Outside the sky, Nuwa Palace.

Feeling the terrifying aura that erupted in the flood famine, Nuwa, who had comprehended the way of heaven, finally woke up, frowned lightly, and looked at the desolation.

"What's going on?"

The two lich clans actually broke out into a big war, which puzzled her, but after a while, she showed a monstrous rage.

"The Ten Princes of the Golden Crow, all of them were killed?"

"How could I not have the slightest sense?"

"Who deceived the heavens?"

"Damn it!"

Nuwa Niangniang rarely showed an angry face.

Although she was dissatisfied with Di Jun, she would not watch the Golden Crow bloodline cut off, after all, it was the inheritance of the Heavenly Court and represented the great luck of the demon clan.

Now they have been slaughtered.

With her saintly heart, it is impossible not to sense it, and the only possibility is that someone has deceived the heavens.

"Which saint?"

Nuwa Niangniang wanted to break the power of order that blinded the heavens, but found it difficult to break it, so she knew that this was done by a saint.

"Sanqing, the two saints of the West, no matter who it is, I remember this account!"

In her eyes, there was a fierce light, and then she looked down at the flood and paid attention to the big battle.

At the same time, a red hydrangea appeared in her hand, which was the best spiritual treasure given by the Dao Ancestor. It is also a merit holy weapon for Nuwa Niangniang, a treasure of marriage, and a marriage that can be dominated by a famine marriage.

Lovers eventually become married, and they have a steady stream of merit.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Palace.

Sanqing has just been sanctified and has not yet broken up.

They looked at the place of the great battle, and they all showed strange expressions.

"The tenth prince of Jinwu was all killed?"

The tone of the Tongtian Sect Master was full of disbelief.

"Killed nine, Donghuang Taiyi sensed it, and the last one was actually killed under his nose, Wu Clan, Wu Clan, Wu Clan, ......Wu Clan,

Yuan Shi Tianzun shook his head.

"Who deceived the heavens?"

Lao Tzu said lightly.

If you don't deceive the heavens, with the cultivation of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, how can you not sense it?

"Who else but Zhun Ti?"

The Tongtian Sect Master snorted.

Counting juniors, he looks down on him a little.

"The Golden Crow really deserves to die!" said Yuan Shi Tianzun, "Traveling in the sky, burning the wilderness, I don't know how many races? How many living beings have been burned to death? This cause and effect, if they die, the heavenly court will also bear it!"

"Lich War, this battle ......!" the Tongtian Sect Master tasted, "They are also time to withdraw from the Flood Stage, otherwise, how can we and the Saint Sect gain a foothold?"

"Yes!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun nodded.

"The Lich War, I'm afraid it won't end so easily, let's take a look!"

Lao Tzu said.

West, Elysium.

"Ten golden crows, all dead?"

The Zhun Ti saints are a little enlightened.

According to his calculations, there will be at least one or two of the Golden Crow bloodline left, but the result was beyond his expectations, "Before the action, I calculated the heart of heaven, and under the induction, the Golden Crow bloodline will continue, but now it is ......!"

"Heavenly machine changes?" then the face was bitter, "Senior brother, after the catastrophe, the heavenly machine will be clear, I am afraid that I will be hated by Nuwa!"

Zhun Ti grinned: "That witch clan, how can it be so strong? Burning itself, you have to kill it all? No, how can that heavenly witch be beside you? Donghuang Taiyi has already suppressed the void, even if he doesn't have all his strength, even if he is distracted by fighting with Dijiang, it's not a heavenly witch who can break the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell to suppress the void!"

"There's ...... in this!"

The two looked at each other with a somewhat solemn expression.

The two of them have been paying attention to the development and changes of things, and the situation on the opposite side is clear, but now that they think about it, they can't help but feel that something is wrong.

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

They looked up at the same time and shook again.

Subsequently, I paid attention to this earth-shattering battle that changed the general trend of the flood.

The sky crumbled, and the earth sank.

The demon clan launched a frenzied offensive, spreading the battlefield to almost the entire flood wilderness, the sky was full of fire, corpses were thrown, and blood was like a waterfall.

In the Heavenly Court, there are a total of six quasi-saints, namely Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Demon Master Kunpeng, Emperor Empress Xihe, Chang Xi and Fu Xi.

Among the quasi-saints, they are all extremely powerful existences, but in the face of the twelve ancestral witches, they are still invincible and completely suppressed.

Bang......!

Xihe, who was crazy because of the pain of losing his son, was hit hard by the combination of Ancestor Wu Houtu and Ancestor Witch Xuanming, and the starry sky was stained with blood.

"Xihe, die!"

Houtu is powerful and terrifying, at this moment, she has already recovered her true body, a human body snake tail, with seven hands behind her back, and two hands in front, holding two Teng snakes, controlling the qi of the earth, evolving a heavy mountain peak, and suppressing it.

"Hey, Heavenly Court, this battle, the demon clan will be wiped out!"

Xuan Ming snorted coldly, followed closely behind, and also launched a powerful attack.

Her whole body was full of bone spurs, hideous and terrifying, but her combat power was not weaker than Houtu, she condensed a spear and threw it with boundless power.

The two ancestors joined forces to strike, this is to kill the emperor and queen.

"Sister......!"

When Chang Xi saw this scene, he screamed, flew over, blocked the front, and above her head, a bright moon evolved to resist the attack.

Burst......!

The mountain peak fell, the spear was in the air, and the bright moon above Chang Xi's head was shattered, and the spear pierced his body.

"Sister, it's important to save your life......!"

Chang Xi was hit hard, but he turned his head, looked at Xihe, and gave an admonition.

"Fight with me, and dare to distract yourself to save Xihe, Chang Xi, give me death!"

Jin Ancestor Wu Beishu chased after him, and pressed his palm on the top of Chang Xi's head, who was hit hard.

Buzzing......!

Chang Xi couldn't resist at all, and he was about to be killed, at this time, the sky cracked, and a red hydrangea appeared, and the terrifying Shengwei poured down.

"Nuwa, do you dare?"

Ju Mang's body flashed above the harvest, he was the ancestor of the wood, the vine staff in his hand was a little higher in the air, a big tree appeared out of thin air, soared rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it reached a height of ten thousand zhang, the green light flickered, absorbing the law of wood to bless it, but unfortunately, it couldn't stop the red hydrangea.

Burst......!

The trees were smashed, but they also smashed Jumang to the ground, and half of the bones were shattered. He quickly rose into the air, his injuries had recovered as before, but his breath was mostly sluggish.

Syllable......!

It was also at this moment that he slapped Chang Xi to death with a palm.

"No ......!"

Xihe screamed sadly, tears flowed from his eyes, and when he fell into the sky, it became two waterfalls.

The red hydrangea was stunned, and her breath skyrocketed, rising and falling several times in succession, smashing several ancestral witches one after another.

"Nuwa, you deserve to die!" Di Jiang roared, "Do you really think that you will be invincible if you become holy?"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have gathered!

One by one, they were murderous.

In the face of the saint, there was no fear at all, but it aroused ferocity!

"Array!"

It was also at this time that Di Jun got a chance to breathe, and he threw the river Tuluo book in the air, evolving a starry sky, which was the ultimate great array he had comprehended from the spiritual treasure: the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array.

"The Star God is in place!"

Di Jun glanced at the battlefield and found that the demon army was completely inferior, and nearly half of them had been killed, which made his heart twitch fiercely.

He shouted, and saw that in the great array, above the three hundred and sixty-five big stars, a star god appeared on each side. This is Di Jun collecting the Qi of the Origin of the Stars, taking the three hundred and sixty-five Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Demon Clan, who are in line with the origin of the Stars, and his cultivation has skyrocketed, reaching the realm of Daluo in one fell swoop.

This kind of Da Luo can only have this kind of power if he fits into the stars and evolves into a great array.

Even so, it's terrifying.

Three hundred and sixty-five Da Luo powerhouses.

The starry sky is immeasurable, shrouding the sky.

"Witch, die!"

Emperor Jun drove the great array, carried the starry sky universe, and descended.

"You have a big array, but my Wu clan doesn't?" Di Jiang sneered, "Brothers, the twelve heavenly gods have completely destroyed the demon clan!"