Just after Chang'e left the heavenly court, some demon clans refined the latest weapons, and they accidentally found that they were invested in the human race when refining weapons, and the weapons obtained seemed to be born to be the nemesis of the witch clan, so they reported to Emperor Jun.

Since the death of the nine golden crows, the demon clan has robbed a lot of attacks on the witch clan, not only because of revenge, but these big demons have lost face, and they feel fear, they even think about whether one day, their cubs will also be attacked and killed by the witch clan because of a moment of carelessness.

When he knew that the weapons refined by the Killing Terrans could restrain the Wu Clan, Di Jun went to the Snail Palace again, and he was ready to talk to Nuwa.

No one knew what they had discussed, but since then Kunlun has been mourning.

Sanqing cultivation has reached the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood, they feel that their chance of sanctification has a great relationship with this new race, and they often exist in their vicinity, but even though it is difficult to survive in the flood famine, but the reproduction speed of the human race is extraordinary, they can live for more than a hundred years at most, and the young ones died in the cub period, but their learning ability and creative ability are amazing, so far Sanqing sanctified, and soon after that, far west of the flood wilderness, Zhun Ti, and the introduction is also sanctified.

Now seeing the demon clan slaughtering the human race, and knowing that Nuwa acquiesced to letting Di Jun go as long as the human race was not destroyed, Sanqing was also silent, and after becoming holy, they felt more and more that the way of heaven was unfathomable, and now they saw the human race suffering, and they could only draw a territory in the Kunlun Mountain Dojo, if it was outside the realm, they would naturally not take care of it, it was really the catastrophe of the lich that had already been deeply trapped, and even the master was firmly sitting in Zixiao Palace, how could they dare to meddle in it, and they were only thinking about making a profit from it.

Different from the time of the first tribulation of the dragon and phoenix, at that time, all the evils and Luo Hu established the Demon Sect, and after the death, the three clans of the dragon and phoenix were born with extraordinary feet, and they entered the Demon Sect and turned into a ghost cultivator to have their own place, and now most of the slaughtered human races will not practice, even if there are three Qing upbringing, they only choose one or two of their ethnic groups to teach, so these dead human souls can only wander in the local area, and the sky is cloudy and more and more sad, and there are even more directly imprisoned in the weapon together with the soul, these souls cry day and night.

And for a long time, the Wu clan and the human race were combined, and they were able to give birth to offspring with the blood of the Wu clan and a soul, and these people became the existence of being hunted down because they were carrying the blood of the Wu clan.

"Sir, is it wrong for us to kill the nine golden crows?" Houtu came to the foot of Buzhou Mountain again, and the cries of those dead and mutilated souls continued to echo in her ears, keeping her awake all night.

"Nine golden crows have almost wiped out your clan, how can it be called right or wrong?" Since Hongjun Hedao to this day, the corpse has been waiting for thousands of years, he smiled and looked at the white-clothed hairpin in front of him, his eyebrows were like the woman of the year, and his eyes were a little treacherous, "The dragon and phoenix unicorn of the year was not right or wrong!" ”

Houtu was shocked by the information revealed in his words, and involuntarily took a step back.

"How much of this is like a reincarnation!" There was an unpredictable smile on the corpse's lips, "From weak to strong, you can no longer restrain your ambitions, and you are destined to end up with the same death." ”

"Reincarnation?" Houtu muttered to himself, and his heart shook for a while, "So that's the case?" So that's it! ”

"Cause and effect are already predestined, and no one can save anyone." Seeing the woman's gaffe that had only been revealed once in tens of thousands of years, the corpse had a bit of compassion in her eyes, and then looked at Zixiao Palace and turned to ridicule, "Just as there is reincarnation in the four seasons, there should also be reincarnation in life and death, and there can be six paths in the underworld: one is the Heavenly Dao, and the other is the Shura Dao." The third is the way of the world, the fourth is the way of animals, the fifth is the way of hungry ghosts, and the sixth is the way of hell. There are three ways in this. For the three good ways, it is determined by goodness; The lower three realms are the three evil realms, which are determined by their evil. Therefore, all sentient beings who are immersed in life and death do not have the path of reincarnation without coming out of these six realms. ”

"Houtu, thank you seniors." At this time, there was something she didn't understand, even though her heart was in pain, she only saluted slightly towards the corpse, "Thank you Mr. for this for many years, and since then, I am afraid that we will never see each other again, please take care of my husband." ”

In the next moment, she was thousands of miles away.

"When the six realms of reincarnation are established, you and I can be reincarnated." Seeing Shan, he rarely showed a smile when he looked at the corpse, and he disguised himself to die and returned to the corpse after Nuwa became a saint.

"Hmph, it's reincarnation, the three of us can only wait for Jin to come to us one by one, if we can't fall in love with him, it's hard to say." Dispelling evil and sneering.

After all, they didn't wait long, when the eye of reincarnation rose in the sea of blood west of Buzhou Mountain, the soul that lingered in the desolation seemed to have found a place to belong.

Thousands of wraiths shed like rain, but life and death are endless, and the living people can't feel their joy, the three corpses suddenly turned into a ray of light and flew into the yellow spring, when the first batch of wraiths turned successfully, the last trace of the heavenly path was finally completed.

As if sensing something, Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace suddenly opened his eyes, but at this moment, looking down through the wind and clear qi, he didn't find anything he wanted to see, as if he had been forgotten by him for a long time and let go of a gap.

Houtu is the only two women among the twelve ancestral witches, and she is gentle and tolerant, and she is the little sister loved by many ancestral witches, but on this day, this little sister is gone, and she is looking for the flood and can no longer be found.

No one can bear such pain, living and dying together, this is a vow they have never confided in their hearts, and their little sister has chosen eternal separation for the sake of the Wu Clan.

How can this be?

How can this be!

The memories of smiling and slapping in the years that go back and forth, the hardships and glories that have come step by step with the Wu clan...... It's gone!

Di Jiang is the head of the Wu clan, but at this moment he can only cry, he doesn't know why things have become like this! But he was born faceless, and even shedding tears is a luxury existence.

"We want revenge, and we will not die!" is also a woman among the twelve ancestors, Xuan Ming's temperament is more cold and fierce, she looked at the ten sad brothers, word by word.

When countless great witches chose to self-explode to break through the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array and attack the heavenly court, Rao is demon clan elite could only choose to retreat, and those witches seemed to be crazy, one by one, they simply used their own lives to pave the way for their companions to move forward.

Blood and white bones stained the water of the Tianhe River red, and the elites of both sides continued to rush forward and fall, and the two Lich clans, who were originally eager to grow in the same world, found that they did not even have time to collect the bones of their comrades, so they could only let them mingle.

The decisive battle came sooner than anyone could have imagined!

When Qiang Liang blasted to open the gate of heaven and hit Zhou Tian Xingdou War hard, Di Jun finally put down the Luo Shuhe map and handed it over to Fu Xi to control, and he took out the witch killing room.

The Witch Killing Sword is refined by slaughtering countless human races, which contains countless evil spirits, and only the golden black bird is the most rigid and inflame thing in the world can restrain its ferocity.

However, every time he swung his sword, Di Jun seemed to be able to hear the wailing of countless undead trapped in the Witch Sword!

And among the ten demon generals, who were powerful and did not sit on the front line to command, they also stepped forward one after another to fight with the ancestral witches and great witches who besieged Heavenly Court.

"You see, you can't be invincible either." After Di Jun killed Gong Zi and Bao Harvest, Xuan Ming shook off the surrounding demon generals, and the fluttering figure suddenly appeared behind Di Jun, her hands folded into a mysterious handprint, and fiercely hugged Di Jun from behind, but the woman's soft arms contained fierce killing intent, "The self-explosion of the ancestral witch can also take half of your life!" ”

"Ah Xuan!" Watching the woman who had always been dressed in black disappear into a white light, Ju Mang's heart was broken, and the surrounding heavenly court was also affected, countless huge pillars cast of jade fell one after another, and the Heavenly Dao seemed to have an induction, and there was a sky full of snow above the nine heavens.

This snowflake swept away the scattered blood and fell on the person's body, and there was a lot of desolation.

At this moment, I realized that the ambitions of the past could not compare to the peace of the people around me, but the situation has come to this point, and only life and death can return to peace.

"Brother!" The sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell can shake the soul of a cultivator, but the Wu clan has no soul, they only have **, Taiyi wanted to rush around Di Jun, but he was entangled and couldn't leave.

Seeing that my brother was seriously injured after Xuan Ming's self-explosion, and was entangled by the sentence that rushed up, I was too angry!

But Di Jun is Di Jun after all, serious injuries can't slow down the king's movements, he quickly waved his hand towards Ju Mang, but the latter didn't open more, he came over with the sword of the witch sword, and chose to blow himself up like Xuan Ming at the moment he approached Di Jun!

Di Jun couldn't dodge, blood spilled from his mouth, and he fell aside.

The self-explosion of the two ancestral witches in succession made the originally beautiful Heavenly Court dilapidated to the point that it was not in shape, and the demon clans who lived here in the past fled one after another, and the wails resounded throughout the universe.

"Husband!" Xihe was originally entangled with Di Jiang, at this time her hair was scattered, and her face was full of blood, she endured Di Jiang's paw and rushed over, took the essence of the laurel tree and formed a formation to protect the two of them, staggering to hold the declining golden crow in her arms, she was so gentle that she put the golden crow bird's head on her knees, silently folded her hands and made a brand on the back of the golden crow bird, and then kissed lightly on the golden crow bird's huge head, "You and I have known several yuan associations, I have liked you since the first time I saw you, But how cruel fate is to us! ”

The vitality is constantly coming from the back, and the battered body is being replenished little by little, Di Jun struggles to break free, but sadly discovers that his wife is aging at a speed that is visible to the naked eye!

"Kill her, she's saving Dijun!" The corpse shouted and flew over, "She is using the forbidden technique of the three thousand demon gods in ancient times, and she can replace the lives of others with her own lives!" ”

"Oh, it's too late!" Xi He showed a mocking smile when he heard the voice of the extravagant corpse, even though his face was depressed, his eyes were still as sharp as a knife, "In the early years, I traveled to the flood wilderness and met the demon Rahu, at that time I thought that he taught his subordinates to absorb life force from the surrounding creatures, but when the magic is reversed, it is a sacrifice that cannot be interrupted, and you only have six ancestral witches now!" ”

"How do you know if you don't give it a try?" The corpse is born with the power to manipulate time, but how can the manipulation of time be so simple? In the past, he only acted on spiritual plants and livestock, but if he acted on cultivation such as Emperor Jun and Xihe, he was afraid that even he would have to pay the price of his life, but what was there? Half of his siblings are gone.

Time was reversed in the formation, and Xihe's aging was gradually becoming slow.

"Time can be turned back, but life and death cannot be determined." Wiping the blood from the corners of her lips slightly, Xi He increased the output of vitality, she felt the power of time exerted by the other party and herself in the confrontation, the fight between the two sides made her spit out a mouthful of blood, her face was finally frozen under the aging of the frost and snow, but the smile on her face was indescribably gentle, "Extravagant corpse, I will die after all, and you will die too, but my husband can live, and he will live for a long time!" ”

She is already very old, her vitality is overdrawn, and it has become extremely difficult to even raise her hand to touch Di Jun's face, but her eyes are still as clear as back then, she suddenly remembered that many years ago, she was still a carefree girl on the Taiyin Star without transformation, that day, she and her sister Changxi sat on the osmanthus tree, and when the osmanthus blossomed, it was woven into a wreath and put on her neck, and then she saw the golden black bird flying out of the sun star, with a handsome posture, and turned into a handsome young man after landing, she actually didn't see the other party's appearance clearly, Because the huge sun star was behind the other party, but she remembered the handsome boy.

Many years later, she finally became his wife, and together they had ten children...... It turns out that her life is so long!

Xihe smiled and closed her eyes, her figure turned into dust in an instant, blended in the snow, and disappeared. 166 Reading Network