As soon as Taiyi's voice fell, he also disappeared above the main hall.

Hearing what the Eastern Emperor said, the demons below immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "The demon clan lasts forever, and the Heavenly Emperor Eastern Emperor has no borders!"

After the slogan was shouted, the demons flew away one after another, and the entire Lingxiao Treasure Hall instantly fell silent.

......

Meanwhile!

Wu Clan, Pangu Palace!

The twelve ancestors gathered in the main hall, all with sad faces, looking like a dead father.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu, and they claim to be the authentic Pangu sect, and their physical bodies are incomparable, comparable to the innate spiritual treasures, and they have the power to manipulate the heavens and the earth and destroy the desolation.

Moreover, the twelve ancestors and witches joined forces to set up the twelve heavenly gods, which could condense Pangu's true body, which was even more powerful, and even the saints did not dare to grab its edge.

"Sister Houtu, among all the brothers and sisters, your brain is the best, how can you deal with this matter?"

The one who spoke was the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang, who was as red as a fire, with six legs and four wings, Hun Dun faceless, and the ancestor of space speed.

"Brothers, in the opinion of the younger sister, you can send Hou Yi and Kuafu to the Shangqiu Human Race, bring back Xingtian, and then do the trick!"

The back of the earth body snake tail, seven hands behind the back, and both hands on the chest hold the snake, which is the ancestor of the central earth.

"What a Xingtian child, big brother, just let me Zhu Rong take action, kill that guy, it's a shame for my witch clan!"

The fire god Zhu Rong had a short temper, and Xing Tian rebelled, which made him unbearable.

"Hehe, who does things like you without going through his brain, thinking that Xingtian is my witch clan, I don't believe he will betray the witch clan!"

The water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong are natural enemies, and the two witches have never been incompatible.

"Okay, you co-worker, why are you everywhere, do you want to fight with me for three hundred rounds!"

"Why, am I still afraid that you will not succeed in Zhurong Xiao'er!"

Gonggong originally didn't have a big temper, but as long as he met Zhu Rong, he couldn't help it.

"Be quiet!"

The two witches were tense, and when they were about to make a move, at this time, Di Jiang roared and suppressed the two witches.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong competed, and the witches had already seen it, but at this time it was time to discuss things, and Dijiang would not allow them to mess around.

"At this time, according to the meaning of Sister Houtu, I will arrest Xingtian first, and then make a calculation!"

Dijiang is categorical, in a word.

The two lich clans have their own actions, which has long been expected by Long Feng.

He is also very confident in his arrangement.

The human race is immortal and irreversible in becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Now that the human race has experienced a great disaster, there are only hundreds of thousands of people left, not to mention Nuwa, even the Heavenly Dao will no longer allow the two lich clans to slaughter the human race.

Therefore, Hongjun will not allow quasi-saints such as the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun Taiyi to make a move, nor will he allow the two clans to invade the human race on a large scale.

As for the Da Luo Jin Immortal under the quasi-saint, if you go less, you will be sent to death.

The human race, with the help of Long Feng, already has the power to protect itself.

......

The Flood, since the First Lich War.

Demon palm sky, witch palm land!

More than 8,000 years have passed since then, the killing has decreased, the earth has recovered, everything has grown, and the aura has been abundant.

Wandering through the wilderness, everywhere is dangerous, Long Feng tries to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

The Netherworld Blood Sea is rumored to have been transformed by Pangu Belly Ji, the blood sea is huge, hundreds of thousands of miles away, the blood waves are rolling inside, everything does not exist, and the whole episode of the evil qi between heaven and earth is here.

Long Feng's first stop was this so-called Netherworld Blood Sea.

Ten thousand years are approaching, and the Second Lich War is coming.

Long Feng remembered that on the eve of the Second Lich War, a sensational event was about to take place in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

After the reincarnation of the earth, the establishment of the six realms, Yongzhen Hell.

The other dragon peaks are not clear, but the merits that descend from heaven after establishing reincarnation are vast and boundless, enough to make people sanctify on the ground.

With such a huge amount of merit, Long Feng also wanted a piece of the pie.

You must know that in addition to his own cultivation, he can also absorb merit and break through.

The more merit, the faster the breakthrough.

As long as he touches a little bit when he establishes the mansion the day after tomorrow, that merit will definitely allow him to break through to a great realm.

It is rumored that after Pangu opened the heavens, the Styx Ancestor was conceived from the Netherworld Blood Sea, and there were companion Lingbao Yuantu and Ah Bi Erjian.

In addition, there is also one of the four lotus platforms transformed by the thirty-six rank Chaos Blue Lotus Lotus leaves, and the Twelve Rank Blood Lotus (also known as the Twelve Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus) is also in his hands.

These three top-grade innate spirit treasures, Long Feng was also red-eyed, and they were also his goal this time.

However, the Styx Ancestor is not an easy person, and the strength of the quasi-saint peak makes him one of the most powerful masters in the wilderness.

It was extremely difficult for Long Feng to snatch the treasure from him.

Long Feng saw and heard all the way, but he didn't deliberately cultivate, just admired the scenery of the wilderness, and occasionally picked up a few pieces of remnant waste for recycling, but he didn't encounter any major events.

The desolation is boundless, and after several years of trekking, it is not far from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

At this time, even if he didn't deliberately cultivate, how powerful the Eight or Nine Xuan Gong was, even if it was just running on his own, he had broken through several levels one after another, allowing him to reach the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Ninefold, and he could break through the Heavenly Immortal Ten Levels at any time.

On this day, he came to a great mountain.

As long as you climb over the mountain, you can see the sea of netherworld blood.

Therefore, this mountain has a resounding name, which is called Blood Mist Mountain.

At this point, he felt that he was on the verge of qualifying, and decided to find a quiet place to break through first.

"Boom!"

Countless spiritual qi gathered, entered Long Feng's body and went on a rampage, and finally under the guidance of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, he created the flesh bloodline over and over again, filling the body with immortal power.

"Ding, the master has broken through the realm, the current level is ten immortals, the next level, the early stage of immortals!"

After the level of immortals, there will no longer be ten levels, just for the early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak!

A majestic aura circulated in his body, and Long Feng felt his strength skyrocket.

If you cast the Six-Vein Divine Sword now, you can definitely spell out at least five more than five swords.

"Cool!"

The pleasure of upgrading flowed through his body, making Long Feng feel as if he had eaten a chilled watermelon on dog days.

"Sea of Blood, I'm coming!"

Long Feng stood up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the increase in strength made him even more confident.

"Boom!"

Just as Long Feng wanted to cross the Blood Mist Mountain as soon as possible and see the sea of blood, the sky suddenly became cloudy and thunder roared.

"Is it going to rain?"

For the immortals, the weather could no longer have any effect on him, and he didn't care about it.

He just wondered that the sky was originally clear, and it rained when he said it was raining.

"Boom!"

"Click!

At this moment, a thunderclap exploded, and an arm-thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky and slammed down on the earth.

Immediately afterward, the mountains shook as if there had been a magnitude 10 earthquake.

"No, there are strong people who are crossing the catastrophe!"

Long Feng reacted instantly, this was not an ordinary thunder, but a heavenly thunder of the Tribulation.

"Nima, Lao Tzu is so big, I haven't seen anyone cross the catastrophe, this is a live broadcast, watch the play!"

Long Feng was interested, his pace quickened, and he walked towards the center of the thunder.