At the top of Buzhou Mountain, Tang Quan's snail dwelling has been standing on the platform, and there are quite a few great gods and demons who have passed through here, but they really don't dare to stop here and disturb, the main reason is that the origin of this Buzhou Mountain is too big, dare to cultivate on it, not the ordinary strong and the courage. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No, Zhou Mountain is transformed by the spine of Pangu's true body, Tang Quan doesn't care so much, it is easier for him to cultivate on it, plus the tail of the spine is right where he stands in the open sky, where is the only land in the chaotic world that has not been shattered, and it is the birthplace of the one hundred and eight rank Chaos Blue Lotus, Tang Quan has always regarded this place as his own territory, if anyone comes to provoke him, he will not care who the other party is if he slaps it out.

100 million years, and 10 million years in Tang Quan's feeling is not very different, at least he is engaged in research and cultivation without distraction, and when he left the stone house after advancing the energy energy weapon to countless nines again, he looked up and saw that the entire world was full of killing machines.

Looking at such a strong killing intention, Tang Quan smacked his tongue and said:

"I'm rubbing, it's only been 100 million years, this killing machine is bigger than the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, how did this come about?"

He hurriedly broke through the space and penetrated to the Pangu Palace, and when he entered, only Houtu was the only one in the hall who closed his eyes and cultivated, sensing his appearance, Houtu opened his eyes and flew into his arms and chuckled:

"Brother, you're finally back."

Tang Quan patted Houtu's back and smiled:

"You're all the ancestors of the Houtubu, why do you give it to a little girl?"

Houtu didn't care so much, hugged Tang Quan and said with a smile:

"In front of you, I will always be like this, why did my brother come this time?"

"Killing and looting, let me ask what has happened over the years?" Tang Quan sat on a stone bench and said.

Hou Tuxiu raised his eyebrows and shook his head and said:

"Since the first great war of the lich, there has been almost no conflict between us witches and demons, but the number of witches has increased to tens of trillions."

Tang Quan was puzzled for a moment, there was a killing and robbery condensation, what should be something that was quickly inspiring the catastrophe to come, at this time, the six Hongjun offline had not yet become saints, and it was said that the killing and robbery should not be so fast.

"Not good."

After a period of calculation, Tang Quan's face changed and he exclaimed in surprise, and Hou Tu was stunned and said:

"What's going on?"

"Ten days of flooding, ordinary witches can't stop the golden fire of the golden crow, and now there are heavy casualties, and there is even a great witch chasing these ten golden crows who have been roasted alive by the golden fire of the sun." Tang Quan's eyes flickered and said.

Tang Quan deduced that the crisis that was breaking out in the Flood Continent turned out to be a Tang Valley in the east, and there was a huge Fusang tree in it, and the Demon Emperor Emperor Jun and the Demon Queen Xihe had ten small golden crows, because there were no transformation of the scorching sun golden fire, few people could tolerate it, so Di Jun arranged the ten golden crows to the Fusang tree to cultivate.

I don't know why ten golden crows drilled out of the soup valley and wandered around on the desolate land, at this time, hundreds of billions of shallow cultivation witches were burned to death, and the great witch Kuafu who guarded in the east had to chase this group of flying golden crows, but he couldn't bear the long-term sun golden fire and died of exhaustion.

Houtu exclaimed:

"What then?"

From here to the east, even Tang Quan has to take hundreds of years to arrive, I used to read Honghuang novels and thought that anyone could get to any place in seconds, it was impossible, even if it was Hongjun who had the creation of jade, he couldn't go anywhere he wanted, not to mention Tang Quan, an independent innate saint.

Tang Quan was able to reach his destination in a few hundred years, and that was because he had a more powerful energy foundation than the peak of a normal innate saint, and it would take tens of thousands of years for others to reach it.

The reason why Hou Tu asked what to do is this, those dead witches are the descendants of the essence blood of the Twelve Demon Gods of Chaos, so they can be regarded as the descendants of the Twelve Ancestors of the Flood Wilderness, and when they hear a large number of casualties, even cultivators will be anxious when they hear it.

Tang Quan laughed coldly:

"Don't panic, there is a Houyi Great Witch in your Houtu Department, he is also pursuing these ten golden crows now, you now immediately order all the Wu clans in the Flood Wilderness to gather near Buzhou Mountain, the big war is coming, and my plan should also begin."

"Hou Yi, it's okay to have him, but is it really time for this gathering witch clan to start a big battle?" Houtu nodded and said.

Tang Quan said in a deep voice:

"Of course, the ten golden crows are the sons of Di Jun, Hou Yi has a sun-shooting bow in his hand, which will definitely make these golden crows dead and wounded, they have killed so many witches, Hou Yi has killed Di Jun's son, the lich war has not yet begun, and some people will make trouble and provoke from it."

Originally, the demon clan and the witch clan fought against each other, and hundreds of millions of years have passed in a flash, and Sanqing and the others have not been able to understand how to become holy, so they must provoke a catastrophe to profit from it.

As Tang Quan guessed, Hou Yi was chasing and killing the Golden Crow all the way, but he had secretly killed nine of them in the past few years, and the last and smallest Golden Crow was still flying around burning the desolate land, and in the middle of the air not far from it, a thin man looked at the sorcerers who were dying everywhere on the ground and said to a short and fat man with a compassionate face:

"Senior brother, these hundreds of billions of witches died tragically, plus nine golden crows were killed, I don't know if I can provoke the lich to fight to the death again?"

This thin man and short fat man were the introduction and Zhun Ti of the demon clan back then, when the demon ancestor died in battle, the demon mountain was torn apart, Amir, who guarded the World Tree, fled with the World Tree, and Yahevi, who had always had a ghost in his heart, even if he was snapped by Tang Quan, still stole the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pond and escaped from the Flood Continent by a halfway;

Jieyin and Zhun Ti have been following Rahu to cultivate the way of silence, so even if they worship under the Hongjun Sect, they still have a separate mind in their hearts, this time they are secretly instigating the Ten Golden Crows to go out of the flood for their own interests, thus causing a large number of witches to die, so as to stimulate the peace between the witch clan and the demon clan for hundreds of millions of years.

Listening to the slightly unbearable tone of the dead witches, Zhun Ti ignored it and said:

"If they can still endure it, we can continue to stir up trouble from it, without the Lich Tribulation, where can we get the luck merit to become a saint, back then Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not rely on the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation to gather luck;

Now that you and my brother have set up a separate door, waiting to gather luck and merit to become a saint, provoking a lich war is the best way to gather merit, no matter what, we have to let the two clans fight to the point of the dragon and phoenix catastrophe. ”

In order to provoke a big war to obtain luck merit, Zhun Ti and lead also think too much, the calamity does contain a lot of luck and merit, but everything is at the mercy of the will of the wilderness, the way of heaven is imperfect and fashionable and can only be left and right, but it cannot be arranged, they want to gain merit by provoking war, but they don't know that they have not created jade butterflies, and a large amount of resentment of those creatures who died because of them is forming a nameless karmic fire that makes it difficult for them to become enlightened.