The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

In this battle, the aura fluctuated violently for hundreds of millions of miles around the mountain, the ground was cracked, and the earth veins were exposed. Above the sky, the stars moved, and the sun and the moon were eclipsed.

Seeing that the clouds in the sky were gone, and the clouds they were in were a bit abrupt, Luo Hu didn't want to expose his position at this critical point, so he asked Hongjun to take Ergou away, and chose a higher place to watch the battle situation by himself.

Ergou was unwilling to go back with Hongjun, and chattered about the giant just now, "Father, that man is so powerful, the sky feels like he's going to tear the sky apart!"

Hongjun said expressionlessly: "Go back and see your brother Liansheng."

Ergou: "Huh?"

"What the ancestral witch turned into is Pangu's true body, which is Liansheng's original appearance." Hongjun narrated the origin of the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons formation, and quickly threw Hong Ergou on the top of the mountain, letting him sit on the top of the mountain. Liansheng caught it hastily.

Hong Ergou hugged Liansheng excitedly, "Brother Liansheng, you are so amazing!"

Liansheng was confused.

Seeing that Hongjun was about to leave, Yang Mei called out loudly: "Hongjun!"

Hongjun stopped in his tracks, his eyes were calm, like ice and mirrors, reflecting all kinds of things in the world.Yang Mei could see her uneasy appearance in his eyes, but she couldn't see Hongjun's own emotions, because his state of mind was not as good as Hongjun's.

"Is it over?"

Yang Mei's heart convulsed a little, and her voice trembled even more.

Before the war, he received a message from Di Jun's trustee, that if something happened to the Yaozu, Di Jun hoped that he could raise Xiao Jiu and Xiao Shi on his behalf.

This is the meaning of Tuogu!

Hongjun looked at Yang Mei from a distance for a while, turned and left without saying a word.

There are some words that are not suitable for him to say, but he believes that Yang Mei should understand what he means - after waiting for so long and planning for so long, the Lich's death will eventually come.

Yang Mei lost all her strength and leaned against the willow tree, the willow leaves gently brushed his cheeks, as if comforting him.

After Liansheng coaxed Hong Ergou well, seeing his expression, he couldn't help persuading him.

"Go out if you want to."

Even if Luo Hu asked him to help watch Yang Mei, it was impossible for him to let Yang Mei stay in Mount Sumeru in a daze at this time.

Some regrets may not be able to make up for it in a lifetime.

Yang Mei's lips were tightened, and she looked at Liansheng gratefully, and then he turned into a green light, wanting to rush out.However, the moment he touched the formation, the Zhuxian Sword Formation revived from the void, causing waves of ripples.

Liansheng frowned and walked down the mountain, "I'll help you break the formation."

Yang Mei kept his kindness in her heart, gritted her teeth and said, "There are still two people left."

Liansheng looked somewhere, "Garuda, Kong Xuan, come out quickly."

Two teenagers leaped out from the forest, looking at the Zhuxian Sword Formation with great interest. At this time, they already had the strength to break into the Zhuxian Sword Formation head-on.

Kong Xuan jokingly said: "Brother Liansheng, it's not that we don't help, we will end badly if we disobey Master so uprightly—"

Jialou Luoxin nodded with concern.

Let Uncle Yang Mei go out, they will not eat good fruit.

Hearing their words, Yang Mei said decisively: "Two innate spiritual treasures!"

Garuda: "..."

Kong Xuan: "..."

Yang Mei looked at them sharply, "Will you help?"

The two said in unison: "Help!"

Not yet knowing that the backyard was on fire, Luo Hui waited for Hongjun to come, and the two watched the outcome of the Lich War with cold eyes.

The Donghuang Bell slammed into Pangu's real body with all its strength, and this blow was enough to pierce through space!The Prince Changqin, who couldn't use fifty strings, was hit hard!

Prince Changqin's witch clan body is not enough to bear this damage!

Twelve capitals, the gods and demons formed a large formation, break it!

"Changqin!"

"My son! Be careful!"

"Leave now!"

Zuwu's voice of anger and worry was endless.

The fairy in white who fell on the gravel ground was covered in blood, and the fifty strings appeared in front of him out of thin air. His right hand covered his mouth coughing up blood, and he struggled to reach out with his left hand, plucking the sound of the piano.

But before his piano sound appeared, Donghuang Bell's second attack came!

It was as if a bell was ringing from the end of the world.

"Boom-"

Distant, lingering.

Time stood still, Prince Changqin's pupils constricted and his face turned gray.

With a bang, the dust flew up, the space shattered, and suddenly the blocked position turned into chaos, and the five elements disappeared!

A picture of Tai Chi quietly wrapped Prince Changqin, Yu Ruyi subdued the chaos, and the last Qingping sword broke through the power of the East Emperor Bell, and left with the picture of Tai Chi.

Only Tai Yi, who attacked Prince Changqin, felt this subtle change in an instant, and the other party was actually rescued by San Qing's teamwork!His expression sank, but he didn't say anything when he saw the sad expressions of those ancestor witches.

Luo Hu: "..."

Hongjun: "..."

Even the two of them didn't expect Sanqing to make a move.

Luo Hu came back to his senses, his face could not hide his surprise, "Forget about Tongtian, why did Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi intervene in this matter?"

Hongjun silently turned his gaze to Kunlun Mountain. Sanqing on Kunlun Mountain felt cold all over, and felt the "caring gaze" from Master.Tongtian didn't even care about his own Qingping sword, and put the flying Taiji diagram back into his sleeve in an instant, pretending he didn't know anything.

Tai Chi Tu struggled in Tong Tian's sleeves.

Woohoo, why did the master's third brother rob it, it doesn't want to change its master!

Lao Tzu's face stiffened slightly, and he spoke instead of his two younger brothers.

"Master."

He bowed in the direction of Bu Zhou Shan.

Hongjun was most at ease with Sanqing at first, but in the end Sanqing made a fortune and insisted on saving the life of Prince Changqin during the Lich War.

He ordered impersonally: "Don't interfere any more."

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."

As long as you don't pursue the matter of Prince Changqin.

Under the "death" of the prince Changqin, the ancestral witches were furious, among them Zhu Rong's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Donghuang Taiyi!

"How dare you kill my son--"

Taiyi was agitated in his heart. Seeing Zhu Rong come running in reckless manner, he sneered, "Hou Yi of your Wu clan can shoot and kill my brother's children, but I can't kill your people. What's the reason for that?"

"Want to take revenge?" Taiyi's Donghuang Bell turned and flew towards him with immense power, "I want to see what you, Zhu Rong, are capable of!"

With a flick of the Donghuang Bell, the flames that Zhu Rong brought were all suppressed.

There is no one in this world who is more good at fire than Tai Yi.

Di Jiang was shocked, "Zhu Rong! Come back!"

The Donghuang Bell slammed on Zhu Rong's body with a loud bang, as if hitting everyone's hearts.Zhu Rong rushed to Tai Yi's body and was knocked into the air. When he got up again, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and internal organs.

He didn't have time to think too much, the Eastern Emperor Bell paused slightly, and a more ferocious golden glazed flame burst out from it, and the flame swallowed Zhu Rong's whole body.

It seems that there is another round of shining sun on the battlefield!

That was Donghuang Taiyi's natal fire, the strongest flame in the world.

Under the flames of certain death, Zhu Rong still yelled fiercely: "I hate it, my son—I can't avenge you for my father!"

Zuwu Zhurong, die!

The other ancestral witches who were backlashed by the formation staggered a step, their eyes about to burst!

Seeing the death of Zhu Rong, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the morale of the Yaozu's side soared, but all the senior leaders of the Yaozu felt chills in their hearts, and clearly felt the ancestors' hatred for them. There is no doubt that this If the battle is lost, Yaozu will never recover!

Di Jun, who was at the core of the formation, made a decisive decision, "The formation of the Twelve Capitals has been broken, and the witch clan will surely die. The monster clan obeys my orders and encircles the ancestral witches!"

He raised his hand.

The witch-slaying sword once again shined brilliantly, entering the interior of the witch clan!

It is like the most bloodthirsty weapon, no one comes in and out, and wherever it passes, it brings blood and death.The powerful big witch, the young three generations of witch clan, and the young witch clan children, all of them were killed with the sword of slaughtering witches!

It interprets Dijun's hatred for the Wu clan.

The Wu Clan hated him, so how could Di Jun not hate the Wu Clan for killing his child.

The power of Zhou Tian's Xingdou formation was poured into the Wu Tu Sword, and Di Jun focused all his attention on controlling the formation and manipulating the Wu Tu Sword.He could no longer see anything else, all he could see was scarlet, and the scene of Little Golden Crow's death was deeply engraved in his mind.

His child, his child...that was his child!

The little Golden Crow hasn't even grown up yet!

How much he looked forward to seeing them grow, and then take shape, walking in front of him with a posture not inferior to Prince Changqin.He will tell everyone in the Yaozu that this is the prince of the Yaozu, the most beloved child of his Demon Emperor Jun...

However, all these were reduced to ashes, and the only two remaining young sons lived in panic, and even the sun star did not dare to take a step.

Seeing Zhu Rong died, Di Jun just wanted to laugh out loud.

Good to die!

Even if he couldn't be with Yang Mei and was alone until the end, Tai Yi would always stand by his side, understand his thoughts, and understand his pain.

Raising his cold eyes, Di Jun overlooked the battlefield from a height.

In front of everyone in the Lich Clan, he said word by word: "Kill all the Witch Clan, I will cut off the blood inheritance of the Witch Clan, and any monk who dares to help the Witch Clan, I will let him die, forever Not to be overborn."

The monks who paid attention to this battle with their spiritual thoughts were horrified, exterminating a clan, or exterminating the witch clan that shed Pangu's blood, what kind of karma they have to bear!

The powerful Da Neng sighed secretly, and gave up the idea of ​​fishing in troubled waters.

The overall strength of the monster clan commanded by Emperor Jun has surpassed the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn in the past, and has become a well-deserved terrifying force in the wild.Once the Wu Clan is extinct, Di Jun will be a veritable overlord of the wild.

They who once looked up at the dragons and phoenixes and the unicorns soaring, when would they expect...there will be a monster race above them in the future.

Demon Emperor Jun.

This name is firmly remembered by the prehistoric creatures.

Luo Hu stood with his hands behind his back, and said sincerely: "There will never be another wild demon clan, a second demon emperor Jun."

Hongjun didn't deny his words either. After this mass calamity, the human race will be prosperous, but the human race will never be able to have the majesty of the monster race when they ruled the heaven.

Suddenly, Luo Hu said with a gloomy face, "The Zhuxian Sword Formation has been broken again."

Hongjun smiled.

The serious atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Luo Hu was very upset, "Do these guys think I don't exist? They come to my Jade Sword Formation every now and then. If they couldn't be killed, they would have become ghosts under the Jade Sword Formation."

Hongjun reminded: "There will be no souls of the dead, and death in the Zhuxian Sword Formation will only cause the souls to fly away."

Luo Hu choked, "It's all the same!"

Following the destruction of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons, which ranked second in the prehistoric formation, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which ranked first in the prehistoric formation, the four quasi-sages walked out of Mount Sumeru together.

Yang Mei didn't have time to thank them, she nodded to them, and fled away quickly.

When Liansheng, Jialouluo, and Kong Xuan were relieved of their pressure and returned to Mount Sumeru together, the Zhuxian Sword Formation quietly reappeared, trapping the three together inside.

Rahu's eyes flashed ferociously, and his expression was as gentle as water, "I will let you experience the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the realm of saints."

Is it true that the innate number one killer who can destroy the prehistoric world is a vegetarian!