Lich War, blocked the attack of the Lich with an invincible posture, and even defeated the formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons. That scene shocked all living beings and restored his majesty as a saint.

But at this moment, Yuan Shi had a stream of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

After the prehistoric creatures enter the Golden Immortal Realm, they can cultivate their bodies without leaks, and even their hair will not fall off easily.

But as long as it bleeds, it shows that it has been seriously injured.

This is especially true for the body of the Yuanshi sage.

On the day of his sanctification, he was beaten and vomited blood by the mysterious black-robed saint. His old wounds had not healed, but now he pretended...to intervene in the Lich battlefield, and withstood the blow that could shake the prehistoric world. Powerless.

I almost pretended to be coercive and got caught!

In order to save face, Yuan Shi has been holding on.

So after two blows, he left in a hurry, afraid of being seen by others.

"Zhou Tian Xingdou, full of gods and gods, is worthy of being a saint-level formation."

After speaking, Yuan Shi closed his eyes.

In a cave with 360 layers of chain formations, a burst of energy surged, and a world appeared.

"The method of beheading a corpse to become a saint, the quasi-sage realm, is done!"

This is Danqiu who picked up the two 'corpses' of the Golden Crow.

One of the corpses has been refined into his own world by him and turned into a sun, while the other 'corpse' has been tied to a pillar beside him.

Danqiu tore off the cloth stuffed in the golden crow's mouth.

"save……"

"Scream! No one will come to rescue you even if your throat is broken!" Danqiu sneered, and pulled out a mace from behind.

He didn't expect that he picked up the corpse and came back alive.