Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

The split of the demon clan and the war between the witches and liches were not unexpected.

The six demon saints broke away and established themselves as demon kings, which was a great thing for the witch clan. In this way, even if Emperor Jun and Taiyi returned, they could no longer pose a threat to the witch clan.

Since the witch clan practiced the simplified version of the Twelve Gods and Demons Dutian Formation, their strength has directly soared to a higher level. As long as Emperor Jun and Taiyi cannot use the Zhoutian Star Formation, the witch clan can completely fight against Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

Yang Jiao and Jiang Ziya closely followed the development of the situation. One of them wanted to take the opportunity to calculate the Buddhist sect, and the other was preparing to ambush Wangshu.

Yang Jiao played an indispensable role in the war between the witches and liches. If he had not launched the metaverse and solved the problem of the true spirit for the demon clan, the demon clan would not have split.

Although Jiang Ziya did not do anything, if he got the chance, he would be willing to help.

Wangshu's magic power was pushed to the extreme, and his whole body turned light blue, leaving only the pure law of the Tao.

The Twelve Gods and Demons of the Heavenly Array became even more powerful. The twelve space wizards were completely combined and evolved into a true body of Emperor Jiang.

The body of Emperor Jiang shook, and ninety-nine and eighty-one blazing dragons flew out of the body, each of which contained a law of the Great Dao.

They hovered in the void, and each of them released a huge energy that destroyed the heaven, earth and universe countless times.

"The innate Pangu Dharma?"

Although the means used by Emperor Jiang were somewhat different from Fang Yang's, they remained essentially the same. Yang Jiao recognized them at a glance.

"Space, power, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder and lightning, weather, and hegemony. Emperor Jiang cultivated ten great ways."

"It is not surprising that Emperor Jiang is the authentic Pangu, and he can obtain the cultivation method of the innate Pangu Dharma. What is strange is that he has only cultivated ten great ways. With his background and wisdom, he should be able to do more than that?"

Yang Jiao was puzzled.

He didn't know that Dijiang got the inheritance of Pangu after the Wu Clan had completed the complete version of the Twelve Gods and Demons Dutian Formation.

At that time, Dijiang's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art had been cultivated to the peak of the eighth revolution, and he was only one step away from cultivating Pangu's true body and proving Pangu.

Proving Pangu and proving Hunyuan are two different paths. Dijiang chose the path of proving Hunyuan without thinking.

Dijiang wanted to cultivate the innate Pangu Dharma to perfection, but the ancestor Kunpeng and the ten demon saints pushed the process of the witch-demon decisive battle in order to get rid of the control of the demon-summoning banner.

Dijiang simply didn't have enough time or energy to practice.

In this way, Dijiang, who had the opportunity to achieve Hunyuan, died with Dijun and Taiyi.

Although Yang Jiao didn't know the truth, he guessed the cause and effect after a slight calculation.

Seeing that Dijiang, who also cultivated the innate Pangu Dharma, died in the catastrophe, Yang Jiao was extremely fortunate that he was born in a good era.

He had just traveled to the prehistoric times, and had always thought that the era he traveled to was very bad. Now it seems that he was narrow-minded. The era he traveled to was the best era!

Boom!

Dijiang's real body punched out, and his arm turned into a pillar of heaven, defeating Wangshu's magical power, and punched the gate of the Western Heaven.

Kakaka!

A blow comparable to that of a top great magical power fell on the Western Heaven, countless forbidden laws were broken, and the formations supporting the suspension of the Heaven were exploding everywhere.

Wangshu looked back at the Western Heaven, his eyes were about to pop out: a dazzling firework exploded in the sky, and countless fire rain meteors exploded from the center of the firework.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, the explosion resounded through the nine heavens, and the sound rolled and spread throughout Xiniu Hezhou.

The Western Heaven was blown up!

These are nothing. All the monsters who stayed in the Western Heaven were dead, and they died into slag, leaving nothing behind.

"Xiangliu, you witches have gone too far"

Wangshu never thought that she would be destroyed before she could serve as the queen of the demon clan for a full day.

Xiangliu didn't care about that. He snorted coldly and said, "Our two clans are in a life-and-death relationship. Do you still want my witch clan to show mercy to you?"

With the fall of the Western Heaven, the war between the witches and demons finally entered a bleak period.

The Twelve Gods of the Heavenly Array faced the crazy Wangshu, Xiangliu and the Ten Witches of Lingshan faced the demon gods of the demon clan. Wangshu was still able to fight against the array, while the demon gods of the demon clan were completely slaughtered.

On the day of the battle, the sky above Xiniu Hezhou was blood red, and blood rain fell all the time, and the sound of heaven and earth mourning together never stopped.

Heaven and earth mourning together, that is the fall of the Daluo Jinxian. Every time it happens, it means the fall of a Daluo Jinxian.

This time, the witch clan was ruthless and killed the demon clan without mercy.

The demon race that Nuwa Niangniang desperately maintained finally came to an end.

After Fang Yang traveled to the prehistoric world, he changed too much history.

The Jiejiao, which should have declined, revived and flourished. The demon world, which claimed that Taoism would eliminate demons and demons would rise, was destroyed. The Heavenly Emperor Haotian was driven off the stage, and now even the demon races of Dijun and Taiyi were destroyed.

In fact, there are more changes.

Sun Wukong could not appear. The Peacock King had died in the Five Elements World a long time ago. The biggest change was the Wusheng Sect.

With the existence of this huge force, the future prehistoric world will definitely not follow the timeline of Journey to the West and Precious Lotus Lantern.

Fang Yang, the traveler, does not know what the future of the prehistoric world will be like.

In the chaotic world, Wahuangtian was destroyed again.

The witch clan’s actions not only destroyed the demon clan, but also slapped the face of Nuwa. Nuwa had just launched the female demon emperor, and the witch clan destroyed the demon clan right after.

“Bai Ze, Ji Meng, the demon clan can still continue without you!”

Thinking of her previous thoughts, Nuwa felt even more embarrassed.

Nuwa was just slapped in the face, and the creatures of Xiniu Hezhou and the Buddhist sect were disheartened.

How happy it was when the Western Heaven was established, how painful it was when it was destroyed. The Western Heaven is the face of Xiniu Hezhou. If the Western Heaven is lost, Xiniu Hezhou will lose face.

"What is Buddhism doing? People from the East are attacking the Western Heaven, and they just sit there and do nothing?"

"Saint Jieyin, Saint Zhunti, if you are still alive, please save the West! My West is being suppressed by the Eastern creatures again!"

"Damn Eastern creatures, let's pick up the spiritual treasure, drive them away, and guard the Western Heaven."

From beginning to end, the creatures of Xiniu Hezhou didn't even know that the Wu clan was a northern creature, and subconsciously thought that the Wu clan was an eastern creature.

In Buddhism, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas looked gloomy as if they had lost their parents.

Without the Western Heaven, Xiniu Hezhou lost the protection of the gods, and it would be even more difficult for the West to prosper in the future.

Buddha Randeng and other Buddhas who jumped from Xuanmen to Buddhism have begun to regret it. If they had known that the West was so unlucky, they would never come to the West.

Now, the prosperity of the West has become an empty talk, and the merits owed by Buddhism will never be repaid until the end of time. (End of this chapter)