The death of the River Styx swept across the continent like a hurricane, and the ancestor of the River Styx, who had been in the Styx Flood for many years, actually came to an end in this way.

The world no longer questioned the idea of the Honghuang Witch Clan, and the newly debuted Thirteen Ancestral Witches were also talked about, although they did not clearly show their cultivation and combat power.

But anyone with a discerning eye understands that the Wu clan has regained the dominance of the earth, and it would be good to have one-tenth of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace who are still alive now.

The affection of Zixiao Palace back then has also been consumed countless times in these countless years.

The River Styx is also the kind that is outstanding among the three thousand powers, and it was once the overlord of the flood and wilderness, and the world knows it.

But it was such a great power, and he acted like this, and he was robbed and killed by the Wu clan, and the thirteen ancestors of the Wu clan were also called the first person under the stars by the good deeds.

What does this mean, isn't it instigating the demon clan Donghuang Taiyi and Wu Shen to have a fierce collision?

But obviously, the two races are not stupid, and it is impossible for them to fall for such an obvious trick and calm down the entire flood for a while.

It can be said that the entire situation of the flood and famine depends on the balance between the two clans, and the Wu clan now has no strength to provoke war again, and only wants to recuperate.

Heavenly Court had just experienced a great event, and it didn't want to use the sword so quickly, so a strange atmosphere appeared between heaven and earth.

The low-level relationship between the witch clan and the demon clan began to ease, and there were even nether demons praying for the protection of the witch clan.

In addition, the demon clan of the heavenly realm opened a fang market to trade some special products on the continent with the creatures of the lower realm, and the rare and precious materials such as the sand of the stars began to gradually spread.

Time passes slowly, and it can be said that the whole flood is developing in the direction of prosperity.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the last Styx event, and in those years, a new generation of the Lich and the Lich has grown up.

But now the desolation is all over the continent, but it is not the creatures of these two races, why do you say?

It turned out that this started from the migration of the human race from the bottom of the Buzhou Mountain to the foot of the Shouyang Mountain.

When Lao Tzu became holy, when he sat on the top of Shouyang Mountain, he preached for three days and three nights in the ancestral land of the human race, preaching Jindan Avenue, and the nine turns of Jindan were immortals!

In these hundreds of thousands of years, the human race has been innumerable, and there are many tribes, and one of the Feng tribes is the most outstanding.

It was inherited from the ancestors of the Suiren clan back then, and its strength was so strong that it even surpassed that of ordinary living races.

At the very least, the surrounding demon creatures were almost eaten by them.

The Terrans, a race that should have been humble and insignificant, have once again come into the sight of the Lich Race after hundreds of thousands of years.

"Big brother, the birth of the human race is too fast, Zhu Rong and Gonggong their territory is almost filled with the human race, if it is not curbed, I am afraid that in tens of thousands of years, they will return to Buzhou Mountain. ”

Tian Wu looked at Di Jiang worriedly, without him, he was really anxious.

Speaking of data, they are now a new generation of the Wu Clan, but the total number is only a few million.

But in the past few thousand years alone, billions of human races have been born, and in these hundreds of thousands of years, countless human races have come forward one after another, and under the huge base, there have been hundreds of golden immortal-level existences.

There are also dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals, that is, the Great Witch Realm, and this kind of strength can completely dominate the existence of one side's forces, and it can be said that the overall strength of the human race has now reached the ability of the third major race in the flood wilderness.

"Terran, Terran......"

Di Jiang pinched his eyebrows, now that his injuries have almost completely recovered, he has started to take charge again, and the Zhurong Gonggong tribe is now Xingtian and Xiangliu are in charge.

That Han Han of Xingtian has been successfully won over by the human race, and he has been boasted of becoming the god of war in the world.

Every day, he is praised by those human races and can't find the north, so the relationship between his side is harmonious.

However, Xiang Liu, who has a good reputation among the Wu clan, is in trouble, because he is a poisonous attribute of the Dharma body.

Therefore, as long as he passed through the poisonous barrier and poisonous mist, lying down was a muddy swamp, and there were countless fish, insects, birds and beasts in it, all of which were poisonous.

As long as the ordinary human race was close to his Dharma Body for dozens of miles, he would be poisoned and die in an instant.

Even a human who had achieved the realm of a heavenly immortal would not be able to walk a few hundred meters in front of him.

So word of mouth among the human race said that Xiangliu, such a kind person, had even become the embodiment of evil, a giant beast of poison and plague, and everything was so absurd.

In addition, the Wu clan of the Gonggong tribe is now also rubbing with the human race in terms of prey everywhere, plus some of them are not, and the contradiction has been completely uncontained.

"Leave him alone for the time being, I'll go talk to the Suiren clan another day, let them go to the west, isn't there a shortage of people in the west, let them go to those two apostasy guys. ”

Di Jiang said in his mouth, and he had to look ahead helplessly, there are four saints behind the human race, Sanqing and Nuwa are all relying on the human race to establish religion and become holy.

There is a love of incense, but now, the human race has attracted the attention of the world, I don't know......

At the same time, above the heavenly court, in the glorious Sun Palace, the topic of the human race was still going on.

"Your Majesty, the human race has occupied almost all the land outside the Wu clan, and Qingqiu Mountain, the stronghold of our continent, has been defended by the Tushan clan, but Yuntai Mountain, Fuyou Mountain, Qinggang Mountain, etc., have all been lost, and Mount Emei ......"

"Okay, okay, what about the rest?"

Di Jun rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand, interrupting Bai Ze's report.

In the past hundreds of thousands of years, Xihe and Dijun have been in the dynasty together, and Donghuang Taiyi and Changxi still have made no progress, and Dijun found a reason to send the two of them down on a mission to cultivate their relationship.

But today's Heavenly Court is not the Heavenly Court of the past, the Ten Demon Saints already have their own little Jiujiu, and the three hundred and sixty-five demon gods are all proud of their talents, and they don't listen to the announcement.

In the North Stygian Sea, Kunpeng also had an ambiguous attitude, and on the grounds of Zhen Yuanzi's threat, he directly founded the Demon Master Palace in the North Stygian Sea to share the luck of the demon clan.

But just that's not enough to make Dijun so, the most important thing is that his diva, Xihe - is pregnant!

This is not a happy event, their current cultivation is already ready to have no children in their lives, but it is not a good sign that Xihe will become pregnant in just a few hundred thousand years.

The meaning of the Heavenly Dao, Di Jun didn't know, but Xihe was his Taoist companion, so he couldn't help but worry.

"Your Majesty, there will be a battle between the Terrans and the Witches, maybe we can sit and collect the fisherman......"

"I say, stand down!"

Di Jun glanced at him, Bai Ze's breath stagnated, and he looked at the king who was high above, but he could only nod his head, and nodded towards him without saying more.

"Minister, retire!"