In Zixiao Palace, falling needles can be heard.

"Sanqing has the relics of Pangu, it will inevitably prove the Tao, the West has destroyed the earth's veins due to the battle of the Dao Demon, and it is barren, there must be a sage to suppress it, and the introduction and Zhun Ti are the best choices, only you ......!" Hongjun Daozu's voice was indifferent, "Get a great opportunity!"

"My chance?"

Nuwa was a little puzzled.

"Pangu opened the world and created the flood famine, and there must be a legacy to become the protagonist of heaven and earth, but it is not a witch clan!" Dao Ancestor said the biggest secret of the flood famine, "Although Pangu is a chaotic body, it is a human body. The human body is the same as the current human race. His way of creation was obtained by you, and if it evolves in accordance with the way of heaven, the human race will inevitably be born, that is, with the help of your hand, so I say that you have a great chance!"

"Terran, the protagonist of heaven?"

The corners of Nuwa's mouth flushed with bitterness.

"Being able to create life is not unique to you, why did you create the human race and become holy? Taiqing Liren taught great merits? The three ancestors and holy masters of the human race have repeatedly made merits from heaven, and you don't understand? The human race is the true inheritance of Pangu. ”

Hongjun Daozu's voice was a little stern.

"I'm ......!"

Nuwa showed a look of grievance.

"My disciple, the saint's karma, is going to be kidnapped in the heavenly court, and even listening to the dispatch of the emperor, he can't see the situation clearly, and he is bent on the heavenly court, just for some luck and small profits, and he can't see the long-term clearly. Nuwa, you really disappointed the good students who were good teachers!" Hongjun Daozu sighed, "The status of the protagonist of the human race is not determined by the way of heaven, but by Pangu's will, his will, and the manifestation of the Great Dao. The human race Dao body should be heaven and earth. The two Lich clans are too strong, not to mention affecting the preaching of the saints, and my Xuanmen is not prosperous, even if it hinders the development of the human race, it will inevitably decline. After the Lich War, the Terran Race flourished, occupied the wilderness, and became the mainstream, as the mother of the Terran race, you were inherently invincible, and you could get the help of immeasurable luck, and your cultivation will definitely climb steadily, and even because of the way of creation, let the Heavenly Dao work, it will favor you, but it is a pity that you were defeated once!"

"Master, I didn't do anything?"

Nuwa said aggrieved.

"The first generation of the human race, you don't care; the first generation of the human race, so far, there are only three left, if it weren't for the birth of the human race holy master, there will be no one left; the heavenly court seeks the human race, but you help each other; the demon war, the three ancestors of the human race expose your shortcomings, if you come forward to mediate and maintain at that time, even if you have everything before, they will not care, but you will kill the three ancestors and the holy master in public, and completely lose your luck!" Hongjun said, " This also makes them completely sure that you created the human race, but you are just becoming the food of the demon race!"

"I never thought about it that way, I just, just wanted to preach!" Nuwa said eagerly, "but no matter what, I created them." ”

"Their 100,000 years of devout worship to you is enough!"

Hongjun's expression became more and more indifferent.

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Master, the Holy Master of the Human Race, why has it grown to this extent in just 100,000 years? Even, even my brother, died because of him? With the bloodline of the Human Race, the Great Luo Golden Immortal is the limit of the limit, and it is impossible to achieve the Dao Quasi-Saint!"

"Before the Lich War, it was impossible for the human race to give birth to a quasi-saint, this was the suppression of luck, and it was also the imprisonment of blood, but the Great Dao was fifty, and the Tianyan was forty-nine, there were always exceptions!" Hongjun sighed, "You still want to kill the Terran Holy Master?"

"My brother died because of him, and my luck was lost because of him!"

Nuwa's face flashed with a very spicy color.

Hongjun stared at Nuwa suddenly, and was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "You are a saint! What is a saint? Operate the order of the Heavenly Dao, guard the laws and regulations of creation, regulate all things in heaven and earth, and guard the barrier of flood and desolation, and can also calculate the future and operate the general trend!"

This long sigh lasted for a long time.

"After the Lich War, you will leave again!" Hongjun Dao Ancestor's voice gradually disappeared, but he left the most stern sentence, "From now on, you will not be my disciple!"

"Master!"

Nuwa's face changed wildly.

The figure of Hongjun Daozu is gone.

The Lich War, the battlefield filled most of the wilderness.

Mountain peaks collapsed, lakes dried up, the earth was diverted, and the sea was in flux.

With every breath, the mountain collapsed in units of 100,000.

Every instant, more than a million living beings die.

The war spread to every corner of the desolation, even if it has been far away from the remote place and opened a large array to protect it, there are still a large number of races that have been directly buried and quietly disappeared into the torrent of history.

In such a big battle, there are as many golden immortals as dogs, Taiyi walks all over the ground, and Da Luo keeps falling, not to mention some of the races that are implicated.

Even the Terrans were affected.

The territory of the human race, affected by the last catastrophe, when it was rebuilt, a large array was rearranged in each city, but unfortunately under the influence of such a big war, the formation continued to collapse, and the city was beaten into an abyss.

Even in Shouyang Mountain, there are supernatural powers coming, and the lich war came, but it was blocked by the three ancestors of the human race, and there were also eight views of the palace lamp and the coffin lamp to block it, so that it could be regarded as avoiding disaster.

"This battle is too fierce!"

The Suiren clan looked into the distance, and the catastrophe filled the sky.

Fire flows in the sky, and the sky collapses.

The blood rain fell from the sky, and before it fell to the ground, it directly converged into a blood lake, and the whole fell down, smashing the earth into an abyss.

"This is more than 10,000 times more tragic than the original shemale war!"

With Chao's movedness, in just this moment, he saw more than ten Da Luo being blown up, their bodies no longer existing, and their primordial gods destroyed.

"Such a battlefield, even if the quasi-saint is not careful, it will be wiped out by the big array!"

In such a battlefield, individual power is weakened to the extreme.

The strength of the population is vividly displayed.

"Even if the Eastern Emperor Taiyi breaks in, I'm afraid they will all die and live!"

The Tyroe said again.

"Yes!" Youchao said, "After this battle, there will definitely not be one in ten of the creatures in the wilderness." Great Tribulation, Great Tribulation, this is the real Great Tribulation! At the beginning, if it weren't for the Taiqing Saint to block the Demon Court, the Saint to block the Ancestral Witch, and the Holy Master to resist many great powers, our Human Race would have been completely wiped out!"

It's a real feeling.

The power of the outbreak of the Lich War is terrifying.

If the Terrans face it, they will be wiped out in an instant.

"Now, in the desolate land, only Buzhou Mountain can stand safely!"

The three ancestors of the human race have a kinship.

Seeing how strong the lich is, and thinking of how weak the Terrans are, they understand that there is still a long way to go.

They didn't know that because of the Lich War, which destroyed the leylines, the spirit of Buzhou Mountain was passing away greatly.

However, the next collision allowed them to truly see what it was to destroy the world, and the saint retreated.

Thundered!

Zhou Tian's Star Dou Great Array collided with Pangu's real body again.

A large array composed of Emperor Jun, 365 Da Luo holding Zhongpin Spirit Treasures, 48,000 Taiyi, and 480 million demon soldiers, what is the extent of the power contained in the evolving universe?

The other one, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, summoned the true body of Pangu, how powerful is it?

The two collided one after the other.

When the eighth time!

Bang......!

The Star Dou Universe trembled, and hundreds of millions of cracks appeared, almost unable to maintain it, although it did not disperse, but the demon soldiers inside did not know how many were shocked to death.

Pangu's true body was also scattered for a while.

"Come again, take me an axe, Pangu opens the sky!"

Pangu's true body roared and raised his illusory axe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches understood that if Pangu's true body collapsed in advance, it would be their end.

"Zhou Tian is immeasurable, I am the master, fall!"

Dijun roared.

This is the collision of destruction, the ultimate power.

It's up to whoever makes it to the end.

Bang......!

The axe light opened up 300 billion miles, completely dividing the starry sky universe into two. The terrifying power of destruction will form a large array of demon soldiers and demon generals, completely strangled, leaving no one behind.

Burst......!

Di Jun opened his mouth and spewed out a long river of blood for three million miles, burning with the fire of the sun's essence on it, his breath instantly withered to the extreme, and the river Tuluo Shu above his head was completely dim.

"I'm defeated, and Heavenly Court is going to die?"

He lost his mind for a while, but he could see below, and his expression was slightly softened.

The immeasurable starry sky fell, and Pangu's true body was also shattered, and the twelve ancestral witches were scattered all over the earth, and one by one their breaths were sluggish.

"Kill!"

Emperor Jun burst into tears, gave the order, and burned his blood, sublimated the primordial spirit, and descended. His technique of turning red was so amazing, and he came to the opposite side of Candle Jiuyin in an instant.

Burst......!

In his hand, a sword appeared, stabbing fiercely into the chest of Candle Jiuyin, who had not yet eased up, and the whole thing was submerged and appeared from behind.

"It's ......!"

Candle Jiuyin was stunned, and his face changed wildly.

"Witch Slayer Sword!"

Di Jun grinned, his expression hideous.