"The human race is immortal, the saints of the Heavenly Dao, it is difficult to sleep and eat!"

The Terrans below are still fighting the Lich!

The earth is stained red with blood, there is nowhere to put the spirits, and the corpses are scattered!

This is a big battle that is enough to shock the flood!

How long has it been!

No number of robberies!

The fierce beast is tribulated, and the dragon and the man are tribulated, so what?

Even the battle between Dao and Demon was not so tragic!

In the past, there was a battle in the wilderness, and now, which of the lich people is not fighting with the saint!

The battle of the Sages, devastating the withering and decaying!

Just the aftermath, some young creatures will be directly suppressed!

"Bang!"

A huge sound rose to the sky, above the nine heavens, the boundless blood-colored remnant sun shone on the earth, thirty-three heavens, above the chaos, the blood went down the long river, turning into a rain of blood!

"Tick-tock!"

Blood rains down, scarlet and dull!

"The Great Array of the Wu Clan is still broken after all!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches spat blood from their mouths and burst out!

Lying on their backs, they looked at the man in front of them, and the fear in their hearts increased dramatically!

Wu Tian, step by step, blood-colored footprints stepped on the land below, his eyes flashed, looking at the Wu Clan!

"Dijiang, this time, your Wu clan has been defeated!"

"I want you and other ancestors to see with their own eyes the blood of the descendants of the Wu clan scattered all over the north and south of the desolate river!"

"How did the Wu clan treat my Terran Erlang tens of thousands of years ago, and today I, Wu Tian, led the Terran Erlang to return the original cause and effect!"

At this moment, Di Jiang struggled to stand up and faced Wu Tian!

A hoarse voice slowly came out of his mouth!

"I~defeated~Ancestral Witch~Defeated~Witch Clan~ defeated!"

"Haha!"

"We are chess pieces after all, the Wu clan does not kneel to the heavens and the earth, the father was already like this, what about standing up to the sky and the earth, when it is time to fall, it will still fall!"

"Wu Tian, if I kill myself, can I spare the other people of the Wu Clan!"

Di Jiang's body was covered with blood, soaking his clothes!

The blood-colored robe, in this sunset, is even more vicissitudes!

"Big brother can't!"

Candle Jiuyin shouted, and he also struggled to stand up and stop Di Jiang!

"Big brother, don't be like this!"

"Big brother, never!"

.........

.........

.........

In an instant, the twelve ancestral witches, all of whom were struggling to die in battle, swayed, looked at Di Jiang, and stopped!

"Wu Tian, I am willing to die in place of my eldest brother!"

Candle Jiuyin looked at Wu Tian with desolate eyes!

At this point, the defeat of the Wu clan has settled!

The demon clan is not comfortable anywhere, even more so!

As the second brother of the Wu clan, how could Candle Jiuyin watch his eldest brother die!

"Second brother, it's not okay, I'll come, I'm straight, and it's not interesting to live!"

Zhu Rong stood up and said coldly to Wu Tian!

"I'll do it!"

"I've lived enough to work together, and I'm the ancestor who killed you the most in the first place!"

"Let's come on, the Terrans I poisoned at the beginning are no less than your flooded Terrans!"

The corpse said slowly!

"I'll do it......"

"No, I'll ......... it"

............... Longlong

In this way, the Twelve Ancestral Witches actually fought for their own death in exchange for the peace of the Wu Clan!

In the flood of this life, there was no Zhurong Gonggong fighting to destroy Buzhou Mountain, there was no Dayi shooting the sun, and no Chang'e appeared!

The flood has changed, and it has changed invisibly!

The demon clan does not have Nuwa, there is no Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and there is no Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array!

Everything has changed!

The Terrans are no longer puppets of the Heavenly Dao Saints!

Faced with the Twelve Ancestors' attempt to seek death, Wu Tian suddenly burst into anger: "Shut up, you also know what it's like to lose your comrades, and do you know what it's like to lose your loved ones?"

"Now I feel sorry for each other, but how did you and the other witch clan treat my human race tens of thousands of years ago?"

"The four ancestors of our human race, except for the deity, no one survived, if it weren't for the arrival of the Holy Mother of our clan at the critical moment, now the Suiren clan and others are long gone!"

"All of this is the fault of your lich, if it weren't for your Dijiang tearing up the Terran Treaty, would there still be such a result now!"

"The Terrans are not the animals of your Wu Clan, and you have no right to have the right to kill them!"

Wu Tian roared, and the miserable life of the original human race kept coming to his mind!

Along the way, the Terrans have been on the verge of life and death almost all the time!

The Terran Race was born and the Dao Tribulation was cracked when Nuwa preached the Dao!

The rest of the Lich Tribulation, the Terrans need to break it themselves!

"Today, the twelve ancestral witches will all fall, and all the witch clans will be slaughtered by our human race!"

"I, Wutian, want to use the original means of your lich to make you realize what powerlessness is!"

"The human race loves peace, but there is no way, this is a flood, the weak eat the strong!"

A spirit sword flew out in Wu Tian's hand, held it in his hand, and came to Zhu Rong step by step, grinning, his smile was extremely terrifying!

"Behold, my human race laughs, and not only wails all over the wilderness!"

"It's just that the smile isn't as bright as you lich!"

"You lichs slaughtering my Terrans, smiling and excited, have you forgotten all this?"

"Zhu Rong, you burned more than 397,420,000 of my human race with flames, and today I will let you taste the taste of being burned by flames!"

"Martial Dao Holy Flame, out!"

Zhu Rong's face turned pale, and he watched a purple flame rise up from behind Wu Tian, turning into a flame god of war, rushing towards him!

For a while, Zhurong's whole body was full of flames, burning every skin in his body!

"Where the flames passed, not a single grass grows!"

"Zhu Rong!"

"Sixth brother!"

"Sixth brother!"

.........

The other ancestors shouted, and they watched their brothers turn to ashes and dissipate into the sky, and their souls were melted into the desolate world, and there was no trace to be found!

Zhu Rong looked at the brothers and sisters behind him before he died, and smiled honestly!

Dijiang hated it, and tears fell!

The other ancestral witches couldn't help but cry!

Seeing this, Wu Tian couldn't help but shed a tear!

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!"

"Wu Tian, you kill me!"

Di Jiang went crazy and pounced on Wu Tian, using the last trace of spatial power, wanting to pull Wu Tian into the spatial crack!

However, his plan was miscalculated after all!

Before he could get close to Wu Tian, a spirit sword turned into a streamer and passed through his chest!

Di Jiang, who was originally seriously injured, was directly on the verge of death at this moment!

"Wu... God...!"

"Today... I have to destroy... Destroy my witch clan?"

Blood flowed out from the corner of Di Jiang's mouth, splashing onto the placket of Wu Tian's clothes!

Wu Tian's eyes turned slightly, holding down the sadness in his heart!

"If that were the case, the witch wouldn't have gone to such a point!"

Wu Tian can be regarded as giving Di Jiang an answer!

"Well, I... I hope you put it back... Earth and the Dark... They're alive... Both of them are peace-loving of our Wu clan... people, they are... We and others... Ten... Ancestral Witch's... Wrong, just... Imbue her... She... They're both of them!"

"Thou, but... No answer... Promise?"

When Wu Tian heard this, he turned around and glanced at the two women in the ancestral witch, and nodded!