The ancestors of the Wu clan were all unusual, gathering together to discuss how to attack the demon clan.

Due to the infighting between the two ancestors of Zhurong Gonggong, the original twelve ancestors are now only ten.

And the Great Witch Kua's father and the Great Descendant also died in the Demon Clan, and the Wu Clan's current strength has been weakened a lot.

The most important thing is that the Wu Clan's killer weapon, the Twelve Heavenly Gods, needs to be controlled by the Twelve Ancestral Witches together to condense the true body of Pangu.

And now that the two ancestral witches are missing, I am afraid that even if the true body of Pangu is condensed, the strength will be greatly reduced.

On the other hand, the demon clan, although nine of the ten sons of the Golden Crow died, the top combat power did not decrease at all, the second emperor of the Demon Emperor Donghuang, plus the Kunpeng Demon Master who had just become a quasi-saint, and the ten demon saints.

Judging from the strength on paper, the demon clan is undoubtedly a complete victory.

But the Wu clan is all strong and very belligerent, even if they know that the demon clan is strong, but all the Wu clan has not flinched, and their eyes have revealed a strong fighting intent.

The battle intent of countless witch clans condensed and broke through the sky, as if to tear the sky.

After months of intense preparation by the Demon Clan, the Wu Clan, led by the Ten Ancestral Witches, raised the strength of the whole clan to attack the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.

Outside the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, the two Lich clans each occupy one side.

"Tremble, tremble!"

Countless people of the Wu Clan shouted together, and a huge battle intent filled the entire Heavenly Court.

The demons of the demon clan felt this monstrous battle intent, and the weak ones actually began to tremble, and there was a lot of restlessness in the camp of the demon clan.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the ten ancestral witches' mouths, and with the order of the ancestral witch emperor Jiang, all the people of the witch clan rushed towards the demon clan.

"Sons of the Wu Clan, come with me to kill these cowardly little demons."

In order to drag down the high-end combat power of the demon clan, the ten ancestral witches took the ancestral witch of the earth as the eye of the formation, and formed the twelve heavenly gods and evil arrays.

The big array is rising, and Pangu is really in the world!

But because of the lack of two ancestral witches, Pangu's real body only has the physical strength of Pangu, and there is no Pangu's primordial god.

Naturally, the strength is much weaker.

And the demon clan felt the powerful aura of the ancestral god Pangu, and the two emperors hurriedly united with the ten demon saints to form the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array against the twelve heavenly gods.

Every minute and every second, the Wu or the Demon Clan fell, but no one flinched.

It was a race battle, and everyone showed their best strength.

Blood stained the sky red, countless souls floated between the heavens and the earth, and the evil aura in the sky rose to the sky.

However, the Demon Clan had one more Quasi-Saint Kunpeng Demon Master, and as time went by, the number of casualties of the Wu Clan gradually increased compared to that of the Demon Clan.

After Kunpeng fell into the Wu clan with a quasi-holy cultivator, he was like a wolf in the mouth of a tiger.

Seeing that the Wu people fell in pieces under the attack of Kunpeng, the Great Witch Xingtian roared angrily, and carried a shield and a giant axe to kill Kunpeng.

Xingtian is worthy of being the god of war of the Wu clan, and he actually used Da Luo Xiu as a hard opponent against the quasi-holy Kunpeng.

Zu Wu looked at the Wu clan who had fallen into a disadvantage, and his heart was full of anxiety, if he continued to fight like this, the terrible Wu clan would die.

A hint of determination flashed in the eyes of the ten ancestral witches.

Among the ancestral witches, the cultivation is the highest Xuanming, and he rushed out of the big array to find the Eastern Emperor to fight him alone.

Donghuang gladly accepted, and the two instantly fought together.

How do you know that Xuan Ming supported a flaw in the Eastern Emperor's defense, rushed to the close body of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, gathered all the cultivators in his body and hugged the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and blew himself up.

"No!"

With the desperate roar of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the ancestral witch Xuanming and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi fell together.

The Lich War has been fought for thousands of years, and finally a strong man with quasi-saint cultivation has fallen.

The ancestors of the Wu clan looked at Xuan Ming who had turned into a rain of blood, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from their faces.

Except for the ancestral witch Houtu who presided over the big array, the rest of the ancestral witches found the quasi-saint of the demon clan to blow themselves up together.

For a while, thunder roared in the sky, and blood rained in the sky.

There was a whining in the sky, it was a cry of heaven.

There were too many dead lives, and the blood flowed into the heavenly river, dyeing the heavenly river red.

Li Mu stood on top of the dojo and looked up in the direction of the Sky and Heavenly Court.

Hearing the roar like thunder, Li Mu knew that the war was about to end.

When the high-end combat power of the two lich clans exploded together, a huge energy shockwave swept through the entire heavenly court, and countless buildings died in the explosion energy.

The lich creatures near the center of the explosion were wiped out on the spot.

When the aftermath of the explosion subsided, there was a brief lull in the sky.

On the side of the Wu Clan, only one quasi-saint of Houtu was left in the eyes of the array, and only Kunpeng was left in the Demon Clan.

Countless Great Demon Witch Clans have fallen, and the remaining survivors have no intention of fighting again.

Houtu walked out of the big array, looking at the corpses all over the ground, familiar faces flashing in his mind.

Houtu didn't know what the war was for so many years, and at this moment, Houtu's Dao heart was in turmoil, leaving behind the Lich survivors who began to clean up the mess.

Houtu dragged his tired body and walked aimlessly, unconsciously walking in front of Li Mu's dojo.

Looking at the mysterious dojo in front of him, Houtu, who was in a chaotic Dao heart, turned around and wanted to leave, but how could Li Mu, who had already received the work of the system, let Houtu leave like this.

As early as after Houtu left Heavenly Court, the system announced a new job.

Instruct Houtu to establish six reincarnations, and complete the work to obtain the power of the law of one of the twelve ancestors.

This is the power of the law that can only be comprehended by quasi-saints, and now you only need to enlighten the Houtu to get it, how can Li Mu let go of such a good thing.

Just after Houtu turned around, Li Mu's voice spread from inside the dojo.

"Houtu Daoyou, since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down and have a cup of tea."

Houtu stopped in place for a long time before entering the dojo.

In the dojo, Li Mu sat on a stone bench, and there were two cups of tea on the stone table in front of him.

And Hongyun stood obediently behind Li Mu.

After Houtu entered the dojo, he noticed Li Mu at a glance, and when he saw that the person standing behind Li Mu was actually a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and Li Mu's own cultivation could not see through it at all.

The dog that Li Mu was sleeping on his stomach at his feet, he couldn't see through it.

Houtu walked to the table in surprise and sat down unceremoniously.

"Houtu Daoyou, look at your restless appearance, but something happened."

Li Mu lowered his head and asked while pouring tea for Houtu.

In his heart, Li Mu must be a hidden saint, so he replied respectfully.

"Senior, the Lich and the two clans fought in a great war, with countless casualties, and all the people who were familiar in the past have basically fallen, but I survived. I couldn't see exactly where I was going next. ”

Hearing Houtu's words, Li Mu smiled.

Houtu was a little confused, so he asked, "Senior, why are you laughing?" ”

After Li Mu took a sip of tea, he slowly spoke, "The battle between the two clans of the Lich Demon has caused countless casualties, and countless souls have wandered between heaven and earth, with no future and no home. ”

Li Mu glanced at Hou Tu before continuing: "Among them, there are many descendants of you, people you know well, don't you want to do something to find a place for these unjust souls?" ”