After Tucheng Daosheng, my identity was exposed

It is also a historic moment in the prehistoric world.

Even a historic moment that cannot be replicated.

But no matter what, Ye Feng is still in the realm of quasi-sage after all, and has not become a saint.

To be able to compete with a strong man in the holy realm like Dijun and suppress him is already an extremely unnatural performance.

Facing the fatal blow of the three saints of Taiqing Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Dongwanggong.

Although most prehistoric creatures hope that Ye Feng can create miracles again.

But they also know that this is simply impossible.

The biggest possibility is that Ye Feng will be directly obliterated before he even has time to react.

In the great world of the Netherworld, Hou Tu was already extremely anxious, and he used his strongest power to mobilize the power of the tunnel to continuously attack the imprisonment of the Dao.

However, the Dao is the supreme existence.

Even the Great God Pan Gu, the founder of the prehistoric world, was only half a step into the Dao Realm.

Houtu Zuwu, a Dao sage, was also created by the power of the Dao gift.

Even if the Houtu Ancestral Witch tried his best, he mobilized all the power he could to bombard the prohibition of the Dao.

It can't achieve even the slightest effect.

The avenue ban didn't even shake a bit.

Hou Tu Zu Wu wanted to burn his essence and blood, and launched a second blow.

But it was too late.

The incomparably sharp three-color divine light flashed past.

Under Houtu's desperate eyes, Ye Feng's body instantly disintegrated and turned into powder.

The golden Heavenly Emperor Sword also fell straight down from the sky, pierced into the ground, dim.

At this moment, almost all the prehistoric creatures were stunned.

Their brains were blank, as if they had forgotten to think, even to breathe, to forget their heartbeat.

I don't know how long has passed.

All the talents in the prehistoric world woke up like a dream, looking at the Heavenly Emperor Sword stuck on the ground, they had mixed feelings in their hearts.

The prince of the witch clan, who had performed many miracles and used the quasi-sage realm to suppress the unparalleled genius of the saint Dijun, just fell like this?

Except for the Yaozu, almost all prehistoric creatures cannot accept it.

A moment ago, they were still watching Ye Feng show off his supernatural power intently.

For this historic moment, all the prehistoric creatures do not want to miss a single minute.

But the accident happened suddenly at this time.

It was so sudden.

Suddenly, apart from Houtu Ancestral Witch, even the Dijiang Ancestral Witch who was also in the heaven had no time to react.

In this way, Ye Feng was obliterated by the combined blow of the three saints.

Perhaps Taiqing and others also know that what they have done is too shameless.

Use the bodies of three saints to sneak attack a second generation of the Wu clan who has not yet attained enlightenment.

Therefore, they just launched this attack hand in hand in their respective ashrams, fearing that they would be accused by Wan Fu, and did not really appear in the heavenly realm.

Originally, they didn't want to let go of their bodies and attack an unsanctified second generation of the Wu clan.

After all, in any case, Zu Wu was transformed from Pangu's blood essence and was contaminated with great luck.

However, Daozu Hongjun was extremely firm in his orders to them this time.

No matter what price you pay, you must kill Ye Feng before he fully grows up.

Master's order is hard to break.

Therefore, even if Taiqing and others are very unwilling, they can only act according to Hongjun Daozu's wishes.

In Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Feng fall.

The vague sense of threat finally dissipated.

Although the remaining twelve ancestral witches were stronger than he had expected.

But Daozu Hongjun felt that they were nothing to be afraid of.

At most, it's just causing some trouble for myself.

As long as it takes a certain amount of time, sooner or later all these variables will be wiped out in the Lich Calamity.

And the happiest thing is to count Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Dijun's strongest method was forcibly defeated by Ye Feng, an unproven man, and his heart was already in chaos.

Under the condition of unstable Dao Xin, he can't exert his full strength at all.

He was crushed and beaten by the imposing Ye Feng.

Although he was not immediately defeated by Ye Feng, he had already shown his defeat.

Originally, Di Jun thought that he would be defeated by Ye Feng today, and be nailed to the pillar of shame of the prehistoric sage.

But when Ye Feng was in such a powerful state, he was directly beheaded by the cooperation of the three saints.

The haze in my heart was swept away.

Di Jun is a life-saving man!

He was so happy that his face flushed and he almost laughed out loud.

The same is true for Donghuang Taiyi.

Ye Feng's combat power really shocked him.

If you are already so evil without proving the Tao, how about you have to prove the Tao?

Don't you want to directly rub the two of them on the ground?

And now, Ye Feng died.

Not only is this huge threat gone.

Moreover, the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of the Witch Race has completely become a thing of the past.

It is really just around the corner for the Yaozu to dominate the prehistoric world this time.

"what!"

It was different from the extreme excitement of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Except for Zhu Jiuyin who was still in retreat, the other ancestral witches let out roars that shook the sky.

Endless grief and indignation welled up in my heart.

The ancestral witches roared, tensed all over, tore open the gate of void, and went to Kunlun Mountain and Penglai Xiandao to find Taiqing Laozi and others desperately.

But they just opened the gate of the void, and it was quickly closed again.

"Lady girl!"

Qiang Liang and other ancestor witches roared.

In the Nether world, the only one that can imprison the void and prevent them from leaving.

There is only Houtu ancestor witch.

The Houtu Ancestor Witch's complexion was pale, and anger was faintly bursting out of his eyes, and the killing intent gushing out from his body directly distorted the void.

When Ye Feng fell, she was undoubtedly the most heartbroken and saddest.

If there is no great power to imprison her.

The ancestral witch of Hou Tu will directly kill Kunlun, and wipe out all the five sages of Xuanmen.

Then he attacked Zixiao Palace and fought Hongjun to the death.

But even the anger in Houtu Zuwu's heart has reached an unprecedented level.

She still retains what little sanity she has left.

Qiangliang Zuwu and others have not yet been sanctified.

Going to Kunlun Mountain now is no different from courting death.

Although the law that all saints are ants is not valid for Ye Feng, it is valid for all other prehistoric creatures.

Even if Qiangliang Zuwu and others blew themselves up, they would not be able to hurt Taiqing and others at all.

To die is to die in vain.

Moreover, if the other ancestral witches have all fallen.

The prehistoric world created by Pangu with his life will really fall into Hongjun's hands according to Hongjun's plan.

Therefore, no matter how angry the ancestral witches were, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only endure it temporarily.

Wait for them to prove the Tao and become holy, and then go out to seek revenge from Taiqing Laozi and others.

Instead of shedding this useless blood.

Houtu ancestor witch forcibly suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, but told the rest of the ancestor witches the reason.

Although Xuan Ming and the others were trembling with anger, they gritted their teeth.

But I also know that the decision of Hou Tu Zu Wu is correct, and I can endure it.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong Zuwu kept bombarding the void gate, almost losing their minds.

After much futile bombardment.

The two of them looked up to the sky and rushed to the horizon. The sound of violent explosions was accompanied by floods and raging flames.

Turned the Nether World, which was hundreds of millions of miles away, into a terrifying forbidden area.

Chapter 249 Fight for your life

Dijiang Zuwu was flushed all over, the veins on his neck were exposed, and his face was ferocious like a ghost, extremely terrifying.

His heart-piercing roar spread throughout the prehistoric world.

All the living beings who heard it could feel the endless grief and anger in Dijiang Zuwu's heart at this moment.

It is different from other ancestral witches.

In addition to the heart-piercing pain of anger, Dijiang Zuwu also felt endless guilt.

The rest of the ancestral witches were either imprisoned by the power of the Dao, or they were not strong enough, and they were still in the Nether world.

But he is different.

He is in heaven.

It can even be said to fight side by side with Ye Feng.

But he didn't react and didn't help Ye Feng block the fatal blow.

He didn't even wake up like a dream until Ye Feng's mind and soul disappeared.

As the head of the twelve ancestor witches, he watched his nephew die in front of him.

This sense of guilt made the grief and indignation in Emperor Jiang Zuwu's heart reach an unparalleled level.

Dijiang Zuwu even felt that he was shameless before returning to the Nether World.

Facing the rest of the ancestral witches, it was time to face Houtu.

He is determined to fight to the death here.

At worst, he blew himself up and took Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi away.

Although he couldn't avenge Ye Feng, but anyway, he could be regarded as protecting the witch clan in the prehistoric world.

Ever since, Emperor Jiang Zuwu stopped defending and shifted all his focus to attack.