Taiyi wanted to retreat with the demon clan, but the Emperor Jiang Ancestor Wu and the others were not willing to let the other party retreat easily.

That Emperor Jiang Zuwu should be the first to kill and stop the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Now that the two Lich Clans have suffered heavy losses, Taiyi is even more seriously injured, if Taiyi can be killed at this time, the Lich Clan will no longer have hidden dangers.

It is precisely because of this that when they saw that Taiyi was about to escape, the remaining ancestral witches were desperately trying to stop them.

"Taiyi, it's really wishful thinking to leave now!"

The Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch came vertically and horizontally, and the demon sword in his hand bloomed with ten thousand divine rays, as if he was a god, and he could not be forced to look at.

However, a hint of rebelliousness flashed in the seriously injured Tai's eyes, and he said to Bai Ze:

"You lead the demon clan back to Heaven, and I'll stop the ancestral witch!"

Even though Taiyi was seriously injured, he had no fear at all.

Especially after the death of the Demon Emperor Jun, Taiyi had more fearless bravery.

Seeing that several ancestral witches joined forces to kill, Taiyi held the witch killing sword, and he came vertically and horizontally, looking at all directions.

"Di Jiang, your ancestors were killed by me with one force, how can I be afraid of you!"

Taiyi laughed maniacally, his badly injured body, but there was no weakness at all.

Taiyi shook the Chaos Divine Bell and brandished the Witch Sword, he killed seven in and seven out of all the ancestral witches, and none of the ancestral witches could stop Taiyi's footsteps.

"Hahaha, Di Jiang, your Wu clan is really weak, when I recover from my injuries, it will be your death!"

Taiyi was able to kill the six ancestral witches alone, and when he recovered, there was indeed a great hope that he would directly kill the remaining ancestral witches.

"Taiyi Xiu is gone!"

Gonggong Ancestor Wu roared angrily, Zhu Rong and Xuan Ming both died because of Gonggong Ancestor Wu, so his hatred for Taiyi was the strongest, and he couldn't wait to swallow Taiyi alive.

However, at this time, even if the six ancestral witches joined forces, they would not be able to stop Taiyi at all, let alone the co-working ancestral witch alone.

Seeing that Taiyi was invincible, and the demon clan had already retreated without a trace, he waved his hand and stopped the Gonggong Ancestral Witch.

"Gonggong, come back!"

Dijiang Ancestor Wu directly stopped the pursuit of the Wu Clan, and he knew very well in his heart that if the Wu Clan chased and killed in the Heavenly Court, he was afraid that he would not be able to completely destroy Taiyi, and it would bring ruin to their Wu Clan.

After all, the elder brother of the Nuwa sage, Fu Xi, was killed by the Dijiang Ancestral Witch himself, if the Wu clan dared to kill into the heavenly court without knowing how to advance or retreat, then the Nuwa Saint would definitely take a desperate move and kill them on the spot.

"Big brother!"

Gonggong Zuwu looked unwilling, but he also knew that the matter was serious, and he didn't dare to act recklessly.

This time the Lich War, not only these ancestral witches suffered heavy casualties, but ordinary Wu warriors, demon clan children, they are also one out of ten.

The calamity aura above the nine heavens had reached its limit, and then began to decline rapidly.

The fall of the two Demon Emperors and the death of the six ancestral witches have already indicated that the climax of the Lich Tribulation has passed, and the aura of the next Tribulation will only become weaker and weaker.

Although Dijiang Ancestor Wu was unwilling, he was unable to kill Taiyi, so he could only retreat with the Wu clan first, and then make other plans when he regained his strength.

At this time, on the side of the demon clan, after Taiyi returned to Heavenly Court, he quickly ordered the entire demon clan to retreat and cultivate, and he himself recovered quickly.

"Di Jun, when I recover from my injuries, it will be the time for your witch clan to perish!"

In Taiyi's opinion, his own strength is strong, as long as he recovers, he will have great confidence to kill the remaining six ancestral witches one by one!

After this battle, both of them have died countless creatures, and the power of luck has been extremely weakened.

In the center of the battle, the aura of boundless calamity was permeating, and the Nuwa sage was worried about her brother, so she left first with a wisp of Fuxi's primordial spirit.

After the Sanqing Sage stared at it, the three brothers muttered for a while, and then completely disappeared.

However, before Sanqing left, they searched around for the Nahe Tuluo Book and the Zhou Tian Xingchen Map, but in the end they found nothing.

In the void at this time, although the Kunpeng Ancestor was trapped in the golden light cage, he found that the river Tuluo Book had actually flown to the place where the Kunpeng was.

Kunpeng Old Ancestor looked at Hetu Luoshu with interest, and he immediately laughed.

"These two spiritual treasures are really related to me, in the last life, it was Kunpeng who took the initiative to take away these two treasures, but in this life, you took the initiative to find me!"

Kunpeng smiled, and he reached out to put away the two treasures.

At this time, another treasure flew over, but this was the Zhou Tian Xingchen map of the Ziwei Xingjun.

When Kunpeng saw this treasure, he sighed and put it away.

Obviously, after seeing the Zhou Tian Star Chart, Kunpeng's mood was a little low, as if he thought of the fallen Ziwei Xingjun and those creatures in the Northern Underworld.

These are the eternal pains in Kunpeng's heart.

Just when Kunpeng's mind fluctuated, he was suddenly stunned and looked at the golden light cage in front of him.

"These spiritual treasures can enter from the outside, and it seems that my baby will definitely be able to go out too!"

Kunpeng had a flash of inspiration, he took out his black gourd, and then pushed it out, and the black gourd appeared outside the golden light.

The black gourd flickered in mid-air, and it turned into a black-robed Taoist, who was nine points similar to Kunpeng.

"Go!"

Kunpeng stretched out his hand, and the black gourd suddenly flew out of the chaos and headed towards the desolate world.

This black gourd flew into the sky above Buzhou Mountain, and at this time, the boundless aura of calamity had gradually dissipated, but the dead qi, murderous aura, and resentment in the air became more and more intense, and there was no sign of decay.

The black gourd flickered in the air, and then turned into the appearance of Kunpeng, and after he looked up and down, Kunpeng opened his mouth and directly began to absorb all the dead qi in the sky, the corpses and essence blood all over the ground.

These things are extremely poisonous to the desolate world, but they are great supplements for Kunpeng.

The black gourd absorbed frantically, and quickly absorbed these things.

At this time, Kunpeng glanced at Buzhou Mountain slightly, and he turned around and flew away from the flood wilderness, heading towards the Netherworld Blood Sea.

After the Lich Armageddon, the power of the Lich and the Demon Clan had been dealt a fatal blow, and the Wu Clan could no longer control the vast land, and they had to shrink to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

And many star gods in the heavenly court fell, countless stars in the entire canopy could not function normally, the heavens were in chaos, and the stars were shining disorderly, and even many bright stars could be seen during the day.

The entire desolate world has become more violent because of the weakening of the two lich clans.