Prehistoric: Human race at the beginning, stable for 100,000 years

The entire prehistoric world was horrified by the two Lich clans.

"The two lich tribes! How powerful they are!" Zhunti stood on the Lingshan Mountain, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Whether it was the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation or the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation, they all gave him a strong sense of threat.

Saints are immortal, but that doesn't mean they won't be defeated. Obviously, after reaching the Saint level, the Lich and Lich clans did it.

Zhunti had such a feeling in his heart that facing any one of them, he would be killed in an instant, waiting for heaven to resurrect him.

After all, Zhunti truly relied on merit to become a saint, and... the merit he received was not much. Just look at the breakthrough saint. He can also be said to be the weakest saint in the world.

"Junior brother, calm down." Jie Yin looked pained and whispered to the surprised Zhunti.

"The Lich War has nothing to do with us. They will all die in the end."

"I know, but..." Zhunti sighed: "They are a bit too strong. No wonder they are not favored by heaven."

Just like when all the great masters in the Zixiao Palace saw the saint's abilities, no one would secretly compare them in their hearts, and no one would want to step into the position of a saint.

At this time, Zhunti had the same thought in his mind. He compared his own strength with those two formations. The answer was obvious, he couldn't beat them.

"Junior brother, have you made plans for the lich?"

"Brother, their battle is not the end..."

"Brother, I know."

……

On Kunlun Mountain, when Pangu's real body was swinging the axe, I took Xuandu back to Sanqing Palace.

"Do you have any understanding?" I asked.

"Disciple..." Xuandu knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple has fully realized the Tao today, and has clearly understood heaven and earth, yin and yang, and purity and turbidity!"

"Go." I nodded and swept the whisk away.

"If you don't become enlightened, you can't leave seclusion."

"Disciple obey!"

After Xuandu left, I stared at the place where Xuandu had knelt for a long time and sighed quietly.

"Brother..."

Tongtian and Yuanshi wanted to step forward and say something, but they still stopped.

"It doesn't matter, this is his own destiny, but now he has finally embarked on the path of being a brother, and I'm afraid he will never have that chance again."

"Brother, does he have the qualifications to become enlightened?"

When I heard this, I just nodded and said calmly: "It's a pity, it's a pity that he still realized Yin and Yang in this battle and embarked on the same path."

"That's right!" Tongtian suddenly said, "Brother, have you also felt that attraction?"

Tongtian's face was solemn, completely unlike his past self.

Yuan Shi also nodded, his expression solemn.

"Nothing." I said calmly: "If Father God wants us to return, we have no chance."

Hearing this, Tongtian and Yuanshi also breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the two of them actually had the idea of ​​​​breaking into Pangu's true body at that time. I'm afraid no powerful person would do this kind of thing of transforming Tao and perfecting others, right? Even if this person is Sanqing...

It is not an exaggeration to say that Pangu is the God of Creation. Even I, the most powerful person today, do not think that I can face Pangu directly. If I don’t talk about strength, just talk about identity, I will not resist.

This formation only has a faint traction. It is obviously not Pangu's back-up plan that wants to reappear in the world, and Sanqing will naturally not take any action.

If one day Pangu had a backup plan and needed Sanqing's life, then Sanqing would naturally choose to sacrifice himself without hesitation.

However, after he breathed a sigh of relief, Yuan Shi's expression was a bit unnatural. I noticed this situation and sighed lightly, that's all, inaction, inaction.

Three days, three whole days!

The battle between the two clans went from being evenly matched to the demon clan falling into a disadvantage step by step!

Thunder rolled from the sky, fire surged from the earth, and for a moment, it was like the world was destroyed.

The demon clan was pushed towards the heaven step by step, and Pangu's true form was wielding axe after axe at the Zhoutian Star Formation.

At this time, Di Jun's mouth was full of joy. The situation of the entire demon clan was not very good.

Although Zu Wu was full of momentum, at this time, the situation was actually not that good.

The demon tribe was pressed forward step by step, and Pangu's real body roared: "Monster tribe! Die!"

Di Jun's eyes widened, and the panic overflowed. However, his body moved on its own, dispelling the star formation around the sky, and turned into a million-foot-long three-legged golden crow, burning blood, essence, and spraying out. Emitting endless true sun fire, he faced Pangu's ax with his body.

He has to bear this for the demon clan! He can die, he lost this battle, but the demon clan cannot be destroyed! At this moment, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Di Jun's body kept trembling. Di Jun's aura was rising steadily, as if he would become a saint in the next second. However, it was always like this, and the gap with Pangu's true body was still huge.

One by one, the monsters fell downwards like dumplings. Taiyi's eyes widened and were filled with red bloodshot eyes. He knelt in the void, trying to catch Emperor Jun: "Brother!"

His voice made the hearts of countless demon clans throb, and the demon clan's sadness had reached the extreme!

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty the Emperor!"

"His Majesty!"

"Zi Wei Dou Shu! Tianquan!" Fuxi played the zither, and the sea of ​​stars in the void gathered again, and endless starlight poured into Di Jun's body.

"Donghuang Bell! Suppress it!" Taiyi shed two lines of blood and tears, like a madman, constantly urging the Donghuang Bell. However, Taiyi is not a saint after all. Even if he holds the innate treasure in his hand, how can he suppress it? That Pangu’s true body!

"Witch Clan! If you dare, I, Taiyi, will destroy your entire clan!" Taiyi's roar seemed so pale and weak.

Endless light flashed, and this light actually reduced the power of Pangu's attack by six points, but... it was still useless!

This ax landed firmly on Di Jun's body. In an instant, the blood of the Golden Crow spurted out, and wherever the blood spilled, it ignited the true fire of the sun.

The charred golden crow's body in the void fell rapidly towards the ground.

A figure caught the ax of Pangu's real body with one finger.

If you look closely, you will see that the figure is extremely ordinary, just an old Taoist wearing a gray robe, there is nothing special about him.

However, when all the demon clan saw this scene, their hearts trembled!

This person is Daozu Hongjun!

"The Lich Yuan Gui can no longer fight."

"Fuck you Hongjun!" Pangu's real body raised the ax again: "Who the hell are you! Die!"

Hongjun didn't move, just looked at Pangu's true body indifferently. The ax struck Hongjun with boundless power, and the whole prehistoric world was trembling.

Just when the ax was about to hit Hongjun, he couldn't advance even half a point.

Hongjun just looked at it indifferently, and then slapped Pangu's true body.

This palm hit Pangu's true body on the chest, and Pangu's true body instantly turned into the twelve ancestral witches and fell towards the ground.

"The Lich One Yuan Guild can no longer fight." Hongjun said lightly, and then raised his hand, the boundless calamity energy dissipated, the sun star rose, and the entire prehistoric era saw the sun again, and the mess on the battlefield disappeared. It was restored to its original state, except for the body lying on the ground.

"Big brother!"

Taiyi burst into tears as he caught Di Jun's Taoist body.

At this time, Di Jun was extremely weak, with a deep blood mark on his chest.

Taiyi looked angrily at the unconscious Twelve Ancestral Witches below, and had the urge to kill them immediately, but reason stopped him. Daozu's orders had to be obeyed, otherwise his elder brother would be unhappy.

"All monsters, listen to this emperor's order and return to heaven!" Taiyi trembled his lips and looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with a pair of golden eyes filled with boundless killing intent: "You will die."

Taiyi carried Di Jun behind him and turned into a rainbow of light in the direction of heaven.

Ji Heng made friends with Taoists in the East China Sea, and the six immortals on Penglai Island were happy together;

The Eastern Prince fell out of the pure sun sword, and the war between the lich and the lich continued from beginning to end.